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ri-ahhh · 3 years

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if you do feel like writing, i've always thought you would really kill a concept about your first or one of your first dates with grayson!!😇 i feel like you capture his energy sooo well

“Oh god, I’m so sorry!”

She glanced up from her phone at the sound of a frantic voice, deep and familiar and slightly out of breath.

Her stomach swooped a little at the sight of Grayson towering above her. His cheeks were slightly flushed, hazel eyes wide and scared.

As they should be. She shook her head and let a smirk grace her freshly glossed lips, standing to greet him with a questioning, arched brow. Playing it as cool as she possibly can while dying slightly at (one) the relief flooding her chest and (two) how utterly fine he looked in those casual tailored pants and short sleeved button-down.

“You had me worried for a minute there, Dolan,” she admitted, the heels of her thigh-high boots making her the perfect height to lean up and peck his cheek both in greeting and as a silent acceptance of his apology.

Grayson kissed her back on her own cheek, and took her hand as they both sat down at the table she had been saving for nearly 45 minutes by then. His palm was warm and the perfect mix of calloused and soft, and his fingers squeezed hers as his thumb rubbed the backs of them gently.

“Really, I’m so fucking sorry. I totally forgot they opened a new location a few months ago. I feel like the biggest dick,” he pouted.

She shrugged, secretly enjoying listening to him grovel and watching him almost literally sweat in his seat. While they had hung out casually a couple of times, this was their first official date, and he had named the place... only to leave out some crucial information that left them at the same restaurant, on different sides of town.

“I think the waiter was starting to feel sorry for me. He asked if I was okay and gave me a free margarita about ten minutes ago,” she said, nodding to the mostly untouched glass of frozen slush in front of her.

“Fuck,” Grayson groaned, face-palming and tipping his head back. She finally let a full grin light up her face, biting her lip through it as she watched his Adam’s apple bob in the shadowy light of the restaurant.

He brought his head back to a normal position, and she caught the look of surprise flash in his eyes when he realized she wasn’t that upset. His lips turned up at the corner in a sheepish, crooked smile that made her melt a bit. “Well, if you weren’t gonna let me pay for dinner before, now you definitely have to.”

She giggled and squeezed his hand before letting go, bringing it to the straw of her margarita instead to give the melting ice a stir. “Yeah, I think I might allow it this one time.”

At that moment, the waiter, a jolly middle-aged Hispanic man, returned with two fresh water glasses and an excited shout. “Hey! He’s here!”

She and Grayson both blushed — Gray more so than her. He held up his hands and glanced down in defeat while she laughed heartily.

“He’s here!” she confirmed, resting her chin on her fist and observing the redness in his cheeks subside. “And he’s very sorry for keeping both of us waiting, Mateo.”

“Ay, I knew there was no way anyone was leaving this pretty lady alone on purpose,” Mateo winked. He turned a slightly stern gaze on Grayson. “Right?”

“Oh.. yeah, no, not on purpose,” he blubbered, unprepared for a barrage from the waiter of all people.

Mateo gave him a playful side eye and tutted. “Well, I’ll take care of both of you, and you take care of her, eh?”

Grayson stared, and she had to bite back more laughter at the look of utter bewilderment on his handsome face. “Uh, yes, of course. We were just discussing that, actually.”

The waiter grunted in approval, but left them with a wink after accepting their order of guac to go with the chips and salsa already on the table.

“Why do I feel like I just met your dad?” he asked, watching the man disappear into the kitchen with a shake of his head, slightly dazed.

She swallowed her sip of margarita and smiled. “Oh, you wouldn’t have met my dad if he saw me sitting here alone longer than 15 minutes. He would have been out on the hunt for you.”

“Shit,” he mumbled. “This is gonna take a while to live down, isn’t it?”

“Let’s just say, I can’t wait to tell your brother what an idiot you are.”

“Oh god. That would make ‘a while’ quickly become ‘never.’”

They slipped into easy conversation, as they always did. It was seamless and flowing, made even better by the delicious dinner they had. The little bit of tequila in her system was affecting her in all the right ways by the time Mateo cleared the table and handed Grayson the check without even asking.

They had been sitting across from one another the whole night, but Grayson slid into the seat next to her once Mateo was gone for good. His big, warm palm found her knee, and his fingertips squeezed just enough to send a shock up her thigh, electrifying all of her.

She reached up and swiped at a little drop of water clinging to the inside of his top lip, letting her hand linger on his stubbled cheek so she could stroke it affectionately with her thumb.

“Thanks for not standing me up,” she said quietly, barely audible over the loud mariachi music blasting through the restaurant. She pressed the pad of her thumb into a cute dimple in his cheek.

“You’re welcome,” he joked back, twisting his head and nipping playfully at the digit, eyes locked on hers. “I would have missed out on a pretty awesome date.”

Her teeth caught her lower lip. “And an even better nightcap,” she added suggestively.

She felt as much as she heard his sharp little inhale, and she couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” she said, siding her hand down his chest until it rested on his, interlacing their fingers before she stood up decisively. “I think you’ve redeemed yourself.”

Grayson chuckled, but there was suddenly a heat in his eyes that undoubtedly matched that in her own. He followed her up and turned to lead her out of the restaurant. “Let’s fucking go.”

Mateo gave them an enthusiastic wink and a thumbs up as they left.

“I think you got his approval after all,” she laughed, sliding into the passenger seat of his car. Hers would be fine in the well-lit lot until he could bring her back to it at some point later.

Much later, if she had it her way.

“Oh hell yeah,” he muttered, already reaching across the console to coax her closer with a gentle hand on the side of her neck. “Think he would approve of what I’m about to do to you?”

Before she could answer, he leaned down and pressed his lips to her in a slow, heated kiss that set her whole body on fire. Her hand gripped his veined forearm tightly as she kissed him back. She hummed quietly when they finally separated, both of them breathing heavily. “How about we leave Mateo out of this from now on?”

“Great idea,” he whispered, diving back in quickly, their happy smiles melding together. He pulled back reluctantly after a minute, nodding at her seatbelt as he sat back and fastened his own with a wink.

“One car this time; I’ll make sure we both get to the right spot, at the same time.”

#this may or may not have been based off of an actual first date i had #except he still suggested we split the bill🙃💀#and then i dated him for 5 months #oops #dolan twins #grayson dolan #blurb #g blurb

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thepigeonsopinion · 3 years

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Guess who's the bish that just watched "Wishmaker"!...

I'm the bish that just watched "Wishmaker" if you didn't figure it out.

Anywho! Let's get on with it. Now, usually I would do a little (extremely detailed) summary of the episode, but I can guess that a lot, if not most of the fandom has seen the episode so I'm just going to skip that and dive straight into it!

Warning: Spoilers for "Wishmaker"

Anyway! Onto business, let's talk about my thoughts on the episode.

So, the beginning of the episode. I legit don't know why this triggered me (I absolutely know why this triggered me, but I don't want to admit it) but Marinette melting when she gave Adrien the flyer got me freaking laughing, probably because every time and I mean EVERY time the love square interacts (mainly adrinette) is so over used that I find it hilarious at this point (this is probably just me, but what the heck :p)((also this was kinda me salting on the LS, but remember this is just my opinion so please don't come at me :)). Continuing on to Alya's comment about if "being a superhero counts as a job" it sure as heck does, well mainly if your Marinette (also the reason why I'm talking about small details that happened in the episode is mainly because I'm re-watching the episode as I type this). Again I had a cackling moment when we had the Sadrien moment, which made me realize how mean and bad I am, but oh, well (i felt horrible when i cackled at this, but i felt really guilty afterwards) ((i might delete this part later, but idk)) Also, when Plagg presents the idea of them running a cheese shop together it made my heart melt because it shows how much Plagg cares about Adrien and how much he wants to stay with Adrien. Now, unto the part where Marinette explains to the kwamis what a career is and when I say I was laughing through this whole scene, I WAS laughing through this whole scene. Mainly because of all the comments that the kwamis gave to Marinette. Like, seriously many of the comments are very accurate and the one that broke me was when Xuppu said, "It's making presents for Adrien!", I was like "damn he legit just called you out Mari". Not to mention, when Ziggy drawled out AdRIen's name to showcase the amount of meaning Adrien has on her life. Also, Sass is legit the PERFECT kwami for Luka, and I am not exaggerating this. Sass literally was the only kwami that stood up and voiced out that they should listen to Marinette and that her opinion in this situation is the most important one, and I know for a fact that Luka would do the same if he was put into the same situation Sass was in. That small detail in the episode made my heart melt knowing how compatible Luka and Sass are.

Anyway! Moving on, Andre legit unintentionally (maybe?) roasted Alec on his show, I was like "damn he got you there" and he also roasted him with the sweet, delicious treat known as ice cream, damn that's got a hurt. Speaking of Andre, the story of how Andre found his career was really touching to me. The main reason of why he really pursued his ice cream business was because ice cream was what made him happy and he wanted to share that with the world. In summary, I find Andre's career story really touching and meaningful.

Continuing on, after Andre explained the ice cream flavors to Marinette, Luka "coincidentally" appeared right behind her right after Andre said "Pistachio and pecan for the clear-sighted young man". And, if you tell me that the pistachio is to represent Adrien, I would like to explain to you how that it is not accurate. I mean, legit this whole episode is to represent how both Adrien and Marinette are indecisive when it comes to their career choices, mainly because of all the things happening in their lives. Now, "clear-sighted" doesn't really suit Adrien in the context of the episode. In this episode, Adrien doesn't even have a clue on what he wants to do for the rest of his life, but Luka on the other hand is a representative at the fair for his school and is running a booth showing his career choice, that sounds like he fits the definition more accurately. Now, I know that the main reason of why people recognize that the pistachio is to represent Adrien is because it's the color green and Luka's color is not green, it's blue. But let me introduce Viperion. I mean, Viperion is literally just Luka, even if he has a mask on it's still Luka.

Anyway! Moving foward through the episode, when Luka said "buddies", I felt that. It legit broke my lukanette stan heart to hear him say that they were just "buddies", but I digress.

Ok, I know that the main reason why Alec is roasting everyone's career choice is for his show (and to hide his inner turmoil), but damn, tone it done a bit will ya. In the end, Luka showed him, even if his way of showing him was to hold up a violin to the sky and let the wind play the instrument was kinda weird, I support whatever this kind and understanding boy does.

I know it is justified that lukanette is strictly platonic because the LS is going to be endgame, but I can't help but fan girl when I see my ship holding hands. Not to mention, the look that Marinette gives Luka is a look of adoration and love(even if it's just platonic).

We would like to welcome Bipierion to the running again. Like, come on, you can't tell me that the scene with the three talking doesn't look just a tad romantic. This whole scene, made my Luka stan heart just palpitate wildly. I mean, this whole scene; no, this whole episode is a bunch of examples of how Luka is such a mature and understanding character. This scene alone made me love Luka's character even more! Also, we FINALLY get to see Luka play the violin (and not just with the wind this time hehehe ;)) and can I just say, I totally love this scene, not only because it's with Luka playing the violin (though that may be the main reason) it's because I also play the violin so I kinda relate to this scene.

Continuing on with the episode, when Alec went into his inner turmoil and main backstory of why he is the way that he is, I was like, now I feel bad about him being trashed on, but he kinda deserved it soooo...Moving along! So, Wishmakers design. I don't know why, but Wishmakers design reminds me of Venom, or more specifically a drag queen version of Venom. And I fully support that, I mean you go get it, slay girl! Even if you are a villian.

So, Jagged’s childhood dream was to be a crocodile. I mean, I get a lot of people's childhood dreams were a bit far-fetched, but okay, you do you. Also, Mr. Banana's childhood dream was to be a cucumber? Umm ok...Anyway! Luka prioritizing others above himself, is just the icing of the cake as a Luka stan. (Not to mention, Luka already fully excepting Jagged as a dad is sooo, I can't express it into words how much I love that.)((Also, Jagged can't swim. Noted.)) Also, Luka and Jagged having a conversation about how Jagged wanted to be a crocodile as a kid, but he can't swim is so funny to me. And it also portrays more of Luka and Jagged's relationship a bit more, so I appreciate that.

It's time for a small detail mention! Luka's head tilt when he saw the dino huggie just made my Luka stan heart melt! Moving along, we get Luka or Viperion saving everyone, which just gave me a sense of joy! Also, Marinette as the knitting-fairy was so adorable!

Anywho, continuing on with the episode, with Luka finding out Marinette is Ladybug, you can see the realization in Luka's face when he realizes that the secret that she kept from him was that she was Ladybug, and you can hear the shakiness in his voice when he uses Second Chance after that, which shows even more how shocked he is. But, he still keeps his focus on the battle because now he has to protect Marinette's identity, which is just another of the many reason of why I love Luka's character. Ok, I have a small nitpick at this scene, and even though it's just a small detail in the scene I can't help, but comment on it. I know that Chat Noir is not in the right state of mind during that moment, but did he seriously not hear Viperion when he warned him to duck? But then again, I digress.

Moving on, I felt that, when Adrien found out that his childhood dream was to be what his parents wanted to be, because I also want to do that to, or mainly to just make them proud. Anyway, enough about me, let's continue on with the episode! Luka's face when he saw that Adrien was Chat Noir, really made me sympathize him. Because in Luka's eyes he finds out that are truly good partners (and I refuse to say "meant to be" because just no) and it is pretty obvious that he still has feelings for Marinette and that finding out that both Ladybug and Chat Noir are Marinette and Adrien must've broke his heart. I mean, you would react the same way if you found out that your crushes crush is their partner in crime (as some people might say).

Moving on! Umm, Barney is that you? I'm sorry I just really wanted to comment on that, also Lukadrien moment? Not to mention, how the heck can that dino huggie jump so high but hit the ground with a rumble? Then again, I'm not good with physics.

Okay, so let's quickly talk about Luka lying to Ladybug about knowing both the superheros identities. So, we know for a fact that Luka hates or at least dislikes lying, but in this moment he chose to lie, because he knows that it was the best option in this situation. The reason behind this is because he wants to protect Marinette, and I know that might sound confusing, but let me explain. Luka knows Marinette fairly well, and he knows that she has a tendency to overthink and freak out, so if Luka did tell her that he found out Marinette would freak out and start to think it's all her fault and that she should've been more careful and so on and so forth. This would make her a perfect victim for a akuma and Luka knows better than to let that happen, so he does one thing he knows will protect her, he lies to her.

Contiuing on, when Marinette said, "I will be Luka's best friend and I will love Adrien", I literally face palmed. I mean, I get it that the LS is bound to be endgame, but come on! Do we really need another reminder that it will happen eventually? Also, drag queen Alec? YASS QUEEN! SLAY QUEEN, SLAY!

And with that, we come to the end of the episode! So, I enjoyed the episode fairly well, with the exception of all the moments I salted it. But there are still so many questions that I have that are yet to be answered. Like, now that Luka knows both Ladybug and Chat Noir's secret identities, how will that revelation affect Luka's character in the show? Will their be others who find out their identities, and if so, how? (aka Alix) Will Luka's revelation affect how much screen time he gets on the show? And if so, will it increase or decrease? Will Alya find out that Luka knows? And, so much more. Not to mention, my opinion on Luka's revelation.

So, as I scroll through my social media, mainly instagram, I see posts where people read Luka's revelation as a way for him to also realize that the LS or Marinette and Adrien are "meant to be together", and though I respect those people's opinion, I don't really agree with it. I believe that Luka's revelation is just that. It's him finding out the truth that Marinette kept from him, and whether he decides to act more or be there more because of this is up to the writers and creators of the show. But I don't truly believe that that was a way to show that he ships them. I think he mainly supports Marinette's decisions and will always be there for her. And the reason of why I say this is because it is clear that Luka still has feelings for Marinette. I mean, come on, as I said in one of my comments during the episode, the realization on his face when he found out Chat's identity was full of sadness, contemplation, and maybe a bit of hurt. Which tells me that Luka still has at least some romantic feelings for Marinette. Not only that, he did the thing that he hates or dislikes most, lying, to protect her. But all in all I still enjoyed the episode and I can't wait to see where this revelation takes us.

I hope everyone has a great rest of their day and as always remember...

But that's just my opinion (・ε・)

(This took me FOREVER to finish, but at least it states my opinion and my little thoughts throughout the episode, even if it is a bit jumbled up :))

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thr-333 · 4 years

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Mismatch- Part 16

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

When everyones dates go very well

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“Thanks for dropping us off,” Marion slides out Selina's car, Kagami and Chloe following, “We couldn’t take the same route as them,”

“I’d be disappointed if you did,” Selina teases, with an edge of seriousness.

“Thank you,” Kagami chimes in, getting waved off by Selina as she and Chloe leave to hunt down the targets.

“So you’re going to tell him?” Marion whispers through the open window.

“Yep,” She sighs, tightening grip on the steering wheel, “We’re going to go on a date of out own, completely romantic, then ruin the evening,”

“You really think he’s going to be mad?” Marion cringes, getting a reassuring smile.

“At me,” She clarifies, “Don’t you worry he’ll be thrilled to have more kids,”

Marion holds back a laugh at her exasperated tone, “Have fun,”

“I won’t,” Selina assures, throwing back a, “Have fun,”

“I will,” Marion grins, spying on the totally-not-a-date between two disasters will be nothing but entertaining.

Marion waves at the leaving car before jogging to catch up with the girls. Staying slightly behind to watch them try and talk about plants. Chloe trying to sound more intelligent than ‘look at the pretty flower’, not that Kagami would mind. He resists the urge to drags his fingers through the leaves of ferns and vines as they walk down the winding paths of the botanical garden. Too many times has he touched plant life only for it to wither and die later, a side effect of holding his miraculous too long. So he always made sure Marinette is around to counteract the bad luck.

The urge gets easier to resist as they enter a more open garden area, filled with flower patches and green grass. Probably the cleanest place in Gotham likely thanks to a certain rouge that would hunt you down for littering here. He spots the two lovebirds and directs the girls to a nearby tree well suited for hiding behind as they spy on the little picnic Adrien has set up, in a grassy patch surrounded by flowers.

“Oh my god,” Chloe groans, “How can they be such idiots?”

“Can we just tell them?” Kagami asks irritably, not for the first time.

“No, let their relationship take its natural course,” Marion scolds, not for the first time.

“Do you think they’re going to be just as slow when they’re together?” Chloe complains more than asks, “Will they ever get married?”

“Are you kidding?” Marion scoffs, “The day after they get together someones going to propose,”

“Probably both,” Kagami predicts, watching as they both fumble over something.

“Probably,” Marion and Chloe both agree, as the fumbled object gets dropped.

“Well, hey there!” a high pitch voice shouts through their whispering, “Who’re we spying on?”

Marion whips around coming nose to nose with Harley Quinn herself. He takes a step back to see Poison Ivy standing just behind.

“Um…” Marion debates going for his baton, they didn’t seem hostile but they don’t need to be to cause damage, “Our friends date?”

“Ohhh!” Harley stands on her tiptoes to look over their heads, “Aren't they just precious?!”

“Yes,” Ivy agrees to Harley’s goo-goo eyes despite not having looked over once.

“Let's go say hi,” Harley links her arms with Marion and Chloe’s dragging them over to the picnic.

“What are you doing here!” Marinette shouts as soon as they approach, seemingly more surprised at them than the two rogues.

“I caugh’em spyin on ya and decided to drop in,” Harley releases them and sits down, “This looks delicious!”

Harley takes a cookie from a plate, eyes lighting up when she takes a bite. Marion locks eyes with Marinette as confused as him. It only gets worse when Ivy sits down as well, on the grass not the blanket. Well it’s not like he can just leave. Marion shrugs and sits down, immediately reaching over to steal from Marinette's plate, ignoring the plates around him.

“Sooo,” Harley hums partly around a mouthful of cake, rocking back with legs crossed, “What’s ya names,”

“Marinette, that's Marion,” Marinette hisses his name, as she tries to snatch back half a sandwich.

“Oh! Brucie’s kids!” Harley claps her hands together, “You’re the Wayne twins!”

“Uhhh…” Yes? No? Kinda? Soon? It’s up to him?

“No they're not,” Kagami takes a seat following Chloe, “It’s just a baseless rumour,”

“Yep!” Marion agrees way to loudly, “A completely baseless rumours, no fact here, nope,”

The look he gets from Marinette is expected, but it’s Chloe’s lingering gaze that really gets to him.

“I like what you’ve done with the flowers,” Marinette covers for him, alerting him that Poison Ivy had made many more bloom.

“I didn’t do much,” Ivy says, even as the grass around her is a couple inches taller than it used to be, “They already wanted to bloom so bright at seeing you,”

“Really?” Marinette sweat drops, reaching for her bag, “I do have a bit of a green thumb, I take care of a garden back home,”

“What wonderful things do you grow?” Ivy asks with keen interest, Adrien off to the side looking awestruck at Marinette’s composure.

“She’ll be takin all day now,” Harley spins towards the three other date crashers, “I didn’t hear your names!”

Chloe and Kagami startle as she leans further into their personal space.

“Surely if you’ve heard of the twins you’ve heard of me,” Chloe flips her hair, only getting a blank face from Harley, huffing, “Chloe Bourgeois,”

“Kagami,” She replies curtly, “Marion doesn't appreciate date crashing,”

“It’s alright Kags,” Marion assures, he more had a problem with having to hold her back from yelling at them both when they didn't kiss after fireworks.

“Ohhhh, are you two dating,” Harley stage whispers, making Chloe choke on her drink.

“No not at all,”

“Just friends,”

And not friends in the Adrien Agreste way.

“Ew gross you two dating?” Chloe cringes, “Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

“Oh! Then you two!” Harley exclaims, addressing the girls.

“Umm…”

“Well I….”

“Yes,”

“Rion!” Chloe yells, blushing furiously at his shit eating grin.

“Well let me give you some advice,” Harley sing songs, a not so subtle glance back at Ivy.

“I don’t think that's necessary-”

“Hush now,” She shushes Kagami, “So when you're on a date and some bozo tries interrupting, there's this nifty thing you can do with certain nerves-Or! If you have the tools, a good whack upside the head-Or! My favourite! You get your gun and…”

Marion shifts away, still keeping Chloe and Kagami in his sights, both completely red.

“-And I planted this one three years ago,” Marinette explains, letting Ivy hold her phone, eyes glued to whatever picture was on it, “I know they tend to like partial shade but I found this one prefers to be more in the sun, so I just move it on especially sunny days,”

“Your garden is brilliant they all look so-” Her gaze snaps up to Marion, making him freeze in place, “They do not like you,”

“Um,” It takes a second to realise she was talking about the plants, “I guess not, the plants at home like me,”

“Do they?” Ivy frowns, and Marion desperately hopes she likes Marinette enough to not attack him.

“Well, we have a catnip plant that does,” Or at least Plagg likes it enough to do his best not to let anything, even himself, destroy it.

“You do?” Ivy turns to Marinette, who starts talking about the plant.

Marion takes this opportunity to escape back into the conversation they were having with Harley-

“And if you really want to have fun in bed you can-” Nope never mind.

Marion stands, considers bringing Adrien along to find some more snacks for their bigger group. But he seemed just as enthralled with Marinette as Ivy is with plants. He walks off waving to Marinette as she looks over to check on him. He smiles at the silent desperate pleads for help Chloe and Kagami give him. With a bounce in his step Marion walks off.

He didn’t even realise he had left them alone with two rouges until he was halfway through the gardens. Whatever. Marinette could handle them and they both seemed friendly enough, if not very polite. If they wanted to crash a date he can think of another person that would rather it happen to them.

“So the twins got out of hospital yesterday,” yes because that's a good way to bring up the topic of your illegitimate children to their out of the loop father.

“That’s fast,” Translated means; I’m suspicious.

“Did you look into those Paris heroes?” No she isn’t stalling not at all, this is important.

“I did, they’ve been working mostly alone for years,” Bruce scowls, picking at his food “I don’t know how the league hasn’t heard about this,”

“Didn’t Marion say this Ladybug person fixes everything?” Selina hums, she had been to Paris and never saw anything, they couldn't be that good could they?

"Is that what he meant?" Bruce looks up at her genuinely puzzled.

Selina hides her smirk behind her wine, which she desperately needed for this conversation. She had forgotten not everyone could understand their babbling. Not even Bruce, yet. She merely hums in response, before taking a gulp of wine.

“I plan on contacting her,” Bruce admits out loud, their secluded rooftop table ensuring privacy, “Did they say anything more to you?”

“They’ve had some other things on their mind lately,” She doesn't meet his eye, so they were back to this topic, great.

“Post traumatic stress?” Bruce guesses, she wished- wait no- that's not good.

Selina would rather do this a hundred times over than have her kids suffer like that. Fortunately they didn't seem to be. Which could be concerning in its own right.

“No, actually, they seem completely unaffected by a near death experience,” Selina sighs, they should be right? Thats normal for regular people right? Well they weren't normal, mainly because of the man sitting across from her, who needed to know that, “Just like their father,”

“Tom?” of-fucken-course he had to make this harder, no she will not admit she was purposefully vague.

“No,” Selina feels the anxiety in her chest choke her, “You,”

And nope that last word only made it worse.

“... What?” Bruce pauses, fork still in mid air.

“You,” She places her empty glass down, the clink hitting the table deafening.

“... Selina, what are you saying,” Bruce lowers the fork, halfway between a scowl and suspicion.

“I mean we’ve been at it for years is it really that surprising?” Selina tries to play off, joking tone not overshadowing her panic.

“Selina,” Theres that stern tone, paired with the signature Bat glare.

“... They’re your kids, our kids,” Selina corrects, making sure to meet his eye. No tricks this time.

She lets the silence hang, studying Bruce's face. At first you can clearly tell he's trying to keep a mask on, but it cracks bit by bit. She sees confusion, realisation, panic, anger, disappointment all over lapping. Swirling together repeating over and over again until settling on anger.

“Why didn’t you tell me!” He explodes, pushing her off the ledge she had been on all day, or the last couple days, or hell for eighteen goddamn years.

“Because you-you’re-” She fumbles, so many reasons, mainly relating to Bats in some way, but that wasn't the main reason, “You said you didn’t want kids!”

“You never told me I already had kids!" The realisation hits Selina that he remembers.

If it was just now, or he had for years. He remembered the night she had asked if he wanted a family. He had said no. That he couldn't. That he had a responsibility to the city. So she had left. Not daring to see him when she was pregnant and not wanting to see him afterwards. The next time she saw Bruce he had just adopted a child.

“What would you have done! Huh?!” A child who a year later was chasing criminals around Gotham, “Would you quit? Would you dress them up too and make them fight crime!? I sent them to Paris to avoid that!”

“You know full well I never made them do anything!” Maybe not on purpose, but they do a whole lot for his approval.

“Their kids Bruce! You should have never let them join you out there!” She rants, pacing away from the table.

She gave them up so they would never join her either. Although with how much Marion likes cats he would surely love his own cat suit.

“How would you know what would happen?” Bruce demands, keeping pace with her, dragging his hands through his hair, “I-god- I hadn't even adopted Dick yet and you wrote me off!”

“ Exactly , do you really think you could have raised them!” Dick's his argument for good parenting? Better than Jason.

“Maybe I wanted to!” Bruce yells, anger crumbling, he collapses onto a love seat looking over the city, “Maybe I wanted to raise at least one of my children,”

“I know,” Selina tentatively sits on the chairs arm, reaching over to him, “But they deserved a chance to live without all this ,"

She vaguely gestures to the city and partly to Bruce. Who looks offended at his inclusion.

"They’ve been in Gotham a week Bruce," She slides into the seat, arguing her point before he has the chance, "And they have the press after them, villains attacking, they just got out the hospital ,”

“Hm,” Bruce looks out at the city, not really seeing any of it. “They really are like me huh,”

“Without a doubt,” She gets a slight tug at the lips from Bruce, completely humourless.

They fall silent Bruce looking out at the city. She studies his expression, less of a world wind of emotion now but certainly still in turmoil. He starts to fix his mask back in place, she looks away so he doesn't have to. Looking out at the view they were meant to be enjoying on their date. One that she had planned. Bruce was never going to trust her to plan one again. Or at least he will always be expecting her to spring shocking news on him.

“What do you want to do now?” She asks the question she has wondered for years.

Whenever they were alone and things were calm, unnervingly calm for Gotham. She had thought of telling him. Partly because the calm alarms her, in a life of chaos she felt out of place in it. It would be the perfect way to bring the storm. While cats tended to hate water she has been an alley cat all her life, the calm was meant for house cats. However, thats what the other part of her wanted. For that calm to stay, but to include their kids. Who always sat at the edge of that calm, threatening to ruin it never letting her settle into it. Maybe that was why she could never enjoy it. Maybe now that they were in the storm, the next calm would be with the two of them.

“... I don’t know,” a rarity for the Batman, more common for the man underneath.

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jxxvvxxkcrack · 3 years

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Lee Jae Wook Vlive 21 June 2021

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Total vlive viewers: 35675 Total likes: 2072339 Length: 1 hr 01 minute T-shirt: Unlock your life by Pars Co. https://www.parspars.com/product/unlock-your-life-rainbow-white-short-t-shirt/

He's on a diet now.

He threatened to turn off the Vlive a few times because of all the people who said they were not studying for their exams to watch it :P

He's growing out his hair now for the next project.

He had to ban requests for him to say fans' names in the middle since too many requests were pouring in for him to say their name. Don’t blame them lol.

Talking with fans

What is your next project? You should see articles about it soon Will you do more vlogs? It's difficult to do vlogs in the pandemic period since you need to wear a mask everywhere. What do you do in your free time? I eat a lot, sleep a lot, and exercise a lot. Can you donate your Jordan shoes to me? No I can't, and then launched into some anecdote about something about high school, which is unsubbed. When will you hold a fan meeting? Probably after the pandemic. "You're watching me at hagwon (cram school)? I will scold you!" And he did lol it was so cute. What do you do when you first wake up? A hot water shower, and then..? [unsubbed] Do you like overseas fans? Of course I do, I love my overseas fans. I'll come for you after the pandemic is over. Current favourite song: Recently, ‘Lost’ by Maroon 5 was released. It's the best. Will you do an online fan-sign event? That would be interesting! What's your MBTI? I haven't done it yet! Please do the MBTI! OK I will definitely do it! Can you do a bear heart? What's a bear heart? There's so much I don't know. Teleport vs being able to tell the future? This is an interesting question. I would choose to teleport. I live in the Gangnam area, and the traffic there is so bad! So I would choose 'Teleport'. (I didn't know he lived in Gangnam). Do you have a driver's license? Of course I do. Shoe size: 285mm Can you speak English? No, I can barely speak Korean well :P

-but in the middle he did say "Say hi to global fan" LOL-

Your favourite late night snack? Fried chicken, jokbal, and bossam. I spend a lot of money on food :P Would you date someone 7 years younger? 7 years younger? It's not a bad idea. I’m thankful (that someone 7 years younger likes me.) Would you date someone 7 years older? (laughs) It's a funny question. Why haven't you been seen anywhere in public? I don't go to many places, only to the gym and back to my home. Favourite snack: Goguma (sweet potato). It's sad, right? (Implying he's on a diet.) And then he randomly said he's tall but doesn't have good proportions (possibly someone asking why he exercises so much :P)

Do you like cats and dogs? I love them. I have a friend who has a shiba-inu called Chadol. It was so cute I went to his house every day to see his dog. You should eat more: You may not like me then! D: I'm studying Korean, study with me? I'm also trying to get better at Korean. Shall we do it together? (so flirty) Did you remove the mole on your neck? No, I didn't remove it. I won't remove it. What's your handphone wallpaper? It's a white wall with an orange stripe, somewhat Rothko-esque. He said he took it at his house's parking lot, and "It's pretty, isn't it?" Which celebrity friends do you have? (Playfully) 비밀 Do you like mint chocolate? I love mint chocolate. My friend told me not to declare this, and said that saying that I like it is a matter of life or death :P People say it tastes like toothpaste but it tastes nice to me! What colors do you like? Blue. Blue and dark colors. Isn't long hair uncomfortable? It is, but I will cut it one day. Your long hair looks cool: (Teasingly) I'm going to cut it soon~ Do you get along well with your elder sister? Yes, I really like my relationship with her. Which of your characters is most like you? Lee Jang Woo from When The Weather Is Fine. (Is he that good in his studies? Lol. And then he said something about a unicorn, which I do recall seeing in the drama, I think he used "___ unicorn" to brag about himself to his younger sister :P) Jjajangmyeon vs bibimbap? This is really hard. Do I get to have soup with bibimbap? Favourite perfume: Can I say the brand? I guess it doesn't matter. Slow Dance by Byredo. It's my favourite perfume. Today's TMI: I woke up early and went to the gym. Do you ride your bike often? About 3 times a week? Oppa because of you I'm going to Chung Ang University: So you'll be my junior huh. (laughs) Oppa, can you close your left eye and point to your right cheek? (he obediently follows the prompt.. he’s really an actor lol) "You!! I almost fell for it! Gosh, my mum will pass out if she sees this." He revealed a two string bracelet on his left hand while adjusting the camera. Favourite dessert: Croffle? Croffle. I really like croffle. Current body wash: I'm using a body wash by Lush (only he says it as Lush-ee, which is just adorable.) Can you speak Japanese? I love animes but Japanese is so hard. I will study hard! When will you do a rap? I may try it one day. (I wonder if he knows about that old rap video floating around lol.) Dimples vs. Eyes: Eyes? I think he might be talking about his forehead wrinkles instead of eyes actually, so the translation is wrong. What animes do you like? He didn't answer, but said there are many animes on Netflix that he watches. Eating chimaek while watching the world cup? Eating chicken and beer sounds good but, my agency probably wouldn't like it. Can you say a line of Baek Kyung since it's been a long time? (playfully) I won't do it~ Iced americano vs. hot coffee: Iced americano. He said 'eoljuga', which roughly means 'I’ll drink iced Americano even if I freeze to death'. :P What app do you use most often? Naver? I have many things I need to look up :P Which of your parents do you resemble? Sometimes my mum, but sometimes my dad. Do you like kalguksu (knife cut noodle soup)? Yes, I love kalguksu and sujebi. Favourite ice cream flavour: Mint chocolate. (Bursts into laughter) Who do you like better - your mum or your dad: Omma. You thought I wouldn't answer, didn't you. (He has thanked only his sister and his mum in an award ceremony before lol. Poor Jaewookie appa) Oppa I'll date you: I'll reject your offer. (bursts into laughter again). Are you at the agency now? Nope. Please name the fanclub: This is hard. It (the fanclub) should go on forever, shouldn't it? Send an email to the agency. 5 year old Jaewookie vs 5 copies of Jaewook?: Of course 5 copies of Jaewook. One to exercise, one to work, one to stay at home and eat.. Do you dip or pour sauce for tangsuyuk? But, why would you pour water on fried food? I'll say dip. Jjajang vs. jjampong: That's hard! When working, jjajang. When resting, jjambong. *Nods sagely to himself* (Although he instinctively said 'jjampong' first). When moving house, jjajang. What message from fans cheered you up the most? It was this letter I got. It said "you make us happy when you're working hard, but don't work too hard." It cheered me up a lot. Soju vs. beer: Soju Cider (Sprite/lemonade) vs cola: Cola Do you eat pineapple on pizza? I think it tastes nice! Hawaiian pizzas. I also really like pineapple. Fall or spring? Fall. I really like spring too, but there are too many bugs. Small but definite happiness? (He understood the abbreviation immediately, which is sooo different from when the Running Man cast are introduced to any new lingo lol) When I bike, I don't drink any water. I have a routine; after biking, I run for about 6km, then I drink water. That water at the midpoint mark is so delicious. Oppa I like you, please scold me: Why would I scold you. I would compliment you :P Good job. Favourite boy group: BTS. They're so cool (safe answer!) Ramen vs. kimbap? Don't you eat them together? How tall are you? 187cm tall. Which variety show would you like to appear on he most? "I have never been on a variety show yet. Have you seen Kokkomu? When I watched Kokkomu I cried a lot. My tears came out like diamonds." lol. In reference to an earlier question. No idea what Kokkomu is. https://newsbeezer.com/koreaeng/kokkomu-which-was-just-popular-is-controversial-due-to-the-copying-of-the-youtube-channel/ Possibly this? Beef or pork? Pork How long have you been tall? I've always been tall. Then he gives a cheeky wink! Oppa can you go on on Knowing Bros? I'll have a hard time talking in banmal in front of all the sunbaenim. I'll do more Vlive in the future. *compromise* lol. Oppa kajimayo: If I don't leave, the staff can't leave work either :P Can you fill an hour (of Vlive?): Shall we fill an hour? Do you want to be in a play or musical? Of course I do. Plays require the best form of acting. What's the first thing you want to do when the pandemic is over? I want to go to a pork belly bbq place and eat comfortably without a mask. What's the worst part about acting? Every moment is hard. It's not an easy job. Why do you always wear 2 T-shirts? I like T-shirts but, but my sweat changes their color. I don't like that, so. Favourite overseas country? Filming Alhambra was my first time overseas. I didn't even take many photos. I want to send you T-shirts: Don't, don't! while vigorously shaking his head. (worried that his fans will spend money) What is your life movie? I really love Robin Williams. It's not my life movie, but I love the Dead Poets' Society. Did you really go to Alhambra? Back then, my role was really small, so I didn't really know what was going on, but (I did go to the palace? is what it sounds like.) Would you rather be 3m tall or have a 400mm shoe size? Wouldn't it be better to be tall? (what’s the point of having big feet?) Oppa don't go to the army: I have to go someday.. I still have a lot of time, and will work hard When will be our wedding? Am I getting married? (laughs) Pepsi or Coca cola: I like any cola. I'll go to the army for you: Andwae it will be hard! Although apparently it's not as hard as it used to be. Are your family members all as tall as you? Yes my family members are all tall too. What do you do on your free days? I'm a freelancer so I don't have free days. How do you keep your skin looking so young? Lancome (he's now promoting Lancome). I came here right after a Lancome event. I really like Lancome. Tell me about your bracelet: I'll ask my stylist later :P When you come to Pohang I'll guide you!: I love gwamegi! (half-dried Pacific saury) Do you like to cook? I really like to cook. I love it so much even when people tell me not to cook, I will still cook. Oppa come to my school!: Which school is that? Tell me. Although I probably won't be able to read it. (cheeky smile). I'm really mean now, aren’t I. Favourite side dish? I like them all. Mokpo: Dodosolsollalasol was filmed in Mokpo. I ate aehobak jjigae (zucchini stew) there and it was amazing. Do Vlive at home? I'll figure out how to do it! I'll learn everything today. You use black and white hearts a lot on IG, what does it mean? It's the color of my tee. Just kidding, I just choose a color of heart that goes best with the photo. How much can you drink? Should I bluff? If I'm bluffing, when I drink alone at home, about 3 bottles? Just kidding, I get drunk after about 1.5 bottles (of soju). Favourite sports: Skiing, swimming, bowling. Was it hard to use a dialect in the Battle of Jangsari? Using a dialect was really hard. Can you do an IG live? I'm scared to do live - you can't make a mistake when all of you are watching. I have to be careful. Why aren't you seen in public? I answered that earlier, you are late. LOL. Your best dish? Western food? Something like risotto? Plans to film a movie? I want to but I should get offered first. Joking. Lol. I was told off for being late (the commenter above): Haha sorry.

Best fan questions/comments:

Live as a hamster or a ham forever?

Your pimples are so cute (mistranslation, she meant 'dimples'): "I have 4 dimples."

Don't smile, you'll give me a heart attack: I'm also having a heart attack seeing so many fans. I like it (that there are many fans on the vlive) but it's also scary. So cute.

Are you a microwave? You melted my heart: You're all so witty, jjinjjaru..

I'll make money. You just cook: You're so funny..

#vlive #lee jae wook

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loneveenas · 4 years

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through the years

pairing: iwaizumi x f!reader words: 3102 rating: m for the big ending xoxo summary: a birthday series of you and hajime becoming a little closer than just bodyguard and princess.

warnings: fluff with a surprising ending in some hinted on soft-porn :)))

note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @writeiolite // @seijoh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hope you’ve had an amaaazing day!!! <33333 note2: thanks @tamcitrus @hairbleachwhore @settersloveletters for the beta!!!! always vvvv much appreciated mwah!!!

[ e i g h t ]

you open the door softly, looking around the corners of it. your eyes light up as soon as you see him.

“hajime,” you whisper a little louder than intended. “come in, quickly!” you giggled as you dragged him inside your room. “you have to take a look at all the new things i got for my birthday!”

“they’re really nice,” he told you, smiling at every new toy you showed him.

even though the two of you were four years apart from each other and hajime was a mere servant’s child in your palace, in your eyes he was your best friend.

in his, however, you were someone he’d taken a little more liking to, more than just a childhood friend should have.

[ t e n ]

“how’s school?” you ask him. the two of you are lying on your bed, staring up at the ceiling. ever since he started middle school he got so tired when coming back home. you started inviting him into your room to get some rest.

just to rest.

“school’s alright. the cook made me a delicious bento, so that was nice, i guess.”

“oh, wow. what did she make you?”

“it was just sooo good. the rice was cooked so well and oh! she even included some super yummy stewed beef.”

“woah!” you exclaimed. "were your friends jealous?”

hajime grinned. “super jealous.”

“must be nice,” you said after a while, sighing deeply. “i wish i could go to a real school too.”

while you were beginning to feel sick and tired of being homeschooled, your best friend was having a blast in the outside world. in the palace, it was just you and a different teacher every year. of course you’d get jealous of him meeting new people and seeing cooler places.

“maybe when you enter middle school you can?”

“hm… i don’t think so. i never heard mom or dad say anything about it.”

“we can still hope!” he tried.

you shook your head and pouted your lips. “i think i’ll be stuck here, hajime.”

“how was your birthday?” he asked, trying to get your mind off of what was getting you down.

he was expecting your eyes to light up, to have you tell him about your amazing birthday, but you only sighed. “it was okay, i guess.”

you had come to find your birthdays boring if they couldn’t be spent with hajime.

that had hurt him. how could a ten year old think such thoughts that were already dripping with so much concern? it was an unknown feeling to him… but then again, he was just the servant and you were the princess.

[ f o u r t e e n ]

“why can’t you just join me for our family dinner?”

hajime swallowed loudly. “i just can’t, okay?”

though you didn't notice, he had begun to find it harder and harder to stay concentrated around you. your body was growing and he just turned eighteen.

you were still fourteen and he was eighteen.

“but you could two weeks ago?”

“that was because two weeks ago it was my birthday and your parents wanted to congratulate me on becoming an adult.”

“oh,” you said, not quite understanding why he could on his own birthday, but when you asked him to come to yours, he couldn’t.

“i’m just your servant, remember?”

“not just my servant, hajime,” you bit back. “you’re my best friend and i just don’t understand why i can’t have my best friend attend my fourteenth birthday dinner. but i guess— never mind, if you don’t want to.”

you had spat out the words harsher than you’d intended to, but you were already running off to your own room. you slammed the door closed behind you, loud enough for him to hear it.

“stupid hajime,” you said, muffled into your pillow. “stupid, stupid hajime.”

[ t h e n i g h t b e f o r e f i f t e e n ]

the past year had made it clear why hajime couldn’t just have joined your birthday dinner the night you had turned fourteen.

a year later, it was becoming even more clear why the two of you couldn’t just be best friends anymore.

the second morning after you’d turned fourteen, hajime had been introduced to you as your new bodyguard.

he had lied to you.

your parents had lied to you.

your parents had forced him to go to a special training school, in order for him to be perfectly capable in protecting you in any possible situation.

tomorrow was your birthday but you just wanted to forget about it altogether. a birthday vision in which hajime wasn’t your best friend anymore didn’t exist in your mind.

you didn’t want it anymore.

you were just going to stay in your room tomorrow, for the entire day. no one — not even hajime — could try and get you out of your room.

[ s w e e t s i x t e e n ]

whoever thought of the line ‘sweet sixteen’, needed to disappear from the world. you thought it was cheesy and you didn’t want to hear it. from no one.

you also hated the fact that hajime had been right the day you turned ten. you finally convinced your parents that you needed to go to a real high school in order to really think what the people are thinking. your parents were disgusted by the thought of it first, but you kept begging for it, so much that they had to give in.

thus, you celebrated your sixteenth birthday with your new friends from high school. it wasn’t a secret that you were a princess, which is why hajime suspected them a little. he didn’t shy away from the fact that he found all of them suspicious.

you, on the other hand, brushed him off and told him he shouldn’t be such a worrywart. you could tell your friends were genuine. you were sure they were.

“do you have to follow me around the entire day?” you snapped at him, still irritated from his before mentioned suspicion.

“yes.”

“ew.”

“you can spit an ‘ew’ at me all you want, but that’s not on you to decide,” he answered. “i’m in service with your parents, so until you turn eighteen you can’t do anything about it.”

“wow, no need to be so fucking rude.”

you stared at him. you had dropped the f-bomb for the first time in front of his face. it had slipped, in all honesty, but you couldn’t care less. hajime could honestly fuck himself with his stupid dictatorship-business around you.

“just because i can’t do anything about your rude mouth doesn’t mean i’ll stop guarding you.”

“yeah, yeah,” you snapped. “just make sure you stay away far enough from me and my friends tonight. like, on the other side of the hallway, not even near my room. understood?”

“yes, your highness.”

“good.”

you turned around from him. you had had it with him. however, you couldn’t deny the stinging feeling in your chest and your head. it pained you to be talking to him like this, but somehow you just couldn’t stop running your damn mouth.

hajime, on the other hand, had walked away from you. the second he was outside of your sight, he slammed his head against the wall.

you weren’t the only one who’d been having trouble with the forced bodyguard-royal relationship you were in. you were the only one who didn’t know anything about the forced part of it, though.

two more years, he kept thinking. two more years until you were eighteen. two more until you could decide on your own if you wanted him as your bodyguard or as your best friend.

two more years.

[ s e v e n t e e n ]

in the past year, your relationship with hajime had gotten better. he’d been right about your so-called friends and you hated it.

you were heartbroken about it. just when you thought you were making some real friends outside of your palace, they came to bite you in the ass.

hajime had been there for you, though, and you had seen him in a different light again.

but still not the same light he was seeing you in.

one more year, he told himself. one more.

tonight he had come over to your room. that had been a mistake.

you were just getting changed into the new pretty dress you’d gotten for your birthday, when he walked in.

“hajime!” you yelled out, quickly covering your body with your dress.

he immediately turned around, accidentally slapping his head against the door he had just came through.

“fuck,” he cursed and you gasped. that was the first time you’d heard him drop the f-bomb in your presence.

you started laughing loudly, still covering your body. “woah, i never imagined hearing you say that.”

he rubbed his head, not having left the room yet, but with his back turned to you. “i apologize.”

“no need to,” you mumbled.

“could you repeat that?” he asked, still rubbing his head.

you slowly walked up to him. had his back always looked that broad? “have you been working out?”

"uh, yes? yeah. yeah, i have"

“interesting.”

the little hairs in his neck stood upright when he noticed you had come closer than you were before. “why is that?”

“it looks good on you,” you mumbled, placing one finger on his back and trailing it down. hajime was doing the best he could in suppressing a shiver.

“oh,” was the only thing he could say.

the blood was rushing through his veins and he could feel his heartbeat picking up. fuck.

“will you be attending the birthday dinner again?” you trailed your finger back up, smirking about the feeling of the tensed back underneath it.

“as your bodyguard, yes.”

“i see. well, if you can excuse me, i need to get ready.” you inched a little closer, moving your lips up to his ear. “unless you want to watch me get changed, of course,” you whispered, teasingly.

hajime started coughing loudly in reaction to that. “i have to go. please, excuse me, your majesty.” he didn’t even turn around to bow as he left, rushing out in a hurry.

you smirked. so you had been right.

hajime, however, couldn't get back to his own room any faster. he cursed at himself as he tried to get there without any of the other servants noticing his… state.

fuck.

one more year.

one. more. fucking. year.

[ e i g h t e e n ]

hajime stormed inside your bedroom.

“happy eighteenth birthday!” you looked up from your computer, brows furrowed. a quick glance at the clock told you it was just past midnight.

“oh my god,” you exclaimed, “already?!”

he threw himself on your bed, placed your laptop away from you and went to sit across from you.

“happy birthday,” he said again. “i don’t have your gift with me right now, but i just had to come see you as you finally turned eighteen.”

“that’s very sweet of you,” you said, smiling softly at him. he blushed softly in return.

it hadn’t gone unnoticed to you this year that hajime had started blushing more and more these past couple months every time the two of you shared a conversation.

which happened quite often, by the way.

“i… actually came to ask you something,” hajime started, fidgeting with his fingers and swallowing loudly. he was getting nervous and you were enjoying every second of it.

“ask me what?”

“do you remember what i told you the day you turned sixteen?”

“… vaguely?”

“i don’t want to be the bearer of this news but i have to. it’s nothing bad, i promise you! you just have to make the decision of choosing a new bodyguard or keeping—”

“keep you. anytime of the day, any time of the year.”

“oh.”

“yeah. so don’t ever come ask me if i’d trade my best friend for some other lousy shit who doesn’t even know how to do their job. you at least have some experience,” you said in all seriousness.

hajime couldn’t help but laugh out loud. his beautiful laugh erupted and resonated through your room. you, again, enjoyed every second of it.

“good to know,” he finally said, coming to.

“you know, since i turned eighteen, you’re going to be next to me a lot more, right?”

“right.”

“so we better start a more professional talk, then.”

“righ— ah, fuck no.” you giggled at the word. “if you only even think about us dropping any informal speech we have going on i’ll personally request your parents to fire me from being your bodyguard.”

you faked a gasp. “hajime-kun! you would never!”

“oh, shut up. as long as you’re not getting too cocky, i think we’ll be good.”

you leaned in towards him, placing your hands on either side of his knees. “oh? you don’t want the princess getting too cocky around her loyal servant? interesting. i’ll keep that in mind.”

your voice had gotten a little hoarse from leaning in, but something inside you made you much more of a daredevil in trying to seduce your bodyguard (and best friend).

[ n i n e t e e n ]

the past year you’d become much less subtle in the liking you had taken to hajime.

much less subtle. much more affectionate and seductive.

being an adult made you legal, among other things.

you knew that.

hajime knew that too.

the tension had been leading up to something. and you felt like the night you became nineteen was the perfect timing for the final explosion.

you may or may not have slipped a little note in his pocket today telling him to come up to you room.

you also may or may not have planned this entire evening out with candles and everything.

now, you were just waiting on hajime to read the note in private and actually show up tonight, as you were sitting on your bed, all donned up and ready to hunt down your prey.

t w e n t y ]

“i’m interested in you,” you said out loud.

hajime looked up from his book. “you what?”

you groaned. “you heard me. i’m interested in you. weren’t my hallway chases and requests for you to visit me in my room — which you declined most of the time — enough for you to notice?”

“i—” hajime started.

“wasn’t that night on my nineteenth birthday enough? it’s been a year and all i’ve gotten in return was some staring— and i don’t even know what to call your ‘flirting’! it didn’t do the trick for me, that’s something i know for sure.”

the limousine came to a stop and you sighed. not even giving him the time to respond.

“anyways, we’re here. make sure not to have my bags touch the floor or i will fire you.”

you wouldn’t, but it was still nice to watch him fumble about himself with that.

[ t w e n t y t w o]

“are you sure we should be doing this?” hajime whispered in your ear.

you eyed your bodyguard from the side. the road was wobbly and it was still a long way to go.

he’d definitely learned from his mistakes the past two years ago. how the two of you had managed to keep it a secret you honestly had no clue, but it still worked out. no one at the palace was questioning you asking your bodyguard to come into your presence, since that’s something the two of you had been doing ever since you were eight years old.

he was running his hand up your thigh as you were trying to unbutton his shirt.

“yeah we should. doesn’t it make it more fun and exciting either? i’m not in hair and make up yet anyway so that’s not going to be a problem.”

hajime didn’t need to hear anything else. he took his hand off your thigh and you immediately felt cold. you whimpered, and he heard it. he took your hands in his and guided you to sit on his lap. the limo seats were low enough for you not to bump your head into the ceiling. your separated legs made the skirt of your dress ride up, showing him all of your legs. he couldn’t help run his hands over the smooth flesh, moaning as both his hands finally connected with your legs again.

“so i think we have ten minutes. top,” you whispered into his ear, leaving kisses along the outline of his face. “we better get started.”

he hummed into your shoulder, moving his hands down and not bothering to take off your panties. “understood, princess,” he hissed as he wove his fingers underneath the garment and making room for his fingers to dive into your wetness. “oof, babe, already?”

“shut the fuck up,” you said, unable to suppress that well-known shiver that erupted when he called you ‘babe’.

you undid his dress shirt, showing you his bare chest. definitely liking what you saw, you moved your hands up and down his chest, making him shiver this time. you grinned, trailing your finger down, more and more until you reached his pants.

“oh?” you said. “not shying away ourselves either, are we?”

he let out a low growl as you trailed your nail over the outline of his bulge. “shut the fuck up,” said hajime this time and you smiled at him. while undoing his pants and revealing his length to your hands, you kissed him, smiling widely.

“let’s go,” you whispered into his mouth, taking his length between your hands and touching his sensitive spots. “i’m all ready as you can tell, and i think you feel the exact same way.”

if the two of you didn’t have an age gap of a little over four years, it would have made this entire situation a lot easier. then you didn’t have to fill it in in the small breaks you had or the cleared out evening schedules. if the two of you just had had an age gap of two years, maybe even less, all the pining and flirting would have gone and been a lot easier.

all previous ‘gone-wrong’ birthdays were quickly forgotten with hajime by your side. your birthday was finally a great success.

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petersspidey · 4 years

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First Time

Prompt: could you do a soft, fluffy one with Peter where you both lose your virginity and you've been dating for a while and its awkward and cute? But still a little wild? I love youuu

A/N: sooooo hope this is good guys, I literally haven’t written a fic in three years. I’m hoping you all like it. Please send me any feedback you have or send me prompts and fic ideas!! I’m happy to be back :)

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Warnings: Smut

You and Peter had been dating for a few months now, and you felt like you had hit nearly every relationship milestone … except one.

You haven't had sex yet.

You and Peter loved each other and were just waiting for the right moment. You had basically done everything else except …. That.

But it was your six month anniversary, and Peter had plans to take you out on a date to celebrate. You felt like tonight could finally be the night.

Peter picked you up at your house, and brought you flowers. He brought you to a nice Italian restaurant in Queens that May had told him about. He was the most perfect awkward gentleman.

After dessert, he paid and you walked out of the restaurant.

"Thank you for dinner Peter, it was delicious,"

"No problem. I'm glad you had a good night."

"What now?" you asked

"Maybe I could come over?" you suggested

"But it's almost 10 already your dad said to have you back at 11 and I really don't want to make you dad mad,"

You laughed, grabbed Peter's hand and started walking in the direction of Peter's apartment "Come on, Parker. It'll be fine."

"But Y/N it's 9:45, and it takes 25 minutes to walk to your place from here which means i'd get you home early, and your dad would be happy. But if we go to my place, that's a 10 minute walk and then from there we would have to leave at exactly 1040 to get you back at 11, and I don't know," he rambled

"Peter… listen to me. I am coming over to your house and we are going to hang out in your room," you winked

Peter stopped for a second

"Wait … do you mean …"

"Yes Peter," you laughed

Peter's eyes widened, grabbed your hand and started walking faster than you've ever seen him walk.

When you got back to his apartment, Peter fumbled with his keys before opening the door. When you got in May was standing in the kitchen in her Pyjamas.

"Hi guys. Did you have a good anniversary dinner?"

"We did! We're just going to …." Peter started

"We're just going to watch a movie before Peter has to walk me home." you cut in, knowing Peter wouldn't be able to come up with a good excuse.

"Ok, enjoy. I'm just going to watch some TV in my room then," May smiled.

You and Peter went into his room and he closed the door behind you.

"Sooo… how do we do this?" Peter asked.

"Oh come on Parker, don't get awkward now. You've seen me naked before. You know the steps. It's just the last step we don't really know about …" you joked

Peter laughed and moved toward you, placing his hands on your hips, pulling you toward him. He placed a gentle kiss on your lips, and you leaned into him. You deepened the kiss, running your fingers through his hair. You could feel Peter getting hard, pressing himself against you. "Can you please take off your dress" he mumbled into your lips You giggled, and stepped back from Peter, reaching behind you to unzip your dress. You pushed it off your shoulders and let it fall to the ground around your ankles. Peter just stared "wow" "You say that every time," you smiled, moving toward him again.

"I know, but you're just so beautiful,"

You both smiled into the kisses you began giving him. You began untucking his dress shirt from his pants. You pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders and down his arms. Peter placed his hands on your skin, pulling you as close as he possibly could.

You moved your hands to his chest, and began unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"You know, the quicker you take off your clothes, the sooner by bra comes off," you said

Peter's eyes widened and he quickly began unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, took off his belt, and threw his pants off.

"While that's the quickest I've ever seen you get undressed, not sure if dress socks and tighty-whiteys is a look,"

Peter quickly took his socks off and threw them across the room.

"Can you take your bra off now?"

You laughed, "A deal's a deal,"

You reached behind yourself and undid your bra clasp, letting it slide off your arms.

"Wow," Peter mumbled.

You laughed, as Peter moved toward you, and backed you up to his bed. You slid on to the bottom bunk, and Peter climbed on top of you.

He used one arm to hold himself up, and the other to gently place with your nipple as he kissed you. His hands were cold to the touch, making what he was doing feel only that much better.

You moaned into his lips, using your hands to pull him directly on top of you. You could feel his hard-on pressing against your thigh.

"I need more Peter," you begged.

Peter smiled, and began kissing down your neck, toward your breasts. As he continued moving, you quickly slipped off your underwear.

Peter began moving his hand down further until he reached your center.

"You're so wet for me baby," he smiled.

He used his thumb to slowly circle your clit, as he continued to use his tongue to circle your nipple. You moaned.

"Quiet, baby girl. We don't want to get caught,"

He knew when he called you babygirl that it turned you on even more.

"Tease" you whispered.

Peter moved his hand, and slipped a finger inside you, continuing to circle your clit. You couldn't help but moan again.

"Baby girl, what did I say?" Peter whispered, keeping eye contact with you all while slipping a second finger inside you.

He caught your moan in his lips before you could let it out.

Peter began fingering you faster circling your clit, knowing you were getting close.

You moaned his name into the kiss as you came. Peter could feel you convulsing against his fingers.

He smiled and pulled his fingers out, reaching to his nightstand to grab a tissue to wipe his hand.

You lied there, breathless, still recovering from your orgasm.

"Now for the new part?" you asked

Peter laughed and said "only if you want to,"

"Believe me, I want to,"

Peter smiled and sat still for a second.

"Are you sure you want to?" you asked him

"I do!"

"You have condoms, right?" you asked

Peter nodded and reached into his nightstand drawer grabbing one out of the box.

"Do you know how to use it? Cause I remember Ms Wilson showed us in health class how to put one on an I can help,"

Peter smiled at you, "Don't worry, I got the same presentation. I think I can figure it out,"

Peter stood up, and slipped his underwear off. He opened the condom package, and you watched him figure out how to put it on.

"I think i've got it," he said

Peter climbed back on top of you

"I'm not really sure what to do now," he admitted

"Uh, let me see,"

You grabbed his dick in your hand and slowly guided it toward your entrance. Peter pushed his hips against you, and pushed himself inside.

Peter's mouth opened in awe, "oh wow"

"Oh my god that feels good,"

You both stayed still for a moment, basking in the feeling.

"Can I try moving?" Peter asked

"Yes please,"

Peter began moving. You could feel him moving in and out of you. You were both in awe of the feeling. Peter couldn't help it, and began moving faster. Over and over, you could feel him moving in and out.

Suddenly Peter stopped moving. You could feel his dick twitching inside of you, his eyes were closed, mouth agape.

Peter slowly collapsed on top of you, you smiled and wrapped your arms around him.

"You didn't come again," Peter said, turning his head toward you.

"I know. But it felt so good. I just couldn't get there… ya know?" you admitted

"Did it not feel good? Like did I do something wrong?" Peter asked

"No! Peter you didn't do anything wrong. I just think that maybe next time I need to also rub my clit. Like when you finger me, ya know. I just need that extra bit to get me over the edge."

"Oh ok. Well I don't mind trying again," Peter joked.

"You laugh. Maybe another time Parker. We promised my dad I'd be back by 11 and it's already 10:40,"

Peter's eyes widened "oh shit, we have to go!"

Peter quickly slipped out, and off of you. He tossed the condom into the trash bin and began getting dressed. You stood up, threw on your dress and ran into the bathroom.

When you got back into Peter's room, he was dressed and ready to walk you home.

You walked out of his room, and around the corner you saw May still sitting on the couch.

You both stopped in your tracks and stared at May.

"I'm just going to walk Y/N home, it's almost her curfew,"

"Ok, walk safe," May said, not looking up from her book.

You both made your way to the door, and Peter opened it for you.

"Goodnight Y/N. I hope you guys used a condom," May shouted after the both of you.

Peter didn't process what she said until he had already closed the door. He stopped in his tracks, and turned to you.

"Did she just say what I think she said," Peter said in a high pitched voice.

"Yes she did. Worry about it later. If we don't hurry you'll have to worry about my dad,"

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neocity-sarai · 4 years

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"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 _____" 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼

❀ chapter 2: reader x haechan

❀ enemies to lovers trope

❀ alerts: fluff, tinge of angst, language, mentions of drinking, heavy making out

❀ song rec: “tokyo” by owl city ft. sekai no owari

“Love in Tokyo”

What’s the one thing that’s the most important to you? It was always your voice, of course. Since the mere age of 4, singing was your whole world. Your dad had bought you the most expensive model of a child’s karaoke machine and it soon became something that you held onto in your sleep. Holding a microphone was like second nature to you, the way the gridded pattern on the ball of your microphone felt under your fingertips surged you with excitement. You’d hold a singing show for your family members every holiday: christmas, thanksgiving, and everything in between. When you became a senior high school student, assimilating into your school’s choir group was easy for you. The teacher showered you with compliments and always requested that you’d become the shining soprano of the girls’ choir- many of which called you “teacher’s pet” or too “arrogant for your own good”. To you, you never listened to them- your dream was to join the music program at Tokyo University of the arts. And you were sure that you would do whatever it took to get there.

One day, your choir teacher had told you that she had been a longtime friend of one of the instructors at the university and was thinking of hosting a traveling showcase. During lunch, she pulled up the website on the projector as she animatedly talked about what kind of things students learned and the connections they would build. The program specialized in everything ranging from music theory to divine performance, it was like she could look inside your head and spell out your dream. That afternoon, you pushed your parents to sign the permission slip the moment you stepped foot in your house. Your dad couldn’t reign in your excitement as you squealed when his pen hit the sheet of paper. You waved the paper around in the air but you were careful enough to not rip it as your mother eyed your father from the kitchen counter happily. Your father turned to you before popping a grape in his mouth, “So, what are you most excited about?”

You spun around several times, dancing light on your feet, “To have my solo at the showcase of course! I wish you guys could be there.”

“That’s why you’ll have to facetime us before and record it so we can show everyone we know!”

You run over to your mom and dad, pressing tight kisses to their heads, “I can’t believe I’m going to Tokyo!”

3 weeks later

You scanned through your list of items on the way to the airport, not that it would matter anyway since you triple-checked everything that you stuffed in your suitcase. Your mom read the list out to you: “Wallet?”

“Check!” “Passport?” “Check!” “Tampons?” “Ugh, check!” “Toothbrush?” “Check!” “Sweets, I think you have everything.”

Of course you did. Like you said, you packed everything neatly and efficiently. Your dad had helped you unload your suitcase before you caught sight of your friend Sunny and the rest of your classmates by the check-in counter. You kissed your parents goodbye before running over to her as she yelled for you, “Y/n! over here!”

You swung your arm around her, “Sunny! Are you ready to have the best trip ever?”

She smiled at you, “Sooo ready!”

Ever since freshman year, Sunny has always stuck by your side. She was a kind yet quirky girl, she always wore daisy clips in her braided pigtails. Your classmates made fun of her perkiness which is something you never minded. When it was time to finally board your flight, you couldn’t control the insane thrum of your heart, your toes curled at the thought of being on your way to the beautiful of Tokyo. Ironically, your excitement faded away during your 13 hour flight. The air of the plane was stuffy, you were sure that you were getting air-sick, and the refreshments cart wheeled over your foot about 5 times. You were not about to puke your guts out before your first day at the dream institute you’ve longed for your whole life. The pilot announced you’d be landing soon, Sunny turned to you, “How does my face look?”

You answered her, “Uh- good?”

“Really? I think I look like a mole that's been in a burrow for 13 years, I mean, look at my under eye-bags!”

You pat Sunny on the shoulder, “You look fine, it’s okay. We all look like that.”

Suddenly, the plane starts to shake from the turbulence as you both brace yourselves into your seats- you feel bile rise in your stomach. You swallow to force it down anyway. After passing the “Welcome to Tokyo” sign, it hadn’t really sunken in yet. You craved a hot shower and some fresh clothes the minute your teacher mentioned the hotel you all would be staying at.

That’s when it hit you. Tokyo looked as if everything you dreamed it to be. You were right at the heart of Shibuya, people crossed the street in every angle possible as glowing japanese characters hung from signboards. Even though it was daytime, you could imagine how beautiful it would look in the night time. Wires were strung over every telephone pole and streetlamp, creating a web of ropes between the buildings. Even the people in Tokyo were different: from stoic businessmen with briefcases to women who darted around wearing organza skirts- the japanese animations moved across towers of screens. Your classmates oohed and ahhed at gigantic trucks that whizzed by, video game characters flashing on the sides of them. After a quick meeting about liabilities and safety protocols, the choir teacher had let you all have some free-time. You and Sunny went back to your shared room- two other girls painting their nails on the floor. You tiptoed over to your bed, accidentally knocking your classmate’s nail polish in the process, “Oh- god- I’m sorry-”

She sneers at you, “Yeah, you should be.”

You opt to lay down, scrolling through your phone for a bit. Suddenly, your classmate raises her voice, “What are you guys looking most forward to on the trip?”

You point at yourself, “Are you talking to me?”

She blows on her nails before glaring at you, “There’s four of us in here, who else would I be talking to?”

Trying to answer calmly, you say, “You go first then.”

Your classmate snickers, “I can’t wait to meet all the cute boys who go to the university. I bet there's a plethora of them.”

Her friend quirks her eyebrows up at her, “What does plethora mean?”

“It just means a lot.” She mutters under her breath, cursing at her friend. You roll your eyes to Sunny as Sunny makes a stank face at the two girls who sit on the ground. Chuckling at the sight, you’re cut off by your classmate’s voice.

“What about you, y/n?”

You reply, “Honestly, I can’t wait until we go to class and learn about music studies. I can’t wait to sing in front of them.”

Your classmate scoffs, “Studious as always. You could loosen up, you know?”

You could go on and on about how hard you’ve worked to grasp this opportunity, only part of the choir was allowed to leave for Tokyo and you weren’t about to let it slip through your fingers for some meaningless fun. You shut your mouth in contempt, letting Sunny drone about all the delicious foods she wants to try.

First day of class

Walking into your group’s classroom- you can already tell how remotely different it is from your classroom tucked away in your high school. The room is a lecture hall that could seat hundreds of university students as various instruments were propped up against the corner of the room. There’s a platform where the professor sits at, a skinny japanese man who thumbs through various piles of sheet music. When the rest of us are seated, university students come piling in as they jostle each other through the doorway. You make eye contact with a boy who enters the room first, his friends hitting him on the back. Your breath hitches in your throat at the sight of such a boy, his eyes are smoked with iridescent highlights, and his hair is a chestnut color accented with violet streaks that shade his eyes slightly. He wears a red bomber jacket, his ripped black jeans tightly wrapping his long legs. Oh god, were you staring? Averting your eyes, the boy winks at you playfully before taking a seat in the aisle in front of you. You hear Sunny whisper in your ear, “Who was that? Did he just wink at you?”

“No, I think he just had something in his eye.”

You don’t expect him to turn around, “You guys must be the choir group that prof told us about, right?”

You and Sunny stare at each other before you respond to him with a burst of confidence, “That’s right. We’re here to learn about music.”

The skinny japanese man stands up on the platform before adjusting his microphone, “And you have come to the right place.”

The boy in front of you whispers at you both, “The name’s Haechan, baby.”

When he turns around to the front, you find yourself interested by this stranger’s behavior. Is this what university is like? Enjoying the lecture couldn’t even begin to describe what you felt. You remembered how you intently listened to the professor talk about music structures and societal conformities and how you talked Sunny’s ear off about it all through lunch. Meanwhile, your classmates and most of the university students had dozed off in their seats. When it was the end of class, your choir teacher had hugged the professor tightly before turning to face the class.

The professor speaks, “As you all may know, my good friend Barbra Lenor has come to Tokyo to teach her students about the art of music. I hope you treat them with respect and kindness. Haechan, Jaemin, and Chenle, you will be responsible for showing them around in exchange for extra credit.”

Haechan flashes a thumbs up to his professor, “Really, sir?”

You hear the boy called Chenle look at Haechan, “I was supposed to join the fortnite tournament tonight..”

The professor laughs at them, “ Haechan, extra credit couldn’t hurt. Chenle, find another time.”

“Class dismissed!”

After you and Sunny gather your belongings into your book bags, Haechan and his two friends stand by your desks as they gaze you up and down. You feel strangely curious yet skeptical. Your mother had always trusted you not to trust college boys- Haechan fit the perfect description of a boy anyone would tell you to watch out for. He radiated overconfidence, cockiness? Haechan scoffs at you, putting one hand at the corner of the table, “Listen girls, we’re very busy people and we won’t have time to do much. You’ll have to follow as we say.”

You narrow your eyes at him, “Why would we have to do that? If you don’t want to, don’t force yourself because god forbid that you would have to.”

A mischievous smirk graces Haechan’s plush lips, he cocks up his eyebrow, “Huh interesting, when are you both free?”

Before you can refuse once more, your two roommates saunter over. Despite being in the same choir for 3 years, you never got to know their names until now. The taller girl was named Sara and her shorter friend- Chloe. Sara was also someone who seemed to fit that image of “a cat-like queen” who checked herself in the mirror every 6 seconds and her friend, Sara’s vessel to push around yet still stuck with her. Sara runs a hand through her brunette hair, “We’re free tomorrow after lecture, what do you say?”

You see Haechan scan Sara with his fiery eyes, licking his lips in the process. You grimace at the action, wondering if anyone had noticed. Haechan nods to you all, “It’s a deal ladies.”

Within the first thirty minutes of the next day’s lecture, you did not wake up to expect that you’d engage in an argument with none other than Haechan. The professor had begun a lecture topic about the ways in which music could be interpreted. He played you a love song from some famous japanese film you had no clue about, still, you explained how hard it would be to understand music in a different language. Haechan countered you by saying that music in different languages is the definition of diversity and that you weren’t trying hard enough to understand it. Before you could refute him, you wanted to wipe the smug grin that was plastered on Haechan’s voice as he chuckled devilishly. The professor stopped you both from continuing, saying that you both brought up good points but missed the central message entirely. You grumbled to Sunny all throughout class. What gave Haechan the right to show off when you had just wanted to learn from others? You doubted that Haechan was at the university to learn anyway. After class, Haechan laughed in your face, “How’s it feel to be scolded by Professor Hinama?”

You roll your eyes at him, violently shoving your books into your bag, “Can it, Haechan. You got scolded just as much as I did.”

‘Yeah, but I’m used to it so it doesn’t get under my skin like it does to you.” You wanted to punch his pretty, perfect face. You felt the tension in your heart swell angrily when Haechan asks, “You guys still on for city-seeing tonight?”

You scoff at him, “As if I’d go with you.”

Sunny begins to clutch your arm as she squeals, “Come on! This is the perfect opportunity to see the city! We have to go!”

You motion to Sara, Chloe, and Sunny, “You guys can go ahead without me, I’m gonna work on my piece for the showcase.”

Sara laughs in a superficial manner, “Fine by me- the better honestly.”

“I won’t go if y/n doesn’t.”

Your eyes widen at Haechan’s statement, “Excuse me?”

“You heard me, you have to come with us.”

“But why?”

“Because you’ll spend your whole time here working. You need to loosen up a little.”

The last part of his statement burns in your brain. You were sick of people calling you uptight just because you wanted to chase your dreams and had real goals. It made you especially annoyed when Haechan said it. You were never this bothered. You didn’t want him to be right.

You answer him, “Fine. Be at our hotel by 7.”

“Yes, scary lady.”

You fight the urge to slash Haechan in the neck, he had Jaemin and Chenle to do that for him.

7 PM.

When 7 PM. rolled around, you had chosen a nice outfit no matter what Haechan and his friends had planned for you. Your mother helped you find your own fashion style, something that you’re deeply grateful for. You opted to wear tight-fitting jeans and a lilac off the shoulder top, silver crystals hung off your ear lobes. Sara clicked her tongue at you, “Wow, y/n, you’ve got style- I give you that.”

You nod at her, “Thanks.”

When Haechan and the boys arrive, you notice that they had taken the dress code just as seriously as you girls had. Haechan wore the same black jeans from before but opted for a matte leather jacket that was littered in gold chains. Jaemin wore shorts with a nice navy blue dress shirt, Chenle opting for a street style look as a white bucket hat shielded his eyes. Haechan moves closer to you, “Wow, miss uptight cleans up nice.”

Rolling your eyes at him, you huff, “I guess the same could go for you.”

Throughout the night, you found yourself enjoying running around Tokyo more than you had expected. The boys had taken you all to a three-story ramen restaurant that was insanely cheap- you couldn’t get enough of Haechan’s teasing when you powered through two bowls loaded of noodles. First, you hit Akihabara which was a neighborhood that was known as the electronic and video game part of the city as humongous robots suspended over taito gaming cafes. Tokyo seemed even more like a fantasy at night, you all would rush onto the subway right before it would leave- out of breath as you leaned back in your seats. Every hour, there was more to see: you went shopping in a nine story mall in Shinjuku, took photos with lolita girls in Omotesando alley, and picked up street-food in Mitaka. By the time you looked at your watch, it was already 1 am. Sunny kept complaining how her heels were hurting her feet so you had decided to do a more laid-back activity. Jaemin led you all to a small karaoke bar in the center of Kabuki-cho where colorful lights blurred in your vision. You felt like you were high on life, glowing sign boards dripped colors of electric blue and cherry reds as you skipped along the street. When you all finally got your private karaoke room, Haechan started to buzz over a waitress. He whispered some japanese words that none of you but his friends understood- the waitress came back with several sparkling glasses on a tray. She sent them down in front of you, you gulped it down for how much your throat hurt. Hiccuping, you and Sunny set the flutes down, you were hit with a sudden realization, “That was alcohol wasn’t it?”

Haechan leans back in his chair comfortably, spreading his legs on the cushion, “Sure was. Have fun.”

In normal circumstances, you never would ever think to drink a drop. Somehow, tonight seemed different and you weren’t about to let your friends get farther than you. Several flutes of sparkly liquids later, you couldn’t see straight. Everything felt like a psychedelic fever dream, faces laughing into yours as you danced on the couch or you belted into the microphone with Chenle.

Standing on the couch, you felt yourself lose balance, your legs wobbling from the effects of the alcohol. You fell, your butt landing on Haechan’s lap. You did the unthinkable- you booped Haechan’s nose with the tip of your finger, you said, “Hello, idiot.”

He held you, his arms wrapped around your waist, “Idiot? Don’t you think you’re talking about yourself?”

Your words slurred together, “Uh huh, yeah, nope, no, you’re a bully sir.”

You take a mental note of the slit in Haechan's eyebrow as he raises his brow at you, “Bully?”

Shoving a finger at his chest, you continue on, “You’re so mean- I just got here and I yeah, I you’re so mean to me in class- you don’t even know me that well.”

“Y/n, I know you’re tough so that’s why I do it.”

“You know, bully, I was upset about being scolded today- how could you bully me?”

Suddenly, Haechan’s expression turns sad, “You were?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t mean to make you feel that way, I-”

You shush him by pressing the pad of your finger to his lips, “Do you have a girlfriend?” You can’t even hear yourself anymore.

Haechan shakes his head, “I’ve never had one.”

You burst out into laughter, your skin feeling hot from Haechan’s fingers grazing the skin by your hip, “Whaaat? You? A playboy who doesn’t care about music at all and winks at strangers?”

Haechan’s frame stiffens, “Is that how you see me?”

Before you can answer, you laugh into Haechan’s shoulder as if his touch is your narcotic, “I don’t feel good but I do-”

The moment ends when he pushes you off his lap, placing a hand on your thigh, “Okay, time to get you home.”

You hear Sunny and Sara whine, Sara clings on to Jaemin’s arm, “Not yet!!”

Haechan stands as he tells Chenle and Jaemin to watch Sara, Chloe, and Sunny, urging them to stay longer. He lifts you bridal style, your arm slung around his neck, “I’m taking you home.”

You still protest by slapping his chest in which he had to deal with the whole train ride back. When you make it up to your room, Haechan sets you down on your bed before tucking the comforter over your body. With alcohol still running in your veins, you grab a hold of his palm, “Can you stay a bit?”

“I thought I was a bully.”

“You are but I don’t hate you.”

Haechan cards his free hand through the tufts of his hair, his face illuminated in the dim light. From that angle, Haechan looks ethereal. He stares down at you with dark eyes, his lips pursed with amusement, “That’s nice to hear.”

He sits on the ground by your head, his hand still intertwined with yours. You don’t know why this question eats up at you, why it even affects you. You whisper to him from under the covers, “Haechan, what do you even go to Tokyo university for?”

He looks at you with softened eyes, his lips pressed into a thin line, “You know, I think you’ve got the wrong idea about me.”

“How so?”

“As a kid, my dream has always been to enter a celebrity training program in Seoul. I’m not that good to be so high level yet so my parents sent me to study in Tokyo first.”

Suddenly, you feel incredibly sober. You sit up on your bed, the cover falling away, “Really? Aren’t those programs really hard physically and mentally?”

He nods, his fingers picking at his chin, “If it wasn’t a challenge, people wouldn’t become asia-based singers. I haven’t given up yet.”

You stare at him in awe, his voice hard with determination and strength, “Wow, I had no idea.”

“What about you?”

You answer him, “I’m my choir’s lead soprano. Like you, I feel like I was destined to sing. My dream is to study here in Tokyo and then balance singing with becoming a music professor.”

Haechan muses, “I’m not surprised, you’re a bright girl. I’ve seen your passion for music, the way you talk with confidence in class. It’s amazing.”

You feel a blush creep up your neck and your cheeks at his compliment, you clear your throat, “Do you write?”

“I do, I’ve been working on my own piece for the showcase.”

Haechan goes silent for a moment before he whips out his phone from his pocket, “Do you write?”

“Of course.”

“I-uh- I’ve been stuck on one verse for a while and I was wondering if you could help me?”

When you look at Haechan’s sparkling eyes, you sense his uncertainty. You sense his conflict. You nod at him, ushering him to read you his song. When he does, you see a different light in Haechan. You take note of the way he taps his foot into rhythm, humming and clicking his tongue to illustrate the flow of the song. You see the makings of an artist. He’s just like you. When he’s done, he looks up at you, “So, this part- here. I’m stuck.”

Immediately, you snap your fingers to the beat as you scat to the song, “I think you should add a b chord here and a f sharp chord there. I think it would highlight the chorus well like playing down the notes before the bridge.”

Haechan scribbles your comments onto his phone, his finger gliding all over the screen. He pauses before ad-libbing the song once again, your advice in account. All of a sudden, he jumps up from his chair before attacking you into a bear hug on to your bed.

“Oh my god, y/n, you did it! My song is done!”

Staring at him with wide eyes, you rest your hands on his shoulders, “Congratulations, Haechan.”

Without a moment to spare, Haechan leans forward to crash his lips onto yours. You pull back in surprise, eyeing him with affirmation. Haechan pins your wrists to the wall as you press your back flat against the wall, allowing him to kiss you fervently. You shiver from the way your lips mold over Haechan’s, his hands intertwined with yours against the wall. Slowly, Haechan drags his lips down to the hollow of your neck, he presses burning kisses to your skin. You sigh with pleasure, a whimper coming from your lips when he straddles your lap. You hear him grunt when you release his hand and press your hand to the back of his neck. He pulls away briefly to look at you, “I’ve never felt this way with anyone before.”

You gaze at him, his eyes half-lidded and drunken of the feeling of your touch, “Me neither.”

He lets his leather jacket fall to the floor before lifting the hem of his white tee over his head. You pause at the sight of him being shirtless in front of you, you drag your fingers across the toned muscle of his chest and his stomach. He’s not extremely ripped but he’s not without muscles either. You hear Haechan’s breathing get heavy when he places his hand over yours. Your bodies are extremely hot now, the temperature rising when Haechan bites your bare shoulder. You whine, feeling the fabric slowly slipping down from your shoulders. You resort to taking it off entirely, it lands by Haechan’s jacket on the floor. When he sinks his teeth into the area near your collarbone, you let out a yelp only for Haechan to whisper in your ear, “Baby, you can’t be too loud.”

You decide to try something new by tugging Haechan’s hair back before pressing your lips to his neck. He laughs at your attempt to be stronger than him, stroking your cheek when you pout, “Don’t laugh at me! See, this counts as bullying!”

He shakes his head before allowing you to pepper kisses down his chest, your hair looped around his fingers. Becoming impatient, he raises your chin to meet his lips again as his tongue parts through your mouth causing you to squeeze his hip bone from the reaction. He wraps his hand around the curve of your thigh, his nails digging into the fabric of your jeans. He starts to whisper in your ear, “I think I’m-”

Before he can finish his sentence, you hear your friends’ voices echoing from down the hall. You push him off you, “oh shit!”

He laughs as he watches you to scramble to put your shirt on. When you do, you turn to see Haechan who isn’t moving at all. He sits on your bed, his shirt and jacket still on the floor, “What are you doing?! They’re coming?!”

He gives you a playful smirk, “And?”

It’s too late. The girls walking in see Haechan shirtless on your bed, red marks all over both of your necks. Sunny gasps the loudest, “Were we interrupting? Oh sorry- jesus-”

Sara and Chloe smirk beside her. You grab Haechan by the arm, pressing his t-shirt and jacket to his chest, “Get out!”

Haechan stammers over his words, clutching his clothes against his body, “Wait- I -Hold on-”

You slam the door in his face, “We have class tomorrow, go home already!”

“Come on, y/n! We were just-”

“I said go home Haechan!”

You hear him waddle away, Sunny and you roommates scampering into bed. You turn off the light, laying back into your pillow- your thoughts plagued with heated moments of Haechan’s lips on yours, blushing at the thought of what could’ve been if you weren’t interrupted.

Your next couple weeks were memories made with your new friends along with Haechan, especially Haechan. You and Haechan made it some secret game to sneak around when your professors and classmates weren’t looking, ransacking the bread stand during lunch. You snuck up on to the roof, Haechan’s warm hand enclosed in yours as he draped his uniform jacket around your shoulders. He’d giggle at your dumb jokes, resting his head on your lap as you’d run your fingers through his coffee-stained hair. It felt like bliss, breathing the cold Tokyo air- alone with a boy who still didn’t cease his teasing during class. You didn’t mind it as much anymore, knowing that Haechan wouldn’t say words with bad intentions. Professor Hinama had scolded you both because Haechan kept trying Chenle to pass you notes that he wrote you, lines of cheesy poems comingled with some crude insults about how you had bedhair or how your breath smelled bad. Of course, you wouldn’t let him win so easily. One night, Haechan decided to take you to a arcade in Shibuya, it was a night that was to be written in the books. Haechan raided you tokens, shoving them into the claw machine because you told him you thought the stuffed bear in the case looked like him. He was determined to win it for you no matter how much you screamed at him for wasting your tokens on one game. You both danced together on the rainbow-colored pad of dance revolution, Haechan pushing you over so you would lose. He might’ve won then but he was not to beat you at mario kart. You concentrated on the spinning track, surging past the finish line at 1st place as Haechan pouted at you, begging for another try. You shook your head, “I won fair and square, end of story.”

“But, y/n, I was distracted!”

“Sucks to suck, doesn’t it?”

Haechan continues to whine at you, you pull him into a hug, “Let’s go play another game!”

By the end of the night, Haechan finally managed to win you that stuffed bear- a souvenir of the newfound feelings you two shared, the fondness of each other.

Many nights were filled with city outings with your friends. Once, Jaemin tried to balance a teppanyaki stick on his nose was Sara and Sunny recorded him at the same time. Little flashbacks of when Haechan grabbed your hand, your friends darting out of the restaurant in order to prank Chenle who was a poor boy who was just in the bathroom, his confused face making you all laugh. It was the little moments and the memory of staring up at Haechan’s bright eyes amongst the colorful lights that made you wish you could stay in Tokyo forever.

Day of the showcase

If you could see inside yourself, you were sure that you could see your nerves bouncing around- darting back and forth in your stomach. You and Haechan spent the last week practicing your pieces- sometimes he would lie to you, claiming that he needed help on averse but pressed a firm kiss to your lips when you leaned in close. You hit his arm, “What if someone walks in?!”

Haechan raises an eyebrow at you, “They should enjoy the show.”

You shove him off his chair before he attacks you with more pecks all over your face, your cheeks tinged with a shade of pink. Once you both were confident in your skills, time seemed to fast forward to the day of the showcase. That evening, you slipped on your favorite dress that your mother packed in your suitcase before you left. Sunny and Sara helped do your hair and your makeup as you wished them luck on their performances.

Walking into the auditorium, it was like everything you dreamed of. It was a grand hall that glowed golden as red, cushioned seats lined the room, a stage at the center under the spotlight. You made your way backstage, thumbing your flashdrive anxiously as your heart beat out of your chest. Was it getting hard to breathe? You felt a sigh of relief when Haechan trotted up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, “We’ve worked hard, we got this.”

You nod at him, playing with his fingers in the process when you both take your positions in line. Watching from backstage, it’s just as beautiful as watching in the audience. You got to see what each student felt before they stepped out into the light and how they felt after the standing ovations. When it was Haechan’s turn, he straightened his satin tie, giving your hand one last squeeze. You felt your breath hitch in your throat when Haechan sat at a grand piano, his back faced away from the audience. He sighs before meeting your eyes, “This is a special piece I wrote when I was searching for my purpose. Someone has taught me the meaning of music and why I do it- why it connects people.”

You smile when he winks at you as he starts the ballad he had first showed you. The spotlight dims into a shade of periwinkle blue and the screen on the floor blooms as an ivory lily under Haechan’s feet. The whole time you practiced, you admitted how you adored the rawness of his voice. This was on an entirely different level. The way he raised his head when he belted the high notes or the way he would scrunch his nose with emotion made your heart swell. The cheers were ear-deafening, people threw a few flowers at him when he finished. Making his way backstage, he pressed a firm kiss to your lips before gazing at you, “You’ll do amazing.”

Walking past him, you take your place on the center of the stage- the spotlight changing into the rosy pink. You felt a weight sink into your chest. Why were there that many people? You never usually got stage fright, your legs wobbled with anxiety. You looked to the side, Haechan leaned on the stage beam as he nodded at you. Taking a deep breath, you let yourself go. You sang harder than you ever did before, your heart soared every time you remembered your family, friends, and Haechan as the words fell from your lips. When you were done, the crowd screamed for you. Feeling a sense of pride, you bowed to them- your dress basking in the pink spotlight.

The show finished with outstanding performances, each one had a different genre and a unique voice to go with their performances. Haechan lifted you in the air, spinning you as your classmates (now friends) tackled you with happiness. You all felt a sense of achievement, an experience that seemed the most valuable in the world. That was until a tall asian woman dressed in a white suit motioned Haechan over. You watched as he gave you a look of confusion- in your heart, you knew what she was about to say. You didn’t have to hear her words to know. Running back to you, Haechan down-played his enthusiasm of getting a scout letter to Seoul, Jaemin and Chenle pulling it out of his hands to read it. Of course, you were happy for him. Did you have a right to stop someone from chasing their dreams in exchange for your short-lived crush? No. You wouldn’t if he had stopped you. Without hesitation, you wrap your arms around his waist as you whisper to him, “My flight leaves back to the states tomorrow morning.”

You physically feel his body sink with disappointment as he peeled you off his body, “Can’t you just stay here?”

You sweep his hair behind his ear, caressing his cheek, “You’ll be in Seoul, you should take this opportunity to fulfill your dreams and I- well, home is back there..”

Haechan hesitates, stammering over his words, “I-I don’t even know if I-I’m sure about Seoul. What if I can’t? What if-”

You press a lingering kiss to his cheek, “You’ve shown me you’re capable. I know you can.”

Haechan buries his face into your shoulder hastily, you freeze when you hear Haechan let out a sob. All you can do is rub his back comfortingly.

When you head back to the hotel with the girls, Haechan, Jaemin and Chenle make sure to see you before driving to the airport. A tear falls from your cheek, taking in the last few breaths of the sweet air of Tokyo- the city that would always hold a special place in your heart. Haechan pulls you in for one last hug before whispering in your ear, “Promise me you won’t give up on you dreams either.”

Smiling at him, you say, “You won’t see me doing that.”

He presses a kiss to your temple, “You’ll always be the first one to me. No matter what the future is, you’ll always be the first.”

A tear slips down your cheek, you wipe it away quickly, “Thank you. Thank you for everything.”

As your taxi bus drives down the narrow road, you and the girls press your faces against the back window, the three boys pretending to run after the bus. You meet eyes with Haechan, a bright smile on his face as he waves you one last farewell.

Bonus:

Years later

“Hey! y/n! Get downstairs, you’ll be late for school!”

“I’m up!”

Running down the stairs, you slip your jacket over your shoulders before taking a seat at your dining table. You hear your father’s radio playing, a beautiful voice drifting from the small box.

“What’s that song dad?”

Your dad sets down his newspaper, a grin plastered on his face, “I don’t know but some new band released this gem! I can’t stop listening to it!”

You pull out your phone to shazam the song, a profile of a band swiping up on your screen. You don’t believe your eyes. You hold your breath for a moment, Haechan’s photo rotates on the app.

“Do you know them?”

Smiling at your dad, you say, “Something like that.”

In your mind, you’re proud of him. He finally achieved his dream.

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incorrectly-quoted-queers · 4 years

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Tagged by @corylion :) Will happily tag @thenorsiest @sporkandpringles @theamazingdearheart and @funky-little-vulcan but literally anyone do it please these are just some peeps off the top of my head <3

This is a fun goofy long post soooo.... enjoy!

1. What is the color of your hairbrush?

I have... three.. but my main one is zebra print

Oh, high school days and my obsession with it

2. A food you never eat?

Animal flesh

...

Though that implies i eat human flesh, i more meant I’m a vegetarian who eats dairy and eggs, just not meat haha

3. Are you typically too warm or too cold?

Literally depends on the season. Winter? Always too cold. Summer? Always too hot. I have a very fickle internal temperature.

4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?

Eating eggs and watching a Darkkmane video with my dog and SO

5. What is your favorite candy bar?

OOOOOOHHHH toss-up between Kit-Kat’s and Reese’s Cups

I’m a chocolate deviant

6. Have you ever been to a professional sporting event?

Yes. And I spent all of it in my dad’s business box watching Flash Gordon

7. What was the last thing you said out loud?

“Next time we go to the store, if I get a white onion, you better know I hold grudges and you’ll be eating that taco” (-_- don’t ask)

8. What is your favorite ice cream?

Moose Tracks (but I adore ice cream so all of it’s amazing)

9. What was the last thing you had to drink?

Good old H20

10. Do you like your wallet?

It’s this phone case wallet that’s teal and covered in bicycles. I love it and have had it for like 8 years so I’d say it’s pretty badass

11. What was the last thing you ate?

I just put a peanut into my mouth before typing this sooo.... that

12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend?

I don’t really buy clothes all that often. Most all of my clothes are from high school/college or a oh so daring shopping spree I went on last summer just to update some of my worst wardrobe peices (and buy overalls. Overalls are the best)

13. The last sporting event you watched?

A League of Legends Clash tournament....?

14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?

Either plain butter or Red Velvet

15. Who was the last person you sent a text message to?

To the SO. I was being tired and annoyed so when I was trying to sleep and he walked out of the room and left the light on I just texted him “Light??” and then he kindly turned it off.

16. Ever go camping?

YES! I never did as a kid but my SO and I love the great outdoors. Our best vacation together was going cross country and camping at a bunch of different landmarks. Now we live in a house in the forest and it’s like we live in a cabin and I love it <3

17. Do you take vitamins?

Yep! Multivitamin every morning.

18. Do you go to church every Sunday?

The only church services I’ve been to are funerals and that one time when I was struggling emotionally and tried to join my friend’s church.

But then they joked about homosexuality being the work of the devil soooo I dipped

19. Do you have a tan?

Absolutely not. I’m actually sun sensitive and have to wear hats in the summer to keep my head safe. I am a pale bitch for life

20. Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza?

HMMMMM hard call. Probably Chinese Food. Family pizza night every week is really awesome and i love it, but Chinese Food is delicious. (And fried sweet and sour tofu can take all my money)

21. Do you drink your soda with a straw?

Noooooo! I don’t even drink soda. But I do have a metal, reusable straw for my giant water container :)

22. What color socks do you usually wear?

Blue? All my socks are patterned, multi-colored ones so it’s never the same. Today I’m wearing ones with penguins on them, and the penguins have scuba gear on.

23. Ever drive above the speed limit?

My first time ever driving I went way over the speed limit.

24. What terrifies you?

Driving.

Also the state of our world and how hard it is to be a creative in it, especially when that’s what I want to do with my life, but hey. I’m not dead i guess

25. Look to your left what do you see?

My other monitor, my computer glasses, my phone, a face mask, head phones, writing gloves, water, and 2 dark chocolate pretzels.

26. What chore do you hate?

Dog yard clean-up (obvious reasons)

27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?

Ummm... they’re from Australia I guess?

28. What is your favorite soda?

I cannot drink soda for my health, but when I take the time to de-carbonate it, root bear, easy

29. Do you go into a fast food place or just hit the drive through?

Neither really. I cook almost everything. But I guess the very rare times I do, we always go in

30. Who was the last person you talked to?

My dog (SO before that)

31. Favorite cut of beef?

None. Veggie gal :)

32. Last song you listened to?

The Weight of Us- Sanders Boehlke

33. Last book you read?

The Testaments- Margaret Atwood

34. Favorite day of the week?

Wednesdays are normally pretty nice, but Saturday is also great

35. Can you say the alphabet backwards?

Yeah but I don’t wanna

36. How do you like your coffee?

Hmmm when it’s tea or hot chocolate instead

37. Favorite pair of shoes?

My blue converse

38. At what time do you usually go to bed?

11-ish

39. At what time do you normally get up?

7:30

40. What do you prefer - sunrises or sunsets?

Sunset. Nights are my favorite

41. How many blankets are on your bed?

Oh my... my SO and I do not share blankets, and our dog has his own. Right now it’s summer so only 4, but in winter we have upwards of 7-8.

42. Describe your kitchen plates?

We have these navy blue, tan, and gray plates that I absolutely love. They remind me of midnight waves crashing onto a beach. Obviously they are just straight lines across the plate, not actual waves, but they are awesome I love them

43. Do you have a favorite alcoholic beverage?

Nooooo not on my health plan

44. Do you play cards?

Yes! We have several decks, but my favorite are the zombie cards

45. What color is your car?

No car. No color. But SO’s car is red

46. Can you change a tire?

Nope

47. What is your favorite province?

UHHHH I assume this isn’t US because we don’t have provinces, but I’ll translate it to states. Just objectively, Michigan because I live here. But i also really adore Washington.

48. Favorite job you ever had?

Probably writing tutor or Communcations aide. I liked doing a wide breadth of writing stuff in my job, and I also enjoyed helping people.

49. How did you get your biggest scar?

Embarrassing. I was on blood thinners because I had a clotting disorder, so I scraped my arm against a door and even though it wasn’t that deep, it bled for hours. I have an inch scar there now.

50. What did you do today that made someone happy?

Made my SO watch a funny video in bed, offered eggs to an internet friend, and gave my sweet doggo a peanut :)

#long post #answers #my answers #share #tag #50 questions #Takes a minute #Meant to be editing #whoops #fun questions

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thisismyjourney2022 · 4 years

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“I want what I am made of returned to me”

So it’s been about 2 months since my last post. I’ve been trying to gather my thoughts and feelings for the past 2 weeks to write this entry.

Since being home in the quarantine, my mental health has been struggling a bit. The first 2 weeks I had major anxiety(like I’m sure 99.9% of the world was experiencing). I still did some workouts. Luckily, the coaches at our gym were holding live ZOOM sessions for our workouts 3x a day.

I’ve been having such a hard time sleeping. I’m up until 2,3 sometimes 4am because my body just won’t shut down. So I’ve been binge watching a lot of My 600lb Life. It has been hitting home for me, and each episode makes me more sad than the last.

Since being home, my eating took a drastic change. I have no one to blame but myself. Our house has always had chips and snacks and soda in it, but I have prided myself over the last 14 months since I started my journey, of how mentally strong I was that I haven’t caved with the junk food.

Well, that pride has now turned to anger and disgust towards myself.

Since the last week of March, I have gone back 100 steps. I’ve always had people telling me that I can allow myself to treat myself every once in a while, in terms of eating certain things. That realistically, never having a treat for the rest of my life, probably wasn’t going to happen. But I would always respond, “No, I’m okay” even though deep down I really wanted it. I was mentally(at the time) strong enough to push all those cravings and feelings aside so that I didn’t end up to how I was a year and a half ago.

Things began to unravel for me about 4 weeks ago. My family made popcorn one night and the bowl was sitting next to me. In the past year I have been able to ignore it and not feel tempted, but that night I couldn’t. I kept thinking in my head a handful isn’t going to throw me off. Little did I know, that would be the beginning to my end.

That handful of popcorn, lead to 2 handfuls of popcorn. Which in turn led to me making a bag for myself the next night. The following day, my family talked about having an ice cream social night. Something family oriented to do with my niece. I was nervous because I haven’t had ice cream in over a year, and I know that chocolate is one of my evils.

That week, because of the talk of ice cream, my cravings to have it were kicking in full force. I said out loud how I wanted ice cream, and my dad said that he had sugar free ice cream in the freezer. The thought of sugar free ice cream was gross. I would be missing out on what made it delicious. But my cravings became relentless. So I went and put myself some ice cream, but to make it even more delicious I added some chocolate syrup. The first bite after not having it for over a year was the most delicious bite I’ve ever had.

A few days later, my one sister made chili dip with the tostitos scoops. I didn’t think twice, I put some on a plate, but a handful of chips on my plate and started eating. My one sister came up to me and went, “I’m surprised you’re eating that.” I became super defensive and said, “If you see me eating something, there is not reason for you to make a remark. Just leave me alone.”

I knew right then and there I was in trouble.

Over the next few weeks, my cravings and desire were out of control. But I couldn’t stop myself. I still haven’t been able to stop myself.

We had hershey kisses from my mom’s birthday pinata and I went 1 whole week without touching them, so I decided I would treat myself to a few. A few turned into 10, which turned into 10 more, etc.

My dad mentioned something to me about how my working out had slowed down, and he’s been noticing chocolate wrappers near where I was sitting. I just looked at him, shrugged my shoulders and went, “I don’t know.”

I’ve had ice cream about 10x, with sprinkles, and chocolate chips, and hersheys chocolate syrup. Everytime I took a bite, I felt excited and happy. It was like I had just taken a drug and I was on my high. Which, in reality I did. junk food was my drug, Every bite tasted better than the last and I couldn’t wait for my next bite.

I would wait until everyone went upstairs and I would come out of my room and put myself a bowl.

I took a half full back of Doritos into my room and within 5 minutes the whole bag was gone. I kept the empty back in my room for a few days because I was too ashamed to throw it out in the garbage because I didn’t want anyone to see.

I would then go back and eat some chocolate chip cookies and oreos. Which have always been my weakness. I started hiding and sneaking my snacks.

One night I went to get some, and I started to panic because I couldn’t find the box of cookies. OMG did someone eat all of them? What am I going to do? After 5 minutes of sheer panic because I couldn’t find the cookies, I finally found them on a different shelf.

One night, I tried 3x to get the cookies, but everytime I went into the kitchen my sister was there and I didn’t want to take them out in front of her. I thought if no one sees me, then it doesn’t count. I can pretend in my head that is isn’t happening and I am still doing a good job.

I would eat donuts in my room and I remember my brother knocking on my door, and I in sheer panic, covered my paper towel with the donuts so that he wouldn’t see.

Last night, was probably one of the hardest night. I put myself another bowl of ice cream.I went into the kitchen to get water, and saw my sister make some fresh guacamole with chips. It sounded so good. So when I finished with my ice cream, I went and put myself a bowl of quac and chips.

An hour later I was sooo hungry, so I went back into the kitchen and put myself something to eat. It was around 11-11:30. My dad came down to get something and he saw me putting something to eat. He said, “Chrissie, what’s going on. You’ve been doing so good. I don’t want you going back to where you were.” I just shrugged my shoulders and didn’t say anything.

I couldn’t sleep at all last night so I was up all night thinking. Which is never a good thing for me. I thought about all the time I wasted in the past 4 weeks. How I thought I was so mentally strong, when really I was just fooling myself. How I don’t deserve any of the good. How right now in this moment of time, the taste of the junk food, made me so happy.

The reason I wrote this entry, is because I need to be honest with myself and for everyone who has been on my side and on my team since the beginning of this journey.

It is HARD. This is REAL LIFE. This is me being completely open and vulnerable, and honest with the choices I have decided to do the past 4 weeks.

This is a daily struggle. A minute to minute struggle. I need to go back and remind myself my WHY and the reasons behind WHY I started this journey and what I want for MYSELF. Because right now I am the ONLY one who can decide those things.

I just hope I figure it out really soon.

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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years

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Have you ever lived in a mobile home?: Nope. Have you ever had your bedroom in a basement?: No. Do you think it would be cool to have a lion as a pet?: Uh, no. What do you think about those little dogs that ride in purses and strollers?: Please don’t treat your pets like accessories or toys. How many times in the past week have you eaten fast food?: 3 or 4 times.

In the house - shoes, socks, slippers or bare feet?: Socks. Do you consider dogs inside or outside pets?: My doggos have always been inside pets. Do you read books for pleasure?: Yes. What’s your favorite piece of furniture in your house?: My bed. Have you ever had a crush on a friend’s parent?: No. Do you prefer carbonated or uncarbonated drinks?: Non-carbonated. Favorite thing that you can see up in the sky?: Stars. Would you like it if they sold disposable undies in a pop up box?: Uh, no.

French fries. Yay or Nay?: Yay. Which of your friends has the most annoying sibling?: I don’t have any friends. Wood floors or carpet?: My house has tile and carpet. I love wooden floors, though. Would you rather eat at the table or in your room?: We don’t have a dining room table. I like to eat in my room. A teacher says she’s noticed you’ve looked sad, do you confide in her?: Something like that actually happened. My grandma passed away my sophomore year in high school and I took it really hard. It was apparently obvious to one of my teachers who brought up her concerns in these meetings I had every year called an IEP meeting. Friend asks you to hide drugs, booze etc for them, do you do it?: I wouldn’t want to be involved with anything like that. Would you rather have a gooey cinnamon bun or awesome cheesy pizza?: Why not both? Do you like the sound of birds singing when you wake up, or is it annoying?: It’s annoying, ha. You fill your best friend’s Xmas stocking, what do you put in it?: I got a few things for my family’s stockings. You fill your worst enemy’s stocking, what do you put in it?: I don’t have any enemies, but if I did I wouldn’t be giving them any gifts. You fill your OWN stocking, what do you put in it?: Uhhh. I don’t know. If someone gave you a kitten, would you keep it?: No, not at this time. What’s your ideal activity for a rainy day?: I don’t do anything different. I love rainy days, though. Favorite type of cracker: Ritz, Cheez-Its, and Nips. Banana sandwich..yum or yuck?: Banana and peanut butter sandwiches are delicious. Animal you like to watch but sort of creeps you out: Documentaries on wild animals are fascinating, but they’re scary animals. I like watching them on TV from the safety of my home. Have you entered the Lays create a flavor contest?: Nope. Bagels or English Muffins?: Both are good. Do you like or hate to buy new shoes?: I like getting new shoes. Do you keep your phone on you at all times or forget it a lot: It’s always nearby. Who is a family member you look forward to seeing on a holiday?: My extended family doesn’t get together anymore. :( Everyone is busy doing their own things now as the years go by and everyone gets older. Are Easter baskets only for kids?: No. They’re just gift baskets, there’s no age limit on that. Do you do anything to recognize St Patrick’s Day?: The only thing we do that day is have corned beef and cabbage for dinner, ha. Do you think nutcracker figurines are creepy or cool?: I don’t have an issue with them. Speaking of nuts, do you like them?: Yeah, some. Favorite TV show as a kid: All the good stuff from the 90s, which is basically everything. ha. I love the 90s. What do you do when you are nervous?: I get fidgety, squirmy, antsy, I mess with my hair, pick at my nails, bite my lips... Is there a turntable and vinyl records in your house?: No. Does your family have an SUV or pick up truck?: We do have a pickup truck. No one drives it anymore, but it’s useful for times like this time of year when we go pickup a Christmas tree. Do you enjoy doing things outdoors?: The only outdoorsy activity I enjoy is spending time at the beach. Which of your parents do you laugh more with?: My mom. Have you ever been to an open casket wake or funeral?: Yes. Would you like to get married one day?: I don’t see it happening. Who mows the lawn at your house?: My dad. Where do you keep your phone at night?: On my bed. Do you feel comfortable asking your parents or grandparents for money?: My parents, yes. What’s the last thing you lost?: Myself? If you could have your own car or an apartment, which would you choose?: I don’t drive and I have no plans or desire to move out on my own, sooo. Have you ever experienced buyer’s remorse over an expensive purchase?: Yes. Last time you hid, and why: I’ve kinda been hiding for the past few years. I became very distant, withdrawn, and reclusive. I don’t go out much and when I do I avoid certain places where I think I might run into someone. “I don’t want the world to see me cause I don’t think that they’d understand...” How do you like your eggs?: Just about every way. I most often eat them scrambled, though. After a date, do you call your friend to tell them how it went?: What’s a date? ha. Favorite Mexican food?: Burritos. Upcoming event you are dreading?: Nothing at the moment. Best Happy Meal toy you ever got: I liked a lot of the ones from my childhood. Do you make lists?: Yeah. Do you make pro/con lists before making a decision?: Sometimes. Do you have a favorite pen? What kind?: I like black ink fine tip pens. What’s the best meal you cook?: Ramen, ha. That’s the only thing I cook. Do you do more surveys during the day or night?: I generally do them late at night. On lunch break, do you eat or do other things?: I don’t have a lunch break (not in school, don’t have a job), but whenever I eat I often put on a YouTube video. Smoothies? Bubble tea? Fancy coffee? None of the above?: Coffeeeee. Do you like romantic gestures or do they make you feel awkward?: Haven’t experienced that in a long time. Five things you need to throw out: I really need to go through and get rid of clothes and other things. Do you like the toilet paper your family uses?: Yeah. Just shampoo, or shampoo + conditioner?: Just shampoo. Scariest driver you’ve ridden with: I was nervous when my younger brother first started driving haha. I’m comfortable now, though. He’s a good driver. Have you/do you plan to go to college?: I went and graduated. Do you write in cursive: Just when I sign stuff.

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chapter 04: an awkward time at Sweet Ring, part 2

ささ、西条君食べて食べて。

ここは本当にどれ食べても美味しいんだから。

Ｓａｉｊｏ，　ｅａｔ　ｕｐ．

Ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ　ｈｅｒｅ　ｔａｓｔｅｓｒｅａｌｌｙ　ｇｏｏｄ．

[MIKA:] Eat, Saijou-kun, eat!

Everything here is delicious.

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今日は招待状をもらった人だけだからのんびりと食べられるけど。

普段はすっごい順番待ちなんだよ。

Ｔｏｄａｙ　ｉｓ　ｉｎｖｉｔｅ　ｏｎｌｙ　ｓｏｗｅ　ｃａｎ　ｔａｋｅ　ｏｕｒ　ｔｉｍｅ．

Ｎｏｒｍａｌｌｙ　ｔｈｅｒｅ’ｓ　ａ　ｌｉｎｅ．

[MIKA:] Today’s just for people who’ve gotten a written invitation, so we can take our time.

Usually there’s a huge line.

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それじゃ、始めますか！ささ、グラス持って！

おじさん開店おめでと～！かんぱ～い！

Ｌｅｔ’ｓ　ｂｅｇｉｎ！Ｈｏｌｄ　ｕｐ　ｙｏｕｒ　ｇｌａｓｓ！

[MIKA:] Okay, let’s start! Grab a glass!

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ミカは調理場に居る御堂の父ケンイチに言った。

ミカがグラスを掲げ、３人で乾杯をする。

奥の調理場からケンイチが笑顔でその様子を見ていた。

Ｍｉｋａ　ｍａｋｅｓ　ａ　ｔｏａｓｔ　ｔｏ　Ａｋｉｒａ’ｓ　ｆａｔｈｅｒ，　Ｋｅｎｉｃｈｉ．

Ｃｈｅｅｒｓ　ｔｏ　Ｋｅｎｉｃｈｉ’ｓｒｅｓｔａｕｒａｎｔ’ｓ　ｇｒａｎｄ　ｏｐｅｎｉｎｇ！

/Mika spoke to Midou’s father Ken’ichi in the kitchen./

[MIKA:] Congratulations on your opening, Midou-san! Cheers!

[note:

There’s a weird jump downward in the script for the three stage direction lines, since they have the greyed out effect on them and are grouped with some other similar lines at the bottom. They ended up translated a little wrong thanks to not appearing in context.

Another talking-heads scene translated separately, another inconsistency--in the main scene, “ojisan” is translated as “Mr. Mido”, not his given name, which in Japanese terms would be WAY rude for your friend’s father.]

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Ｍｉｋａ　ｈｏｌｄｓ　ｕｐ　ｈｅｒ　ｇｌａｓｓ　ａｎｄｔｈｅ　３　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｓａｙ　”ｃｈｅｅｒｓ”．

Ｋｅｎｉｃｈｉ　ｃｏｍｅｓ　ｏｕｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｋｉｔｃｈｅｎ　ａｎｄ　ｓｅｅｓ　ｔｈｅｍ．

/She lifted her glass high, and the three of them drank.

Smiling, Ken’ichi watched them from the kitchen in the back./

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さてと、食べるぞ～～！

よし、こっちのケーキ。もらうわね！

ん～～、おっいしぃ～！！

ヤバイ、このイチゴの凄く美味しいよ！

Ｌｅｔ’ｓ　ｅａｔ！

Ｉ’ｌｌ　ｔａｋｅ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｃａｋｅ！

Ｍｍｍｍ！　Ｉｔ’ｓ　ｓｏ　ｇｏｏｄ！

Ｗｏｗ，　ｔｈｅｓｅ　ｓｔａｗｂｅｒｒｉｅｓａｒｅ　ｓｃｒｕｍｐｔｉｏｕｓ！

[MIKA:] Okay, let’s eat!

I’ll take the one over here. Gimme!

Mmm, it’s sooo good!!

Oh no, these strawberries are too delicious!

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はいはい、わかった。

アキラのも一口ちょうだいね。

Ｏｋ　ｏｋ，　Ｉ　ｃａｎ　ｈｅａｒ　ｙｏｕ．

Ａｋｉｒａ，　ｓａｙ　ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ．

[AKIRA:] Okay, we get the idea.

[MIKA:] Gimme a bite of yours.

[note:] 一口 (”one” + “mouth”) can be a mouthful or a word. This conversation sounds a little like Mika’s trying to get him to praise the food by going way overboard, and I think the TL took it that way. But that “Akira no mo” means she’s talking about his cake, not saying, “You say something too!”]

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うん！　おいしい～～！

ちょ、お前な～……。いいかげんその性格直せよな。

Ｙｅｐ！　Ｄｅｌｉｃｉｏｕｓ！

Ｙｏｕ．．．Ｌｅａｒｎ　ｓｏｍｅ　ｍａｎｎｅｒｓ．

[MIKA:] Yep, it’s delicious!

[AKIRA:] Hey, have you ever thought about fixing your personality?

[note: lit. “You... fix that thoughtless personality.”]

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何よ～、いいじゃない。それに今さら直る物じゃないわ。

まったく、お前は小学校の時からちっとも変わってないな。

Ｗｈａｔ！？　Ｉｔ’ｓ　ｔｏｏ　ｌａｔｅ　ｔｏｄｏ　ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｉｔ．

Ｙｏｕ　ｈａｖｅｎ’ｔ　ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ　ａｔ　ａｌｌｓｉｎｃｅ　ｅｌｅｍｅｎｔａｒｙ　ｓｃｈｏｏｌ．

[MIKA:] What? Who cares? It’s too late to change at this point anyway.

[AKIRA:] Jeez. You haven’t changed at all since you were in grade school.

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可愛らしいでしょ！

Ｃｕｔｅ，　ｒｉｇｈｔ？

[MIKA:] It’s cute, right?!

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[note: BIG mix up here, as the lines for the choice are back in the Sweet Ring event file for chapter four, and the whole rest of this exchange is in one of the Scene files. Atsuki’s two options here looked to the TL like they came right after Ken’ichi talking about the store’s opening.]

{option 1:

>ああ、可愛いと思う

>Ｉ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ｉｔ’ｓ　ｃｏｚｙ．

>Yeah, I think it’s cute.

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でしょでしょ。ふふん、やっぱり西条君は分かってるわね。

Ｙｅｐ　ｙｅｐ！　Ｉ　ｋｎｅｗ　Ｓａｉｊｏｔｈｏｕｇｈｔ　ｓｏ．

[MIKA:] Right? Heh heh, I knew you’d get it, Saijou-kun.

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へいへい、それは悪うございました。

それにしても、よくもそう解釈出来るな……

Ｈｅｙ　ｈｅｙ，　ｔｈａｔ’ｓ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｅｖｉｌ．

Ｉ　ｇｕｅｓｓ　ｙｏｕ　ｃｏｕｌｄ　ｅｘｐｌａｉｎｉｔ　ａｓ　ｔｈａｔ．．．

[AKIRA:] Yeah, yeah, I’m sooo sorry.

Still, you’ve got some nerve explaining it like that...

[note: I’m pretty sure the first line is just a sarcastically formal version of “warukatta”, or “I’m sorry”.” And へいへい is an agreement, not the English “Hey” it sounds like. So in these lines he’s going along with it now that Atsuki and Mika are teaming up on him, but he’s not happy about it.]

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{option 2:

>いや…直した方が良いと思う

>Ｉ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ｙｏｕ　ｓｈｏｕｌｄ　ｒｅｄｏ　ｉｔ．

>No... I think you should fix it.

うそ～！！

もう～、男って本当にデリカシーが無いんだから。

デリカシー云々の問題じゃないと思うんだけどな……

Ｔｈａｔ’ｓ　ａ　ｌｉｅ！

Ｇｅｅｚ！　Ｍｅｎ　ｒｅａｌｌｙ　ａｒｅａｌｌ　ｉｎｓｅｎｓｉｔｉｖｅ．

Ｉ　ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ｉｔｓ　ａ　ｍａｔｔｅｒｏｆ　ｓｅｎｓｉｔｉｖｉｔｙ．．．

[MIKA:] No way!

Jeez, men really have no tact.

[AKIRA:] Yeah, I don’t think it’s a question of tact or anything like that...

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{Branches rejoin:

いいわよ、いいわよ。私は幸せにケーキ食べてるから。

Ｆｉｎｅ，　Ｉ’ｌｌ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｓｉｔ　ｈｅｒｅｈａｐｐｉｌｙ　ｅａｔｉｎｇ　ｍｙ　ｃａｋｅ．

[MIKA:] Fine, whatever. I’m just gonna eat my pastries and be happy.

}

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うんうん、このぷにゃっとしたのも美味しいけど、何？

……ラ・フランスのコンポート。

Ｙｅｐ，　ｔｈｉｓ　ｓｏｆｔ，　ｆｌｕｆｆｙ　ｏｎｅｉｓ　ａｌｓｏ　ｄｅｌｉｃｉｏｕｓ．　Ｗｈａｔ？

．．．ｉｔ’ｓ　Ｆｒｅｎｃｈ　ｃｏｍｐｏｔｅ．

[MIKA:] Yup, this squooshy one is good too. What is it, though?

[AKIRA:] ...French compote.

[note: Literally “La France compote”.]

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アキラ直ぐ分かるなんてさすがね。

ふん…。

Ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　ｐｒｅｔｔｙ　ｑｕｉｃｋ．

Ｙｅａｈ．．．

[MIKA:] Wow, Akira. You knew right off the bat.

[AKIRA:] Hmph...

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アキラは返答せずカップを口に運んでいた。

店が一段落着いたのか、ケンイチがこちらに歩いてきた。

Ａｋｉｒａ　ｔａｋｅｓ　ａ　ｄｒｉｎｋ　ｆｒｏｍｈｉｓ　ｃｕｐ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｎｏ　ｒｅｐｌｙ．

Ｔｈｅ　ｒｅｓｔａｕｒａｎｔ　ｂｅｃａｍｅ　ｑｕｉｅｔａｎｄ　Ｋｅｎｉｃｈｉ　ｗａｌｋｓ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｗａｙ．

/Akira took a sip from his cup without answering.

The shop quieted down, and Ken’ichi walked over to them./

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やあ、ミカちゃん。食べてくれてるかな？

あっおじさん！これ、コレ！　もの凄い美味しい！

Ｈｅｙ　Ｍｉｋａ．　Ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ　ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ？

Ｏｈ，　Ｋｅｎｉｃｈｉ！Ｔｈｉｓ　ｉｓ　ｆａｎｔａｓｔｉｃ！

[KEN’ICHI:] Hey, Mika-chan. Enjoying everything?

[MIKA:] Oh, Midou-san! This is so so good!

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ラ・フランスのコンポータがう～ん～、最高です！

あははっ、ミカちゃんコンポータじゃなく、コンポートだよ。

Ｔｈｅ　Ｆｒｅｎｃｈ　ｃｏｍｐｏｔｅｒ　ｉｓａｂｓｏｌｕｔｅｌｙ　ｆａｂｕｌｏｕｓ！

Ｈａｈａ！　Ｍｉｋａ，　ｉｔ’ｓ　”ｃｏｍｐｏｔｅ”，ｎｏｔ　”ｃｏｍｐｏｔｅｒ”．

[MIKA:] French compoter is, mmm! It’s the best!

[KEN’ICHI:] Ahaha. Mika-chan, it’s “compote”, not “compoter”.

[note: konpooto vs konpoota in Japanese; “compoter” works just fine.]

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あはっ…あははっ… やっぱ受け売りはダメよね。

実は、教えてくれたのはアキラでして……

Ｈｅｈｅ．．．　Ｉ’ｍ　ｎｏｔ　ｇｏｏｄ　ａｔｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｉｎｇ　ｔｈｏｓｅ　ｔｈｉｎｇｓ．

Ａｋｉｒａ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｔａｕｇｈｔ　ｍｅｔｈａｔ．．．

[MIKA:] Aha... ahaha... I guess playing the expert never works.

Akira had to tell me that just now, actually...

[note: A repeat of the 受け売り phrase (repeating information second-hand) that we saw at Company F.]

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Ｉ　ｓｅｅ．

Ｍｉｋａ，　ｙｏｕ’ｖｅ　ｂｅｃｏｍｅ　ｑｕｉｔｅ　ａ　ｂｅａｕｔｙ．

ふ～ん

ところでミカちゃん、本当にキレイになったね。

[KEN’ICHI:] Hm.

By the way, Mika-chan. You’ve really gotten pretty.

[note: atsuki by this point in this 50 year scene:]

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そうだよな、ちょうど１年ぐらい会ってないんだったっけ？

今日見た時は、ほんと別人かと思って驚いたよ。

Ｉｔ’ｓ　ｂｅｅｎ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ａ　ｙｅａｒｓｉｎｃｅ　ｗｅ　ｌａｓｔ　ｍｅｔ，　ｒｉｇｈｔ？

Ｉ　ｄｉｄｎ’ｔ　ｅｖｅｎ　ｒｅｃｏｇｎｉｚｅ　ｙｏｕｗｈｅｎ　ｙｏｕ　ｃａｍｅ　ｉｎ　ｔｏｄａｙ．

[KEN’ICHI:] That’s right, I haven’t seen you for about a year, have I?

When I saw you today, I thought you were someone else.

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またもっと昔みたいに、たびたび店に来ておくれよ。

ふん……

Ｉ　ｗｉｓｈ　ｙｏｕ　ｃａｍｅ　ｂｙ　ｍｏｒｅｏｆｔｅｎ，　ｌｉｋｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｌｄ　ｄａｙｓ．

Ｈｍ．．．

[KEN’ICHI:] You should come by the store more often, like the old days.

[AKIRA:] Hmph...

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…あ、あ、はい……

あ、なあ西条君だったよね？君もいつでも来てくれ。

Ｕｈ．．．ｏｋ．．．

Ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　��ａｉｊｏ，　ｃｏｒｒｅｃｔ？Ｃｏｍｅ　ｂｙ　ａｎｙｔｉｍｅ，　ｏｋ？

[MIKA:] Oh, uh... sure...

[KEN’ICHI:] Oh, and you were Saijou-kun, right? You can come by anytime, too.

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ミカちゃんの友達に悪い子は居ないからね。

……俺、そろそろ帰る。

Ｉ　ｋｎｏｗ　Ｍｉｋａ　ｄｏｅｓｎ’ｔ　ｈａｖｅａｎｙ　ｂａｄ　ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ．

．．．Ｉ’ｖｅ　ｇｏｔｔａ　ｇｏ．

[KEN’ICHI:] I know Mika-chan isn’t friends with any bad apples.

[AKIRA:] ...I gotta go.

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あっ、なに言ってるのアキラ！？

ちょっと、宇波との用事を思い出したんだよ。

Ｗｈａｔ！？

Ｉ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｅｄ．　Ｉ　ｈａｖｅｔｏ　ｇｏ　ｍｅｅｔ　Ｒｙｏ．

[MIKA:] Akira, what are you talking about?!

[AKIRA:] I just remembered, I have to go meet Unami.

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ああ、お前なんて帰っていいよ。

お、おじさん！

Ｇｏ　ａｈｅａｄ，　ｇｅｔ　ｏｕｔ　ｏｆ　ｈｅｒｅ．

Ｍｒ．　Ｍｉｄｏ！

[KEN’ICHI:] Sure. It’s better if you do leave.

[MIKA:] M-Midou-san!

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お前はなんでそんなに愛想が悪いんだ！

本来なら息子のお前が祝ってくれてもおかしくない。

Ｗｈｙ　ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｙｏｕ　ｈａｖｅａｎｙ　ｃｏｍｍｏｎ　ｃｏｕｒｔｅｓｙ？

Ｃａｎ’ｔ　ｙｏｕ　ｅｖｅｎ　ｃｏｎｇｒａｔｕｌａｔｅｙｏｕｒ　ｏｗｎ　ｆａｔｈｅｒ？

[KEN’ICHI:] Why can’t you show the most basic courtesy?!

You are supposed to be my son, after all. Is a little celebration too much to ask for?

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それをしないで、ミカちゃんが代わって祝ってくれてるんだ

俺はその優しさに、感謝してるんだぞ！

Ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　ｌｅａｖｉｎｇ，　ｂｕｔ　Ｍｉｋａ’ｓｓｔｉｌｌ　ｈｅｒｅ．

Ｉ’ｍ　ｔｈａｎｋｆｕｌ　ｆｏｒ　ｈｅｒｋｉｎｄｅｓｓ！

[KEN’ICHI:] You can’t even manage that. Mika-chan’s the one doing it for you.

I’m grateful she’s so kind!

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なのになぜお前は、ぶち壊そうとするんだ！！

うるせえんだよ！！

Ｂｕｔ　ｙｏｕ，　ｙｏｕ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｗａｎｔ　ｔｏｒｕｉｎ　ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ！！

Ｓｈｕｔ　ｕｐ！！

[KEN’ICHI:] You, on the other hand. You’re ruining the whole thing!!

[AKIRA:] Shut the hell up!!

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店内の空気が凍った。

それまで楽しくお茶をしていたお客達は、

一斉にアツキたちの座るテーブルを見つめた。

Ｉｔ’ｓ　ｖｅｒｙ　ｔｅｎｓｅ．

Ｔｈｅｒｅ　ａｒｅ　ｓｏｍｅ　ｃｕｓｔｏｍｅｒｓｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｄｒｉｎｋｓ．

Ｔｈｅｙ　ａｌｌ　ｌｏｏｋ　ａｔ　Ａｔｓｕｋｉ’ｓ　ｔａｂｌｅ　ｓｉｍｕｌｔａｎｅｏｕｓｌｙ．

/The mood inside the shop seemed to freeze over.

Some customers who had been having a good time with their tea...

...turned simultaneously to the table where Atsuki and the others were sitting./

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ちょっ……！

ちょっとアキラ止めて！今日は開店祝いなのよ！

Ｗｈ．．．．！

Ａｋｉｒａ，　ｓｔｏｐ！Ｗｅ’ｒｅ　ｈａｖｉｎｇ　ａ　ｐａｒｔｙ！

[MIKA:] Hey...!

Come on, Akira, stop it! We’re supposed to be celebrating today!

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黙れ！

もともとミカが今日来いって言ったんだろう！？

Ｓａｖｅ　ｉｔ！

Ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｎｅ　ｗｈｏ　ｓａｉｄ　ｙｏｕｗａｎｔｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｃｏｍｅ　ｈｅｒｅ，　ｒｉｇｈｔ？

[AKIRA:] Oh, shut up!

Aren’t you the one who said I should come today?!

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俺は来る気は一切なかったんだよ！

そ、そんな、私はただ…

Ｉ　ｎｅｖｅｒ　ｗａｎｔｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｃｏｍｅ！

Ｉ．．．Ｉ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｗａｎｔｅｄ　ｔｏ．．．

[AKIRA:] I didn’t want to be here at all!

[MIKA:] I-I... I just...

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２人に昔みたいに仲良くなってほしくて……

うっ……ううっ…ぐすっ……

Ｉ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｗａｎｔｅｄ　ｕｓ　ｔｏ　ｂｅ　ｌｉｋｅｗｅ　ｕｓｅｄ　ｔｏ．．．

＊ｓｎｉｆｆ．．．ｓｎｉｆｆ．．．ｓｏｂ＊

[MIKA:] I just wanted you two to get along like you used to...

Ooh... *sniffle*

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アキラ！お前、何て事いうんだ！

あっ、ミカちゃん、こんなヤツの事は気にしなくて良い。

Ａｋｉｒａ！Ｗｈａｔ　ｄｉｄ　ｙｏｕ　ｓａｙ！？

Ｍｉｋａ，　ｄｏｎ’ｔ　ｌｉｓｔｅｎ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｉｓｐｕｎｋ　ｋｉｄ．

[KEN’ICHI:] Akira! How dare you?

Mika-chan, don’t you listen to what he has to say.

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いまからこの腐った性根の男を、ぶっ飛ばしてやるから！

へ～、やれるもんならやってみろよ。

Ｉ’ｍ　ｔｈｒｏｗｉｎｇ　ｈｉｓ　ｒｏｔｔｅｎ　ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ　ｏｕｔ　ｏｆ　ｈｅｒｅ！

Ｔｒｙ　ｍｅ．Ｉ　ｗｏｎ’ｔ　ｔａｋｅ　ｉｔ　ｅａｓｙ　ｏｎ　ｙｏｕ

[KEN’ICHI:] I’m about to throw this rotten little punk right out of here!

[AKIRA:] Yeah? Go ahead and try.

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親父だからって、手加減しねえよ。

ああ、上等だ、かかってこい！！

ｊｕｓｔ　ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ　ｙｏｕ’ｒｅ　ｍｙ　ｄａｄ．

Ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ！　Ｂｒｉｎｇ　ｉｔ　ｏｎ！！

[AKIRA:] I’m not holding back just because you’re my dad.

[KEN’ICHI:] Fine by me. Bring it on!!

#chapter 04 #sweet ring #Nozaki Mika #Midou Akira #Midou Kenichi

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Answer ALL of those in the ask meme you reblogged (or just cocoa if you're a coward)

oh you have no idea how badly I wanted to do this already I was just waiting for the opportunity... and you have given it to me you FOOL! now I have a reason to continue procrastinating on my homework

lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?

‣ I had just joined my first ‘good’ RP guild on World of Warcraft. She was sitting in the same building as me when my character was interviewed. I thought she was very cool but also very intimidating... I wanted to be friends with her but I was also an IDIOT and very new to roleplay so I kind of hope she remembers little of that time... We sort of fell out of contact for like 5 years but I followed her deviantart account and always added her art to my favorites because it was very CUTE and GOOD... anyway by sheer coincidence we ended up in a guild together again after many years and got to know each other more and now I think I would die if my best friend was anyone else

frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

‣ man, high school doesnt matter. literally nothing matters as much as you think it does. it’s OKAY. stop caring what people think of you because it’s only going to give you depression and no one likes that. it’s okay. trust me. just chill. skip school once in a while

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

‣ I’ve always wanted to learn sign language... I’ve also wanted to learn like, blacksmithing or woodworking but I’ve never had the opportunity or tools to do so :(

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

‣ normally I would list one of my OCs but that’s cheating. I’d have to say Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter, she seems the most like me. I’d LIKE to identify as a cool protagonist but I don’t have the protagonist personality

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

‣ cloaks and cool leather jackets and long flowing coats that make me look cool as FUCK. also dresses with pockets PLEASE I just want a semi-casual dress with functioning POCKETS PLEASE also I would love to have some nice boots and leggings that are a little thicker and don’t show as much as the flimsy ones. Coats/leggings/boots are just nice. I like shirts that are flowy and breathable, kind of like tunics

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

‣ onions, mustard, peppers, broccoli, guacamole. basically no one ever cooked them for me when I was a kid then I grew up and realized that cooked vegetables are delicious as FUCK

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

‣ I’m really tired of seeing all the anti-cop posts. My dad is a wildlife law enforcement officer and one of the best people I know, and this whole new view on police has made his job a lot more dangerous. I understand that some cops are horrible people but the majority of them are really kind and unique individuals once you get to know them. Most of them dedicated their entire career to helping others, even if it means getting into dangerous situations. you can unfollow me for this if you want

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

‣ I wouldn’t die instantly because I’d immediately run into the wilderness and hide instead of raiding stores where the outbreak is literally happening, but I’m not great at living off the land so I’d probably eat something poisonous and die of a disease or starvation a couple weeks later. If I somehow found a good food source or had something to hunt with I’d be alright.

jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?

‣ jameela jamil...

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

‣ no

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.

‣ I’d like to pass all my classes and maybe get A’s and B’s... I’d also like to just be happy for a little while. Maybe get the hell out of my dorm but I don’t think that’s likely to happen. Most other years I’d say ‘fall in love’ but I really just am not ready for that right now. OH wait I’d like to receive 1 million dollars please

crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

‣ CHEMISTRY. holy shit

bonfire - describe your dream house.

‣ a few minutes outside a town with everything I need like a grocery store, hospital, etc. A BIG spacious house in the middle of the woods near a waterfall with a rustic cabin design. Pine forest, one big window in the living room so I can look out at the mountains and watch it snow in the winter. Lots of comfortable furniture, a sectional couch, a big kitchen so I can do a lot of cooking and a big bedroom with a king sized bed. A jacuzzi. One room is like a giant playroom for Zuko with lots of perches and toys and ropes so he can just have the time of his life. My large bedroom also has a nice window with a view of the mountains and a windowseat in front of it. The living room has an electric fireplace. I have a couple guest rooms so I can host people and the basement has a bar where we can have little get-togethers.

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

‣ idk I kind of like the present. we have all these nice things we don’t normally have. I’d say like 10-20 years into the future maybe but I have no idea what the world is going to be like then sooo... maybe not. I wouldn’t want to live without the internet and running water and all the comforts I have now, though

cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?

‣ I... miss parts of it. I miss the drama club in the high school I went to before I transferred. I had a lot of great memories there and sometimes I wish I could go back. And I miss the friends I made there that I don’t really talk to anymore. I don’t miss ANYTHING about the school I actually graduated from, that place was hellllllllllllll

cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?

‣ I think... hair? Usually when I get compliments it’s just general about my appearance but I think I’ve heard hair mentioned before

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

‣ I haven’t really had street encounters since I don’t talk to anyone when I’m walking, but I have a few wild stories from when I worked at mcdonalds. One person came through the drive thru with 2 monkeys that tried to climb into the restaurant. Another person raved to me about how Google was taking over the world (they were right). Another person pulled up and I was about to hand them their food and the conversation went like this:

him: [grinning at me] you see the person in the line behind me?

me: yeah haha why? [hands him his food]

him: she looks like madam mim from the sword in the stone [laughs and drives away]

there are truly some cryptids out there.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

‣ I like iced tea in the summer and hot tea in the winter. With coffee, I prefer frappes in the summer and in the winter I drink a lot of mochas or regular coffee with just. so much creamer

pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?

‣ I think humans are inherently good, or at least neutral. We’re very social animals and for society to survive we have to be kind to one another so that we stick around, I think. Bad behavior seems to be learned.

moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?

‣ I am... neutral. I used to be VERY messy but now I’m mostly clean. My own area can get a little disorganized but I never encroach on anyone else’s space.

flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date?

‣ One. I met up with this guy and he talked about himself the entire time. Other dates have been pretty neutral, I wouldn’t say I’ve had many ‘good’ dates either.

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?

‣ I used to want really long red anime hair, and I still kind of want that. I haven’t dyed my hair in a while because I want to see what my natural color looks like before I dye it again. Lately I’ve considered cutting it to shoulder-length but I think I probably won’t. I like red hair (dark red, not the natural red) but I’ve always REALLY wanted to try silver hair. If I couldn’t do silver, I’d do rose gold. For those colors I have to get it professionally dyed though, and I’m really cheap... so if I can’t walmart dye it, it’s gonna be a while until I get what I want.

ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?

‣ I guess my cat and bird are still in my life, but I can’t have them in my dorm, and that sucks. I miss a few of my old friends, but not that much because I have better friends now. It’s really weird not having my grandpa around anymore. He wasn’t a great person but I’ve never gone to a family gathering without him. I think that’s going to be weird to get used to. I wish I had a supportive significant other that I just click with but usually my luck is awful with relationships so I’m not going to try anything like that for a while.

#answered #wow oversharing time #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK #adven-t

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SnK Chapter 111 Poll Results

RATE THE CHAPTER 1,677 Responses

While still a highly rated chapter, satisfaction was down slightly over last month (4.33 for 111; 4.49 for 110). Many people expressed surprise that Isayama was able to pull off such an emotional chapter despite the predictable setup. Now that the Braus dinner has reached its conclusion, most are eager to get back to the main cast.

I loved the mood whiplash Isayama was doing. A happy moment already ruined by a tragic one that escalated higher. The main course was supposed to be delicious, but everything the Blouses and the SC tasted was treason and deception. Pure evil.

Glad to see further development for the characters of Falco & Gabi as well as the beginnings of preparation for war against Marley. (Albeit very slight) Hopefully in the next chapter we will get to see what the warriors & Marley have been up to while this revolution has been happening.

Good chapter, nice way to start a volume

I get why this chapter needed to happen, but I feel there were ways to advance these plot threads without killing the momentum we had last chapter.

I'm glad the Blouses are teaching Gabi that war is bad. Now let's get back to the damn war! Also, is Historia ok?! She wasn't looking good last we saw her, and now the Yaegerists are targeting her, and I'm worried.

not enough floch and no funeral/memorial for zackly and shitmachine, disappointed :'( good chapter though

I would like to file a petition for Isayama to stop repeatedly stabbing the already open wound he caused in to my chest pls?

WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE PART OF THE CHAPTER? 1,678 Responses

With so many options it was difficult to choose but “Wine Mystery Revealed” edged out “All of the Above” with almost 20% of respondents. “Mr. Braus’ speech” and “Mikasa, savior of children” also had strong showings.

I honestly wanted to choose more than one which was Mikasa protecting Gabi, Mr Braus's speech and Gabi asking if they didn't hate her but I can't pick more because of the question type so ;-;

Favorite moment? Nicolo christening the Falbi ship. Yeah.

Mikasa saving Gabi was an incredible scene!

The way Nicolo insulted Jean to protect him was so cute, but if I were Jean I'd feel offended too lol.

Jean's new hair is awesome :D

OMG MIKASA IS PERFECT. MARRY ME!

Sasha eating pizza was sooo cute and i don't know if my heart can take it anymore because all this cuteness turns into angst because of what happened to her :(

PAPA BRAUS, BEST DAD IN SNK, OR BEST DAD OF ALL TIME? 1,673 Responses

On a scale of 1 out of 10, Mr. Braus scores an 8.6. Although we haven’t asked you guys to rate other dads in the SnK universe, we’re confident he takes the number one spot of best father, and probably best parent as well.

Mr. Braus is the best parent in this entire universe (not that the bar was set very high, but still). I nearly cried during his speech.

Mr Braus showing this act of compassion - an act of letting go of revenge to stop the cycle of hatred and oppression is probably the most valuable experience Gabi could've learnt from (more valuable than any words spoken to her).

Step aside Eren, papa and mama Braus are the real Humanity's Last Hope! Their kindness and empathy are the only things that can stop the cycle of violence that this series is depicting on the most intimate and personal level. My appreciation for Sasha as well has grown exponentially through Nicolo, Kaya and the Braus parents.

Mr. Braus is like the only person in all that fucked up world that actually understands the root of the problem. Keeping people "into the forest" in a perpetual fight for survival between "preys and predators". I do believe that his words are everything we need to understand the moral of the story and may be hinting to what Eren and Zeke are trying to achieve (though from extremely different mindsets).

Sasha's dad's speech is so touching. Almost gave me hope that the series will end in a good way--people will find a way to deal with this unforgiving forest that is our world.

With all the allusions to World War II and the Holocaust, Mr. Braus' speech might have been the single most realistic depiction of the entire series. There are echoes of Oskar Schindler here. This is the same compassion that some Germans showed when hiding Jews in their basements, barns, etc. and saved lives. I was absolutely floored by this chapter, especially because my grandparents were Holocaust survivors themselves.

AFTER SEEING GABI'S EMOTIONAL RESPONSE TO THE BRAUS FAMILY'S GRIEF, HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT HER? 1,668 Responses

Believe it or not, but compared to previous polls it seems more and more people are warming up to Gabi (or at least don’t hate her as much as they used to). 46.4% are glad she finally got some character development. Nearly 30% of the fandom are starting to like her or have always loved her. However, 17.9% of all respondents would rather not deal with Gabi at all.

Between warming up and loving her

Always loved her. Just keep loving her more and more. It was NEVER her fault.

Doesn’t put me up nor down

Feed her to titan falco

Finally some character development, but I still don't like her. She just grates on my nerves.

Gabi's scenes this chapter gives me hope for the story's message. Gabi's heartfelt question juxtaposed with Kaya's instant reversal was the most powerful scene in the recent chapters.

Great character development, but sorry she'll remain the one whom I hated.

I can't decide I just need a bit more time

I have always felt the hatred towards Gabi was unjustified so i'm glad that people are starting to like her character more

In that "Do you really not hate me?" there is everything Gabi is and represents as a character. Can't wait to see how she will further develop now.

This shows that regardless of the environment she has been raised in, Gabi is still just a confused child and a human being with feelings. I approve.

My hopes for her are very very low, but it's nice finally seeing a human and not radical, violent, aggressive reaction for once. hopefully she'll start seeing walldians as repressed ppl like the ghetto dudes

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE TERM “YEAGERIST”? 1,676 Responses

The fan translation gave us “The Jaeger Faction” which over half of respondents preferred over Kodansha’s official translation of “Yeagerists.” 14% like the term, while 10% are not fans of it.

"Yeagerist" sounds like a name of some crazy group of fan girls. I prefer "Jaeger Faction" - sounds more serious.

I hope to become a member. better because it could mean both yeagers, not just eren

Could've come up with something better.

I like the name, and hereby identify as a Yeagerist.

The abs empire

It's more respectful than "Idiots" I guess

Silly as fuck and hilarious. Jaeger Faction is superior.

I chuckled. It’s fine.

I like the term! It sounds perfect for an extremist faction!

The name doesn't matter. It just had to be called a sect, so it's fine.

DO YOU THINK ANY OF THE SOLDIERS AWARE OF ZEKE’S AND/OR HISTORIA’S LOCATION COULD BE A “YEAGERIST?” 1,672 Responses

63% of respondents suspect that at least one of the 30+ soldiers aware of Zeke and/or Historia’s location are loyal to the Yeager brothers. 28% aren’t sure, and a small percentage are certain that these soldiers are all to be trusted.

LET’S TALK ABOUT COMMANDER PIXIS SURRENDERING TO EREN. WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING DO YOU MOST AGREE WITH? 1,672 Responses

Very few of us took Pixis’ word at face value. 47.3% believe he was at least partially putting on a show. 41.6% have no idea, but trust him regardless.

I don't know how this negotiation is going to work but I'm glad someone finally has some plan which doesn't involve fighting or doing nothing. I think he's a wise man and he knows what he's doing. I'm going he's in charge now.

Pixis is smart and has a strategy that aims to save lives. Momentary surrender is a necessary step to take back control of the situation as a whole. That's called leadership.

Loved it, he’s playing chess. Sacrificing his bishop for another move

Why has Pixis become my hero these past two chapters? He is smart and brave enough to not only recognise the military's mistakes, but also humble and determined enough to take corrective steps to bring the lost sheep back into the flock for the higher, long-term good. I love how there's one adult in the room who is above petty bickering and suspicion at a critical moment like this. Pixis is an Erwin-level class act and I'm so grateful we still have a character like that in the series ;--; (RIP Erwin)

He trusts Hange enough to let her lead the secret mission of screwing the Jaegers' plans, and he will do something important in the right moment. Of course, he can't say it directly because there are still traitors that want to put bombs here and there.

Pixis has no idea what he's doing, dawg, he just wants to get vored by a pretty lady and this is harshing his buzz

HE'S A YEAGERIST...

WHO MASTERMINDED THE SPIKED WINE PLOT? 1,657 Responses

At 71.8%, the overwhelming consensus is that Zeke masterminded the spiked wine. 9.4% gave Yelena the credit, and 8% attributed it to the Yaegerists.

Onyankopon seemed real suspicious with Nicolo this chap…

Zeke masterminded it, but he's too slippery to ever take responsibility for it. Yelena would probably go to the ends of the earth to claim it was her plan.

Both Jaegerists and Volunteers

Probably Gordon Ramsey, who's mad that his potential customer Sasha was ripped away from him.

I think it was Zeke's plan but Eren doesn't know about it, or the bomb. I think Zeke has more interests than meets the eye and will betray Eren.

DO YOU THINK EREN IS AWARE OF THE SPIKED WINE? 1,667 Responses

With a relatively close split, nearly 40% believe that Eren isn’t aware of the spiked wine. 32% don’t want to say either way, and 27% are certain he’s in on it.

I think Eren has been shown too evil to be true, i really think that in reality he has a plan that for some reason he couldn't share with his friends, and he is trying to save as many people as possible.

EXPLAIN WHAT EREN'S UP TO ALREADY

I never trusted Zeke for one second and I’m glad ta starting to pay off. I do still believe Eren isn’t really working with Zeke as closely as Military believes.He doesn’t want any of his loved ones to turn into Titans and I’m certain the hidden spinal fluid is Zeke’s intent because I believe nothing the disciples are doing is without his knowledge.

WHY DO YOU THINK THE WINE WAS SPIKED WITH ZEKE’S SPINAL FLUID? 1,648 Responses

58% of respondents believe that the wine is spiked as an insurance for Zeke in case Paradis turns on him. 18% believe it’s a way to hold leverage over Eren specifically, and 14% feel that the intent is to have pure titans available in case Paradis is attacked.

A way to easily get rid of pesky opposition

I’m not quite sure but none of these strike me as correct.

There are so many possibilities here: i mostly believe it’s some kind of insurance in case eren or paradis go against him, but there’s also the possibility that zeke was never actually on the eldian’s side in the first place

He will use it when he wants to eliminate Paradise if Eren refuses his true plan

Bargaining tool to gain control over everyone, like a threat/hostage

I'm hesitating between it being a conspiracy, and Zeke trying to do a coup d'état, by replacing all the higher up by people he somewhat trusts

I’m not so sure it’s just insurance... I think zeke might just be straight up planning on turning the higher ups into titans either way. I think he ultimately is not allied with Paradis and wants to be able to overthrow their military command structure at the drop of a hat.

It's Zeke's trump card and bargaining chip all rolled into one

Since they only used the wine on the military police members, it could be a protection toward Historia

I knew Zeke was going to stab them in the back, I was just wrong about how.

WHO DO YOU THINK DRANK THE SPIKED WINE? 1,655 Responses

36.3% believe the wine was limited to high ranking MPs. 63.7% of us worry that the wine has reached beyond that narrow scope.

A FUCKTON OF PEOPLE

Anyone in the high ranks of each branch, and possibly the entire MP (since their overall living environment is much fancier than the other two branches, they probably were also served by Marleyans)

I think just the MPs, but dear god I hope Nile didn't drink it. He was the only one from his training days' friends group that made it it out of the depressive cycle of violence and managed to have a family. He deserves better. Marie deserves better.

Wouldn't be surprised if Jean starts racing for the alcohol rack again after this chapter. Everyone is mentally and emotionally exhausted already and the storm hasn't even began. Time to get some wine fellas.

PLEASE NOT HANGE AND DOUBLE PLEASE NOT FALCO

WHAT IS YOUR THEORY REGARDING FALCO’S FUTURE? 1,654 Responses

Nearly ⅔ of all respondents think Reiner will pass on the Armored Titan to Falco. Another 11.5% think he will turn into a mindless titan, and not gain any shifter powers. The least popular choice was Porco or Pieck giving their powers to Falco. We also received quite a few write-ins:

He is going to die at the venerable age of 128 surrounded by friends and family

He will become the next Beast Titan

He won't transform at all and continue living the source of all pureness (fingers-crossed)

he will become flying titan

I love the fact that Falco in a way has already managed to fulfill his mission. He wanted to save Gabi from the horrors of becoming a Titan - and he just did that. By pushing her out of the way of the wine, he shortened his own lifespan, but managed to save her from dying a potentially early death.

He's going to have to save Gabi at least 2 or 3 more times.

It's going to be tragic and I'm very sad already!! He'll either end up as mindless titan killing people or he'll inherit Reiner's titan, meaning he'll be the one who kills him and inherit his memories. And of course his life will be shortened!! Either way I hate it!! He doesn't deserve any of that!!

SAVE BEST BOY

WHY DID NICOLO CONFESS AT THE END? 1,664 Responses

With a fairly even 3 way split, slightly more people felt that Nicolo confessed because of his friendship with the SL. Following that at 26.6% and 26.4%, Nicolo may have confessed because he was already caught red-handed, and that Mr. Braus’ speech moved him to come clean.

!All of the above!

He knew that it was almost time for Zeke’s plan to go in full swing, so he told them after it became too late.

Honestly, for me it's a toss. He was very emotional in this entire chapter, and he let it get the better of him. Why he confessed is beyond me. Maybe it has something to do with him wanting to seek vengeance against the Yeagers and Marley for both indirectly contributing to Sasha's death?

He felt guilty because Falco is innocent and he regrets that he took the hit and had wine in his mouth as a result (but he doesn't regret attacking Gabi)

It was probably quite a big burden of knowledge to carry. I imagine it was all those things at once.

He broke down under the enormous emotional pressure, as simple as that.

He participated in serving the spiked wine, maybe willingly at first. But at some point, maybe because of his relationship with sasha, he become uncomfortable and was compelled by the volunteers to continue against his will. After his arc, he know he's going to be arrested, and just confesses to unburden himself.

He felt guilty about using the spinal fluid on Falco at all - he was trying to use a normal wine bottle

HOW DO YOU VIEW NICOLO AND SASHA'S RELATIONSHIP? 1,666 Responses

Wow. Two thirds of the fandom believe Nicolo and Sasha were a couple. 23.3% believe it was a one-sided love affair, or as one comment put it, “Friendzone with food benefits. ”

I HOPE they were dating but the chapter made it to where there’s not really solid evidence that they were…

Nicolo loved Sasha in the conventional way. Sasha loved Nicolo the only way she could, alimentarily.

I'm a huge Springles shipper, so I'm kinda of sad about the whole thing with Nikolo, to be honest. Springles is really what helped me through a lot of dark times, so the fact that Nikolo and Sasha may have been dating really kind of hurts XD

The way Nicolo confessed his feelings toward Sasha in front of everyone especially Sasha's parents made me emotional.

I want to care about her “relationship” with Nikolo because I like the Romeo and Juliet setup but it also got zero development so.......how am I supposed to believe Nikolo was THAT upset about her when I never really saw them together in the first place?

If it turns out they really were together, I won't have a problem with it. But until Isayama confirms it in a more direct manner, I don't buy any notion of romantic relationship in Attack On Titan, especially with someone like Sasha, who seems to only be interested in food.

Sasha was a food-digger

SOME HAVE SUGGESTED THAT ONYANKOPON IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED AND WAS PERHAPS SENDING A MESSAGE TO NICOLO. WHAT DO YOU THINK? WHOSE SIDE IS ONYANKOPON ON? 1,653 Responses

Nearly half of us are in the dark about where Onyankopon’s loyalty stands, though 31% think that his allegiance lies with his own faction of volunteers.

¡Que lástima! As much as I like him I no longer trust him because of the wine reveal. Compared to everyone else, the look on his face makes me believe he knew exactly what was going on.

Eren, Zeke, Yelena, Floch... Literally everyone is a double agent. Can't we have a single person who is not a traitor?

He's not with Marley and not with Yelena, but does this mean we can 100% trust him i'm not sure

He's in relationship with Kiyomi. Not his fault Kiyomi's hot.

Liar liar paths on fire

I don't believe that he's totally innocent, totally 100% devoted to Paradis and Eldians. But I do believe that Yelena's acting separately from him.

I think Onyankopon probably knows more than he's letting on which is disappointing because I'd like at least one fucking person to not be shady as fuck. It's overkill.

If best boi onyankopon betrays hange I’m rioting

WILD CARD BITCHES!!

KIYOMI WAS PROMINENTLY FEATURED DURING THE WAR COUNCIL. WHAT BEST MATCHES YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT HER BEING THERE? 1,641 Responses

35.8% of responders think the military knows something is shady about Kiyomi and are trying to set her up, followed by 31.7% think the military made a mistake allowing her to hear their argument. Only 10.2% believe Kiyomi is actually being sincere about her plans and Mikasa.

Her motive is clearly not pure but I think she is (for now) on the right side. At the moment it's a game of maneuver between her, Mikasa, and Paradis.

She's aware of Zeke's spinal fluid plan, as it's extra insurance to insure her access to resources.

Paradisian incompetence continues on full display. To let an outsider in on the unfolding crisis situtation is amateur hour to say the least.

Kiyomi wants to screw everyone over for their money and resources and she's pressing the flesh aggressively

Kiyomi had something to do with Zackley's assassination...

Kiyomi is no threat to Paradis as long as their relationship benefits her and Azumabito. I can see she that if she perceives instability and civil war she will cut her losses and side with Marley / the world. Also Hizuru does not seem to condone what the Azumabito clan is doing. If the pressure is great enough from multiplicative forces, she will budge. I can also see her running back to Marley, figuratively and/or literally, and be basically disposed of as an example or due to sheer brutality. It's an archetype I feel Isayama would use - it's consistent with this arc's themes of political intrigue and moral ambiguity. Yams will definitely still make it his own in some way if this does happen though.

She's a shady Bitch and I wouldn't trust her with my car insurance let alone anything to do with this series.

WILD CARD BITCHES!!

WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON NICOLO’S ATTACK ON GABI AND FALCO? 1,664 Responses

With ⅔ of all votes, most people could understand Nicolo’s anger, but do not condone his actions. A good chunk (28.2%) of people would have rather he’d hit Gabi with the wine bottle instead of Falco. A mere 3% want to see him swinging from a tree for what he did.

It was good but felt a bit forced. Kaya’s reaction was strange and Nicolo was genuinely unhinged. It’s alright to an extent as people tend to do absurd things in terrible situations.

Falco in his hero complex brought himself to trouble. I understand Nikolo.

Gabi is very bratty, stubborn, close minded and rude - she definitely doesn't deserve all love and protection. I was happy to see Nicolo kicking her ass.

I understood and I actually did not care if Gaby dies. I would be glad actually, It would be sad for Falco though.

I can maybe understand the bottle and punch but him treating a 12 year old like a sacrificial lamb was insanity.

It doesnt sit well with me at all tbh but i dont hate him

Nicolo comes from a place where it’s heavily socialised that Eldians are sub human. So while I disagree completely with him hurting children, I can see how he did it so easily.

Nicolo's actions were horrible, yet very human. It's clear he felt something towards Sasha, and he doesn't view Gabi or Falco as children in this scenario--he sees them as soldiers(or warriors), which is why he had no hesitation attacking a child.

HOW DID YOU FEEL ABOUT MIKASA’S DISPLAY OF COMPASSION? 1,661 Responses

Nearly half of respondents were just pleased to see Mikasa get attention on anything that doesn’t involve Eren. 28% were simply just excited. A few agreed it was a good show of Mikasa having room in her heart to spare and a few wished she wouldn’t have interfered.

A great example that she cares for others and hates to see death especially from children. She does not want to let them have the same future as herself.

Loving Mikasa in this arc, it really feels like she's matured in those 4 years.

Extremely important. She's stopping Kaya from "stepping into the forest".

Honestly the most powerful scene in the chapter, along with Papa Braus putting down the knife.

I don't know how to feel. She didn't have the right.

Considering none of Sasha's friends attacked Gabi or Falco on the airship and Mikasa's always been like this I don't see what the big deal is. It could've easily be anyone else imo but I guess it's nice she's getting to do something other than wanting to get to Eren asap. I just wish she was given more to do when I still cared about her. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I never really liked Mikasa, but I adored this scene. It shows a part of her that we don't often get to see so plainly in my opinion. She prevented a very bad situation from unfurling by being a bit more merciful, even if only for Kaya's sake.

Mikasa used to be one of my favorites. Not anymore. Not after this.

it's nice i decided to not take a drink each time mikasa shows concern for someone other than eren and ppl react by saying "finally! she shows concern for someone other than eren!" i'd be a chronic alcoholic by then.

We don't all have a Mikasa to craddle us in her strong arms so i hope Gabi appreciates this eventually. She seems shook already.

HAS THERE BEEN TOO MUCH ATTENTION ON SASHA’S DEATH? 1,657 Responses

Maybe it’s fate that this pie chart looks like a peace sign since fandom discussion on this topic is surprisingly civil. Very few people resent the attention Sasha has gotten. Only 11.9% are unhappy with it.

I appreciate how Sasha’s death this way is much more impactful than if she died how Isayama had originally planned.

I think there’s so much emphasis on Sasha’s death because 1. she made it so far with the group that they never thought they could lose her and 2. It’s peaceful enough on Paradis that they finally have time to mourn their dead (when before they had to figure out how to get back wall Maria and take out the titans).

I understand why people are frustrated that so much time has been spent on Sasha after her death, but I think there's a difference between spending time on her to mourn her death versus spending time on her death to advance the plot—revealing the wine scheme, yikes Falco+titan juice, Gabi's struggle with her indoctrination, discovering that even an integrated Marleyan like Nicolo isn't actually on Paradis's side. I think no other death in the series had as much potential to move the plot because because before now, the enemy was almost always a titan. A death at the hands of a human—moreover, a pseudo-protagonist and a child—in international warfare has a lot more to unpack in terms of what-happens-next than a death from a monstrous natural disaster.

WILL KODANSHA EVER RELEASE A CHAPTER WITHOUT TYPOS? 1,646 Responses

We were so close to having “No but in red” end with 66.6% of the votes earlier last week! Nonetheless, we are all in agreement that Kodansha’s translations will never improve. Not even for the tankobon.

ChildEREN Of The Sun... maybe Kodansha are sending us a message

WHAT ARE YOU MOST HOPING TO SEE NEXT CHAPTER? 1,665 Responses

With over 50% of the votes each, most of the fandom want so see the Yaegerbros reunite and catch a glimpse of the queen. In third place are the warriors (including their disguises, hopefully). Next on the list is a flashback to Eren’s time in Marley, while more Gabi and Falco ended in fifth place. Only 3 out of 10 people want to watch Monsterbowl.

Abs of anyone but Jeagers.

All of the above, and a pizza too, thanks.

What happened the to EMA conversation?

Historia's baby goes fetus deletus

Hange NOT turning into a titan.

This chapter has made me eager to see how Falco and Gabi would interact with the Warriors now that they are wiser. Also Zeke's plot has really thickened. Also, really appreciate the use of Sasha's death as more than just a GoT-esque stunt.

ANNIEEEEE

Eren and his horde. Zeke and Levi. The Warrior infiltration. Revelations on any other plots/schemes/conspiracies taking place on the island. Historia and her role in all of this. The arc is just beginning, but it's building up to something big. I can't wait for all this to finally blow up! Soon!

How widely the spiked wine was disseminated and drunk.

Floch, naked, in a stream with Eren, also naked, washing his back.

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 1,600 Responses

Tumblr? Are you ok? We had more Facebook entries than yours.

ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE CHAPTER?

Attack on Titan universe is 100% worth living in now that we know it has pizza.

Best birthday gift my dream comes true so many feels EEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK

Best boy Jean looked so hurt when Nikolo used a racial slur against him (to save him - you could tell Nikolo didn’t want to call him that) : (

Clean af. And it didn’t even touch the more exciting plot lines: Yeager bros, Annie, Warriors, Historia.

FALCO PLEASE BE OKAY MY BABY

Gabi's actions are revealed, Nicola's actions are revealed, Zeke's potential plans are revealed, Pixis' possible plan is revealed, the Volunteers' plans are slowly unravelling, now we just need to move onto Zeke, Eren, Levi, and Reiner.

Haven't enjoyed a chapter this much in months.

I think this is the first time in more than a year and a half that people are gonna understand what I've been saying about Gabi all along. If people don't change their opinions on her from this chapter they just have their hate blinders on.

Honestly I think it was pretty boring compared to the past like 10 chapters, but also because the bar has been set really high. I'm expecting each chapter to be amazing, when in reality, I should be looking at the overarching story. That's what's amazing.

I thought I would hate this chapter as much as the one where pregnant Historia was revealed but I hate it a little less because Gabi is getting the character arc she deserves. I'm super worried for Falco BBY tho. And Nicolo is a dick.

I thought it was really great in displaying the manga's most important message: Stopping the cycle of hatred. Mr. Braus had all the reason to direct his hatred towards Gabi, but realised the world is cruel. It's eat or be eaten, just like in the forest. Gabi was a victim of propaganda and was indoctrinated into her beliefs.

I was initially disappointed this chapter didn't stick/continue with the chaos of last chapter, but was surprised at how much I enjoyed it.

It was a great chapter! However, if it had at least one panel of Eren, it would have been even better. I cannot wait for more!

Last Christmas chapter was crazy, here's hoping the next one will be as well! As for this chapter, I enjoyed it as usual but was a little frustrated that we still didn't get more information about Historia. I mean, her last real apperance was back in July! I really hope we'll get to see her before the new year but I've got a feeling we may not. Also Annie. Please let 2019 be our lucky year, she's been gone long enough…

NicoSasha is so cute...!!! I'm glad to finally see the most anticipated scene. Mr. Braus's speech was really emotional. Never felt so much better after reading a chapter. But felt bad for Falco. He doesn't deserve this.

Not a huge fan of how melodramatic the nicolo part was (I understand why he snapped, but no mater how angry/upset he was would someone in that situation jump straight to murder? Really?) but overall I enjoyed the chapter. Now I’m just eager to see what happens when eren shows up to the zevi picnic!

oh Nic, the things you do for love. Sasha -saved- 2 people now, Kaya from the 2m titan and Nicole from the hatred the war caused. I really, really miss her

Really really emotional and fantastic chapter..... I'm sort of sad at the discourse that this has sparked in the fandom, but that's nothing new honestly. If anything, it's a sign of fantastic writing that everyone always has such strong opinions in any direction. At this point I would be concerned if a chapter DIDN'T spark such strong opinons and controversy. I am moved by the amount of human compasion showed in every single corner of every single faction, and shocked by how attached I am to every sect. I'm nervous for the future but ready to start seeing some outcomes.

The character development in this series is absolutely incredible. Its way beyond the simple gorey/edgy battle shonen reputation that it received way back from season 1. The themes, the characters, the plot, the attention to detail have evolved so much that this series truly is one of my favorites of all time. Its reached the complexity and "realness" of Monster for me. This was one of the best chapters to date, I loved it!!

Yeah, I loved Sasha but I'm salty she gets so much focus after her death considering she wasn't that important in the overall story. Meanwhile Erwin got nothing despite the fact 90% of the events of the story would have happened very differently or not at all if he hadn't been there (no Levi in the SC, Eren shipped off to the MP, no Uprising... etc.). I get she's the catalyst to Gabi's characater development but... wait, why does Gabi gets more screen time than most MCs in this story anyway? That's how many chapters with the main focus on her? Is she a MC now? Isayama changes MCs like he changes his undies I swear.

Nicolo was tempting the Braus family with a violent solution that promised quick satisfaction, while Kaya just lost her cool long enough to go with what had been offered to her on a silver platter. However, in return, the sight of the Braus parents and Kaya's raw sadness in the aftermath of the confrontation and what he almost made Kaya do returned Nicolo back to his own senses as well. They are all such wholesome characters despite the moments of weakness.

Gabi’s character arc seems very predictable, which is not a bad thing really, but i kinda want it to be done so that the story moved on to more interesting things and characters

I want to know what the warriors are doing. No one strong enough is watching over Annie right now so Pieck, Reiner and Porko might try to get her back in the next chapter.

I would have killed for just one panel of Historia or Eren.

Isayama handled the gabi-sasha-nicolo plot line well.

More questions , less answers ... every time Isayama does his thing.

#snk chapter 111 #snk 111 #snk polls #snk poll results

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bendywackyadventures · 5 years

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To the Studio We Go Chap. 3

Sooo....

Its been a while since I last updated this fanfic, and I thought by this chapter I would finish this, but I was wrong. But I got it updated!!! Hope you enjoy!

Dakota and Blaire belong to @cozylittleartblog

Joey was in the kitchen boiling the pasta and checking up on the meatballs and sauce. Alice was setting the table and Bendy was going to reach for the plates, “you need help?” Alice asked.

“I got it angel, don’t worry.” Bendy replied as he continued to reach for the plates. Due to his small size he couldn’t reach for anything on the high shelf without assistance. Alice sighed rolling her eyes. Bendy fingertips just touched the side of the plate. Just as he was about to reach it he almost dropped one of the plates.

Luckily, Dakota was there and grabbed the plates before they can shatter. Alice and Bendy sighed in relief seeing nothing shattered. Dakota chuckled, “you must be more careful Bendy.” Dakota set the plates on the table and smiled at the table set up. “Perfect.” She said with a smile.

Joey came by and smiled at the table set up. “Nice job, Dakota.” Joey commented. Dakota smiled seeing the head of the studio check back on the spaghetti being cooked. Joey smiled seeing Boris and Blaire “How’s the spaghetti, Boris?”

Boris smiled, “its looking good, Joey!” He replied. Joey smiled before leaving the wolf alone to continue cooking.

“I didn’t know you could cook?” Blaire asked.

“I can’t in my cartoons, but Ms. Campbell and Papa Drew taught me. I learned how to put toast in the toaster after 3 weeks of failing!” The wolf beamed over his accomplishment.

Blaire blinked, confused how making toast in the toaster took him that long. “Why did it take you three weeks?” She asked.

“Because no one likes well done toast like me.” He replied as his ears droop down. “Its good when it’s dark and black has delicious flavor! Though Papa Drew hates black toast, I gave him one and he was coughing non-stop. We thought he was gone for, but he’s okay!” Boris recounted.

Blaire felt sorry she asked that question, now feeling uneasy of eating food a toon that almost killed his own father with burnt toast. Though it was three weeks ago their time, so she wondered if everything will be fine.

Once dinner was completed everyone sat down to enjoy the spaghetti and meatballs the toons made together. Bendy and the toons made Joey, Dakota and Blaire eat first so they made sure it’s humanly safe. Blaire gulped remembering Boris’s story she was told when they were cooking, and it got her nervous of trying the food. But, she didn’t want to be rude to the toons.

Joey was the same way he still has that burnt taste from his mouth from the toast Boris made for him. Though the past few times the toons cooked, except Bendy’s cooking everything turned out okay. Joey didn’t want to hurt his kids feelings, he knew how easily sensitive they were.

Dakota quickly took a forkful of spaghetti and ate it in one big bite. Blaire stared at her girlfriend in shock and surprise. Her girlfriend was willing to eat the spaghetti. The watermelon girl slurped the noodles and swallowed. “Its not bad!” She commented.

Blaire and Joey looked at each other for a few seconds before trying the dish themselves. Blaire smiled enjoying the dish, “it isn’t bad! Its good!” Blaire commented.

Joey tried the dish and smiled. “It is good, but…” he paused when he started to feel hot. “Spicy.”

Bendy rubbed the back of his head; “I might have used too much pepper on the sauce.” Bendy nervously chuckled. Joey quickly got a glass of water before drinking it all in one gulp. He got himself a second cup of cold water just to make sure his mouth was cool.

“How much pepper did you put in?” Joey asked once his mouth stopped burning.

“About 4, maybe 13 shake of pepper.” Bendy estimated.

Alice sighed. “I told you, only a pinch of pepper.” She replied.

“I don’t know how much a pinch is?” Alice sighed face palming. Joey finally came back breathing heavily. Alice looked up at her father hoping he was okay, “you okay dad?” Alice asked.

Joey nodded, “I’m fine. I promise.” He replied. The angel wasn’t convinced, and walked up to her father massaging his back. Joey looked up and smiled, “thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” Alice replied. Once the angel saw her father was getting better, she went back to her seat and continued eating their dinner.

After eating, Joey and Boris came out with bowls of strawberry ice cream with a piece of cookie. It made Bendy feel a bit better from earlier, the demon even got rubbed between his horns to show he was forgiven.

The little demon smiled at his father and gave him a hug as a thank you. After ice cream, Joey and Blaire did the dishes, while the toons and Dakota went into the living room to set up Blaire and Dakota’s resting place for the night. Alice and Bendy put down a few sleeping bags.

Blaire finally came back from doing the dishes and saw the toons setting up the couple’s sleeping place. “So this is where we’ll be sleeping?” She asked. Bendy nodded.

“Yep, with us!” The demon exclaimed.

“Don’t you guys have your own room?” Blaire asked.

“It’s a small apartment.” Bendy replied.

“Plus.” Boris added. He yawned before curling up like a dog, “its comfortable.” Soon the wolf was asleep. The toons and the girls giggled seeing the wolf being all cozy and asleep. Soon it was Alice’s turn to fall asleep on the reclining couch where Joey would always sit.

“Night Bendy. Night girls!” Alice said before falling asleep on the couch.

Now it was the demon’s turn to fall asleep he went next to his pal Boris. He pulled a blanket close to him and his wolf pal before falling asleep. Dakota and Blaire looked at each other before the former decided to give a shrug before lying down on their sleeping bags.

“Well.” Blaire yawned. “We better get some rest.” She got herself cozy and comfortable. Dakota decided to sleep next to her girlfriend rather then using the other sleeping bag. “You know this is a small sleeping bag, right?” Blaire asked.

“I know.” Dakota sighed snuggling up to Blaire. The later smiled and hugged Dakota as the two slept together.

By morning, Dakota and Blaire were still asleep snuggled up to one another. The toons were already up, smiling and awing over the cute couple. Alice giggled as she saw Dakota nuzzled into the hug.

“Their so cute together.” Alice whispered.

“I may hate mushy love, but I have to agree angel. They do look happy together.” Bendy replied.

Joey came out and saw his kids watching the couple asleep together. He smiled and walked up to his kids. “I see they got a good night sleep.” He replied.

Boris nodded. “They sure did.” Soon someone’s tummy started to rumble and everyone turned to face Boris. The wolf chuckled. “Sorry. Getting kind of hungry.” Joey and the toons chuckled. It was time for breakfast anyways.

Joey was in the kitchen cooking up one of his delicious pancakes; Alice was getting the table set up, while Bendy and Boris sat down waiting on their pancakes. This was one of their favorite foods Joey cooked for them.

“Morning.” Dakota yawned. The toons turned to see the watermelon colored haired girl and her girlfriend walked into the kitchen.

Alice smiled seeing the two awake. “Morning you two, how did you sleep?” The angel asked while putting the plates down on the table.

Dakota stretched before sitting down. “I slept great!” She yelled.

Blaire groaned slamming her head on the table. “My girlfriend kept snuggling me like there’s no tomorrow. Plus with how small the sleeping bag was, she kept moving towards me.” Blaire sighed giving a small smile, “but I slept well.” Dakota smiled back giving her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek. Blaire chuckled and kissed her girlfriend back. Dakota blushed giggled in reply.

Joey walked in with a platter of buttermilk and blueberry pancakes. “Alright! Who is hungry?” Joey announced.

“Me!” The toon yelled before rushing to their seats to get their pancakes. Joey chuckled as he put four pancakes on the toons plate. When he walked over to the girls he asked them which pancakes they want. “Buttermilk or blueberry?” He asked.

“I’ll take buttermilk!” Dakota exclaimed.

“Blueberry and buttermilk for me!” Blaire confirmed.

Joey smiled and put the pancakes on the girls’ plates. Dakota was excited to try the pancakes. She took her fork and cut a piece of pancake before putting it in her mouth. Dakota smiled enjoying the taste of the pancakes.

“Oh wow! These are good!” Dakota beamed. Joey smiled as she enjoyed the pancakes he made. Blaire looked at the pancakes before trying one herself. She smiled and enjoyed the pancakes as well.

“You’re right, these are good!” Blaire beamed as well. Joey smiled and put some pancakes on his plate, and then he sat down and enjoyed breakfast with his family and their friends.

After breakfast everyone put his or her plates in the sink. “I’ll go wash the dishes, and you guys can go play.” Joey said.

Bendy nodded. “Alright!” He grabbed Dakota’s hand. “Come on! Let’s go!” He yelled. Dakota and Blaire followed the toons to hang around the studio. To the girls surprise there was no one inside.

“Where is everyone?” Blaire asked.

“Its Sunday!” Boris replied. “Everyone is off doing their own things.”

“So its just us?” Blaire asked again. The toons nodded in reply.

#CrossOver #cozylittleartblog #girlwiththegreenhat #Dakota #Blaire #Dakota and Blaire #Bendy and the Ink Machine #bendy the demon #boris the wolf #alice angel #Joey Drew

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little-birdseeker · 5 years

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The Sisters

A fresh breeze of the sea blew over the market of Kugane and through Ianas long, brown hair, while she was strolling over it. Everything was so strange, so new, so different from Limsa. It was exciting! She was the first of her family, the Birdseekers, to see this beautiful city, and she wanted to see all of it, so she could tell them everything she experienced in her letters!

She followed the people, looked around the stands and let her nose guide her to the most delicious smelling food she had ever seen, when a certain person caught her attention. This red… this ears… and the tail! Could it be? “Isa?!”, she shouted, running to the mysterious little lady, who looked around baffled after hearing a very familiar voice.

“Iaaaana!!”, Isabelle screamed in excitement, when saw her sister running towards her. Before Iana could react, Isabelle had put her arms around her and gave her a big hug. “Isa, what are YOU doing here?” Didn’t dad tell her she was the first to visit Kugane? How did her little clumsy sister end up here? “Hmm… i was looooking for some nice cloooth! For new dreeesses, you see?”, Isabelle answered with her high voice Iana certainly hadn’t missed. And she was showing her cute, dumb smile again. “That’s not what i- ah, forget it. Let’s search for a quiter place, okay? Can’t hear much here…” - “Ohhh, i knooow where to go! Fooollow me!”

After Isabelle had pulled Iana over half of the market, they finally sat on a little bench. While being pulled, Iana had enough time to take a closer look at her little sister. She hadn’t changed much, but still… “Tell me, Isa…”, she began while inspecting the red lady besides her. “Where did you get that dress? It looks really nice and well made, although i could do better, you know?” - “Oh, thiiis? Made it aaall by myself, in Uuul’dah!”, Isabelle answered proudly, happy about the praise she got. “You made this? You, who always ruined the fine cloth dad gave you?”, Iana laughed, which made Isabelle look slightly offended. “Reeeally, i-” - “Yeah, yeah, you made this, i go it”, Iana interrupted her sister, petting her head. She really hasn’t changed. Still trying to impress her big sister, and still getting offended if she didn’t believe her. It was still her dumb little sister. But still, where did she get that dress? She couldn’t made it herself, did she…?

For a few seconds, Isabelle gave Iana a grumpy look while being petted, until she shoved away the arm of her big sister. “It’s sooo nice to see you again, Iaaana! How iiis everyone at home? Are mooom and daaad okay? And what are yooou doing here?” So many words. So many questions. Iana sighed softly, before she answered. “When i left, everything was okay. Some were still worried about you, especially mom, you know? The usual. Ruun has left a while ago, too, but he should be okay. At least that’s what his letters tell. He writes one every moon. And i… i was hired from a company, here in Kugane. I arrived a few days ago, and well, now i’m going to work here as the first Birdseeker in Kugane. At least that’s what dad told me. But Isa, since when are you here in Kugane? And what in Azeymas name are you doing here?”

“Oh, ehhh… i caaame here a feeew moons ago, i think? I could ask Vaaalli again, she will deeefinitly know when whe caaame here! She is the leeeader of the free cooompany i live with, and they moooved here, so… i came with them!” Iana looked absolutly baffled. What exactly did her little sister tell her right now? A few moons ago? A free company? And… that ring at her hand she was waving in front of her!? “So, Isa, you are telling me, you are part of a free company now, you are living here for a few moons in Kugane and you got married?”, Iana asked, pointing at the ring. “Mhm!”, Isabelle nodded proudly. “Then why didn’t mom and dad tell me about it?” - “Eeehhh… i, eh, kinda didn’t tell them?”, Isabelle responded and showed her dumb smile again, while looking a bit embarrassed, too.

Iana couldn’t believe it. Her little sister, the clumsy little bringer of chaos, had found a man, and didn’t tell her family about it? To be fair, she had been somewhat popular in Limsa, maybe because of her cuteness, her red hair and also her considerable bust. But still… who wanted to have such an annoying girl around all the time? And how did she managed to get married before her, her big, beautiful sister, who may have managed to get some boyfriends back home, but… they all had been idiots. And besides that… a free company?

“Okay, okay. You are married, i get that. But… a free company? One of those companies full of adventures?” Again, Isabelle nodded. “My huuusband brought me to them! They were sooo nice to me, and are aaall my friends! There is Vaaalli, our little leeeader, and Saaang, her huuusband, who teachs me, aaaand Niiiyu, my best frieeend, and Azuuura, the mom of eeeeveryone, and -”, Isabelle counted on her fingers while her green eyes seemed to glimmer with joy, when Iana interrupted her. “Isa, Isa, okay, i got it, i got it! There are many wonderful people. But what are you doing there? Adventuring as their little mage or what?”, she giggled. “Mhm! Aaand weaving!”, Isabelle answered as proud as she could.

“...what?” Iana hadn’t expected to be right. “You… what? Magic? Isa, nobody in our family could use magic, and you know that! You can’t fool me!”, she mocked her. “But i caaan use magic! Looook!” Isabelle stretched out her arm and… somehow, little sparkles appeared around it. “Oh, please. You are really desperate to impress me, aren’t you? We all know you just need a bit of magic powder to create something like that”, she giggled again. As if her sister could use magic. No Birdseeker had ever the power to use magic - even teleporting was something only a few could use. But magic? Never!

“Hmpf! Then taaaake that!”, Iana could hear Isablles huffy voice, when a surge of water hit her face, producing a loud splash. “Ehhh, wha- That was toooo much, i’m sooorry, Iana, soooorry!” Her whole face was wet, and her clothes, too. Big drops of water were dripping down from her face, taking her wonderful makeup with it. But Iana didn’t moved. She was too perplex from what had happened. Were did that water come from? Isabelle couldn’t carry that much water with her, could she? Iana would have noticed for sure! And nobody else was here! That meant…

Magic! Iana looked at Isabelle in disbelieve. Why, of all people, was she the one who could use magic? And not her, the big sister? Why had it to be her clumsy, idiotic sister? Iana would be such a good mage, she knew it! And, besides that: if Isabelle could use magic, she could teleport, too! Which meant she could just… teleport back home, instead of taking a ship, which took at least a week to sail back to Limsa. While Isabelle could always go back home, Iana was stuck here!

Envious rage was building inside her, until she shouted “You are so proud of yourself, aren’t you? Just look at yourself! Look at you, look at me! You, with your red hair! Have you ever seen someone like yourself? A real Birdseeker has brown her! Like me, or dad! A real Birdseeker can’t use magic! A real Birdseeker is a masterful weaver, like dad and the others! A real Birdseeker is married to another Seeker of the sun, unlike you, i bet! I don’t know how you did end up i our family! But you are no real Birdseeker! You don’t deserve those stars at your cheek! You are a disgrace to the family! You, and your husband, your so called weaving-skills, your magic, your shitty red hair, and… and your ridiculous boobs!”

Tears had build up in Isabelles eyes as Iana was yelling at her, running down her cheeks slowly, running over the red stars on her right cheek. And when Iana has stopped, Isabelle was shaking. For a second, she was looking at Ianas green eyes, she and Isa had inherit from her mother, before Isabelle turned and ran away. Away from her awful big sister. Iana didn’t followed her. Why should she? That girl wasn’t worth it. Instead, she should write a letter home. A very important letter.

When Isabelle appeared in front of the free companies house, she ran straight to the door. She didn’t care if anyone was there, she just wanted to be alone. She ran through the house, crying, until she reached her own room. She slammed the door after entering her room and jumped straight into her bed, where she burried herself in the blanket and all the cushions she had hoared. What did she do wrong this time? Everything? Could she ever be a true Birdseeker? One, her father and sister and everyone else would be proud of? She didn’t know. She just… didn’t know. So she kept crying. Crying, until there were no tears left...

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