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heavenzscent · 9 months

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For Jeankasa ask prompts (if I'm doing this right). You asked me earlier but I didn't really figure out what it meant 'till I saw someone explain it.

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Setting: Post Canon Themes: Jealousy , beauty , loneliness Word Count 2,968

I really tried to focus on the beauty of nature and just being around others in this to contrast the first scene where Mikasa is lonely but content. Also your definitely doing it right 🩵

2 Years Post Rumbling

Mikasa hadn't seen a soul for too long but the more time passed the easier it felt to stay as she was. She wasn’t completely alone; she had the chickens and goats to tend to and amuse her. The barn cats and the wandering dog as well kept her company.

There was her desk as well. Every night she had words from and to her friends across the sea to envelope her before she lay her head down.

Maybe it wasn’t normal to hold words more than one did people.

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3 Years Post Rumbling

A Sunday in Spring

After 3 years of wastelands Mikasa’s home had taken Jean's breath away and when she stepped out the cottage doors he was left thoroughly devoid of air. He had seen her a few days prior at Erens grave but this was different. Today he was invited for tea with just he and her. Well that would be an exaggeration. It had been for himself and Connie but Connie was hungover .

He took note to show her his manners and immediately took off his hat and gave a little bow before walking through the threshold of her door. She made a face as if he had stuck his tongue out at her, as though he was the silliest man in the world.

They exchanged greetings and she led him to a small dining area. He was glad to see that her home was clean and well lived in.

Her dining table was small but judging from the chairs the set was sturdy and the flowers contained within the glass vase looked pretty but halfways towards wilting or drying out. That was good it didn’t look that she had tidied upon his account. She was taking care of herself well it seemed.

When he had seen her upon the hill he had been so shy and self conscious that he hadn’t gotten a good look at her but now as she bustled through cabinets he could see that she wasn’t as muscular as she had been but still much more toned than the average civilian woman.

Once he felt all was well he was truly able to relax for the first time since returning home. His mother was well, as well as Mikasa and the Jaegerists should be contained soon enough. All was well enough for now.

“Jean, are you well? Where is Connie?” She asked, placing some mint tea and a jar of honey in front of where he sat.

“A little tired from last night's festivities but not as much as Constantine.”

Mikasa tilted her head in confusion.

“Oh, it’s a joke started up by Pieck.” He smiled thinking of how now-a-days Connie would respond to Constance.

“You didn’t mention that in the letters.”

“It’s just silliness.” In reality Jean didn’t write too much about the fun stuff because it made him feel too guilty to be making more memories with their friends while she was alone on the outskirts of the island. It also made him feel lonely although he loved his friends he often found himself wishing Mikasa was also present or wondering how she would react.

She nodded her head and took the seat across from him.

Outside the great window he could see the goats she had mentioned so much in her letters. They were jumping off of barrels and stumps underneath a great oak tree. He usually only ever saw the creatures in small pens or in large herds that smelled horrible but from her window he could now understand the charm that they held for her.

“Sorry, I had invited Connie so that this wouldn’t happen.” Mikasa sighed stirring her tea uneasily.

“What do you mean?” He must have bothered her but he couldn’t think how.

“You're bored. I’m afraid that I have become even less talkative over the years. It wasn’t so bad with everyone else though.”

Jean nodded. “I understand how you feel.But don’t worry I like this.”

They continued to quietly watch the goats. It was the sort of silence a man could live in for years and never complain.

Mikasa to his surprise interrupted the comfortable silence. “You’ve changed.”

“How so?”

“You're a man of fewer words.”

“That’s good I could be a loud mouth back then, that boy I was.” He chuckled.

“Don’t be so harsh. I liked him.” She playfully swatted his arm.

He blushed. “You did now?” He lifted an eyebrow playfully. “Since when?”

“Well he was quite silly. He could make me crack a smile from time to time even when I wasn’t in the mood to.” She recounted.

“That's good to know since he misses those smiles.” Jean said, smiling gently at his old friend, his first crush.

“They’re coming back.” She said, “Should I expect to be smiling at your wedding soon?” her smile was no longer soft but it had the edge that he remembered from the past. It had only been three years. Who they were could never be completely buried.

“Huh?” He began.

“You seem awfully chummy with Pieck.”

“How so?” Jean chuckled, making her blush.

“Your words came out easier around her. I noticed- but you know me I’m not so good at those sorts of things.”

“That’s because she won't shut up.” He answered dryly.

She gave him a tight lipped smile which made him wonder if he was overstaying his welcome.

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3 months later

Summer

The last time Mikasa had gone on a vacation had been when she was 18. All her friends from the 104th had gone to the beach far away from the port to spend the day in the sun, play in water and do all the fun activities shown in the books that Kiyomi had shown them.

Now at 22 she was finally taking another. Connie had insisted that they all go to the Giant Tree Forest to get away from all the “Hubbub” which was a word he seemed to have taken a liking to since he used it every time he complained about work or just the state of the world which bled into work for all her friends.

As usual Armin was too busy or simply found reasons to over work himself and predictably Annie followed. Reiner kept to himself and Pieck was supposed to come along but at the last minute she canceled .

That left Connie, Jean and Herself.

She didn’t mind, actually she was relieved Pieck was nice enough but she couldn’t feel completely comfortable around the former warrior, both men were fun although quieter than they had once been. Maybe it was due to unseen wounds or age. Despite both hurt and time taking their toll on Jean and Connie they still brought the spirit out of the other and in turn she had fun as well.

Out from the droning of birds and insects there was a distinctive crack that rang through the forest.

She looked around in a haze looking for where the lightning may be but nothing. She sighed with relief. She heard her companions do so as well.

A small pathetic part of her felt an ounce better that she wasn’t the only who had been left bruised from their years in the military. That her misery had company but on some days when her friends looked so tired from the sleepless nights from either nightmares or work she wished she could take it from them. She was strong after all. She could do it if only it were possible.

“I haven’t come back here since I never had to. “ She confessed. “Do you feel as if maybe this place could be haunted now?”

“I feel like the whole world is haunted sometimes.” Jean muttered looking up at the trees with concern.

“Guys, it’s just a dry branch falling.” Connie rolled his eyes and spurred them on.“Mikasa I understand but don’t go getting all moody on me Jean.”

“We’re not being moody just ummm.” Jean struggled for the word, snapping his fingers. “Introspective.”

“If Pieck didn’t cancel on us so RUDLY,” Connie announced as if she were behind a log and would pop out any moment. “You wouldn’t be like this.”

“You're right I would be annoyed.”

“I think she just has a little crush on you. You probably do too.” Connie smirked.

“Where's' this coming from, Huh?” Jean scolded.

“It’s just you're always arguing with her and she you. You guys can't stay away from each other.” Connie turned to Mikasa. “What do you think Mikasa?”

“Huh?! About?” She felt flustered by the whole thing; she was never one for gossip.

“Pieck and Jean.”

“I think we should respect our friends' privacy and drop the whole matter … Consworth.”

Jean in the middle of drinking from his canteen spit out his drink chuckling at the silly name.

“How's that funny it’s not even a name.”

“How would you know Conward?” She asked with a raised brow, keeping her face deadpan. “Do you know all the names?”

OoO

They set up their camp on top the upper ground with a babbling brook just 10 yards away. After setting up the three laid in the shallow end of the water letting the snow melt cool them down . After almost an hour of lazing around Jean began the fire and forced Connie out to assist and scolded Mikasa into relaxing as she had been.

“I think she’s jealous.” Connie whispered to him.

“What are you talking about? Did you hit your head again last night?”

“Mikasa of course.”

“Yeah you hit your head.” Jean nodded and continued feeding the campfire.

“No really. Notice if Pieck and you get mentioned she gets all.. She changes the subject or just leaves.” Connie insisted.

Jean waved his hand in dismissal deciding there was no award for arguing with Connies foolishness. “Go to that bag and grab the sausages.” He commanded.

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1 Month Later

Late Summer

“Truth or Dare?” Pieck asked from across the table.

This was silly but that was exactly why they were playing the little game. Growing up they had barely had time for silly although still they, well her friends, were very important people they seemed to find time for silliness now. Armin had dubbed it necessary for those who faced as much scrutiny as they.

“Dare.” Mikasa answered. She hoped it was nothing embarrassing.

“I dare you tell us who the most attractive person in the room is.”

“That’s a truth.” Jean snapped in front of Piecks face.

About 2 times a month they all met up to drink and play games from the island or the continent. This week was the turn of their friends from Marley. Mikasa noticed to her surprise that it was Jean who almost always ended up the babysitter. Making sure no one drank too much and if they did he was the one escorting them to the restroom. He really was kinder then he gave himself credit for which was probably why he hadn’t noticed Piecks shameless habits.

“Oh, you're right. I wouldn’t know where I would be without you. I’m hopeless. ” She smiled broadly up at Jean who simply rolled his eyes but smirked to himself when he knew Pieck to no longer looking.

She really isn’t. Mikasa thought.

About a month ago she had noticed a distinct pattern within Piecks actions. When Jean was at game nights she suddenly could never hold her liquor or frequently lost track of how much she had to drink. Needing no one other than Jeans assistance. No one else seemed to have the magic touch. But if he was absent for any reason she usually just became moderately buzzed or took care of herself.

It was shameless, Mikasa felt.

Throughout the night she had served Pieck drinks. At first they were alcoholic and as time went on they were nothing more than juice yet still she became more and more inebriated.

Pieck slammed her cranberry drink on the table sloppily and announced her dare. Which ever so creatively was to kiss the handsomest person in the room.

Mikasa simply moved over and gave Armin a fat kiss on the forehead making them both giggle like small children. She had raised a handsome man after all.

The night passed and nothing happened besides Miaksa’s suspicions being proven correct. She couldn’t find it in her to embarrass Pieck and Mikasa herself felt shameless because who she really wanted to kiss was Jean. Suddenly her concern wasn’t that of a well intentioned friend but her feelings morphed as they took a name and they felt ugly and frightful within her.

Pieck had done nothing wrong after all except try to get Jean's attention. There was nothing wrong with that, nothing insidious, all the wickedness lied in Mikasa’s ignored feelings and childish reactions to them.

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1 Month Later ,

Early Autumn on a Sunday Morning

Tea at Mikasa’s house had become a tradition in the months since Jean returned to Paradise. Twice a week but always just the two of them on Sunday mornings usually from 10 -11 AM he arrived always a little tired but never hung over.

Summer was shifting into fall and he felt a chill in the air he wasn’t as accustomed to now since living on the continent for three years that had both been long, grueling yet fleeting now that he was back home. Although even on the island so lush and green It wasn’t nearly as cool as it had been in his youth. He wondered if the seasons would ever return as they should in his lifetime as he watched the warm painted leaves of Mikasa's oak tree rustle in the wind.

“Jean, are you okay there?” Miksa called from her porch.

“Oh, Yes! Very Okay, Just admiring your oak is all.” He pointed up at her tree dumbly.

She nodded, “Yes, I could see that.” She looked amused and it delighted him whenever he put a smile upon her face.

“I had no clue you were such a botanist.” Mikasa commented as he took his seat at the table and she poured and prepared his tea in the way that he liked. That also delighted him that they were close enough and spent enough time to know just how to make the others tea.

“I’m not but it’s a nice tree. It made me think of this story that Pieck had told me-” He lied. He didn’t want to bring up the ramifications of the rumbling. It would bring up other subjects and it was just too early to think of Eren. It wasn’t a completely lie she had told him a story about about a tree the other day.

“Are you and Pieck… uhh..close?” She asked, unable to look him in the eye.

“I s’pose.” Jean shrugged although feeling a sense of deja vu.

“When do you think you will finally become an item?” She asked.

“Huh?!” Some of his tea dripped down his lip and clung to his beard.He reached for a napkin but she was faster, grabbing a handkerchief from her pocket and to his shock she leaned forward and wiped his chin tenderly. If he had more tea in his mouth he would have choked up again but all he could do was try and keep his face passive and ignore his heart beating in his ears.

“You just seem to really enjoy her company.” Mikasa went on, the usual serine smile on her face was troubled. It had something to do with the tightness of her face and the downcast look in her eyes.

“I do but it’s the same for Connie, Armin and y-you.” That was also a lie. She was not the same as anyone. There was no one like Mikasa Ackerman.

“I just thought since she answered your phone. She must be over often.” Again she gave him a strained smile.

“Jealous?” he teased. He didn’t know why he said something so stupid because of course she wasn’t.

Mikasa’s face dropped any pretense of serenity in that moment. “Stop, I’m mortified enough.”

“Wait?! What? I was joking.” Jean answered, not really sure what was happening.

“So this is all a joke to you? Huh?” She got up from the table and looked out the window with her arms crossed.

“No I just never thought you could be- I meant couldn’t possibly be-”

“Because I’m so broken up?” She whispered towards the window. He wondered if he was even supposed to hear her.

“No I mean - of me or because of me. Of all people.” He finished. He felt lightheaded; he must be dreaming or misunderstanding.

Mikasa let out a deep sigh. “Give yourself some credit, I only know about 5 men.”

He breathed from his nose at her small joke. “And none of them are worthy of you.” He meant it.

“Same could be said about you. You're a hero.” She turned around now. He didn’t need to see her face to know she meant her honeyed words but the earnest look upon her face took his breath away. For a moment he almost believed them; That he was a hero.

He got up from his chair to join her at the window to watch the oak tree let its leaves go to dance within the wind. A beautiful flurry of wines, coppers, golds, sienna and umbers and the amusing sight of the goats catching some leaves in the air and munching on them.

He could only tell her the truth, that was all he was ever good at really. “I’m just a man.”

She looked up at him. “I’m just a woman.” She smiled that small smile of hers that he had always found charming. “I think that’s enough.”

#to popgreens #I hope you enjoyed this #sorry I'm so late I got busy #Thank you so much for the prompt #Jeankasa #ask

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pineapple-frenzy · 8 months

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I can't decide which one I like better so have them all :>>>

#hypnosis mic #hypmic #kuko harai #my art #just one drawing for myself then i go back to working on my plates :'>>#sorry for not posting much lately i've been kinda busy #but i got a bit of free time recently so kuko art!!!#ajdhdkakjs the way i struggled trying to avoid tangents with that sparkle effect thing #there are still tangents but whatever i just have to live with it #or not i'm gonna try to fix it so there are no tangents tomorrow akiskajdak #it is 3 am now i gotta sleep goonai

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starstruckshine · 2 years

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Welcome Dredge!

Trickster found it in a locker and decided it was his. (Trickster isn’t a person who likes pets, but he likes the screaming sounds that emit from it.)

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Based off this image set, I have no excuse except that it made me laugh for no real reason and I thought it was cute lol.

#Dead by Daylight #The Trickster #The Dredge #Ji-Woon Hak #I meant to get this out on Tuesday but I've been super busy!#So it's a little late! sorry!#I got Dredge tho and I'm ready to spill all my bp in it!#Also I know they'll be changing moris again but we still have a duty to pass down the art of mori-ing off hook lol #The Pig #The Plague #Clown #Deathslinger #The Entity #MyArt #MyComics #Creature killers are so cute lol #Also thank you so much billyholztisch for helping me take screenshots for my comic bgs!

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softichill · 8 months

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The Sound of Nightmares unofficial transcript

(Sadly @queen0fm0nsterz wasn't able to work on this one, but is still important to credit bc I say so)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

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[Click]

[Thunderstorm in the background]

OTTO: The guardian at the threshold. An archetype that parapsychologists have obsessed over for centuries. A mythic entity who’s appeared in the stories of innumerable cultures. No matter their description, his role is always the same: to confront anyone who dares cross into unseen worlds.

OTTO: In our last session, he spoke to her, or– through her. Even when I listen to the tape I can’t be certain what I’m hearing. Still, I’ve repeated his words like a sickness ever since. It went like this.

[Shifting]

OTTO: “Cross the sill. Sink in a twinkling. Cast aside the old sleep, to sleep again anew.”

[Otto puts the paper down]

OTTO: The Candleman, the Ferryman– indeed, the Guardian at the Threshold. An idolon on the inside, determined to [Hitting the table] Keep. Me. Out.

[Tape rewinding]

[Intro plays]

[Click]

[Shifting, electric humming, Otto putting something together]

OTTO: Noone was right after all. [Slow beeping starts] I noticed something off, while reviewing the E.E.G, and reluctantly, sent her up to radiology. At first I doubted the validity of the results, but the technician assured- curtly- that Noone’s scan undeniably shows… a pea-sized tumor, on the right-sided amygdala.

[clatter, humming continues]

OTTO: They maintain it’s benign, [click, more humming] despite the unusual ocular appearance.

[repeated clicking, Otto keeps building]

OTTO: This calls everything into question. The mass’s location could impact fear response, emotional salience, and damningly, dreams. And yet… I cannot deny all the evidence to the contrary.

[Lower click, Otto stops building]

OTTO: I’ve… pondered the ethics of informing Noone. She’s already so scared of her body that it would only send her spiraling. I can’t risk anything jeopardizing a revelation that might lead to Cici.

[Shift]

OTTO: From here on, anyone listening will think me mad. But, the proof is in the pudding! Noone’s… vanishings; her transpersonal states; they’re undeniable evidence of a realm- beyond our senses. It’s always been on the periphery, but now I know… it’s accessible. And she possesses the means to enter that domain.

[Papers rustling on the desk]

OTTO: My professor’s paper posits thus: “There are two requisites for entering the quiddity of consciousness. First, a gateway; places hidden amid our world. Second, a means to open these doors. And I assert that keys are primarily cut out of fear.”

[Otto places the paper down and lifts the device he was building. Humming becomes more clear, Otto sighs.]

OTTO: Either I lack his erudition, or his mania. My only hope lies in completing my labours. [Sigh, shifting on desk] I’ve not slept in weeks, [another sigh] and if I cannot dream as she does, I’ll never know how to enter- this… Nowhere.

[Click, audio cuts]

[Audio starts]

[Thunder in the background]

OTTO: [in the background] An ugly autumn night, isn’t it Noone? Swirling mist, they called it on the broadcast. A weather phenomenon unique to the Counties- a downpour’s not far off. But- a gift, may brighten the mood.

[Otto gets closer to the recorder]

OTTO: Here.

[Otto slides something over to Noone]

NOONE: O-oh. It’s nearly the same. Red, too.

OTTO: A chrysanthemum, like your parents left you all those weeks ago! An apology, a- a reminder that I remain as committed to you as I did then.

NOONE: Pretty.

OTTO: It’s a perennial, so it’ll blossom year after year, just like you!

[Shifting as they both sit down]

NOONE: I think, I’m ready now. To talk about… m-my Mum and Dad.

OTTO: (surprised) Oh. And why now? What’s changed?

NOONE: Because… I feel like I’m beginning to forget. And maybe talking will help me remember.

OTTO: Because you’ve been away so long, or you literally feel you’re losing your memory?

NOONE: Um… more like I’m losing a part of me. I can’t tell, am I the girl here, or- the one there?

OTTO: (slightly amused) They’re one in the same. Given all you’ve told me, they must be. It’s not you that’s different, but the physical space around that y-

NOONE: I said I want to talk about my mum and dad! When most kids have nightmares, or- whatever these are, they go to their parents to feel better. Here, I relive them again and again. And it’s all you want to talk about, because you think you can find Cici! Through me!

OTTO: Noone. The only way to find answers is to discover where you go when you sleep. Talking about your parents would be wasting the hours!

NOONE: Aren’t these sessions supposed to be about me?!

OTTO: Always.

NOONE: But I have no say. No control. Over how I feel, or- what I do, I don’t even belong to myself!

[Pause]

NOONE: I’ll do as you ask, but promise me. (Quiet) No wires hooked into my head. No machines. Not tonight.

OTTO: No machines, promise. [Getting up] I think you’ll enjoy what I’ve got planned.

[Audio cuts]

[Door opens]

OTTO: This bed was for shiftwork*. Now I sleep here more days than not.

NOONE: Oh. Pretty.

[Door closes]

[Steps on carpet, recorder set down]

OTTO: I’d like to try a sort of role-reversal. [Creak] I’ll lie here, blindfolded, depriving my senses, to enter a self-induced hypnogogia, so I can focus on your words. You’ll recount your latest visit, and I want you to try as hard as you can, to project your dream into my head.

NOONE: I don’t think it can work, but… I’ll try.

[Creak, shifting as Otto lays down]

NOONE: That girl. In the photo there. That’s her, your daughter.

OTTO: My sister.

NOONE: O-Oh. You don’t look much alike.

[Otto getting prepared]

OTTO: [Exhale] I’m- I-I’m settled. Blindfold on… Carry me away with you, Noone.

NOONE, narrating: …I couldn’t see anything-

OTTO: S-Slow down. This is vital. Speak, as if you’re trying to pull me in.

NOONE: …

NOONE, narrating: I floated through a darkness, with nothing at my feet. Then it all faded and, I was somewhere new.

NOONE: An underground brick tunnel, with a stream of… thick sludge passing through a canal at its center.

NOONE: I can still hear it. Jangling keys. [Dream ambience starts] Screaking metal. Do you hear, Otto?

OTTO: I… I can’t. But keep trying.

NOONE: It came from… a kid in the distance, struggling to shut a ground-iron door. The last thing I heard before the slamming shut was… laughter. [Echoey laughter, faint slam]

[Running water]

NOONE: Sludge poured in from the pipes that ran along the tunnel walls. I had no choice but to follow the stream and, so I did until I reached a section [Distant kids chatting] where I saw storm drains above.

[Dripping water, kids sound more intense]

NOONE: Looking up through one, I saw a boy’s dirty boots, and orange light shining, from a lantern on his waist. We locked eyes and he called out,

BOY, overlapping with NOONE: “Look! Critters already!”

[Children laughing]

NOONE: Lights then shone down from… every drain above. Other boys and girls wanting to peek at me.

[Children laughing, Dream!Noone quietly starting to breathe hard]

NOONE: Very suddenly, [laughter dies down] they went quiet. [Kids start whispering] I didn’t know why, until… I heard it. A rumbling through the tunnels.

[Kids whisper things like “It’s here!” “It’s finally here!”]

NOONE: They whispered together. “It’s here! Finally here!”

[Whispering dies down, rumbling]

NOONE: Do you feel what I felt, Otto?

OTTO: They’d… been waiting. For you.

NOONE: …Not exactly. Their joy, their bratty excitement… they’d- gathered for an event, and it had finally come. Like a holiday, that only arrives once per year.

NOONE: Running from their celebration, I turned down a tunnel, [wet footsteps] going until, I came to a junction. Overwhelmed by how many options surrounded me, I closed my eyes. Listening.

[Running water, squeaky metal detector sounds]

NOONE: The sound… came from the path to my left. [Faint electronic buzzing] I waited, watching from a distance, as someone crossed [squeaking] by the dark tunnel mouth.

NOONE: He carried… a strange gadget. And every now and again, its buzz, turned to some- beeping. Detecting secrets, in the waters.

[Metal detector squeaking]

NOONE: I hardly noticed the rest of him. But, I got a look before he crossed out of view. He carried a heavy sack, over his shoulder. And things squirmed inside. But, he was gone as quick as he’d appeared!

[Metal detector gets quieter, Dream!Noone’s wet steps]

NOONE: The sludge was… rising quickly [Dream!Noone: Ugh!], up to my ankles, and- the stink became so awful, Otto! I-Imagine it, waste filling your nose.

[Wet steps continue]

NOONE: Then, across from me, a small pipe became blocked, stopping the sewage. A grey mass poked through [Nome chittering], jammed in tight, wiggling to get loose. But… not until it fell into the sludge [plop], did I realize this… tiny… [chittering] thing… was alive! It picked itself up and- swayed about, curious of my company.

[Wet steps combined with Nome sounds. Nome makes noises through the next paragraph]

NOONE: The head was… was shaped like- those cone mushrooms, that grow out in Haitfield**. I inched closer to the little mushroom fairy, and… it began mimicking me! As if we’d been old friends!

OTTO: (distant) A friendly presence… the first non-hostile being you’ve met that wasn’t another child.

NOONE: Yes! He belonged there. In that world. Part of it rather than… a stranger, like me.

NOONE: Is… is it working, Otto? Can you see its little mushroom head?

OTTO: I think so. Maybe. Keep going.

NOONE: [mimicking a deep voice] Yes. Drift away, Otto. Drift away…

[Wet steps, Nome noises]

NOONE: A crooked net lowered down from a drain grate above. While I ducked to cover, the mushroom fairy didn’t. I tried to point upward but, it simply copied my gesture! There was a girl [little girl giggling] giggling with- ugly delight, sticking her whole arm through the grate, hoping to capture the poor thing! So I grabbed a loose brick, [lifting brick] and threw it at her! [Dream!Noone: Hup!]

NOONE: Hitting her arm [girl wailing] she cried out, while I picked up the mushroom fairy, [running through sludge] and ran off.

[Dream!Noone panting, running]

NOONE: After we were well clear, I put the creature down. [Nome chatters] It immediately walked off! Then, looked back, suggesting I follow.

NOONE: [walking] That little body clicked, jittery and… ungraceful. Somehow the thing seemed to know where it was taking me, stopping only once we came to a rusty door [metal creaking], leading to a maintenance room.

NOONE: Entering though, I discovered something else entirely. [Squeaky door opening, Dream!Noone gasps and whispers “Wow”] Endless piles spread about the room, some of pure junk while… others housed gold jewelry! As long as it could be collected, there was a place for it here. [Dream!Noone walking through the room] Mesmerizing.

[Walking]

NOONE: Only after examining a mound of keys [key jingling] did I understand, where this stuff came from. Everything in this room, had been dropped down from the world above over the years. [Nome noise(?)] The only thing out of place, was a child’s propeller cap. On a chair, tucked away, forgotten. [Nome chitter] I think that’s what the mushroom fairy wanted me to see.

NOONE: [Nome perks up] As if on cue, I heard the man approaching; the little creature hid in a pile of mismatched mittens, and I jammed my way in too. [Running, fabric shuffling, metal door opens and electric buzz + squeaking starts]

NOONE: I peered out, as he stepped through the door and began dumping out his… pockets. [Faint clattering of various things] Coins, rings, trinkets… [Clattering stops] Next, he took off his plastic suit, covered in- gunk. Beneath, was a bony body, his spine bent horribly. What I thought had been a sack carried over his shoulder… was the back of his head. Like a balloon full of water, throbbing and- swollen.

NOONE: But I could tell he was not always that way. He’d changed. Somehow become one… with the sewers.

OTTO: (more distant) I don’t understand. You believe this place transformed him?

NOONE: Aren’t you meant to be drifting into hypergocklia, or whatever? Seeing, smelling, hearing as I did?

OTTO: I can’t seem… to let go. I want to, more than anything I-

NOONE: [Imitating Otto] Try! That’s what you always tell me. If I’m trying my hardest, you have to as well.

NOONE, narrating: From the corner of my eye, I noticed the little cone sneaking away. The balloon-headed man was inches away, and in that moment, I thought of Jester. Of the Child with Gooey Hair. Of Rusty. I couldn’t do nothing, not again!

NOONE: Thankfully, [rumbling, clattering] that rumbling from earlier returned in that moment, stronger than before!

[Sewer Man notices and panics]

NOONE: The shaking destroyed the man’s piles, startling him into… an odd anger, so… I stumbled out from hiding, [Running] and bolted for my mushroom fairy, [Nome] and out the door! [Metal creak, Sewer Man notices]

NOONE: I ran and ran, and, [Dream!Noone running and panting] although the man, he wasn’t very fast, that didn’t matter. [Buzzing & squeaking] He had his gadget, and, that buzz followed wherever I went!

[Dream!Noone wading through water]

NOONE: Any sense of direction washed away with- the sludge that was now up to my knees! [Dream!Noone running & panting] Turning down tunnel after tunnel, I stopped, [ambience calms down, squeaking] hoping I’d lost him.

NOONE: All at once, those lanterns shone from above [clicks]. The naughty kids had spotted us! [Kids start singing a teasing song] Wildly they sang, “Snatch a gift! Snatch a gift! Before they’re all sent adrift!”

[Kids continue singing and start clapping along, ambience picks up]

NOONE: Their cheers grew and, [squeak, Dream!Noone gasps] and I saw why. [Electric buzzing] A bag-headed shadow appeared at the tunnel’s far end. Cutting me off. The man and his machine used the tunnels as if- as if the sewers had leaked into his thoughts!

[Dream!Noone breathing hard, splashing water]

NOONE: I tried to backtrack, but, must have taken a wrong turn, and found myself at a dead end. A wall of bricks! [Nome struggles] The mushroom fairy squirmed hard, begging to be freed! So… [plop] I let go, and the grey cone climbed up a pile of fallen rubble, and slipped through a crack, without hesitation, to abandon me! (Sad) Despite saving its life.

[Water leaking]

NOONE: The crack the fairy squeezed through began spouting water from the other side. [Squeaking and buzzing start up again] I pulled at the bricks as the man stepped closer [Sewer Man gets closer, bricks shifting], one brick loose, then another. His gadget buzzed and buzzed, when I ripped a final brick loose, [Sewer Man sees Noone] leaving a hole large enough to creep through.

[Sewer Man yells and hits the wall, buzzing and squeaking get farther away]

NOONE: He bated at the wall, grabbing at me, but, I was too far gone. His small, milky eye peeked through at me, until the walls rumbled, more fiercely than ever! The man backed away, overcome with horror.

[Sewer Man yells, echoey kids’ cheers in the background]

NOONE: The rumbling didn’t stop after that. And neither did the kids cheering from above. [Ambience rising] Whatever they had waited for…

[All ambience stops]

NOONE: It was time.

[Wind/thunder in the background, back in the office]

NOONE: Otto, you’re awake! [Otto startles]

OTTO: Yes, Noone. I’m trying, so hard, to see, to feel- to sense what you did, but I can’t. I don’t have the gift you have, and your gifts are not as commanding as I hoped they’d-

NOONE: (Upset/frustrated) I’d trade places with you in a heartbeat! I wish I could give you everything in my head, then I’d be rid of all of this.

[pause]

NOONE: Shall I go on?

OTTO: Yes.

NOONE, narrating: …It felt as if someone had picked up the sewer, shaking it with rage. Water crashed against the walls. I stumbled on and on, the tunnel growing wider and wider… A second smaller sound appeared; [distant nome chitters] clicks, and murmurs. Then, [nomes getting louder] out of the darkness ahead, they appeared, [many nomes running] scurrying so fast I couldn’t react! A hundred little mushroom fairies, rushing past me in a panic, escaping something close behind!

[Distant kids teasing]

NOONE: It wasn’t long before that something came. [Rushing water, kids cheering] speeding like [Dream!Noone gasps] a pack of horses tangled together, a tidal wave pounded through the sewer!

[Dream!Noone yelps, wave approaches]

NOONE: The wave was feet away when, [Wave is extremely close, ambience pauses minus the kids cheering] I finally understood. For the kids above, this was a blast. They waited and waited, unable to experience the wave’s power themselves, and that made them love it all the more. Snatching things that run from its path was part of their awful celebration.

[Waves crashes down on Dream!Noone]

NOONE: The violent wave hit, sweeping me away, carrying me back through the maze of tunnels. I swam up and up, doing my best to surface, and just as I did,

[Splash, music suddenly calms. Dream!Noone gasping for air]

NOONE: The waves paused. My body no longer needed to swim. And the Candleman appeared, floating… on some kind of… broken door.

OTTO: (distant, serious) Go through your encounter diligently. He holds the answers I- we need. Make no mistake: he is your tormentor.

NOONE: (darkly) ‘m not sure that’s true.

NOONE, narrating: This time, I was able to speak in his presence.

Overlapping with Dream!Noone: “Why do you bring me here? What do you want?!”

NOONE: He replied,

FERRYMAN, ov. with NOONE: “Cross the sill. Sink in a twinkling. Cast aside the old sleep, to sleep again anew.”

NOONE: I yelled back (dream!Noone) “Why?! Why should I?!!” Before I finished he said,

FERRYMAN: “Blight. Not within, but without. Here, all banes be set free.”

OTTO: More riddles. He doesn’t think I can solve them, but I will-

NOONE: I already did. I think… he means by giving myself to his world, I won’t be ill any longer. That’s why… when I’m there, no more headaches. No more parasites. No more tests.

OTTO: That’s not true, it’s not!

NOONE: [interrupting] I would almost prefer him to take me.

OTTO: [Standing up] Don’t say that!

NOONE: Away from here. From yo–

OTTO: It’s what he wants!

NOONE: Maybe–

OTTO: He wants you!

NOONE: (yelling) Maybe your Cici felt that way too! Relieved!

OTTO: [Angry shock, deep breaths]

[Walking, door opens]

OTTO: (whispering) No… (mumbling) I was only a boy…

[Wind picks up slightly in the background]

[Door creaks, click, audio cuts]

[Click, tape rewinding, click]

[Audio starts, storm continues in the background]

[Papers shifting. Door opens]

OTTO: We’re done tonight. Get out. To your room, go.

[Papers rustling]

NOONE: (accusatory) What’s this?

OTTO: Nosing through my desk, were you?

NOONE: My name’s on it. It’s my scan, yes?

OTTO: Smart girl.

NOONE: Wh… what does it tell?

OTTO: That you’ve got a mass. Growing on your brain- a tumor.

NOONE: I knew it. The cure. …How bad is-

OTTO: A mass in your brain is never good.

[Faint thunder]

NOONE: (about to cry) You should have told me. Why? Why didn’t you tell me?

OTTO: It’s not my practice to tell before necessary. Now, get. To. Bed.

NOONE: …Fine. [Sniff]

[Storm continues]

NOONE, narrating: But after the Candleman spoke, the wave carried me by the maintenance room again. The Bag-Headed man looked through a window, terrified. He was– opposite to those kids above. Living down there, he– he’d no reason to celebrate the wave. Instead… he cherished what they dropped down by accident.

NOONE: You see… each wanted what the other had. But could never have themselves.

NOONE: I’m taking two sweets tonight. [Ceramic chime, wrappers]

OTTO: Take as many as you want and leave.

[Ceramic click, audio cuts]

[Audio starts]

[The storm is louder now]

OTTO: [Sigh]...

OTTO: Perhaps I was cruel to tell her. But as she sleeps, I’ve been pondering the entry requisites specified by my professor. I believe he was only partly right. One need only to look at the theater of agony that the Ferryman’s created to understand fear, is an essential requirement. [threatening ambience starts] And I know better than anyone, a little fear can compel us towards discovery.

OTTO: As for the gateway’s location, perhaps it’s not a place hidden in our world, but in our minds. Is it not possible that her tumor is somehow this unknown gateway? An organ of transcendence.

OTTO: The apparatus may be unfinished, but its [unintelligible]*** monitor is functional. If she’s to cross over, in a “twinkling”, what choice do I have? In her words, you must try.

[Click, audio cuts]

[Audio starts. A machine is running and Otto is typing something.]

OTTO: She hardly stirred at all while I pathed the BCI.

[Beep, Otto stops typing. Something whirrs]

OTTO: All seems stable. As soon as her dreaming begins, the monitor should translate neurosignals into visualizations.

NOONE: (half-asleep) Otto…

OTTO: Shhh, shsh…

NOONE: [Mumbling, starting to become distressed]

OTTO: Shhh. Return to that sleep of yours.

[Audio cuts]

[Audio starts. Machine is still going, storm is outside]

OTTO: It’s past midnight. She fought as long as she could, but finally succumbed. This is it. Show me, Noone. Show me the other side.

[Noone mumbles, monitor turns on]

OTTO: Here we are. The image… a… kaleidoscope of black…

[Noone winces]

OTTO: An unnatural abyss…

[Noone winces repeatedly]

OTTO: Wait- a shape. It’s difficult to see… [Noone] like looking through a negative mist.

[Noone continues making noises of distress. Otto spots something]

OTTO: There! A silhouette! Ovular, splitting across the center–

[Static rises and Otto yells in pain. Ambience is loud]

OTTO: [Strained] It– it glares like the sun– [choking] No! A pupil! Near white! Oh god, it’s– it’s watching me! It’s watching me!

[Noone nearly yells in her sleep]

[Whoosh, Otto yells, machine shuts off. Audio is muddled for a moment.]

OTTO: (very muffled) [Breathing heavily] Noone? [Gasp] Noone!

[Crashing, audio cuts]

[Outro plays]

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*I'm not super sure of what he says here since the door drowns him out

**I don't know how this is spelled

***According to text-to-speech, google, and autocorrect, what he says here is not a real word and I have no idea what it could be. All I know is that it ends in -graph.

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You draw Tang so cute and soft! It makes me wanna gently smush his face.

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Here's a sketch page of Tang just for you!! :D As soft and squishable as always :3

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TinnGun Aquarium Date: Where Did Tinn’s Sharks Suddenly Come From and How Are They Connected to Liking Gun?

So in episode 7 when TinnGun go on the aquarium date with Yo and his girl there is a bit of dialogue that really confused me back when the episode aired. And maybe it confused you too. So now I’m here to share some background information with you.

I’m talking about this specific line:

Back when the episode aired I just didn’t understand why Tinn was suddenly talking about sharks when he had just been referencing their date. Where did that thought suddenly come from? What’s the connection between those topics, how did Tinn get from their date to sharks and biting to liking Gun?

Well, you see, I wasn’t able to follow because I had completely forgotten about one key element here: ฉลามชอบงับคุณ (= “sharks like biting you”) is a song by Bonnadol ft. IIVY B and Tinn is directly quoting the first line of the chorus to Gun. Cue the ensuing jokes about sharks and liking and biting.

Now you might see this and think “Ohhh so it’s a song reference and that song suddenly popped into Tinn’s mind so that’s why he’s randomly changing the topic. Plus, the song talks about sharks and liking so that’s how Tinn made the mental jump from ‘sharks may bite you’ to ‘I like you’. Got it, thanks.” and, well... yes. That’s the short answer. However, there is more to discover in this scene and more word play going on in Thai.

So come with me on a deep dive into the dialogue of this scene and find out what exactly is happening here in Thai.

We’re gonna take a closer look at Ep7 [3/4] from 10:10 onwards till pretty much the end of the scene. The given English translation of the dialogue goes as follows:

Tinn: Sharks, they may bite you. But I like you, no bite. Gun: Are you flirting or what? Here. Let me tell you something. If you want to hit on someone, use your own line. (laughs) Sharks, they may bite you. (Tinn steals Gun’s snack) Tinn: Sharks, they like to bite. I do too, but only the one I like. Gun: Bite, my ass! (laughs and shakes his head) Tinn: Look at you now. I bet you like the one that bites you.

Before we go and take a closer look at what is hidden in the original Thai lines, let me give you a quick vocabulary lesson, though:

ครับ [kráp] – often also transliterated as krub. If you’re an experienced thdrama watcher you are likely familiar with this word. But if you’re new here: ครับ [kráp] is a particle that is added at the end of a sentence to make that sentence formal and polite. ครับ [kráp] is typically used by men, while women typically use ค่ะ [khâ] instead. (You’ll also hear this particle as an answer to or confirmation of a statement/request/order/etc., but this isn’t relevant for the scene we’re about to discuss.)

ชอบ [chôp] – to like. If you’re an experienced thdrama watcher you’ve also heard this one a lot. However, what you might not know is that this word can also be used to talk about a habit or about what someone/something tends to do. Earlier I translated the song title ฉลามชอบงับคุณ [chà-lăam chôp ngáp kun] as “sharks like biting you” but it could also mean something like “sharks tend to bite you”. (word for word the title makes shark(s) – like/tend to – bite{cute} – you{formal})

ผม [pŏm] – formal/polite first person pronoun for males (I)

คุณ [kun] – formal/polite second person pronoun (you)

งับ [ngáp] – cutesy word for “to bite”

Part 1: The Song

Now with that out of the way I want to take a look at the first line of the chorus from the song:

ฉลามน่ะชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [chà-lăam nâ chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp]

So this line is made up of two sentences:

ฉลามน่ะชอบงับคุณ [chà-lăam nâ chôp ngáp kun]: This is the first sentence and translates to “sharks tend to bite you” or “sharks like biting you” which is also the song’s title.

ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp]: This is the second sentence and translates to “as for me, I like you”.

So here we can immediately see how talking about sharks and biting leads to talking about liking someone and it’s through the repeated use of the word ชอบ [chôp] aka “to like”. First the singer talks about what sharks like (biting), then the singer talks about what he himself likes (“you”).

But there’s more!

Maybe you’ve already noticed that there is another word from our vocabulary lesson that is repeated in both sentences:

ฉลามน่ะชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [chà-lăam nâ chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp]

Yes, the word งับ [ngáp] gets repeated as well. Now you might be a little confused, because I just told you that this translates to the verb “bite” and I also just said that the second sentence translates to “as for me, I like you”. How does the biting fit into this sentence?

Well, so the thing is… Remember the very first word from our list? Remember ครับ [kráp]? Maybe you’ve also noticed that I put it on the vocabulary list, but then it doesn’t even show up in the song lyrics at all...

Except, it does! It just doesn’t look or sound like ครับ [kráp]. It sounds like งับ [ngáp], aka the word that I just pointed out that also gets repeated in both lines.

So, as you might have guessed by now งับ [ngáp] can either be a cute way of saying “to bite” or it can also be used as a cutesy word for the polite particle ครับ [kráp]. Tinn has already used งับ [ngáp] in this sense on Gun back in episode 2 when he was pretending to be Lion, like we can see here for example:

ลองไปที่นี่ดู แล้วพี่จะรู้เองงับ [long bpai tîi nîi duu • láeo pîi jà rúu eng ngáp] try–go–to–this–see • then–older sibling–will–know–self–[cutesy polite particle]

Now let’s go back to the second sentence of the song and take a look at the pronouns: ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp] (= “as for me, I like you”).

The singer here uses the polite first person pronoun ผม [pŏm] when he refers to himself and the polite second person pronoun คุณ [kun] when he says “you”. These are pretty formal pronouns that usually also come with a polite particle. So technically the sentence “I like you” with these formal pronouns should go ผมชอบคุณครับ [pŏm chôp kun kráp] – literally “I like you krub”. However, the singer wants to be cute, so he switches the polite particle ครับ [kráp] with the cutesy form งับ [ngáp] and sings “I like you ngáp” instead.

(On this note, some interesting tidbit: according to my Thai friend who I discussed this scene and song with, in his words, it’s mainly “lesbian tomboys” who use งับ [ngáp]. He said men might use it in writing but don’t really say it.)

Anyway, now that we know that the song lyrics make “Sharks like to ngáp you. As for me, I like you ngáp”, let’s see what they do with it in MSP.

Part 2: Tinn and Biting

The dialogue starts out with Tinn saying “Sharks, they may bite you. But I like you, no bite”. At least it does according to the English subtitles. What he really says in Thai is this:

ฉลามอะ ชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมอะ ชอบคุณงับ [chà-lăam à • chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm à • chôp kun ngáp] shark(s)–[particle] • like–bite–you {formal} • as for–I {formal}–[particle] • like–you {formal}–[cutesy polite particle]

Here is the line from the song in comparison:

ฉลามน่ะชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [chà-lăam nâ chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp] shark(s)–[particle]–like–bite–you {formal} • as for–I {formal}–[particle]–like–you {formal}–[cutesy polite particle]

As we can see, Tinn is pretty much directly quoting that line of song to Gun. So a more literal translation of what he’s saying here would be something along the lines of “Sharks like biting you. As for me, I like you”. Or rather, if we remember the word play with the word งับ [ngáp] = to bite and งับ [ngáp] = cute form of ครับ [kráp], what he’s saying is actually “Sharks like to ngáp you. As for me, I like you ngáp”.

This makes Gun laugh and he says “Are you flirting or what? Here. Let me tell you something. If you want to hit on someone, use your own line.”

Now that we know Tinn quoted a line of a song we also understand that Gun recognizes it as such and that when he says “use your own line” it’s actually him calling Tinn out for quoting a song instead of coming up with his own original pick-up line.

Gun then turns away and repeats the first part of the song lyrics to himself, still very amused: ฉลามชอบงับคุณ [chà-lăam chôp ngáp kun] (= “sharks like biting you”).

Tinn was just scolded for not being original in his flirting and what does he do? He “bites” Gun and then, according to the subtitles, says: “Sharks, they like to bite. I do too, but only the one I like.”

Now let’s once again look at what’s happening in Thai. What Tinn is saying here is this:

ฉลามอะ ชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมอะ งับคนที่ชอบ [chà-lăam à • chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm à • ngáp kon tîi chôp]

Let’s bring up the song lyrics again:

ฉลามน่ะชอบงับคุณ ส่วนผมน่ะชอบคุณงับ [chà-lăam nâ chôp ngáp kun • sùuan pŏm nâ chôp kun ngáp]

We can immediately see that Tinn is once again directly quoting almost the entire line of the lyrics to Gun. He repeats the whole “Sharks like biting you. As for me…” part, but then he unexpectedly changes the last part. This time around he doesn’t end the sentence with “I like you ngáp” (ชอบคุณงับ [chôp kun ngáp]) like the song does, instead he ends it with:

งับคนที่ชอบ [ngáp kon tîi chôp] bite–person/people–that–like

Since Thai doesn’t have plural forms, this can be translated as “I bite the person that I like” or “I bite the people I like”. So what’s happening here is that after being scolded for being unoriginal, Tinn then quotes the song again but decides to prove that he can indeed think of a line on his own by changing the second sentence from “as for me, I like you” to “as for me, I bite the person/people I like”.

What’s kinda interesting to me here is that the second sentence from the song talks about คุณ [kun] (= “you”) and Tinn in his own continuation talks about คน [kon] (= person/people). I find it interesting, because these two words sound very similar. In fact, when I tried to transcribe the Thai lines I actually wasn’t sure whether Tinn was saying คุณ [kun] or คน [kon] here. It sounded like งับคน [ngáp kon] (= bite person) to me, but I was a little unsure since the song itself talks about งับคุณ [ngáp kun] (= bite you). I played it to my Thai friend and he too had to listen to it a couple of times before deciding that it must be คน [kon] as that would make more sense.

Alright, moving on. So Tinn has just quoted the song again but with a changed ending: “Sharks like to bite you. As for me, I bite the person/people I like.” Gun doesn’t know how to response to this, so after a moment of consideration he comes up with a witty comeback: “Bite, my ass!”

(Fun fact: the expression he uses here that was translated as “my ass” in English is พ่อมึง [pâaw mueng] which literally translates to “your father”. If you’re a German speaker: it means Gun is essentially saying „Deine Mutter!!“ in response lmao. Brilliant comeback, really. Extremely witty. Good job, kiddo.)

Unfortunately for Gun, Tinn’s whole flirting tactic, as silly as it was, has in fact worked on him and he can’t help but laugh again in an “I can’t believe this is the man I have chosen to love” kind of way.

Now it’s Tinn’s turn to call Gun out for it: “Look at you now. I bet you like the one that bites you.” That’s how the subtitles put it. But one last time I wanna take a look at the original Thai lines.

Tinn says two sentences here and the second sentence is more relevant for the whole song reference/word play thing, but since you’ve made it all the way here I assume you like languages and would be interested in knowing the literal meaning of Tinn’s words where the subtitles go “Look at you now”, so I’ll just tell you that too while I’m at it.

So all in all Tinn says:

อาการแบบนี้อะ สงสัยชอบคนที่งับ [aa-gaan bàep níi à • sŏng-săi chôp kon tîi ngáp]

That first sentence (อาการแบบนี้อะ [aa-gaan bàep níi à]) is a little difficult to translate for me because I don’t really know what to do with the first word, but the แบบนี้ [bàep níi] part means “like this”. The first word is อาการ [aa-gaan] which can mean “symptom” or “condition”. According to thai2english.com other meanings also include “expression” or “manner”. All in all, what Tinn is essentially doing here is pointing out Gun’s reaction, so I think to make it sound more natural and not too weird in English we could maybe say something along the lines of “A reaction like this...” for this line.

As for the other thing Tinn says, it’s this:

สงสัยชอบคนที่งับ [sŏng-săi chôp kon tîi ngáp] suspect–like–person(s)–that–bite

As I said earlier, Thai doesn’t do plural forms. Nor does it do articles. And yet another thing that Thai often doesn’t do is pronouns, meaning pronouns are often left out of the sentence entirely. Such is the case here, so this sentence could mean one of the following:

I suspect you like a person that bites.

I suspect you like the person that bites.

I suspect you like the person that bites you.

I suspect you like people that bite.

I suspect you like people that bite you.

Now what’s fun about this line is once again the word play and the reference to Tinn’s line from earlier when he said “I bite the person/people I like”. Let’s do some more comparison.

So this is what Tinn says to Gun right after he steals the snack by “biting” Gun:

ส่วนผมอะ งับคนที่ชอบ [sùuan pŏm à • ngáp kon tîi chôp] as for–I {formal}–[particle] • bite–person(s)–that–like

And this is what he’s saying to Gun now:

สงสัยชอบคนที่งับ [sŏng-săi chôp kon tîi ngáp] suspect–like–person(s)–that–bite

The reason why this is fun is that Tinn switches the words งับ [ngáp] and ชอบ [chôp]. Where first he said งับคนที่ชอบ [ngáp kon tîi chôp] (lit. “bite–person(s)–that–like” = “[I] bite [the] person/people that [I] like”) he now says ชอบคนที่งับ [chôp kon tîi ngáp] (lit. “like–person(s)–that–bite” = “[You] like [the] person/people that bite [you]”).

Let’s look at it again side by side to really see how delightful that is:

งับคนที่ชอบ [ngáp kon tîi chôp] bite–person(s)–that–like

ชอบคนที่งับ [chôp kon tîi ngáp] like–person(s)–that–bite

What’s more, Tinn switching around the words is reminiscent of, if not a deliberate callback to the word switch from the original song lyrics that started it all:

ชอบงับคุณ [chôp ngáp kun] like–bite–you {formal}

ชอบคุณงับ [chôp kun ngáp] like–you {formal}–[cutesy polite particle]

Part 3: Summary

Since this was an overwhelming amount of information in one go I’ve put all the dialogue into a table so you can look at it again side by side:

As you can see, I’ve also included the official English subtitles for those who are curious. However, I wanna stress that this isn’t to imply “the eng subs suck and I did it better!!!1!11”. I’ve put my own “literal” translation into the table mainly because the word-for-word translation of the Thai lines can be pretty confusing and I wanted to put it into a more natural sounding English so that it would make more sense.

You’ll also notice that I’ve put some of the pronouns into square brackets. That is to signify that the Thai sentence doesn’t include any pronouns there, which is relevant mainly for Tinn’s very last line as the English sentence could work either with or without the second “you”.

As for the curly brackets in the Thai column, those indicate the level of formality or the connotation of a word, especially of the pronouns.

The red text marks every time when the song lyrics are being quoted.

In Conclusion

All in all, what is happening in this scene is that Tinn quotes a line of a silly little song that includes a silly little pun and then when Gun scolds him for being unoriginal Tinn goes and takes that silly little word play even further, turning it into his own thing. And the most delightful part about it is that it absolutely works on Gun, as much as he may hate to admit it.

#my school president #tinngun #msp #msp ep7 #airenyah explains thai #adrm #no but my thai teacher has a habit ending his classes by playing us a thai song #and weeks before msp was even airing he ended the zoom session with ฉลามชอบงับคุณ #and then i just. totally forgot about it... the song was completely wiped from my memory #that's why this post is so late!! i'm really sorry!! i just really didn't remember this song at all when msp was airing #and i got so puzzled about this scene here bc Tinn's line seemed so random like #why is he suddenly talking about sharks and biting where did that come from #i mean ok sure they're at an aquarium so sharks aren't THAT strange as a topic but still #something about it just didn't sit right with me #until a while ago it just suddenly hit me out of the blue #i was just going about my business when suddenly my brain goes #WAIT DIDN'T WE ONCE HAVE A SONG ABOUT SHARKS AND BITING AND LIKING IN CLASS #and i'm just standing there like oh my god???? it's a song reference???? and i could (aND SHOULD) have known all this time????#a very random but very eye-opening experience #everything about this suddenly made so much more sense #anyway did i write this instead of writing my bachelor's thesis? yes i did :)))#which is ironic considering my bachelor thesis is about the thai language as well

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khytal · 1 year

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Thanks for your contributions to asoryuu. Every asoryuu drawing you've made has occupied some space in my brain. ur posing is also rlly good they have a certain flow to them that i really like. Gesture? Good form too. I was gonna link examples (favourites, I guess) but I know I'd be put in a state of shock if someone went into my asks and send me all the stuff of mine they liked. Point is, your sense of humour is great and your comics are well-formatted and shout-out to your assistant lamp boyfriend (clay terran)

this is. so sweet and kind wwhgwhghjdfhg.,.,.. o(-<

as thanks have my very first asoryuu of the year :]

also hey. assistant clay can't be my boyfriend he's already got two

#khytal.ks #khyt.art #I'M SORRY FOR REPLYING TO THIS ONE SO LATE #i was overwhelmed by how nice it was so i wanted to draw something and then i got too busy #anyway sghjdfkvf #asry was absolutely my most drawn pair last year. they will probably be my most drawn pair this year too :)

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sysig · 6 months

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Gotta sweep up all this Dust (Patreon)

#Doodles #Mother 3 #Duster #I am still thinking of He and yet he still hasn't completely come back into my crosshairs #If you can believe it - it was actually the fic printing that was like halfway to the goal of going out of my mind about him again and well-#Lol ♪ I do still plan to! I just underestimated how much of a run-up to him it would be #I'll get there! Certainly keeping busy in the meanwhile lol #But he does get /some/ screentime in the meantime at least haha #I actually injured my own ankle a while ago :P Couldn't tell you exactly when or what but it's been kinda flaring up lately #Mostly when I got for walks - doesn't have to be super long walks either which I'm not super jazzed about #But I did get an ankle compress-brace which has been good for it :) Can walk a bit more regularly!#It was mostly giving my pain away that prompted him back lol sorry Duster #I did at least power up the game to try and see which side his limp is on - it's hard to tell!#It looks like his strides are more confident/longer with his left leg but with the way his sprite mirrors sometimes but not other times #I don't know if he actually says which leg it is somewhere in the game either so I'm just projecting for now lol #I imagine it's only easier to stress out the strong side by overextending - why not both!#It's also still really fun to draw him covered in scars haha #Probably could've gone for arm hair too but it might've muddled the scars and aren't those the important part lol #And a little singy Duster/Lucky to round out :)#I imagine he has a weak voice if he tried projecting but hmm I'm not sure! I really do want to get to know him better!#There's gotta be a reason he was put on the bass right haha #Probably a nice whispery singing voice ♪

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osamusriceballs · 2 years

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Kuroo x Reader

Warnings: None

Words: ~850

About: CEO Kuroo and his secretary.

A/n: Very cliched but there is just something about Kuroo in a suit *malfunctions*

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“Heartless sadist.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” The lie leaves your lips smoothly, not a single sign of hesitation on your face before you answer. He’s making you work late again- the third time this week. You know you’ll get paid well for it, but that goes without saying when you work for Kuroo Tetsurou.

He looks devilishly handsome and hot with his perfectly fitting suit and the red tie, that is now loosened and thrown over his shoulder, his jacket also long forgotten on the couch, and his sleeves rolled up, exposing his toned forearms- which is somehow more attractive than it should be. His smile is endearing when he’s actually being nice towards you- but he usually prefers to tease you and challenge you, which you somehow grew to enjoy, but the way your heart flutters when he leans just a bit closer still makes you regret to be so close to him right now. He definitely awakens feelings inside of you that you shouldn’t have towards your boss.

“C’mon, we’ll be done soon. Don’t be a grumpy little kitten, I can’t survive the night without your help. And I’ll even double your pay this week, doesn’t that sound good?” There is something about his voice that gets you week to your knees, the way he calls you “kitten” making your cheeks heat up involuntarily.

“I don’t want more money, I already finished my work today. Can’t you have someone else stay to help you, Kuroo-san?” You do your best to be professional while you try to convince him to let you go, but you know your attempt will be futile. You know he will insist on you staying. He always does.

“Drop the formalities. And no. I need you,” he insists, just like you predicted, his eyes still having that amused glint when he sees you struggle. Such a sadist.

“But I have an appointment today.” You try again, a last desperate attempt, but when his posture stiffens, you know that you lost.

“An appointment? As in... a date?”

“Yes. A date. Not that it’s your business.” You avoid his gaze when you answer, but still see how his hands form tight wrists, his knuckles turning white from the sheer force he uses. You know that’s it’s absolutely misleading to call it a date- your plans for the rest of the night only consisting of you and a hot cup of ramen in your apartment- but you wouldn’t tell him that. It’s silent for a few seconds, only the sound of your tense breaths filling the silence, until his fists uncurl and his hands lay flatly on the table, seemingly relaxed.

“You’re right. It’s not my business. Alright then, have fun tonight.” His voice is neutral, not giving away any emotions when he nods and raises from the chair and runs his hand though his already messy hair. “Let’s call it a day. Have fun tonight.”

“Thank you.” You smile at him but stop after a few moments when he doesn’t smile back. His mood made a 180 degree turn- from teasing and cheery, to professional and cold in just a few seconds. A rare sight to you. You’re only used to the cheerful and calm Kuroo, who manages to fluster you and get on your nerves- in a way that makes your heart flutter and makes you daydreaming- secretly wishing for him to whisper all these sweet and teasing words in your ear, maybe even while he holds you in his arms. He seems like that type of man, like a secretly romantic one, who would get flowers for his partner and court them in a old fashioned way. Just the thought makes your heart flutter, when you imagine him with a bouquet of flowers and a wide grin, all for you-

- but you quickly pull yourself together, hoping that he didn’t notice you spacing out. You’re his secretary. He’s your boss. Nothing more, nothing less.

You slowly turn around and move towards the door, facing the floor with a hint of hurt on your face at his cold demeanor, the doorknob already in your hand when he suddenly calls for you again.

“Ms. Y/n?” You flinch when you realize that he’s right behind you- he’s fast.

“Yes?” You turn towards him, your eyes meeting when he stands close in front of you, so close that you can smell his cologne- a pleasantly fresh smell, that makes you want to step closer and inhale deeply to take it all in. There is just something about this man that always drags you towards him- and that’s exactly why you try to avoid him as much as you can. .

“If I... If I had asked you for a date... would you have said yes?” His eyes are soft and gentle, his voice a tad bit quieter than usual- but you still hear him clearly in the empty office, your jaw dropping at the implication- that he maybe likes you a bit more than he should. That maybe he also felt the attraction, the spark when you talk, the tension whenever he leans closer and brushes his arm against yours, or when he brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear and looks deeply in your eyes. There is something about Kuroo right now- he seems almost vulnerable, as if something was at stake for him, his eyes searching for something in your face, almost desperately. And that’s when you decide to-

“Why don’t you find it out?”

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo fanfic #kuroo #I actually planned to include smut #but it's 3 am #and I need to get up early ARGH #so this is all for today #I'm sorry for being a bit absent lately T-T #uni got me all busy #I might be a bit quiet this month #but I'm always here DON'T WORRY! <3 #LOVE YOU!! <3 #STAY STRONG EVERYONE! <3 #FEEL LOVED AND HUGGED WHEN YOU READ THIS!!! <3

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