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{DOLOR Part Two: Alpha!Akutagawa X Omega!Atsushi}

Atsushi never thought that his life would change drastically so quickly over night.

Atsushi and Kyouka had packed everything and had left by 4, in a private car heading to Chino Nagano, and from what the file had stated, they were heading to the outskirts due to the fact that it was likely that the child was going to have his ability. (At least that is what Ranpo had assumed.)

The ride was long, and Atsushi wanted to ask if they could stop for a few minutes, feeling nauseous, and like his stomach was about to hurl even the child within. But he didn’t say anything. Instead just taking deep breaths, watching the world pass by, leaving him and this infant between time, left with visions of how this all had started…

Akutagawa had the look that showed he’d never ever felt this way before.

Atsushi gave off a scent, whimpering underneath him, panting and red faced. Akutagawa snapped his hips, and Atsushi’s knees buckled, face pressing against the stone cold ground. The older male groaned, took a deep breath, before repeating, earning another moan from between the Omega, the Weretiger’s, lips, which were bruised red and purple from where Akutagawa had snapped, biting onto those thin, pretty plump lips, begging for harsh treatment.

Atsushi hadn’t even made a sound of disapproval, which only encouraged the Alpha.

“Taking… Ah!” He groaned, close to the edge, about to knot him.

And even then, Atsushi never seemed to notice the seriousness of the situation.

“AGH! Ak- Akutagawa….! Akuta… Gawa….! OH GOD AKUTAGAWA!” Atsushi arched, and Akutagawa growled, wanted to bite, but instead simply pressed his wrist gland against the omega’s neck gland, and groaned.

“Such… Such… Mmmm, such a good boy!”

The car had stopped in front of a small cottage based home just on the outskirts of Chino, Nagano, causing Atsushi to look at the meadow, the grove with a tree in the middle, even a pond at one side of the house, with a long line of forest on the farther side, with no end of treeline in sight.

It was breathtakingly beautiful, even Kyouka was left silent.

“This is where you’ll be staying Mr. and Miss Detectives.”

“What?!” Atsushi was left in shock.

{~:~}

The inside of the house was just as beautiful as the outside, with shining oak walls, and everything that anyone in a normal household would have and even more.

The porch with carved holding, keeping the porch’s roof stable, led to the door, which had a stained glass window right in the middle. Atsushi almost felt like an intruder, but this was his new home. He opened the door, and just as he had imagined, it was far more beautiful than the outside.

A small five foot length and width hall led to a large living room and kitchen, separated by an emerald colored top counter, the kitchen was just as large as the small hallway, and the living room even more so. The Living room had a simple brown leather coach, with a coffee table in front, with a large TV with a shelf on either side of it, waiting to be filled. The double glass doors led to a large picket fenced off backyard with a small door, a path leading into the forest for little strolls.

Atsushi looked up to see that the roof above grew higher as the second floor’s stairway {which was on the other end of the hallway beside him, which had three doors} led to a middle sized game room, with a hall on either side.

Atsushi couldn’t believe this.

And the driver said that this was being given to him and Kyouka {For as long as she stayed}. And this was his new home. Him and his children.

Atsushi looked to Kyouka, who smiled at his shocked face.

This was their home now.

{~:~}

A cradle was placed at the foot of his bed.

The house was becoming more of their own as the weeks went by. Both of them were working part time at the Chino’s Police center, the detective Agency still filing papers for Atsushi Nakajima’s enlistment and transfer. The Living Room’s shelves behind the couch and beside the large TV were beginning to fill with books, then the kitchen was used for cooking Chazuke {Tea On Rice} and boiled Tofu.

The bathroom was full of medicine for pregnancies involving omegas, smelling shampoos and conditioners, stuff that Atsushi never really thought of using at all.

The Washing room was surprisingly used often, and the office room across was filled with papers for Atsushi to file out for work the next day.

Kyouka living in the spare room across the hall was filled with beautiful kimonos and even her own little books and trinkets of fake gold on the shelf.

Atsushi grabbed the railing of the cradle, other hand lightly rubbing at the bump, smiling softly, and he felt the weight of the creature within become less of a burden and more of something to look forward to. He sighed in comfort, before looking out the large window.

{~:~}

During the Second Month…

Akutagawa was shopping, like he always did when Gin asked.

Today, it was simple ingredients for Udon, and he was just moving to the last destination of his shopping list, only to meet someone he wasn’t sure he was ready to meet. The Weretiger stood at the very front of the next shelving, and they were face to face in an instant.

Akutagawa froze, watching the Weretiger’s reaction to his presence.

Atsushi froze like a deer in headlights, staring in shock, like he had never met him before, and Akutagawa didn’t know whether or not to say anything.

The Alpha within wanted to hug him close, having shared a minor bond within Atsushi’s heat two months prior.

The scent of panic filled Akutagawa’s senses, and his flinched as Atsushi suddenly yanked whatever he was looking for in the shelves, and rushed past him.

Akutagawa couldn’t move for a second, unsure if he should follow.

Perhaps it was really nonconsensual.

And it made something inside feel panic, from the alpha, and a sickness and self-loathing from Akutagawa.

He had taken advantage, didn’t bother to take the omega’s feelings into consideration during sex, and hadn’t stayed long afterwards. No wonder the Weretiger ran away.

And he couldn’t leave it at that.

He turned the corner just as Atsushi was beginning to head towards the counter.

“Weretiger!”

Atsushi didn’t reply, simply ignoring him, pretending he wasn’t there, and continued to pay for his items.

Akutagawa thought of how to get the attention of the omega, and just when he thought of approaching him, Atsushi’s eyes met his, and his heart froze, melted, and then froze again. The tears falling down the Weretiger’s cheeks made Akutagawa sick, and he took his hand back to his side, having tried to reach out to the omega.

Atsushi didn’t bother, instead, running away to wherever he was heading this time, and left Akutagawa’s alpha to wallow in misery and regret…

“I…”

Don’t leave, I need to talk to you…

But no words were spoken.

{~:~}

Atsushi had been shy about checking the child’s gender, not ready to know anything, still getting used to the fact that he indeed carried an actual child inside him.

Well, he wasn’t expecting this!

“Are you sure?!” He almost shrieked, Kyouka next to him looking on in similar shock at the doctor.

She smiled.

“Yes. I can see them clearly.”

One boy, and one girl.

A pair.

Twins.

Atsushi slumped in his seat, placing a hand onto his stomach, the bump pressing into his palm as he took the information in. Kyouka rubbed his shoulder, blue eyes meeting sunsets, and then Atsushi sighed.

“I… I can’t believe it…” Was all he could say, the other hand gripping the chair handle as the doctor smiled at him.

“At first, I didn’t know what I was looking at, I’ve never seen twins, but after asking one of the Head Doctors, I’ve come to the conclusion you're having twins Mr. Nakajima.”

Atsushi took another deep breath, before looking at the ultrasound pics that had been handed to him earlier.

He gripped the fabric of his shirt, before nodding, and stood up with Kyouka’s help.

“Thank you Miss.”

“Of course. Come by in two weeks for a check-up alright?”

“Yes, we will.” Kyouka nodded, and grabbed Atsushi’s bag, despite the boy protesting lightly, but in too much shock to fully say no.

“Good. Get home safe alright?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

{~:~}

“What do you mean he’s been transferred?!” Akutagawa looked Dazai in the eyes with shock as the taller man simply shrugged, not being curious about Akutagawa’s sudden obsession with seeing the Weretiger.

“I mean what I’ve said. He’s been transferred. It’s classified.”

“Dazai! Why would he leave this city?! Is it because of work?! Was he sent away on a mission?!”

Was it me?

Akutagawa and Dazai shared a glance, and Dazai almost looked impressed with the other Alpha’s defiant look.

Usually, Akutagawa was always to scared of standing up against Dazai, but today, he was too desperate to even care. He needed to see the Weretiger! There’s no way he was transferred. He needed to speak to him.

“Why do you want to see him?” Dazai asked, and Akutagawa simply replied, gripping the heart of his jacket, Rashouman fluttering from the seams of his jacket’s shoulders.

“Because I… I need to apologize…!”

“... He said something happened between you too. Was it his heat?” Dazai awaited, and Akutagawa was quick to answer, simply hoping to see the Weretiger, in hopes of apologizing to him.

“Yes…! I… I knotted him and I need to apologize and see how he is and-”

“There’s no point. He wouldn’t forgive you.”

That didn’t sound like the Weretiger.

“But Dazai-”

“Afterall, he requested being sent away due to this incident.”

Akutagawa knew there was something Dazai was hiding, but the Alpha, hearing that the omega, his own omega, the one he wanted, had left because of him.

And without a word, even though he knew that Dazai was an extremely good liar, but not having bothered trying to actually pretend he wasn’t lying this time, the alpha retreated, feeling broken.

Even though he knew it wasn’t the truth, or at least the whole truth, Akutagawa could only understand that the Weretiger had left because of him.

So he returned to the dark…

{~:~}

Atsushi was sitting on one of the chairs, basking in the sun as he rubbed the bump with ease, eyes closed, a small smile forming on his lips as Kyouka continued to grab some drinks. It was during the summer, and soon enough it time, after this month, he’d be hitting the filth month. They would be one step closer to being within the world.

Kyouka stepped pit of the house, and smiled at him, enjoying the sight of her friend finally enjoying his free days off. It was soothing, and reassuring, seeing him enjoy himself and smile.

She handed him a water bottle, and just in case, a bar of Meiji Milk Chocolate.

It had been his obsession for the past few weeks since moving into Chino, and it was clear that the pregnancy was really starting to kick in, the cravings and cramps, everything.

“Thanks Kyouka!”

“Of course Atsushi.” She took her seat in the other chair, and both sat in silence, a light breeze flowing as they looked over the large field, the green grass swaying lightly, the trees shaking leafs making it a calm, but almost excited atmosphere.

Peaceful.

“I still can’t believe it…” Atsushi stated, taking a bite from his candy, other hand still placed palm pressed into his bump, eyes dazed, far away as he looked up into the clear blue sky.

He could feel Kyouka’s eyes on him, and he elaborated.

“That’s it’s not one, but two. Despite what he did, he gave me something in return. Two little children that will give me a personal hell. But… I can’t help but thank him…”

Kyouka blinked, before laughing.

“I suppose there is one thing he did that was good. Creating two innocent lives… It’s quite the feat.”

Atsushi nodded.

When thinking of someone like Akutagawa, he didn’t seem like the type of person to even get close to anyone intimately, but he had, and Atsushi was carrying proof. But there was also a guilt.

He never told Akutagawa about the pregnancy.

Atsushi hadn’t been marked by the Alpha, so he thought it was proof enough that the other didn’t want him. But even so, it was cruel to have left him in the dark. Atsushi had thought about it, about the regret on the Alpha’s face after he had aided him in his heat, and wondered how he would have reacted, knowing he was the Father of the children inside Atsushi’s womb.

Atsushi sighed, and they fell into silence again.

Now was not the time to regret.

And there was never going to be a time.

Not when he had two young children who needed him more than he needed to know the reaction of something never to happen.

Atsushi and Kyouka continued to allow themselves to enjoy the scenery, and forget regrets, even if they would only come back…

{~:~}

Akutagawa had gotten his hopes up in the Weretiger returning back to Yokohama.

It crossed his mind more than he’d admit. That was the Alpha talking, it wasn’t him wishing the return of the Weretiger, but he simply wished to apologize. Was that so hard to ask?

He sat at his desk, grey eyes scanning the once again attempted hack, and was quickly washed out of the ADA’s system, likely by the hacker ability known as Katai. He gritted his fangs, eyebrows furrowing.

He was losing his patience.

He wanted to speak with the Weretiger.

Privately, the phone, or even a letter would suffice!

But the ADA refused to give away his location. It was making his skin crawl. The Alpha was begging, and Akutagawa simply wanted it to stop. To apologize for what happened and get on with his life, {If the Alpha doesn’t stop wanting to contact the Weretiger, then he needed help} and give the Weretiger closure.

Even if Akutagawa hated him with all his jealousy, he had never wished to take advantage of the Omega.

He growled and his fingernails scratched into the wood of his desk, new marks that would either need shaving or polishing, not that it mattered to him too much.

He stared at the screen as the ADA’s profile search disappearing, and cursed.

He sighed, placing his pale hands into the palms of his hands, elbows pressed into the surface of oak, and rubbed around his sunken eyes. He had been struggling to do this for over 7 months now. Trying to contact the Weretiger, trying to at least tell him how he felt of the situation and apologize.

Was that not enough?

Was it that horrifying?

Was he that disgusting?

Those questions had been plaguing him since the moment he knotted the poor Omega, and he felt himself getting sick.

Did he really want any answers?

The sense of guilt and self-disgust filled him up to the brim for the 100th time, and he closed the laptop, and rubbed at his eyes as he sat in the darkness of his office, and breathed in deeply.

He didn’t know if he wished to have the answer, and so he left, for another night alone, suffocating from the guilt as it crushed his throat.

He’d try again tomorrow.

Even if it broke him more than he already was shattered.

{~:~}

“Kyouka, have you seen my new package of rice anywhere? Maybe I just placed it somewhere in one of those hazes again.”

Kyouka was leaning against the counter of the kitchen, blue eyes watching in almost glee as Atsushi continued to search for his main ingredient for his favorite meal.

He blinked in confusion, and tried to search all the places he had already thoroughly checked as Kyouka spoke about a different subject altogether.

“What would happen if you got a letter?”

“A letter?” Was this another shenanigan of hers?

He always decided to humor her, even if he was busy wondering where the hell he had put the rice!

“Depends on who it’s from.”

“From someone you hate. But what if they apologized?”

“...” Atsushi didn’t know what to say, simply stopping what he was doing and looking into her sudden serious eyes, and thought about it carefully.

“Well… If it was someone who I hated, I wouldn’t want to forgive them. If they wanted to apologize for something they did, I wouldn’t believe them. There is clearly another agenda. If they sent a letter, I would burn it. Does that help?” He smiled nervously at Kyouka, who blinked slowly, before shrugging it off.

“Yes it does. Thank you Atsushi.”

What he had forgotten, likely for the best in his opinion, was that he would accept a letter of apology from him, but didn’t say anything about that.

He nodded, and continued searching the cabinets, when Kyouka suddenly interrupted the silence again.

“And Atsushi…?”

“Yes?”

“I stole your rice. And I’m feeding it to the birds outside.”

“WHAT?!”

Let’s just say, half the rice was used to feed the birds, and to make Tea On Rice, and the last little bit ruined both their hair.

And Atsushi never noticed the ripped up letter in the trash can that Kyouka had discarded.

{~:~}

It was during the seventh month he decided to call the closest friends to the Weretiger, his own student, Kyouka. He was starting to get desperate, and even Kyouka had noticed how persistent he was in asking for her presence when she had returned to the ADA with information on her and Atsushi’s “mission”.

She decided to meet him in the darkness of the alleyway Akutagawa had chosen.

She stepped into it, suspecting foul-play, but was surprised to see Akutagawa make himself noticed before she said anything.

“Kyouka. I’m glad you decided to meet me here.” He kept his distance, either for her own insecure feeling or his own, she didn’t care.

“You wanted to speak to me about Atsushi. Why?”

Akutagawa hated that.

He hated how she was able to see through him instantly, it annoyed him that he was easy to read. He coughed, and leaned against the wall for support. Kyouka raised a brow.

“What happened?”

“That is none of your concern Kyouka…” He panted.

He shouldn’t be out of bed, not after his surgery, it could hurt his lung all over again.

But he had to give this to the Weretiger. There was no two ways about it. He coughed again, and placed his hand into his coat, stopping for a moment seeing Kyouka tense, before pulling out an envelope. He tossed it to her, which she easily caught. Kyouka blinked in clear confusion.

“That is… For the Weretiger. It’s… Nothing he should be afraid of.” He stated loudly.

He coughed, and turned, feeling the Alpha inside feeling uneasy, like he was missing something, would miss something if he walked away. He ignored it.

“Tell him I’m sorry. Just like that letter will.” He walked away, leaving Kyouka speechless, and leaving an angry, confused feeling inside his stomach that made him nauseous.

Not the surgery, it was something the Alpha was trying to tell him.

He continued to walk away, leaving behind his only chance at figuring out what the Weretiger had been dealing with, without force.

At least he was able to give away the letter that would have never been read.

But he didn’t know that.

{~:~}

The kicking was painful.

It had Atsushi awake all night, and he continued with it for all of the day, through the office and he couldn’t even eat lunch with Kyouka or the other people around them. It was just to painful.

So after work, with the help of Kyouka, headed to see his doctor.

Which lead to now.

“8th month correct?” She asked, typing something into her computer.

Atsushi nodded.

“One week now starting tomorrow.”

“Well, Nakajima, don’t be alarmed, but they might come a bit earlier. It seems to be genetic, and that would explain how your smaller then most omegas. So I’d expect it to be at the end of this month or the first week of the last month when they are ready to enter the world.” Atsushi nodded, and decided to keep it at that.

He had been stressed for the entirety of this pregnancy, but he was getting better, Hopefully that didn’t have anything to do with it.

He smiled gratefully and nodded.

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome. Now be sure to come back next Friday so we can be sure.”

“Yes Madam.”

On their way out of the hospital, Kyouka asked.

“Think maybe they're hungry? Maybe they’re mad at you.”

“Kyouka, I eat twice as much as I use too, and you know how much I eat. But I’ll keep that in mind.” He laughed, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and they both laughed.

Atsushi was glad to have Kyouka.

He wouldn’t know what to do if he had to go through this all alone. People waved at them and they waved back, and were quick to get onto the slow motorbike, and were on their way home.

Atsushi turned to the setting sun, and smiled.

They would be born by the end of Fall.

{~:~}

It was barely the third week of the 8th and last month when Atsushi’s water broke. It happened while he was brushing his teeth, ready for bed, when the pain washed over him like a waterfall. Gasping, he dropped his toothbrush and grasped the sink’s edge. He took quick little breaths, gasping for air as the agony increased. He looked down to see a large puddle of water, and he felt panic.

It wasn’t for another week or two!

“K-KYOUKA!” He screamed, and instantly, the young female alpha was at the open doorway, and before she could even ask, she saw the puddle, and she had a small look of shock, before pulling out her phone as she dialed the doctor’s number as she went to help Atsushi stand up and breathe.

“Hello. Yes, I have a problem. My roommate omega is going into labor, and I’d like to request an ambulance.”

She told them the address on the way down the stairs, a strong firm grip holding Atsushi up as he cried tears of pain and distress, which was in his scent, making the Alpha uneasy.

“I’d like you to hurry. I think something bad is happening.”

She hung up and he screamed.

And it was one of the most painful screams he had ever let out in his entire life.

{~:~}

“Yes? This is the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency.” Junichiro answered, listening intently.

“Someone wishes to speak with the President? No? Just any agent? Well, please, put them on.” Kunikida looked annoyed.

“What is it Tanizaki?”

Junichiro didn’t answer.

“Kyouka? Hey, calm down! What’s wrong- What do you mean he went into- He passed out?! We’ll be there in two hours alright?” Junichiro hung up and called to Ranpo, ignoring the look of confusion from Kunikida.

“Ranpo! It’s Atsushi! Call the President!”

“Knew it would happen anytime soon!” Ranpo was surprisingly out of his seat, and he turned towards the President’s office as Dazai seemed to understand the situation and got up to call the main people who cared for Atsushi.

“Alright, Kunikida, Junichiro, Naomi, Yosano, Kenji, go pack some things! We’re heading to Chino to visit Atsushi.”

“What? What happened?”

They had all learned of Atsushi’s condition, and listened closely for any news on him.

“He’s gone into labor! Just a few minutes ago! And he passed out too!” Junichiro exclaimed.

Now everyone else was uneasy.

{~:~}

Atsushi wasn’t in the usual place he would appear whenever he slept.

He was in a train, in the sky, flying towards nothing but open waters. He opened his eyes and watched the water ripple, like maybe he wasn’t in the sky, but in the water itself, and the ocean was sky. Would that mean he was upside down? He didn’t know.

He suddenly turned and was shocked.

He sat on the shadowy end of the train, towards the water, while the other side had open windows and pure white skies. There, across from him sitting in the window sill, was Akutagawa, who seemed to almost be asleep.

The coat flowed without any kind of snaps of the fabric, it was like it was flying.

Atsushi got up, almost ready to fight, but he suddenly felt the guilt he had harbored forever, ever since he left for Chino, ever since he had met him in the grocery store.

How he had never told Akutagawa about their children.

But he couldn’t say it.

“I’m sorry…” Was all he could whisper, the regret filling his sunset eyes with tears.

Everything from the dark side he had awoke on began to swarm him and he cried out, seemingly awaking Akutagawa, who snapped his head in his direction, eyes wide as Atsushi screamed.

“I’m SORRY!”

{~:~}

Atsushi awoke to a bright sunny room, lights shut off likely to help his eyes adjust. He blinked, realizing it was a hospital room, and wondered how long he had been asleep.

Where was the pain?

He remembered falling into the couch and everything turning black, Kyouka shrieking his name as the pain subsided into an upside down dream, where he and Akutagawa seemed to have been enjoying the sleep on a floating train that couldn’t figure out if it was in the sky or under water.

He breathed, and finally noticed the many people scattered about the room, and he felt a relief he didn’t know could flow through his veins.

Everyone, Kyouka, Junichiro, Naomi, Kunikida, Ranpo, and even Yosano were in the room, sleeping in chairs or sharing the couch. He sighed in that relief, buried himself in it as he sobbed lightly, wishing for a shower, a fresh set of clothes and such.

But most of all, he wished to see his two children.

His little boy and his little girl.

Just as he thought about waking up Kyouka, the door opening, causing him to flinch, and turn in that direction, sighing again at the sight of Dazai and Fukuzawa, smiling, before eyes widening at the two bundles, one black, one white, and he gulped in anticipation.

Both Alphas laughed at the look, before Fukuzawa allowed Dazai in, the alpha with dark brown hair holding both of them as he walked over. Atsushi didn’t make a move to grab them, and Dazai simply shook his head.

“You don’t need permission to hold them Atsushi. They’re yours, afterall. Who cares if Akutagawa isn’t here. All they need is you, I’m sure.”

Atsushi nodded, nervous as he reached out for the black bundle, holding them to his chest and riveling in the sheer beauty of his little daughter.

He smiled, almost cried again as he held the sleeping infant to his neck.

She had fluffy white hair, like his, with long black bangs and pale skin, similar to Akutagawa. Atsushi was quick to grab the other twin, the young boy, and smiled even wider. This one was almost an exact image of Akutagawa, but the hair was longer, fluffier, and the white also hid underneath his nape and bangs, the nape being black for his sister.

“Who’s the older one?”

“The girl.”

Atsushi wished he had been awake, and would have felt embarrassed if he wasn’t nuzzling into his young babies, purring all the while, unaware of the looks from everyone who was beginning to wake up.

“Well, better come up with names soon huh?” Junichiro smiled, and Atsushi wanted to hug him so bad, but his children filled both of his arms and he felt a rush of happiness he didn’t know could exist.

“They already have names.” Kyouka stated, and everyone perked up at that.

Fukuzawa walked over in order to hold one of the infants, and Atsushi simply did as he was told, being too exhausted to complain.

“What are they?!” Naomi exclaimed, walking over to Fukuzawa to see the young boy.

Atsushi smiled at Dazai, who leaned over and ruffled the young girl’s hair as the Weretiger said loudly, allowing Kunikida to wrap a blanket around his shoulders.

“The boy is Shiro… And the girl is Akachan…”

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{DOLOR: A!Akutagawa X O!Atsushi, OMEGAVERSE}

{~:~}

{Part Two}

Atsushi never thought that his life would change drastically so quickly over night.

Akutagawa had the look that showed he’d never ever felt this way before.

Atsushi hadn’t even made a sound of disapproval, which only encouraged the Alpha.

“Taking… Ah!” He groaned, close to the edge, about to knot him.

And even then, Atsushi never seemed to notice the seriousness of the situation.

“Such… Such… Mmmm, such a good boy!”

It was breathtakingly beautiful, even Kyouka was left silent.

“This is where you’ll be staying Mr. and Miss Detectives.”

“What?!” Atsushi was left in shock.

{~:~}

The inside of the house was just as beautiful as the outside, with shining oak walls, and everything that anyone in a normal household would have and even more.

Atsushi couldn’t believe this.

And the driver said that this was being given to him and Kyouka {For as long as she stayed}. And this was his new home. Him and his children.

Atsushi looked to Kyouka, who smiled at his shocked face.

This was their home now.

{~:~}

A cradle was placed at the foot of his bed.

The bathroom was full of medicine for pregnancies involving omegas, smelling shampoos and conditioners, stuff that Atsushi never really thought of using at all.

The Washing room was surprisingly used often, and the office room across was filled with papers for Atsushi to file out for work the next day.

Kyouka living in the spare room across the hall was filled with beautiful kimonos and even her own little books and trinkets of fake gold on the shelf.

{~:~}

During the Second Month…

Akutagawa was shopping, like he always did when Gin asked.

Akutagawa froze, watching the Weretiger’s reaction to his presence.

Atsushi froze like a deer in headlights, staring in shock, like he had never met him before, and Akutagawa didn’t know whether or not to say anything.

The Alpha within wanted to hug him close, having shared a minor bond within Atsushi’s heat two months prior.

The scent of panic filled Akutagawa’s senses, and his flinched as Atsushi suddenly yanked whatever he was looking for in the shelves, and rushed past him.

Akutagawa couldn’t move for a second, unsure if he should follow.

Perhaps it was really nonconsensual.

And it made something inside feel panic, from the alpha, and a sickness and self-loathing from Akutagawa.

He had taken advantage, didn’t bother to take the omega’s feelings into consideration during sex, and hadn’t stayed long afterwards. No wonder the Weretiger ran away.

And he couldn’t leave it at that.

He turned the corner just as Atsushi was beginning to head towards the counter.

“Weretiger!”

Atsushi didn’t reply, simply ignoring him, pretending he wasn’t there, and continued to pay for his items.

Atsushi didn’t bother, instead, running away to wherever he was heading this time, and left Akutagawa’s alpha to wallow in misery and regret…

“I…”

Don’t leave, I need to talk to you…

But no words were spoken.

{~:~}

Atsushi had been shy about checking the child’s gender, not ready to know anything, still getting used to the fact that he indeed carried an actual child inside him.

Well, he wasn’t expecting this!

“Are you sure?!” He almost shrieked, Kyouka next to him looking on in similar shock at the doctor.

She smiled.

“Yes. I can see them clearly.”

One boy, and one girl.

A pair.

Twins.

“I… I can’t believe it…” Was all he could say, the other hand gripping the chair handle as the doctor smiled at him.

“At first, I didn’t know what I was looking at, I’ve never seen twins, but after asking one of the Head Doctors, I’ve come to the conclusion you're having twins Mr. Nakajima.”

Atsushi took another deep breath, before looking at the ultrasound pics that had been handed to him earlier.

He gripped the fabric of his shirt, before nodding, and stood up with Kyouka’s help.

“Thank you Miss.”

“Of course. Come by in two weeks for a check-up alright?”

“Yes, we will.” Kyouka nodded, and grabbed Atsushi’s bag, despite the boy protesting lightly, but in too much shock to fully say no.

“Good. Get home safe alright?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

{~:~}

“I mean what I’ve said. He’s been transferred. It’s classified.”

“Dazai! Why would he leave this city?! Is it because of work?! Was he sent away on a mission?!”

Was it me?

Akutagawa and Dazai shared a glance, and Dazai almost looked impressed with the other Alpha’s defiant look.

“Why do you want to see him?” Dazai asked, and Akutagawa simply replied, gripping the heart of his jacket, Rashouman fluttering from the seams of his jacket’s shoulders.

“Because I… I need to apologize…!”

“... He said something happened between you too. Was it his heat?” Dazai awaited, and Akutagawa was quick to answer, simply hoping to see the Weretiger, in hopes of apologizing to him.

“Yes…! I… I knotted him and I need to apologize and see how he is and-”

“There’s no point. He wouldn’t forgive you.”

That didn’t sound like the Weretiger.

“But Dazai-”

“Afterall, he requested being sent away due to this incident.”

Akutagawa knew there was something Dazai was hiding, but the Alpha, hearing that the omega, his own omega, the one he wanted, had left because of him.

And without a word, even though he knew that Dazai was an extremely good liar, but not having bothered trying to actually pretend he wasn’t lying this time, the alpha retreated, feeling broken.

Even though he knew it wasn’t the truth, or at least the whole truth, Akutagawa could only understand that the Weretiger had left because of him.

So he returned to the dark…

{~:~}

Kyouka stepped pit of the house, and smiled at him, enjoying the sight of her friend finally enjoying his free days off. It was soothing, and reassuring, seeing him enjoy himself and smile.

She handed him a water bottle, and just in case, a bar of Meiji Milk Chocolate.

It had been his obsession for the past few weeks since moving into Chino, and it was clear that the pregnancy was really starting to kick in, the cravings and cramps, everything.

“Thanks Kyouka!”

Peaceful.

“I still can’t believe it…” Atsushi stated, taking a bite from his candy, other hand still placed palm pressed into his bump, eyes dazed, far away as he looked up into the clear blue sky.

He could feel Kyouka’s eyes on him, and he elaborated.

“That’s it’s not one, but two. Despite what he did, he gave me something in return. Two little children that will give me a personal hell. But… I can’t help but thank him…”

Kyouka blinked, before laughing.

“I suppose there is one thing he did that was good. Creating two innocent lives… It’s quite the feat.”

Atsushi nodded.

When thinking of someone like Akutagawa, he didn’t seem like the type of person to even get close to anyone intimately, but he had, and Atsushi was carrying proof. But there was also a guilt.

He never told Akutagawa about the pregnancy.

Atsushi sighed, and they fell into silence again.

Now was not the time to regret.

And there was never going to be a time.

Not when he had two young children who needed him more than he needed to know the reaction of something never to happen.

Atsushi and Kyouka continued to allow themselves to enjoy the scenery, and forget regrets, even if they would only come back…

{~:~}

Akutagawa had gotten his hopes up in the Weretiger returning back to Yokohama.

It crossed his mind more than he’d admit. That was the Alpha talking, it wasn’t him wishing the return of the Weretiger, but he simply wished to apologize. Was that so hard to ask?

He was losing his patience.

He wanted to speak with the Weretiger.

Privately, the phone, or even a letter would suffice!

Even if Akutagawa hated him with all his jealousy, he had never wished to take advantage of the Omega.

He growled and his fingernails scratched into the wood of his desk, new marks that would either need shaving or polishing, not that it mattered to him too much.

He stared at the screen as the ADA’s profile search disappearing, and cursed.

Was that not enough?

Was it that horrifying?

Was he that disgusting?

Those questions had been plaguing him since the moment he knotted the poor Omega, and he felt himself getting sick.

Did he really want any answers?

The sense of guilt and self-disgust filled him up to the brim for the 100th time, and he closed the laptop, and rubbed at his eyes as he sat in the darkness of his office, and breathed in deeply.

He didn’t know if he wished to have the answer, and so he left, for another night alone, suffocating from the guilt as it crushed his throat.

He’d try again tomorrow.

Even if it broke him more than he already was shattered.

{~:~}

“Kyouka, have you seen my new package of rice anywhere? Maybe I just placed it somewhere in one of those hazes again.”

Kyouka was leaning against the counter of the kitchen, blue eyes watching in almost glee as Atsushi continued to search for his main ingredient for his favorite meal.

He blinked in confusion, and tried to search all the places he had already thoroughly checked as Kyouka spoke about a different subject altogether.

“What would happen if you got a letter?”

“A letter?” Was this another shenanigan of hers?

He always decided to humor her, even if he was busy wondering where the hell he had put the rice!

“Depends on who it’s from.”

“From someone you hate. But what if they apologized?”

“...” Atsushi didn’t know what to say, simply stopping what he was doing and looking into her sudden serious eyes, and thought about it carefully.

“Yes it does. Thank you Atsushi.”

What he had forgotten, likely for the best in his opinion, was that he would accept a letter of apology from him, but didn’t say anything about that.

He nodded, and continued searching the cabinets, when Kyouka suddenly interrupted the silence again.

“And Atsushi…?”

“Yes?”

“I stole your rice. And I’m feeding it to the birds outside.”

“WHAT?!”

Let’s just say, half the rice was used to feed the birds, and to make Tea On Rice, and the last little bit ruined both their hair.

And Atsushi never noticed the ripped up letter in the trash can that Kyouka had discarded.

{~:~}

She decided to meet him in the darkness of the alleyway Akutagawa had chosen.

She stepped into it, suspecting foul-play, but was surprised to see Akutagawa make himself noticed before she said anything.

“Kyouka. I’m glad you decided to meet me here.” He kept his distance, either for her own insecure feeling or his own, she didn’t care.

“You wanted to speak to me about Atsushi. Why?”

Akutagawa hated that.

He hated how she was able to see through him instantly, it annoyed him that he was easy to read. He coughed, and leaned against the wall for support. Kyouka raised a brow.

“What happened?”

“That is none of your concern Kyouka…” He panted.

He shouldn’t be out of bed, not after his surgery, it could hurt his lung all over again.

“That is… For the Weretiger. It’s… Nothing he should be afraid of.” He stated loudly.

He coughed, and turned, feeling the Alpha inside feeling uneasy, like he was missing something, would miss something if he walked away. He ignored it.

“Tell him I’m sorry. Just like that letter will.” He walked away, leaving Kyouka speechless, and leaving an angry, confused feeling inside his stomach that made him nauseous.

Not the surgery, it was something the Alpha was trying to tell him.

He continued to walk away, leaving behind his only chance at figuring out what the Weretiger had been dealing with, without force.

At least he was able to give away the letter that would have never been read.

But he didn’t know that.

{~:~}

The kicking was painful.

It had Atsushi awake all night, and he continued with it for all of the day, through the office and he couldn’t even eat lunch with Kyouka or the other people around them. It was just to painful.

So after work, with the help of Kyouka, headed to see his doctor.

Which lead to now.

“8th month correct?” She asked, typing something into her computer.

Atsushi nodded.

“One week now starting tomorrow.”

He had been stressed for the entirety of this pregnancy, but he was getting better, Hopefully that didn’t have anything to do with it.

He smiled gratefully and nodded.

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome. Now be sure to come back next Friday so we can be sure.”

“Yes Madam.”

On their way out of the hospital, Kyouka asked.

“Think maybe they're hungry? Maybe they’re mad at you.”

“Kyouka, I eat twice as much as I use too, and you know how much I eat. But I’ll keep that in mind.” He laughed, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and they both laughed.

Atsushi was glad to have Kyouka.

He wouldn’t know what to do if he had to go through this all alone. People waved at them and they waved back, and were quick to get onto the slow motorbike, and were on their way home.

Atsushi turned to the setting sun, and smiled.

They would be born by the end of Fall.

{~:~}

It wasn’t for another week or two!

“Hello. Yes, I have a problem. My roommate omega is going into labor, and I’d like to request an ambulance.”

She told them the address on the way down the stairs, a strong firm grip holding Atsushi up as he cried tears of pain and distress, which was in his scent, making the Alpha uneasy.

“I’d like you to hurry. I think something bad is happening.”

She hung up and he screamed.

And it was one of the most painful screams he had ever let out in his entire life.

{~:~}

“Yes? This is the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency.” Junichiro answered, listening intently.

“Someone wishes to speak with the President? No? Just any agent? Well, please, put them on.” Kunikida looked annoyed.

“What is it Tanizaki?”

Junichiro didn’t answer.

“Ranpo! It’s Atsushi! Call the President!”

“Alright, Kunikida, Junichiro, Naomi, Yosano, Kenji, go pack some things! We’re heading to Chino to visit Atsushi.”

“What? What happened?”

They had all learned of Atsushi’s condition, and listened closely for any news on him.

“He’s gone into labor! Just a few minutes ago! And he passed out too!” Junichiro exclaimed.

Now everyone else was uneasy.

{~:~}

Atsushi wasn’t in the usual place he would appear whenever he slept.

He suddenly turned and was shocked.

The coat flowed without any kind of snaps of the fabric, it was like it was flying.

Atsushi got up, almost ready to fight, but he suddenly felt the guilt he had harbored forever, ever since he left for Chino, ever since he had met him in the grocery store.

How he had never told Akutagawa about their children.

But he couldn’t say it.

“I’m sorry…” Was all he could whisper, the regret filling his sunset eyes with tears.

Everything from the dark side he had awoke on began to swarm him and he cried out, seemingly awaking Akutagawa, who snapped his head in his direction, eyes wide as Atsushi screamed.

“I’m SORRY!”

{~:~}

Atsushi awoke to a bright sunny room, lights shut off likely to help his eyes adjust. He blinked, realizing it was a hospital room, and wondered how long he had been asleep.

Where was the pain?

He breathed, and finally noticed the many people scattered about the room, and he felt a relief he didn’t know could flow through his veins.

But most of all, he wished to see his two children.

His little boy and his little girl.

“You don’t need permission to hold them Atsushi. They’re yours, afterall. Who cares if Akutagawa isn’t here. All they need is you, I’m sure.”

Atsushi nodded, nervous as he reached out for the black bundle, holding them to his chest and riveling in the sheer beauty of his little daughter.

He smiled, almost cried again as he held the sleeping infant to his neck.

“Who’s the older one?”

“The girl.”

“They already have names.” Kyouka stated, and everyone perked up at that.

Fukuzawa walked over in order to hold one of the infants, and Atsushi simply did as he was told, being too exhausted to complain.

“What are they?!” Naomi exclaimed, walking over to Fukuzawa to see the young boy.

Atsushi smiled at Dazai, who leaned over and ruffled the young girl’s hair as the Weretiger said loudly, allowing Kunikida to wrap a blanket around his shoulders.

“The boy is Shiro… And the girl is Akachan…”

#Bungo Stray Dogs #Omegaverse #AkutagawaXAtsushi

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soupiyamashuu · 5 months

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Basic Information

Her name is Haruka Aragaki (荒垣春果)

Hero Name: Shi no Tenshi (lit. Angel of Death) - 死の天使

Agender (any pronouns)

Sapphic

She was born on Zamami Island, Okinawa, Japan on August 15.

He speaks Japanese, Okinawan, Hokkien, and extremely basic English.

blood type: AB

Power Type

Psychic Spirit Medium - specifically able to communicate with and make use of spirits, demons, and other supernatural forces in fighting.

Typically summons ghosts and other spirits to fight for her. However, due to there also being the psychic element to this … she can kind of force the other person to hallucinate a specific thing. like if she wanted the opponent to see something they were afraid of or wanted them to specifically be plagued by like. idk smile dog KHGKHFGHK she could force that image to show up in the other person’s mind.

Often communicates with the deceased for both just casual conversations and as “fortune telling” methods.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes: a lot of spooky things (horror games, movies, literature) but also. jpop and vocaloid songs..

Dislikes: uncleanliness, darkness, and getting close to others

Hobbies: seances and collecting bones..

Fave/Least Fave Animals: cats // ???

Fave/Least Fave Colors: ??? // ???

Fears: Rejection

Family

Haruka grew up on Zamami Island in Okinawa and was hardly exposed to anyone close to her age. She has no siblings or extended family members and therefore had to play by herself for the most part growing up.

To cope with this, she made up “imaginary friends” but realized eventually those were just like. spirits and ghosts. She figured that talking to the deceased was better than talking to absolutely nobody at all.

Her closest friend is Maika, an Angel that she met on a trip to the Japanese Alps in Nagano prefecture. They made a summoning contract to work together, though Maika eventually came to Okinawa to live and ‘work’ with Haruka anyway.

Appearance

Long purple hair, usually braided in the back.

Dark green eyes

5 ft 3

Slender and toned.

Asian; she has dark skin due to being a native Okinawan (Ryukyuan) and also from living on an island for her entire life.

She is usually smiling but in the Makima way where it’s .. kind of suspicious idk.

Usually wears non-descript clothing in white or black colors only.

Hero Outfit: depends...

Has piercings on both ears.

Personality

Has often been described with terms like “cryptic” or “mysterious”. Her superhero persona and skillset have also resulted in her being considered ominous and frightening.

Haruka is very calm and methodical about most things. A lot of people are suspicious of her, but she has always pretended to be unfazed by this, though she is actually quite lonely sometimes. After all, it’s not like she chose her power set.

Then again, he is not really a particularly warm or openly compassionate person either. Usually tends to be reserved and aloof because he feels it’s easier to be detached from people.

Design Lore

Shin, Haruka, Mikiko, and Rin all represent an interpretation of the four horsemen of the apocalypse – Haruka = Death – the four of them are known by the Japanese name “Yohane no Mokushiroku no Yonkishi” (literal translation of the four horsemen)

august 15 is a common day of Obon - a holiday celebrated to honor the spirits of one’s ancestors

Trivia

Although he likes a lot of ominous stuff, he also just kind of likes watching anime and reading manga like a normal person. He likes the manga “Slam Dunk” a lot.

#fibbs oc lore #haruka

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mitsujiwordpress · 2 years

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The Nagano Purple Grape is a triploid anucleate variety developed in 1990 by crossing "Kyoho Grape" with "Rizamart Grape." , Seedless grapes do not enlarge the fruit, so they are treated with gibberellin to enlarge.Tetraploid: means that the number of chromosomes in the cell is an integral multiple of the normal individual.The number of chromosomes in grapes is 19, so the diploid is 38, and the tetraploid is 76. In terms of cultivars, the Delaware grape and Shine Muscat grape are diploid, Kyoho grape and Fujiminori grape are tetraploid, Kingdera grape and Summer Black grape. In general, tetraploids tend to have larger grains than diploids, and triploids tend to produce seedless fruits.). The breed was registered in 2004. At the time of registering the cultivar, it was said to have been bred by crossing "Kyoho Grape'' and "Rosario Bianco Grape'', but it was revealed that the pollen parent was "Rizamart Grape'' and was announced on December 22, 2010.

#ナガノパープル #マスカット

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chuck-snowbug · 10 months

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Nagano Purple Grape of "Ministop" at Komae-Iwadokita, Milk with Berry Sauce, Milk with Chocolate Sauce - 5th, 6th & 7th Soft Serve I Had In 2023

#soft serve #ソフトクリーム #japanese sweets #icecream #ice cream

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cafe-address · 4 years

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〈Seasonal Drink〉グレープジャスミン（Hot or Iced）

560yen グレープ＆ブルーベリージュレをしのばせたジャスミンティーに旬のナガノパープルとシャインマスカットを飾りました。

#grape #cold drink #hot drink #blueberry #shine muscat #nagano purple #Jasmine tea #blueberryjelly #seasonaldrink

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blushbitten · 5 years

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Tsuyoshi Nagano

#illustration #purple #blue #photoset #op #tsuyoshi nagano #soft #fairy

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pakkunbuelna · 3 years

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LOST;CONTINUE print available. #PrintsForSale #PrintsEnVenta #Yellow #Purple #Trippy #Weird #Random #TrippyPhotography #Jigokudani #MonkeyPark #Sign #Letreros #Japan #Nagano #長野 #地獄谷 #travel #adventure #Archillect https://www.instagram.com/p/CWMkcs-Jong/?utm_medium=tumblr

#printsforsale #printsenventa #yellow #purple #trippy #weird #random #trippyphotography #jigokudani #monkeypark #sign #letreros #japan #nagano #長野 #地獄谷 #travel #adventure #archillect

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faetarou · 3 years

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𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 || 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

fandom || haikyuu

pairings || suna rintarou x reader

gender || fem!reader

request || anon said: suna x reader w/ this video !! // anon #2 said: Hello heard you were taking requests free of charge since I’m cheap as crap 🤡 I decided to stop by. Can you do a Suna x femreader please? And fluff please. Preferably time skip Suna if that’s alright. Thanks so much [from fae: i combined these requests because i'm lazy 😩 anyway here have some of my timeskip!suna brainrot, and this is actually the closest to my non-fanfic writing style i've ever gotten on here]

warnings // disclaimers || literally none oh my god wow this is a first

word count || 0.8k

taglist || @crystal-lilac , @kenmaslov3r [you can send me an ask or dm to be added !!]

Y/N SIGHED WITH RELIEF AS she dropped her phone, rolling over in bed with the words of the livestream she'd been watching still echoing in her ears.

It's another win for EJP Raijin! They're unstoppable, all thanks to their incredible middle blocker, Suna Rintarou!

A soft smile stretched her lips ever so slightly as she finally threw aside the blankets covering her form, yawning as she glanced outside her apartment. Darkness had descended enthusiastically upon her home of the Nagano Prefecture, silhouetting the skyline in blushing pink and ethereally deep purple, stars beginning to blink into existence as the moon rose.

Y/N stayed at the window for a moment, her breath fogging the glass, cold to the touch, before she turned away, yawning again as she ambled for the kitchen. Sleepily, though it was still ridiculously early in the evening (it must be lying in bed that makes me so tired, she thought), she made rice and stir-fry, carrying out the steps without thinking as she waited and waited.

Finally, when she was scooping the rice out of the cooker and into two bowls, she heard the very faint sound of a key in a lock, and the squeaky hinges of the front door opening in loud protest. Immediately dropping what she was doing, Y/N rubbed her eyes and turned to the door, smiling at the lanky silhouette taking his shoes off at the end of the hallway.

"Hi, baby," Suna Rintarou said, with that lazy smile of his cracking with exhaustion in a way that made Y/N shuffle down the tiles to him and open her arms.

He barely needed that much invitation, groaning and dropping his head onto her shoulder, the soft strands of his brown hair tickling her neck.

"Tired, huh?" she chuckled quietly, her arms wrapping around him and resting on his shoulder blades as he held onto her waist like a leaf in the wind. "Early night for you, then."

Rintarou let out a low, tired moan, finally raising his head and stretching out to his full, towering height, a shadow lingering over his muted green eyes. He gave a sort of pout, and it struck Y/N properly just how close he was to breaking point.

"Smells good," he mumbled, a somewhat pathetic attempt to divert her attention of his state of done.

She knew, better than most, just how draining it was to be a professional athlete, and it was this knowledge that had her taking his hands and leading him into the kitchen of their shared apartment. He gave a longing glance at the steaming food that had her huffing a laugh, but she gently turned his attention to her with a hand on each of his cheeks.

"Rin," Y/N whispered, one of her hands sliding down and playing with the soft hair at the nape of his neck. "What's up?"

Rintarou almost folded in on himself, his shoulders slumping as his words came out in mumbled half-sentences. "Missed you. And I'm really, really tired. Match was rough."

With a light touch smoothing some of his hair out of his eyes, Y/N sat them both down at the table, neither touching their food yet as her smaller hands encased his, tracing over the calluses with an almost imperceptible touch that made him melt into her. She brought herself forwards so her legs were sandwiched between his, their forehead resting together.

"It's okay to be tired, Rin," she reminded him, gently. "And I love you so, so much, okay?"

His bottom lip wobbled, just slightly, and Y/N angled herself so she could still its motion with her own mouth. Then, she pressed another kiss to his lips.

And another.

Soon, she was practically seated on his lap, brushing her lips over his again and again and again to remind him just how much she loved him. Rintarou reciprocated the affection, slowly flicking his tongue over her mouth and wrapping his arms around her.

Finally, Y/N drew back, standing with the monosyllabic explanation of 'food', coaxing a whine from him as she scooped the stir-fry on top of the perfectly white rice, drizzling sauces and spice over them and returning with the warm meal.

"Here." She pressed a kiss to his temple, sitting next to him, their thighs touching as she passed him a spoon. "Love you."

"I love you too," Rintarou was quick to respond, pleased as ever at how easy the words were to fall from his lips, and how much better they made them both feel. "Thank you."

Y/N grinned at him, lighting up as he returned the motion with that special smile he reserved especially for her. "It's okay, Rin. I'm glad you're home."

He looked down at his bowl, his smile still not faltering. "I'm glad, too."

࿐ 𝐟𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 !!

#strawberry sorbet #fae's flavours #order for: anon #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #suna #suna rintarou #suna x reader #suna fluff #suna rintarou x reader #suna rintarou fluff #inarizaki #inarizaki x reader #inarizaki fluff #fae's sorbet

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call-me-rucy · 3 years

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About Desmond Sycamore

This is the year 2021 and I’m not done talking about this man and his amazing tearjerking plot twist, so thanks to popular demand, here’s the 1k essay.

About his name

This post is brought to you by my brain, who, after 8 years, finally had an epiphany on what the meaning of Sycamore’s original surname is. Well, I say meaning. More like “way of writing”.

As you may know, Desmond’s original name in the Japanese version is “Foster Sahaiman”, originally “Fosutaa Saahaiman”, but that’s the regular Japanese way of spelling Foster so no problem there. Now, about the surname. Most common ways of spellling I’ve seen is either directly like it is in Japanese or, trying to English-ify it by ignoring a bunch of sylabes and going with “Simon”.

I finally found a way to write it in “English”, not ignoring any syllables.

My take is “Sirhighman“. Foster Sirhighman. It’s English sounding, non-existent and tbh sounds like the kind of name Hino would give to such a character. Basically, named him “Dr. Adopted Important-Chatacter”. And then again, we’re talking about the same character than later renamed himself “Desukooru” aka Deathcall (you can pry my headcanon of that being the intended meaning from my call death hands), so, in my opinion, it checks out.

About his colours

Back in the day, before we even knew what the sixth game would be titled, I already had the idea that it would include information about the professor’s early childhood. It was only natural, as the first time we’d heard about Layton’s past had been the end of the first trilogy and then in Miracle Mask we had explored his teen years. We were working backwards to a great and final backstory to close it all. The only problem I had with this deduction was, what would he get from this backstory? From Claire he got the “professor”, the “gentleman”and the hat; from Randall, he got the archaeology and the puzzling solving. If you removed that, all that was left of the character was just a man called Hershel Layton! , I remember thinking, annoyed, not knowing that that “Hershel Layton” was in fact the answer I was looking for.

On an apparent change of subject, I’d like to point out that Takuzo Nagano is an amazing character designer. He’s responsible for most Layton character designs, including Layton, Luke, Flora, Emmy... and of course Sycamore. The main characters are designed so that you can tell who it is with a glance. Blue? Luke. Yellow? Emmy. Orange and light brown? Flora. Dark Blue? Dark Future Luke. Except. Except. Sycamore shares the black and red palette with Layton. And when I say shares, I mean it.

Here I picked the colours to compare: in the scene, their skin, hair, suit and red details colours are extremely, extremely similar. In the credit images they’re downright identical. So much I had to put the shoe colours too so that I wouldnt confuse whose line is whose.

Slow clap for Nagano for designing two such visually different characters even though they share most of their colours.

Desmond’s suit is also (understandably) heavily inspired by Descole’s disguise: see the purple buttons, similar to Descole’s purple ribbon and how the shoes are literally the same. Real fun that Level-5 decided to make obvious from minute 1 of AL (aka the moment Raymond shows up, an then Desmond’s suit and voice) that these two were the same person only to then leave us with the existencial question of “Was Sycamore’s real identity Descole or was Descole’s real identity Sycamore?”.

Where am I going with all this? I’m not certain myself, I’m not particularly good at formalizing my ideas but imagine for a second that you have played all Professor Layton games with the exception of Azran Legacy, and you have no idea who even Sycamore is. And then I present you the following image, tell you it’s an image from the game you haven’t played, and I ask you to point to Hershel.

You’d do it right.

You’d correctly point to the figure with brown hair and dressed in orangey-red and go “That’s Hershel”. And that fact drives me crazy.

Because it there’s one thing Hershel Layton had before Claire, before Randall, apart from his name, it’s his colour scheme. I can only think of two instances before Azran Legacy in which Layton isn’t wearing anything orange or orangy-red (the fencing suit and a credit image in MM; no, I’m not counting Luke’s dream). Even future Layton in LF and the unused AA evil Layton designs had red in them!

So when Hershel gave his brother his name, he was giving him his place in the world, but, design-wise, he was also giving him his character place. The red colour we have learned during 5 games it means “Professor Layton” and “main character”, was not his own but given to him along with the name. Hershel Layton only starts wearing red and orange AFTER he is Hershel Layton, because those colours are the ones inherent to the character named Hershel which he wasn’t before.

It’s also interesting how they both got the same black. Story-wise, Layton wears black to match his hat, who was given by Claire, but she might have chose the colours based on clothes Layton already owned, as seen in the last credit picture of Unwound Future. But design-wise it’s just because he was thought like this. He was the main character and presumibly the first designed and they thought black was nice. I guess Sycamore’s black it’s also a nod to Descole but, for all that, Sycamone could have been in green. Or purple. Or, if you want it plain looking, just brown. Also Descole has a darker black in his cape and shoes, they could have gone with that. The point is: they didn’t need to copy paste Layton’s colour palette into another archaeology professor, but they did, and it’s entirely justified and supported by the story and that’s just beautiful and really clever.

That’s it! Hope you enjoyed reading, feel free to add your own comments on the subject! :D

#professor layton #desmond sycamore #jean descole #azran legacy #azran legacy spoilers #the return of rucy the layton infodumper #im not apologizing for the length #hershel layton

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Alright I’ve got a hard question for you. If you were in the Haikyuu world and you get to be the manager for one team which team would it be? Keeping in mind all the other teams would be your opponents.

oh my, what a difficult question to answer I really think—SHIRATORIZAWA!

alright I know you didn't ask for my reasoning, but I will give it to you along with the pros and cons of the other schools LOL

shiratorizawa:

a major powerhouse school which sets aside a large amount of funding for their athletic departments. these are the kids that most likely get the fancy lunch boxes and ride the charter buses whenever they go play tournaments. they have a good reputation and attract the best players with their state of the art facilities and equipment! they stay winning. not only this, but the team is so FUNNY! I love the dynamics the guys have (ushiten and semishira just make me lol) and I feel like they're not too much of a handful (even though I write them to be lol again). dependable team, it's very easy to look up to the guys! I also look great in purple LMAO

kamomedai:

okay this is the team which I would want to manage next if shiratorizawa was out of reach LOL and I feel like people might think this is so left field, but I like where this school is located (nagano prefecture). this team has a solid play style and keep it serious on the court, but you also have the trio of hirugami, hoshiumi, and gao to liven things up. those three crack me up so much... I just know that gao tried to pick up hoshiumi once like he was simba in the lion king and then got his ass kicked for it... hirugami merely watched from the side and went "mhm, should have kept his mouth shut!" while telling you to enjoy the show...

seijoh:

pro: another hilarious group, especially with seijoh 4. I can really see this team making it a point to go out together a lot for teambuilding and to create lasting friendships and connections. they'll warm up to you real easy. there's probably never a boring moment with this team.

con: they never went to nationals. I'm sorry but I can't be with a team that constantly loses. it would kill me

inarizaki:

pro: kita shinsuke and the rest of the team

con: the miyas' antics would drive me up the wall

dateko:

pros: cute uniform colors, has a signature playstyle that they pride themselves on, most of the guys seem like they would be incredibly helpful and sweet

con: futakuchi

#I didn't write shiratorizawa antics for nothin'#I think I went way into depth for this sorry I just love running my mouth about this kind of stuff #con: futakuchi #didn't do all the schools bc I'm lazy #THANK YOU FOR ASKING THIS THOUGHHHHHHH I love answering questions like this much appreciated #moosh woosh #anon

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Chiaki Abe || Sailor Sylvia

This Lovely Lady belongs to Sylvia of the Otaku Senshi Alliance, a lovely lady I had a lot of fun doodling her ideas. She was one of my first Colouring Book Edits for the longest time, getting into the swing of it. I do very much regret the boots. They're so off SM style, that lace... Arg! One day I might fix it....

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Chiaki Abe || Sailor Sylvia

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Belongs to Sailor_Sylvia

:Mission:

Chiaki was a quiet girl in Nagano stargazing when a meteorite fell to Earth. Hoping to add it to her collection she followed its trajectory except instead of a smoldering rock at the heart of a crater there was a strange vase, depicting the likeness of a silver clad woman and a crescent moon. It bewitched Chiaki, causing strange feelings and memories to rise up inside her.

But suddenly a woman stood over her! She claimed to be Alabaster of the Eclipse Syndicate, dedicated to finding relics of the Golden Kingdom and selling them to the highest bidder. That vase was too powerful for a little girl so she better hand it over.

Suddenly a cat landed between them and dropped a pen. “Transform Sailor Sylvia!”

Now Chiaki is more than a little girl! She’s the Sailor Suited Guardian of the Stars, Sailor Sylvia. With her mooncat Pandora and the Moon Compass she must track down these strange relics of her past.

Each step leads her closer ‘the haul to end all hauls’. What is this Silver Crystal, why does the Moon Compass want to go to Tokyo and who is this Dark bidder who will do anything to get both?

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Civilian Form

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:Name & Meaning:

Chiaki Abe. Chiaki means ‘a thousand lights’ and Abe means ‘Peace.’ She is the ‘Peace of A Thousand Lights’

:Age & Birthday:

Fourteen, born October 4th. This means her star sign is Libra and is ruled by the air element and ruled by the seventh house. It means that she builds relationships with others easily!

:Appearance:

Chiaki has pale creamy skin and silver-lilac eyes that sparkle with adventure. She pulls her long royal purple back into wavy purple pigtails that cascades past her waist. She’s outdoorsy and often dresses in sky colours. She is never without her prep-pouch filled with a compass, matches, a snack and camera because you never know what you’ll find.

:Personality:

Chiaki has an active and enthusiastic appreciation of nature and loves to share its beauty with others through her photography. She is often pestering her fellow Scouts with her photo albums or getting them to pose for the perfect group picture. Her favourite thing is to hike beyond the city to capture the night sky in all its glory.

Along with her photography she likes to draw star charts, practicing amateur astronomy and astrology which she will also talk the ear off anyone who will listen.

:Likes:

Chiaki loves fresh air and open skies. If she isn’t camping, she spends her free time in the local parks snapping candid shots of the flora and wildlife. She hates cooking but her favourite meal is packet mac and cheese, with extra, extra cheese! She also has a sweet tooth for anything chocolate and there’s nothing better than a fire roasted s’more with sticky marshmallow and gooey chocolate running down her fingers.

She also spends her free time taking pictures. Her digital Lanon camera is a battered thing she takes everywhere and while she treats it rather absently, the memory cards inside are priceless which she protects because the memories are irreplaceable.

:Dislikes:

She isn’t a fan of crowds, she hates being squished and jostled and too much noise means you can’t hear her speak! She also hates avocados.

:Hobbies:

Chiaki's true love is the stars. She likes to perform amateur astrophotography and uses those pictures to chart their paths. The reason is she’s also a fan of astrology, but not those cheap newspaper horoscopes she scoffs at. Her first question when meeting new people is ‘What’s your birthday?’ Using her photos she calculates the degree of ascent, the rising of Jupiter in the House of Aquarius to plot out her week. Most people laugh, but sometimes they’re uncannily accurate.

:Family:

The Abe family is a relaxed family house, normal in every way.

Her father Tadaaki (brightness) works at a local observatory as an engineer helping with local satellites and from him Chiaki gets her love of the stars. She constantly teases him, begging him to borrow a satellite… just for a minute or two… for her astrophotography but he never has.

Her mother Ichika (A thousand flowers) is a lecturer at a college specialising in meteorology and weather, helpful for when Chiaki plans her camping trips.

She also has a little sister named Hikaru. Chiaki is very protective of Hikaru and Hikaru looks up to her big sister. She’s preschool and she likes to borrow Chiaki’s photographs and tries to redraw them.

:School:

Chiaki first goes to Vale Garden Private School, then transfers to TA Girl's Academy with Rei. She excels in physical education and is part of the photography club. She isn’t so good at maths and home arts so prepare for smoke in the kitchen and sowing herself to her knees!

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Relationships

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:Friends:

In Nagano her best friend is Nariko who prefers to spend her time in doors, but gets left behind when her family moves to Tokyo where she meets the Inner Scouts.

Although Chiaki is friends with all the Sailor Guardians most of her time with Rei. The priestess has a greater spiritual connection but Chiaki seems more lucky. The two sometimes compare star charts and fire readings to plot where the enemy will strike next. She’s a little too quiet for Chiaki but together they work as a team.

After the defeat of Beryl, Tokyo was attacked by the Black Moon Family where she met Chibiusa, Usagi’s daughter from the future. Both being full of curiosity and energy they got on well.

However her friendship with the Inners was tested when the Outers arrived. The Inners viewed them with suspicion but as her own planet lay between the Inners and Outer systems she felt it was her duty to extend the olive branch. She was frustrated by their willingness to sacrifice others for some ‘greater good’ that they didn’t understand, but knew their intentions were not selfish.

On the other hand she didn’t like the Starlights at all! Her hackles were raised and didn’t like them butting in on Sol System territory. She especially distrusts Seiya who’s always trying to impress Usagi and muscle in on Mamaru while he’s away.

:Love Interests:

Although she won’t admit it, she has a crush on Kaito who works the front desk at the Crown Parlor Arcade. He’s so serious and aloof, if only he’d smile more!

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Sailor Sylvia

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:Guardian Starseed:

Her starseed comes from the asteroid Sylvia, which thrived during the Silver Millenium. Ironically one of its biggest exports was avocados.

:Realm of Influence:

Stars, Astrology

:Past Life:

During her past life she was Princess Chiaki, heir to the throne of Sylvia and a brave protector of the Silver Kingdom. She followed Princess Usagi to Earth where she met Cuprite, a spy in the name of the Golden Kingdom. Although very serious, she’s sure he has a different side to him. He’s very curious about the Moon Kingdom.

:Animal Guide:

An advisor to Princess Chiaki’s mother, Pandora was sent with Luna and Artemis to help find Sailor Sylvia. She’s a siamese cat, taller and more angular than her friends and more active in a battle, often skittering through the fray for a better view. She didn’t live on the moon and is considered blunt and unmannerly compared to Luna and Artemis.

:Important Items:

The Sylvia Transformation Pen, a royal purple pen with the symbol of Sylvia on it.

The Moon Compass which reacts to relics nearby however when there are none it’s silver arrow points to Tokyo.

:Henshin Phrase:

Sylvia Power Makeup!

As she holds her pen in the air a dark, gauzy veil filled with a nebular of stars sweeps around her body which is filled with all the beauty of the night sky. As the veil clings to her body it glitters with stars before forming her fuku. Finally she stands with her hands on her hips prepared to fight!

:Guardian Challenge:

"I am the Pretty Guardian Who fights for love and for freedom! I am Sailor Sylvia! In the Name of Sylvia, I’ll snuff out your light!"

:Guardian Fuku:

Sylvia wears the Sol fuku with royal purple as her primary colour and lilac as her secondary. Her earrings are star shaped studs with chains that dangle from them like a comet trail. Her boots are shortheeled and laced to midshin.

:Weapon:

After she receives her power up she commands the Sylvia Star Net which she uses to capture and subdue her enemies.

:Attacks:

Sylvia Star Ascension

Sailor Sylvia twirls, gathering starlight on the tips of all her fingers before flicking them at the enemy in a hail of energy, crashing to earth like a meteor shower.

Sylvia Bright Luminance

Sylvia brings her fingers together, pointer and thumb like a picture frame. She winks cheekily and sends a flash of light to blind the enemy… and anyone else who can’t cover their eyes fast enough.

Sylvia Astral Web

Sylvia gains the power up of the Sylvia Star Net. With a sweep of her arms the silvery net pitted with glowing stars at their anchors which captures the enemy and then bombards them with a furious nebula of starlight.

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#sailormoon #sailor moon #sailormoonoc #sailor moon oc #sailormoon oc #otakusenshi #otaku senshi #sailorsylvia #cuprite #Pandora #otakusenshialliance #bssm:novalie #awesome otaku senshi

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Dusted Mid-Year Roundup: Part 3, The Lists

Chris Corsano and Bill Orcutt

We finish the mid-year feature with individual writers’ lists of favorite records from the first half of 2021. Check out our mid-year exchange part 1 and part 2 if you haven’t already.

Jason Bivins

Bisbaye — Le Sens de la Fin (Cuneiform)

Colin Cannon – McGolrick (Infrequent Seams)

Bruno Duplant — Paysages sans Ages III (Sublime Retreat)

Ben Goldberg — Everything Happens to Be (Bag Productions)

Georg Graewe and Sonic Fiction Orchestra — Fortschritt und Vergnügen (Random Acoustics)

Lingua Ignota — Agnus Dei (self-released)

Michael Gregory Jackson — Frequency Equilibrium Koan (Golden Records)

James Brandon Lewis Red Lily Quintet — Jesup Wagon (AUM Fidelity)

Dominique Pifarely Quartet — Nocturnes (Clean Feed)

Wadada Leo Smith — Trumpet (TUM Records)

Ryley Walker and Kikagaku Moyo — Deep Fried Grandeur (Husky Pants)

Yasmin Williams — Urban Driftwood (Spinster)

Miguel Zenon — Law Years: The Music of Ornette Coleman (Miel)

Tim Clarke

Dry Cleaning — New Long Leg (4AD)

The Notwist — Vertigo Days (Morr Music)

Cory Hanson — Pale Horse Rider (Drag City)

Ryley Walker — Course in Fable (Husky Pants)

The Weather Station — Ignorance (Fat Possum)

Matt Sweeney & Bonnie "Prince" Billy — Superwolves (Drag City)

Elephant9 — Arrival of the New Elders (Rune Grammofon)

Elori Saxl — The Blue of Distance (Western Vinyl)

Liam Singer — The Ocean (self-released)

Andrew Forell

Arab Strap — As Days Get Dark (Rock Action)

Nick Cave & Warren Ellis — Carnage (Goliath)

Madlib — Sound Ancestors (Madlib Invazion)

Dry Cleaning — New Long Leg (4AD)

Floating Points, Pharoah Sanders, LSO — Promises (Luaka Bop)

Black Country, New Road — For The First Time (Ninja Tune)

Gazelle Twin & NYX — Deep England (NYX Collective)

Speaker Music — Soul-Making Theodicy (Planet Mu)

The Reds, Pinks & Purples — Uncommon Weather (Slumberland)

Mapstation — My Frequencies, When We (Bureau B)

Thomas Fehlmann — Böser Herbst ((Kompakt)

Sons Of Kemet - Black To The Future (Impulse!)

Ray Garraty

YOUNG SLO-BE — Red Mamba (KoldGreedy Entertainment / Thizzler On The Roof)

Drego — Krazy Man (TF Circle Entertainment / Get Off Records)

Rio Da Yung Og x Nuez — Life Of A Yung Og (Label?)

Devin The Dude — Soulful Distance (Coughee Brothaz Entertainment)

Ampichino — Quarantine Part 2 (Double F Records / Rapbay / Urbanlife Distribution)

Mac J — Tricky Situation (TrueStory / Thizzler on the Roof)

BlueBucksClan — Clan Virus 2 (Out of the Blue)

Robert Ham

Alina Kalancea — Impedance (Important)

The Telescopes — Songs of Love and Revolution (Tapete)

Innov Gnawa — Lila (Daptone)

Eximperituserqethhzebibšiptugakkathšulweliarzaxułum — Šahrartu (Willowtip)

Chris Corsano & Bill Orcutt — Made out of Sound (Palilalia)

Sana Nagano — Smashing Humans (577)

Ryley Walker — Course In Fable (Husky Pants)

Wau Wau Collectif — Yaral Sa Doom (Sahel Sounds)

Elori Saxl — The Blue of Distance (Western Vinyl)

Nightshift — Zoë (Trouble in Mind)

Bryon Hayes

Daniel Bachman—Axacan (Three Lobed)

Chris Corsano & Bill Orcutt — Made out of Sound (Palilalia)

Colin Fisher — Reflections of the Invisible World (Halocline Trance)

Giant Claw — Mirror Guide (Orange Milk)

Godspeed You! Black Emperor — God's_Pee at State's End! (Constellation)

Anne Guthrie—Gyropedie (Students of Decay)

Kim's Spirit — Blossom Everywhere (Tobira)

Mdou Moctar — Afrique Victime (Matador)

Roy Montgomery — Island of Lost Souls (BaDaBing)

Natural Information Society w Evan Parker — descension (Out of Our Constrictions) (Eremite)

Reds, Pinks and Purples — Uncommon Weather (Slumberland)

Claire Rousay — A Softer Focus (American Dreams)

M. Sage — The Wind of Things (Geographic North)

Satomimagae — Hanazono (RVNG Intl.)

Sunburned Hand of the Man — Pick a Day to Die (Three-Lobed)

Matt Sweeney and Bonnie Prince Billy — Superwolves (Drag City)

Ryley Walker + Kikagaku Moyo — Deep Fried Grandeur (Husky Pants)

Wau Wau Collectif — Yaral Sa Doom (Sahel Sounds)

Mason Jones

Roy Montgomery — Island of Lost Souls (BaDaBing)

Sunburned Hand of the Man — Pick A Day To Die (Three-Lobed)

Speaker Music — Soul-Making Theodicy (Self-released)

Dr Pete Larson and his Cytotoxic Nyatiti Band — Damballah (Dagoretti)

Mdou Moctar — Afrique Victime (Matador)

Wau Wau Collectif — Yaral Sa Doom (Sahel Sounds)

Vapour Theories — Celestial Scuzz (Fire)

Keiji Haino & The Hardy Rocks — S-T (label?)

Ryley Walker + Kikagaku Moyo — Deep Fried Grandeur (Husky Pants)

Various Artists — Sheffield Revisited:Melkweg, 1985 (In the Nursery)

Jennifer Kelly

Cassandra Jenkins — An Overview of Phenomenal Nature (BaDaBing)

Reds, Pinks and Purples — Uncommon Weather (Slumberland)

Rosali — No Medium (Spinster)

GG King — Remain Intact (Total Punk)

New Bums — Last Time I Saw Grace (Drag City)

Mdou Moctar — Afrique Victime (Matador)

Jupiter & Okwess — Na Kozonga (Strut)

Chris Brokaw — Puritan (12XU)

Sleaford Mods — Spare Ribs (rough Trade)

Matt Sweeney and Bonnie Prince Billy — Superwolves (Drag City)

The Mountain Goats — Dark in Here (Merge)

N0V3L — NON-FICTION (Flemish Eye)

Arthur Krumins

Fiver with the Atlantic School Of Spontaneous Composition — S-T (You’ve Changed)

Jeffrey Silverstein — Torii Gates (Arrowhawk)

Drew Gardner — S-T (Eiderdown)

Matt Lajoie — Paraclete Tongue (Flower Room)

Lena Hughes — Queen of the Flat Top Guitar (Tompkins Square)

Yasmin Williams — Urban Driftwood (Spinster)

Ryley Walker — Course in Fable (Husky Pants)

Khan Jamal — Infinity (Stash)

Masahiro Takahashi — Flowering Tree, Distant Moon (Not Not Fun)

Dorothea Paas — Anything Can’t Happen (Telephone Explosion)

Willie Dunn — Creation Never Sleeps, Creation Never Dies (Light in the Attic)

Patrick Masterson

Skee Mask — Pool (Ilian Tape)

Leon Vynehall — Rare, Forever (Ninja Tune)

Oui Ennui — [anything, really] (self-released)

Armand Hammer & The Alchemist — Haram (Backwoodz Studioz)

Emeka Ogboh — Beyond the Yellow Haze (A-Ton)

Tree — Soul Trap (self-released)

Rosali — No Medium (Spinster)

Elori Saxl — The Blue of Distance (Western Vinyl)

Keysound Recordings — Rinse FM mix 1/28/21

Dope Purple — Grateful End reissue (WV Sorcerer Productions)

V/A — Soft Touch Express Vols. 1-3 (Trax Only)

Damon Locks & Black Monument Ensemble — Now (International Anthem)

Ian Mathers

The Armed — ULTRAPOP (Sargent House)

Blanck Mass — In Ferneaux (Sacred Bones)

Cory Hanson — Pale Horse Rider (Drag City)

Godspeed You! Black Emperor — G_d's Pee AT STATE'S END! (Constellation)

Los Campesinos! — Whole Damn Body EP (Self-Released)

Mogwai — As the Love Continues (Temporary Residence Ltd.)

Nadja/Disrotted — Split (Roman Numerals)

Obay Alsharani — Sandbox (Hivemind)

Whisper Room — Lunokhod (Midira)

Xiu Xiu — OH NO (Polyvinyl)

Eric McDowell

Michael Winter — single track (Another Timbre)

Amani — A Constant Condensation (s/r)

Lea Bertucci — A Visible Length of Light (Cibachrome Editions)

Oui Ennui — Virga/Recrudescence (s/r)

Patrick Shiroishi — i shouldn't have to worry when my parents go outside (s/r)

Ashley Bellouin & Ben Bracken — String Songs (Debacle)

Sam Gendel — Fresh Bread (Leaving Records)

Landon Caldwell & Nick Yeck— Stauffer — Unity in Isolation (Astral Editions)

Chris Corsano & Bill Orcutt — Made Out of Sound (Palilalia)

Matt LaJoie — Paraclete Tongue (Flower Room)

Bill Meyer

Bruno Duplant—Paysages Sans Âge III (Sublime Retreat)

Chris Corsano & Bill Orcutt—Made Out Of Sound (Palilalia)

Chuck Johnson — The Cinder Grove (VDSQ)

Damon Locks & Black Monument Ensemble — Now (International Anthem)

Daniel Bachman—Axacan (Three Lobed)

Donald Miller — Transgression!!! (VDSQ)

Hafez Modirzadeh—Facets (Pi)

James Brandon Lewis — Jessup Wagon (Tao Forms)

Natural Information Society with Evan Parker—descension (Out of Our Constrictions) (Eremite)

New Bums — Last Time I Saw Grace (Drag City)

Nightshift — Zoe (Trouble in Mind)

Rob Noyes — Arc Minutes (VDSQ)

Roy Montgomery — Island of Lost Souls (Grapefruit)

Michael Rosenstein

[Ahmed] — Nights on Saturn (communication) (Astral Spirits)

Tucker Dulin/Ben Owen — Cat Guarding Geese (Erstwhile)

Max Hamel — Sounds of Summer: Field Recordings of Solar Electronics (Refulgent Sepulchre)

Haptic — Weird Undying Annihilation (Notice Recordings)

Christian Kobi — Hiden Place of Return (Cubus Records)

Catherine Lamb — Muto Infinitas (Another Timbre)

Sergio Merce — en lugar de pensar (Edition Wandelweiser Records)

takamitsu ohta — three relations among the flock (winds measure recordings)

Tim Olive/Kayu Nakada — Entenka (tss tapes)

Wadada Leo Smith — Trumpet (TUM)

Darcy Spidle — The Thawing of Bayer Lake (Self-released)

Anna Webber — Idiom (Pi Recordings)

Zhu Wenbo — HALF 一半(Self-released)

Sun Yizhou & Mai Mai — Shanghai Live: Electronic Duo (Self-released)

Archival Releases:

Julius Hemphill — The Boyé Multi-National Crusade for Harmony (New World Records)

IST — A More Attractive Way (Confront Recordings)

Jonathan Shaw

The Body — I've Seen All I Need to See (Thrill Jockey)

Godspeed You! Black Emperor — God's_Pee at State's End! (Constellation)

Last Agony — The Imminent Slaughter (Sentient Ruin)

Mare Cognitum — Solar Paroxysm (I, Voidhanger)

Rata Negra — Una Vida Vulgar (La Vida Es Un Mus)

Sleaford Mods — Spare Ribs (Rough Trade)

Suffering Hour — The Cyclic Reckoning (Profound Lore)

Derek Taylor

James Brandon Lewis — Jessup Wagon (Tao Forms)

Roscoe Mitchell & Mike Reed — The Ritual and the Dance (Astral Spirits)

Wadada Leo Smith — Trumpet (TUM)

Irene Schweizer & Hamid Drake — Celebration (Intakt)

Jason Moran & Milford Graves — Live at Big Ears (Yes)

Jaimie Branch — FLY or DIE LIVE (International Anthem)

Ches Smith's We All Break — Path of Seven Colors (Pyroclastic)

Julius Hemphill — The Boyé International Crusade for Harmony (New World)

Ray Russell — Forgot to Remember, Live Vol. 2 1970 (Jazz in Britain)

Alan Braufman — Valley of Search + Live at WKCR May 22, 1972 (Valley of Search)

Hassan Ibn Ali — Metaphysics (Omnivore)

Jeanne Lee — Conspiracy (Moved by Sound)

#midyear #mid-year 2021 #dusted magazine #jason bivins #tim clarke #andrew forell #ray garraty #robert ham #bryon hayes #mason jones #jennifer kelly #arthur krumins #patrick masterson #ian mathers #eric mcdowell #bill meyer #michael rosenstein #jonathan shaw #derek taylor

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