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bihansthot · 8 months

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So, I posted this on my RP blog a few years ago and I decided I would share it on my main blog too because it’s cute and we’re getting close to that time of year again. It’s written with non Scorpion Kuai Liang in mind but I suppose it fits the current timeline too so however you want to look at it is fine. It’s just a fun little fluff story about the Mid-Autumn Festival before Bingbing was born. I’d like to maybe, hopefully write a sequel to it but what with MK1 coming out and all the requests I have I don’t know if I’ll be able to be self indulgent, but maybe I should be. I need to find a good balance between writing what others want and what I want or else I’ll get burnt out again and take two years off again and no one wants that. Anyway hopefully you loves will enjoy this little snippet of daily life in the Sub-Zero household. 💙💕

Magic In These Moon Cakes

I make my way back home from the market, hands full of dishes and sweets for tonight, and sigh loudly as my swollen ankles protest my actions. I’m barely through the door when I’m faced with a very cross-looking cryomancer.

“Qīn, where have you been? I’ve been worried about you,” Bi-Han says sternly, grabbing the bags from me with frightening ease. He ushers me into our apartment as he sets the bags down on the kitchen counter, not even bothering to acknowledge his brother sitting on the couch.

“Kuai Liang-Gēgē, I didn’t know you’d be here so soon, my apologies for taking so long at the market, the lines and crowds were crazy,” I greet my brother-in-law and rest my hand on the small of my back to try and give it some more support.

“Sit,” Bi-Han commands as he pushes me gently down onto the couch before pulling my legs up and onto the ottoman, giving them immediate relief. “All this walking and stress of shopping and carrying all those bags aren’t good for the baby, why didn’t you just wait for me to get back home from picking Kuai Liang up?”

“Polar Bear, I’m pregnant, not made of glass, besides you hate shopping when the crowds are this bad,” I try and reason with my stubborn husband, but it’s halfhearted at best since I know he’s right. “Besides I felt so bad for not preparing the meal myself this year I felt like I needed to do something at least,” I sigh and rub my ankles.

“The Mid-Autumn Festival happens every year qīn, who cares if we miss moon cakes one year, your health is more important to me,” he grumbles even though I can see him eyeing the boxes of various moon cakes.

“It’s important for the boys, they love the Mid-Autumn Festival, you know the boys all take turns being Hou Yi and defeating all the demons not to mention stuffing themselves full of as much duck and crab they can. Besides they’re not the only ones who wanted duck,” I mumble and slouch down in the chair.

“Don’t forget brother it’s also an important time for families to gather together and appreciate the beauty of the moon,” Kuai Liang pipes up in an attempt to help defend my insistence at celebrating this year.

“Who exactly invited you again?” Bi-Han shoots his younger brother a look before turning his attention back to the groceries, “which ones need to be refrigerating qīn?”

Kuai Liang sulks at his brother’s playful malice, “your wife invited me thank you very much, and my nephews actually enjoy spending time with me.”

“Someone has to,” Bi-Han scoffs as he starts looking through the bags. “How many boxes of moon cakes did you buy qīn?” Bi-Han exclaims in disbelief as he pulls box after box of moon cakes out of the bags.

“Red bags need to be refrigerated and I six boxes, one of each of us, there are so many different varieties now I wanted to try them out. They have Oreo ones now! Oreos! I can’t wait! Oh! Oh! I can’t forget about the custard-filled ones! I also got some of the traditional ham and nut ones since I know your brother likes those ones, and some sesame paste ones for you, I don’t know I just wanted to go all out for the baby. I know shes’ not here yet but it’s technically her first Mid-Autumn Festival and since I’m too far along to really stand on my feet long enough to bake moon cakes and boil crabs and roast ducks and all the other dishes, I maybe went a little overboard.” I excitedly explain to both Bi-Han and Kuai Liang as I affectionately cradle my round belly.

“Well when you put it that way I guess I can’t be too upset, but I still wish you had just waited for me so I could carry everything for you, or at least you could have taken the twins,” Bi-Han grumps while putting the raw crabs in the fridge and the various containers of roasted duck and vegetables.

“Bi-Han I wasn’t going to make the boys get up early on a rare day off of school, they deserve to sleep in,” I yawn and lean back in the chair before I’m startled by a loud shout.

“Gotcha Shūshu,” my youngest announces as he flings himself in Kuai Liang’s lap with a pitiful handful of snow to the face.

“Shìxuě,” I scold him, and no sooner does his name leave my mouth than Kuai Liang’s hands come up to masterfully deflect a punch from Xiǎo-Hán and a kick from Xiǎo-Bīng, “boys!”

Kuai Liang chuckles as he pulls the twins next to him ruffling their hair, “it’s ok Sol, they’re getting much better! Your father must be doing a good job training you boys.”

Xiǎo-Hán is the first to break free from Kuai Liang’s gasp, “we’ve been working hard in between school lessons and soccer practice, look!” He exclaims excitedly as he begins forming an icicle in his palm.

“Yes, very impressive! I trust you’re putting the same effort into your studies too,” Kuai Liang questions quirking an eyebrow.

Xiǎo-Hán gives him a sheepish grin, “I’m doing a lot better this semester than last, so that’s got to count for something right?”

“Yes,” I smile at him knowing how hard he’s been trying, “it hasn’t gone unnoticed.” I turn to Kuai Liang, “Xiǎo-Hán takes after his Father maybe a little too much in the sense that he cares far more about his cryomancy than he does his studies.”

“Who wants moon cakes?” Bi-Han comes into the living room with a tray piled high with the pastries as the boys clamor for the treats.

I frown at him momentarily, “you boys can have one before dinner, and I mean you and Kuai Liang in that too Bi-Han. I don’t want anyone spoiling their dinner.”

“Deal,” Bi-Han agrees as he sets the tray down on the coffee table as he reaches for one of the sesame-filled ones and stuffs it in his mouth.

The boys all grab theirs before Shìxuě toddles over to me with a custard-filled one, “here mama. I brought it to you so you don’t wake up Mèimei and she doesn’t make you grumpy.”

“Thank you my little pumpkin,” I smile and pull him into my lap before taking a bite of the sweet, flaky pastry. I sit back and enjoy my happy little family as I can’t wait for our newest little one to join in next year’s festivities.

“Mama, will you tell us about Chang’e? I wanna hear the part about Hou Yi again,” Shìxuě asks as he bites into his moon cake and snuggles against my growing stomach.

“Would you rather watch Over the Moon again?” I ask grinning at him and humming the opening tune to the movie knowing full well what my son will choose.

“Yes!” he grins, with Oreo cream already all over his face.

“Boys, do you mind turning on the TV and getting the movie set up? We can watch it together before dinner,” I turn to ask my twins who are still trying to wrestle with their uncle. The boys do as I ask and we all settle in to watch the movie before enjoying dinner and basking in the beautiful glow of the full autumn moon.

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yandere-mha-blog · 11 months

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Part 9

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Your ex tracks you down and Keigo teaches him a lesson :)

Yandere boyfriend Hawks x reader x yandere ex boyfriend Dabi

Your first reaction to seeing your ex-boyfriend in your doorway was to slam the door shut in his face.

Dab kept the door open with his arm and tried to push the door open, you were putting your whole body weight on the door.

“Hey, I said I need to talk to you,” Dabi said as he kept his hand on the doorknob

“How did you even find me!” you yelled as you kept trying to close the door

“Well it would have been easier to call you if you hadn't blocked me on everything,” he said as he pushed the door open nearly knocking you down. He kept standing in the doorway, arms crossed and looking at you. “Still your little friend posted a photo of you and him, and Kent found out where he went, it was actually kind of easy.”

You stood your ground and kept glaring at him.

“Oh don't look at me like that.” He said, “If anything I'm the one who should be upset here.”

“Excuse me.” you said, “you kicked me out of your house and made me walk home in the middle of the night alone, with no shoes!”

“I wouldn't have kicked you out if you weren't a damn liar.”

“You said we were done!” you yelled back at him

“And I need to talk to you,” he said

“There isn't anything left for you to say Dabi,” you said

“Come on I said you can call me Toya when it's just the two of us,” he said and stepped into your apartment

“Get out.” you said “Get out or I'll scream.”

“Fine scream then.” Dabi said and waited “You won’t.”

You grabbed the nearest thing close to you which just so happen to be a metal water bottle

“Don't come near me,” you said

“Oh come on you are shaking like I'm going to hurt you or something.” He said, “I just need to talk to you.”

“Fine, say what you want and leave,” you said ready to bash his face in with the water bottle, he looked unamused by your threat.

“Well first of all, I didn't actually want to break up with you, you lied to me saying after high school you were just going to stop there, then you go behind my back and apply for colleges.”

“My parents did that.” you corrected him

“Whatever, then you say you want to leave to go to this…dump, so I kicked you out to scare you, I expected you to call or text me, and I would have taken you back, but you never did, so you are pretty quick to move on.” He said, and you had never felt the burning fire of hatred blaze as much as it did

“You are insane…I should have known from the start, but you really are just a crazy jackass, you're not cool or edgy or even have an alternative way of life, you are just nuts!” you hissed “So what you thought you'd just come in here, tell me that, and I drop out of school and go back with you!?”

“Well if you had any sense of loyalty left in then you would,” he responded

“No,” you shouted

“No?” Dabi said

Kent was anxiously tapping the wheel of his car

“This ain't right, this is crazy, seriously I have no idea what to do, ugh if I leave he will just find me…ahhhhh what has my life amounted to!” he kept screaming to himself when he noticed a familiar red mustang pull up.

“Oh no…” Kent said under his breath and he hid under the wheel “I didn't think I'd see him again!”

He peeked out the window and saw him going towards your apartment, should he warn Dabi that he was coming towards him, what was he even doing here!?

Keigo found apartment 434 and noticed the door was cracked open, which wasn't a good sign, then a shout of you screaming no. and formalities be damned, but Keigo slammed the door open and saw you terrified holding a water bottle and some random guy standing way to close to you with his hand on your shoulder, your eyes went from petrified too relieved when you two locked eyes.

“What the hell do you think you're doing?” Keigo yelled and grabbed his hand off of you before dabi slapped his hand

“Don't touch me,” Dabi said

“Oh like you are one to talk buddy,” Keigo said as he got in front of you

“This doesn't concern your bird brain.’ Dabi said

“Uhhh ahaha I think it does.’ Keigo said

“If you know what's good for you, you'll get out of the way, I'm trying to have a conversation with my girlfriend,” Dabi said

“He's lying, this is my ex I was telling you about,” you said still hiding behind Keigo, you felt like a total coward right now, but what else could you do

“I figured as much.” Keigo responded, “Look, I have no problem making a scene here, so if you know what's good for you, you'll get out of her apartment and won't show your face around here again, got it.”

You gulped, you remembered what usually happened to guys who talked back to him like that, one guy lost his coat due to it being set on fire.

“Why would I listen to you?” Dabi said as he looked over at you “What do you want (name)?”

“... I want you to go,” you muttered

“Fine, I'll go.” Dabi said and he left the apartment “I still want to have a proper conversation with you without being interrupted.”

“Oh my god if you ever shut up, she said leave!” Keigo shouted at him before slamming the door and locking in “Crist that guy is…hey you good?”

Keigo's anger quickly went into concern as he saw you sitting down and staring at the floor, your hands shaking as you were trying to take in a deep breath

“(name)...did he do anything to you?” Keigo asked as he walked over to you

“He grabbed my wrist after he barged his way in.” you said looking around the apartment, “I can't believe he was able to find me….”

Keigo sat on the floor and reached his hand over to you, he gave it a quick squeeze “Well he is gone now.” “I don't think for good, when he said he wanted to have a proper conversation soon, that was a threat…and I think you just got on his bad side.”

“Don't worry about me okay.’ Keigo said

“How can i not!” you said “I have seen first what he does to people who pissed him off Keigo.” “Deep breath.” Keigo said and you obliged “Trust me (name), you don't have to worry about me, I won't underestimate the guy.”

“I just can't believe he found me…the photo you posted of us...I have no idea how he was able to find me just by that.” “Crap, well this seems like my fault then,” Keigo said

“What no, you didn't mean to, look he, I…Dabi is…god what is the word, persistent…”

“Obnoxious, imposing, aloof, a jackass, crazy.’ Keigo mumbled on as he pulled your student id out “here.”

You took it from his hand and let out a sigh of relief “thank god you came by to return this, I don't want to think what would have happened if you hadn't shown up…”

“Well I did, so no need to worry.” Keigo said, “he really scares you huh.”

“Like you said he is really imposing.” You said as you fiddled with your card, “Keigo, please listen to me when I say, you don't want to get involved with him, well more like I don't want you to get involved with him, he is dangerous.”

“I promise.” Keigo said as he gave you a reassuring smile “You feeling any better?”

“Yeah, I think I just need some sleep, and maybe some pepper spray, or a taser.”

“That sounds like a solid plan.” Keigo said as he stood up “I will see you in class tomorrow okay and if anything happens you have my number and give me a call, okay?”

“I'll keep that in mind, thanks Keigo,” you said as you walked over to the door and checked the peephole, you checked to make sure the coast was clear, and Keigo left waving bye, you waved back at him and closed the door.

Lesson learned: always check the peephole before opening the door.

Keigo walked down the staircase and headed towards his car when he was hit with the familiar scent of cigarette smoke, he looked over and there was Dabi staring him down, he must have been waiting for him to show up.

“Those things will kill you, you know.” Keigo said as he turned around “I thought you said you were leaving.”

“I left her apartment, didn't i.’ Dabi said “Tell me did you feel good playing the knight in shining armor”

“I was just helping a friend out.’ Keigo said, Dabi took another inhale of his cigarette and flicked the ashes at Keigo, who brushed them off his jacket.

“Well, I have to thank you for making it so easy to find her again,” Dabi said

“Hey, taking a photo and posting it is just what friends do.’ Keigo said, “not that you would know.”

“Says the playboy, tell me do take your shirt off to show off your tattoos to all the girls you are trying to impress, or just the ones you take for joy rides.”

“Oh so the loser was stalking us for longer than I thought, well credit where credit is due, you sure know how to play the creepy stalker ex who can't take a hint.” Keigo said “And playboy, really, at least I never broke into their apartments and made them cower in fear.”

“See now you are just asking for it.’ Dabi said, “I was going to let you go since you made it so easy to find her, but you don't know when to shut your mouth.”

“Oh, you coming at me?” Keigo asked, “Let's see if you can actually put your money where your mouth is.”

“Fine by me,” Dabi said as he cracked his knuckles

“Fine, but don't regret your choices,” Keigo said as Dabi swung at him, Keigo made a quick dodge of it, before he pulled a knife out of his coat pocket and slashed Dabi across the knuckles. Dabi grabbed the top of his hand and was trying to hold back a scream, as Keigo looked down at the knife and flicked the blood off of it. All while placing a well-placed kick to Dabi's gut, he clenched his stomach, right before Keigo swept his feet and caused Dabi to fall to the floor.

Keigo pinned Dabis' good hand behind his shoulder blades and took his knife to Dabis' neck.

“Dabi, Dabi Dabi…. You were talking so much, but that took me like 6 seconds to immobilize you.” Keigo mocked him

“You are so dead.” Dabi gasped out while he was shaking in pain

“Says the man who has a knife to his neck.” Keigo said, “Next time you choose a fight, make sure you can back up the amount of shit you spew from that mouth of yours, okay?”

“Let him go,” Kent said

“And who are you?’ Keigo asked as he pulled Dabi up, still having a knife to his neck “You with him?”

“...” Kent was silent not knowing what to say when someone had a knife up to your…friends? Neck.

'`Oh wait, I recognize you, Kenny right, well Kent.’ Keigo said

“Oh great he recognizes me, the last thing I want is to get into a fight with this guy.” Kent thought as he gulped

“That's me…look can you let him go?” Kent asked and Dabi was glaring daggers at Kent

“Why should I?” Keigo asked, “I mean I don't want to spill any more blood, but he is kinda threatening my friend.”

“Look man, I really don't want trouble, okay, we will leave.’ Kent said

“...fine, do me a favor and take this one home for me okay, also Dabi be glad your friend showed up, and this was a warning.”

Keigo tossed the bruised Dabi to Kent, who dragged Dabi to his car

“I can still beat him,” Dabi muttered as he clutched his stomach

“Dabi, you lost, let's go before you get even more scars on you okay,” Kent said as he opened the door and put Dabi in the back seat.

“He is so dead….” Dabi said, “What the fuck just happen.”

“Dabi, I tried telling you earlier, but Hawks is a very … well-versed fighter, and quick, look I've only heard stories about him taking people down, I did not expect the rumors to be true though.”

“Now you tell me!” Dabi yelled, “after I got my fucking knuckles slashed open!”

“I'm sorry I tried to tell you but you seemed to be hellbent on tracking (name) down, also I didn't expect him to show up.”

“He had a fucking knife to my neck!” Dabi said, “You came to get me after I had a fucking knife to my neck!”

“I'm sorry man, I didn't know what to do. Look, let's just get you to a hospital and get your hand sewn up,” Kent said

“That is the first good idea you have ever had.” Dabi yelled, “What else do you know about him.”

“Well, you remember that one thug awhile ago, he got arrested but his last name was also Takami.” Kent said

“Takami…oh you mean the one my old fart of a dad prosecuted,” Dabi said

“Yup that one, well that is his son,” Kent explained

“Didn't he get shanked while doing his sentence?” Dabi said, “Wasn't that like a year ago…year and a half I think.”

“That's the one.’ Kent said “But since his dad was so…you know, a lot of people really wanted to take down the son of Takami, to teach him a lesson, but they all ended up bloody, and bruised.”

“So he is the real deal then.’ Dabi said looking at his knuckles “Not some wannabe punk.”

“Nope, a lot of people who fought him said they had no idea what happened, just that they ended up on the ground with a few extra scars on their faces.”

“So there is no way I can win against him in a fight,” Dabi said

“Don't think so,” Kent said

“Could run him over with your car,” Dabi suggested

“Dude, no you aren't using my car for murder,” Kent said, Dabi let out a laugh

“Well don't worry, there is more than one way to defeat someone, brute strength is one of them, the other one is just slowly peeling away their sense of security, hitting them where it hurts.”

“Well then.” Kent said as he pulled up to the hospital “Let's just get you stitched up.”

“I need to get the hell away from this guy.” Kent thought

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rphelperblog · 1 year

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Cress Book Quote Rp Meme

book three in the LC series by Marissa Meyer- feel free to edit quotes or change pronouns for rp purposes

“I promise, I will not let you die without being kissed.”

“Don’t tell me it took you two whole days to realize that you are in love with me. I must be losing my touch.”

“You can help me pick out a tiara when we’re done saving the world.”

“Right. I’m sure that poor etiquette is the number one reason for most failed revolutions.”

"I know you can hear me. I'm sorry my friend is such a wing nut. You can just ignore him."

"Do you think it was destiny that brought us together?"

"It starts with kidnapping the groom."

"The sky is gorgeous, intense blue color."

“Have you given any thought to your wedding vows?”

“Delete anything that has to do with love, respect, or joy, and I’ll sign on the dotted line.”

“I believe it is the mark of a great leader to question the decisions that came before him.”

“It turns out you are worth a lot of money on the black market.”

"Do you ever think before you speak?"

“Maybe great, epic romances don't just happen. We have to make them ourselves.”

“Wow, when you research, you really research, don't you?”

“So I’m going there, and I’m going to start a revolution.”

“If you honestly believe that then you really don't recognize true value when you see it.”

"Oh. Um. In a constellation, the brightest star is called the alpha. I thought maybe you meant that she's…like…your brightest star.

“Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them. I’m beginning to think that maybe great, epic romances don’t just happen. We have to make them ourselves.”

“You know, when I was a kid, I was tricked into thinking that princesses wore tiaras and hosted tea parties. Now that I've met a real princess, I must say, I'm kind of disappointed.”

"Is she blushing? She sounds like she's blushing."

"That is the best idea ever. Count me in.”

"Can we get back to these soldiers that are being rounded up, please?"

“Could you describe all those threats again because I feel like I missed something.”

"Very wanted criminal of me too.”

"Are you having a mental breakdown right now?”

"Maybe there's a little bit of a hero in me after all. But… really. Only a little.”

“Yeah, hold that thought while I go disable the speaker system.”

“Oh, for all the stars."

“Never underestimate the stealth of a criminal mastermind.”

"I prefer damsel in distress,"

“You’re not looking.”

“We are experiencing a level-one security breach and all elevators have been temporarily shut down. Please enjoy a hot cup of tea while we wait for clearance.”

“Oh, yeah, she’s great. I mean, half the people in the world want to kill her and the other half want to chain her to a throne on the moon, which is just what she’s always wanted. So she’s fantastic.”

“You know, if it was a bad kiss, you can just say so.”

“Everyone is trying to impress everyone else. Trying to make themselves out to be smarter or more confident than they actually are.”

I hate to break this to you, but I am sweaty and itchy and haven't brush my teeth in two days. This just isn't a good time for romance.”

“I like to maintain an air of mystery.”

“That’s not at all what I … Wait. Did you think it was a bad kiss?”

“We were going to die, you know.”

“Because the palace walls have been bleeding for years, and no one else sees it.”

“Don't try to push your swoony psychodrama on me.”

“It would be like those epic love affairs that exploded into existence and burned white hot for all eternity. The type of love that time and distance and death couldn't seperate”

“All right, damsel. Send over those coordinates.”

"I think I am in love with you."

“Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them.”

“We are obviously soul mates. Now please, stand up.”

“You’ve probably told lots of girls you loved them.”

“Well, yeah, but I would have reconsidered if I’d known you were going to hold it against me.”

“It was kind of nice to know that they were both wrong."

“For my next trick, I will win a staring contest with the moron in orange sunglasses.”

“Good. Because I need you. And those are not words that I throw around every day.”

“Although. . . somehow, I always pictured the princess . . . I don't know. In a dress.”

“She was a girl. A living girl, smart and sweet and awkward and unusual, and she was worth far more than they could ever realize.”

“I serve my princess. No one else.”

“I am not happy with this turn of events."

“Well, it’s annoying and we’re running out of time. Come on.”

"You'd rather take your chances with her?"

“Then stop going comatose on me!”

“He’s just gone inside to be heroic. I’m sure he’ll be glad to know you’re here. I believe he’s under the impression that you’re out in space somewhere.”

“It always came back to love. More than freedom, more than acceptance—love. True love, like they sang about in the second era. The kind that filled up a person's soul. The kind that lent itself to dramatic gestures and sacrifices. The kind that was irresistible and all-encompassing.”

“I just needed some time to figure out who I was … am.”

"Because if I'd ruined that for you, I was going to feel like such a cad.”

“I can’t let anyone else die,”

“What do you suggest? You clearly know all about this political revolution stuff, so please enlighten me, O wrinkled one.”

“The only way through this is to fight.”

“She deserved it, the snake. After keeping my little golden bird locked up in her cage for so long.”

“I just think I’m not the best person to demonstrate all the goodness humanity has to offer. I don’t want you to be too disappointed when you realize that.”

“That you’re lonely, and I’m irresistible?”

“He did, in fact, look like a romance hero, all muscles and edges and chiseled bone structure. He also looked miserable.”

“Our country was built on a foundation of equality and togetherness, not prejudice and hatred.”

“When Rapunzel saw the prince, she fell over him and began to weep, and her tears dropped into his eyes”

No more secrets. I don't know if I can survive any more big reveals from you, so if you have anything else to tell me, out with it. Right now."

this is sweet, but aren’t I the first guy you’ve ever met? Come on, up you go.”

“She would have freedom, and friendships, and purpose. And she would be with him.”

“Because if there was one thing she knew about heroes, it was that they could not resist a damsel in distress. And she was nothing if not in distress.”

“Love. It always came back to love. More than freedom, more than acceptance—love. True love, like they sang about in the second era. The kind that filled up a person’s soul. The kind that lent itself to dramatic gestures and sacrifices. The kind that was irresistible and all-encompassing.”

I'm almost afraid to ask, Your Majesty."

“As it turned out, being human was every bit as much fun as she'd always thought it would be.”

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luverofralts · 11 months

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Arkhelios Adventures

Adam tried settling his nerves the way he usually did: by concentrating intensely on a melody until he forgot what he had been worried about. Sometimes concentrating on a magical spell helped, but he was in a public place in a still magically hesitant country and didn't want to start anything. Theo had warned him again and again that Arkhelios wasn't Pleasantview no matter what Wanda said, and that people still struggled to embrace the paranormal.

Theo….

Adam shook his head and returned to his melody. Arkhelios didn't have a lot to kill time with, but their mall did have a piano near the food court for some reason. Maybe someone serenaded a group for dinner on occasion. Even if it was weird, Adam wouldn't complain. He needed a distraction while he waited for his friend.

Theo had asked to meet him at the Arkhelios mall "to talk" and Adam hadn't been able to think straight ever since. The last time he saw his friend, Theo was leading Medora, a literal princess, upstairs to hookup. Adam could only assume that the two of them were dating now. Theo hadn't responded to any of his texts since then, and now he suddenly wanted to talk.

He probably wants to gloat about how perfect Medora is. How rich she is. How she's beautiful and funny and everything that I can't offer him.

Theo stopped to watch a human statue change pose to stall for time. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to Adam- that's all he wanted to do for the rest of his life. No, this conversation was much harder and could go so wrong.

I'm finally going to do it. I'll tell him how I feel. If he rejects me, at least there will be witnesses, so he can't say anything mean. Not that he would say anything mean. If anything he'll just pity me and let me down easy to avoid a scene. I shouldn't do this, he's just going to be embarrassed and reject me. It's too late now, he's over there waiting for me. Damn.

"You made it! I was starting to worry."

Theo's attention immediately snapped towards the sound of the voice.

"Adam. You're here. I, uh…it's good to see you again. Thanks for coming to Arkhelios. I didn't want to use any extra energy teleporting to Pleasantview unless I needed to. I think Aunt Lucy is helping my parents make stronger traps, but also helping me break them. My aunt's nuts. She plays everyone against each other and…and this isn't relevant, sorry. You don't want to hear me ramble on about my messed up family."

"It's fine," Adam replied stiffly, attempting to look unconcerned about this talk and failing. "You should probably tell Medora though, rather than me. You're dating her aren't you?"

"I'm not dating her!" Theo protested quickly. "We're just friends and she's not even answering my texts anymore. She's really mad at me."

"So you just hooked up and then turned her down when she wanted to date you?" Adam asked angrily. "That's not cool, Theo. I didn't think you were like that."

"I'm not! We never slept together and she never asked me out. We just kissed. A lot. And then Ironman found us."

“Do you have feelings for her then?” Adam demanded. “Just tell me the truth! How hard can it be to just tell me the truth? I don’t know why you’re acting this way.”

“Me?” Theo repeated incredulously. “It’s not my fault! Things just keep happening to me and I don’t know how to make them stop! I didn’t mean to make out with Medora; it just kind of happened! And now my parents hate me and Medora hates me and you won’t stop yelling at me! For once, maybe someone could tell me what I’m supposed to do so that I stop making such a mess of things!”

Adam folded his arms angrily, glaring at his friend’s outburst.

“You’re impossible, Theo. How can you not understand what you’re doing? You’re- you’re just like your dad. You only care about yourself and who you can hook up with.” Adam sighed, looking towards the food court which was his closest escape from this conversation. “I think I’d like to be alone, actually. I can see that coming here was a mistake.”

“Adam! Adam, wait!”

Theo frantically called his friend back towards him, but Adam was set on ignoring him. As promised, the warlock stood in the limited food court, examining a vending machine with exaggerated interest.

Why can’t I ever get anything right? I came here to tell Adam my feelings and now he hates me.

Theo bristled slightly, thinking about what his friend had shouted at him. He wasn’t like either of his parents...right? Everyone clearly thought that he was trying to seduce half of the population of Pleasantview, from his grandmother to his parents and the king of Strangetown to Adam. How hard could it possibly be to just say those important three words to Adam without somehow shooting himself in the foot?

“I like you,” Theo said aloud, testing the way the words felt in his mouth. Adam was too far away to hear him, but it felt important to try to spit out the words as practice all the same.

"So just tell him that. Talk to him before it's too late."

Theo screamed, completely surprised by the not so frozen human statue beside him.

"Go over there, get a candy bar and tell him how you feel," the statue urged, shifting into a new frozen position as he spoke. "It's not too late."

Theo barely had time to process the statue's words of advice before he was nearly shoved to the ground by a blur of energy.

"What's wrong? Where's the danger?"

Adam pushed himself between Theo and the statue, his eyes scanning for danger, but finding nothing. Theo blinked, trying not to betray just how impressed he was to be rescued by his handsome crush, even if there was no actual danger. Adam was breathing heavier than usual from charging over to Theo's side, his wand drawn in an aggressive stance usually reserved for duelling. Most of the magic they were taught at school was wandless, and could all be accomplished with quick movements of certain fingers. Theo had only seen Adam's carefully crafted wand a handful of times, usually when they duelled in school.

He heard me scream and came to rescue me. He does care about me, at least enough to protect me.

"False alarm," Theo replied bashfully, watching Adam's face relax and his wand disappear from sight once more. "It was just the statue moving. It caught me off guard."

Adam stared at his friend, his previous frustration now forgotten.

"I just heard you scream and got worried," he explained quickly, looking sheepish. "I thought that maybe your grandma came back again or demons were attacking or something caught fire-" He paused, trying to hide the worry in his face. "Bad things always seem to happen in Arkhelios. I just thought that this was one of those times. Sorry."

"Why would you be sorry?" Theo asked, playing nervously with his hair. "That was really nice of you. I'm glad that you, well that you worry about me. I worry about you too."

"Really?"

"Really."

Just as the human statue was about to call it a day early to avoid further teenage nonsense, Theo smiled and took matters into his own hands.

"Did…did you want to go hang out somewhere quieter? I know a place."

#sims 2 #arkhelios #arkhelios adventures #theo bellamy #sim: theo bellamy #sim: Adam Darktide #adam darktide #sims 2 pictures

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gumnut-logic · 1 year

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Okay, I’m possibly nuts, actually, probably nuts, but I’ve been looking for a way to activate my art a bit more. I can draw, paint, whatever and I have a studio full of glorious equipment that is barely getting used.

I had thought to start a sketch book, but the problem with that is that not all my media can be supported in a sketch book and plus I am horribly hard to tie down into one thing (you may have noticed).

I was pondering away and it occurred to me that the one thing that links all my art and craft media is colour. This combined with the fact that I have a pile of beads lined up on my desk in colour combos waiting for me to action something with them. They are like mini palettes.

So what if I come up with a small combination of colours every week and do whatever with those colours?

I know I’m not the first to have this brain wave, but it struck me today as something I could do, so I’m doing it. Initially for the month of February (alongside FabFiveFeb, which I’m also prepping) and see what happens. It may fizzle into nothing due to being back at work :( but at the very least I’ll end up with a little bit of creative stuff done?

So I’m slapping it here, in case anyone would like to join in.

Outline

I will post a small palette of colours, probably on the Sunday (except for Week One which is down below).

Take the colours, which will not be precise, because I’m too lazy to get out my Pantone swatches, and colour matching sucks across monitors and printers and yeah, it’s a graphic design nightmare. So take the approximate colours and do something with with them. Art, craft, traditional, digital, performance, big, small, using all the colours, one of the colours, a derivative of the colours, fanworks or not fanworks, whatever works. I know, getting the creative brain to produce anything is a pain in many body parts. And writers, if this floats your boat, grab it and let’s go sailing :D

Post it to your blog (or not, but I’d love to see it anyway) and tag with #nuttypalette (the whole challenge title is too long and it abbreviates to npc which while I love Ryan Reynolds, isn’t really what I’m looking for :D )

Week One

Here we go.

This week’s palette I stole from my macrame stash. These colours went zing after hunting through my pile of cords and I’ve started a five-weave macrame bracelet with them. But I also have other ideas, so let’s see what happens :D

When I had to slap together the logo above I figured this was the colour set this week, so I used it.

So if you would like to join in, have at it. Write, draw, paint, craft, scribble, whatever works :D

It should also be noted that I’m definitely going to include some of the Thunderbirds colours along the way cos I can’t help myself.

Wanna play?

Nutty

(let’s see if it works at all)

#nuttypalette #nuttyart #nuttybeads #art #art challenge #art prompts #writing prompts #prompts

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shiningwonderland · 11 months

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Syo Kurusu (Repeat)

Translator: Terry (twitter: turtlemudge) Proofreader: Sera (twitter: serayagami) Editor: Pam (twitter: skywyld), Snail (twitter: herbert_snail)

July — Wankend Afternoon

It is now July. Finals are over, and it’s just a little longer till summer vacation.

Ryuya Hyuga: Everyone’s here, right? I’m passing back your tests~

Students: Okayyy.

Ryuya Hyuga: Most of you have really improved since the last test. You’re all S Class students, so better brace yourselves. Now, first, Ichinose.

Tokiya Ichinose: Yes.

Ryuya Hyuga: As expected…. Full marks.

Tokiya Ichinose: Of course.

Ichinose-san accepts his test and returns to his seat without any signs of emotion at all.

Ryuya Hyuga: You’re...really not charming at all, are you. Next! Kurusu!

Syo Kurusu: Yeeeep!!

Ryuya Hyuga: You failed, dumb shorty. Next week’s the make-up exam, so you'd better study your ass off.

Hyuga-sensei whacks Syo-kun lightly over the head with his test paper.

Syo Kurusu: Gah!!

Syo-kun’s smile is pained as he looks over his test paper.

Ryuya Hyuga: It’s great that you’re so full of energy, but don’t neglect your studies.

I don’t care how bad you are at memorization, an S Class student shouldn’t be failing any tests.

Syo Kurusu: …I’m sorry.

Ryuya Hyuga: …Geez, if you care enough to apologize about it, then study harder in the first place. You’re not actually stupid, so you can pass if you put your mind to it.

Don’t just give up because you assume you’re bad at studying. Give it a real try. If you do, I’m pretty sure you’ll get good grades.

After school….

Syo Kurusu: Dammit, Tokiya and Ren didn’t wanna hang out since they passed just fine.

After school, Syo-kun and I decide to stay behind in the classroom to study in preparation for the make-up tests.

We tried asking Ichinose-san and Jinguji-san to stay too.

However, it seems they are both busy, and they turn us down.

Syo Kurusu: If it’s just the two of us, then there’s not much point to staying in the classroom. Maybe we should go to my room instead...?

Haruka Nanami: Your room…in the dorms...?

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, it’d be easier to relax there, right...?

Ah! Wait, never mind....

Natsuki will be there....

Haruka Nanami: Is there a problem with Shinomiya-san being there?

Syo Kurusu: Well, he’s loud, for one thing. Besides…I think he’ll become interested in you.

Haruka Nanami: ???

I’d be flattered if that happened.

Syo Kurusu: It’s not fun when Natsuki decides you’re his new favorite toy. He goes nuts with anything smaller than he is.

Trust me, you don’t want him grabbing you with everything he’s got and making your bones grind together! It’s a serious pain in the ass.

…And you’re not used to it, either, so if it happened to you, you might just freeze up and not be able to do anything….

Haruka Nanami: ???

Syo Kurusu: Besides, you’re…you’re my servant. I don’t want other people…touching you like that, or like….

Well, whatever. For now, let’s just study.

Haruka Nanami: All right.

Uhh, where do you want to start?

Syo Kurusu: Let’s seeee.

Well, how about where my score was lowest? Let’s start with “Business Terminology.”

Haruka Nanami: Okay.

At Saotome Academy, along with ordinary subjects, they teach us about things like the manners of show business and industry jargon.

Syo Kurusu: Umm….

What was “EX” short for, again?

Select the phrase!

I think it’s “extra.” (+10 Love +5 Music)

Syo Kurusu: “Extra” as in the people who play background people in dramas and stuff?

Haruka Nanami: Yes. It’s another name for background actors.

Syo Kurusu: I see.

Actually, doesn’t adding abbreviations kind of make things more difficult? Just writing out “extra” would’ve been fine.

Haruka Nanami: That’s true. They’re sometimes called “junior artists” or “background talent,” too.

Syo Kurusu: Hmmm. It’s true that not knowing that on a set might cause problems.

Maybe “example” or something...? (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Example?

Haruka Nanami: EX could be short for "example".

Syo Kurusu: But would they use that in the workplace?

Haruka Nanami: Ah…. That’s a good point.

Wait a moment. I’ll look it up now….

I get out my notes from class and try looking through them for the abbreviation.

Haruka Nanami: Ah….

“EX” is short for “extra,” apparently.

Syo Kurusu: “Extra” as in the people who play background people in dramas and stuff?

Haruka Nanami: Yes. It’s another name for background actors.

Syo Kurusu: Ah, I see.

Isn’t it “experience points? (+0 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: In a lot of video games, “experience points” is shortened to EXP….

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, that’s what I thought, too. But I wrote “amount of experience” on the answer sheet, and it got marked incorrect.

Haruka Nanami: Please wait a moment. I’ll look it up.

I flip through the business terminology dictionary section of Saotome Academy lecture compilation.

Haruka Nanami: Uhm…ah!

It looks like “EX” is short for “extra.”

Syo Kurusu: “Extra” as in the people who play background people in dramas and stuff?

Haruka Nanami: Yes. It’s another name for background actors.

Syo Kurusu: Ah, I see.

Syo Kurusu: Then, what’s this “SE” bit about?

Select the phrase!

Sound Effect (+10 Love +10 Music)

Syo Kurusu: A sound… what?

Haruka Nanami: Sound effect. The sounds that get added in post-production.

Syo Kurusu: Ah, I see.

System Engineer (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Isn’t that more of an IT acronym?

Haruka Nanami: Ah…right…umm…

Ah! I know. It’s sound effect.

Syo Kurusu: A sound… what?

Haruka Nanami: You know, like noises that get added to movies.

Syo Kurusu: Ah, I see.

Southeast (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Southeast...?

Haruka Nanami: Yes. S and E….

Syo Kurusu: In acting, too?

Haruka Nanami: Ah….

Uhh, umm, in that case….

Ah! I know. Sound effect!!

Syo Kurusu: Ah, I see.

Yeah, it’s probably that.

Syo Kurusu: Nnnngh!!

Wanna take a short break for now?

Syo-kun stretches and gets up from his desk.

Syo Kurusu: I’m going to go buy drinks, what do you want?

Haruka Nanami: Ah, I’ll come too.

As we leave the classroom and step into the hallway, we can hear voices that sound like people arguing.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Then let’s do this. Whoever loses this game of rock-paper-scissors has their class clean the principal’s office.

Ryuya Hyuga: Sounds good to me.

Let’s go! Rock, paper, scissors, one, two, three!

Ringo Tsukimiya: One, two, three!

Ryuya Hyuga: One, two, three!

Ringo Tsukimiya: One, two, three!

Ryuya Hyuga: One, two, three!

Syo Kurusu: Hm? Somebody’s noisy.

Haruka Nanami: They are, aren’t they?

Shall we see what’s going on?

Syo Kurusu: Sure.

Ringo Tsukimiya: One, two, three!

Ryuya Hyuga: One, two, three!

Ringo Tsukimiya: One, two, three!

Hah… Ughhh. Is that 99 times now? Nobody’s winning.

Ryuya Hyuga: ... You’re right. We won’t settle anything at this rate.

Ringo Tsukimiya: It wouldn’t have continued like this if you’d just given up and let me win….

Syo Kurusu: What are you two doing?

Ringo Tsukimiya: Oh, Syo-chan.

What are you doing here? Stayed behind to practice?

Haruka Nanami: Uhh… we were studying.

But really…. Is something wrong?

Ryuya Hyuga: Yeah, the principal wants us to have our students clean his office while he’s on vacation.

We’re arguing over who’s class should take that on, and thought we could decide with rock-paper-scissors, but…

Ringo Tsukimiya: But we’ve ended in a draw 99 times.

Since Ryuya is so terribly stubborn, we haven’t been able to come to a decision at all.

Haruka Nanami: I see….

Ringo Tsukimiya: Ah!! I know!!

Since it’s the students who have to do the cleaning, why not have the students face off to see who loses?

Ryuya Hyuga: Face off? What exactly would we have them do?

Geez, don’t make this a giant pain.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Look, the pool opens tomorrow, right? Let’s have our classes play water polo against each other, and the losing class will clean the office.

Yeah, let’s do that. I’m sure that’ll be so much fun! Right? Don’t you think that’s a great idea?

Select the phrase!

What do you think, Syo-kun? (+20 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Huh? Me?

Haruka Nanami: Yes, how do you feel about it?

Syo Kurusu: Hmm….

I think an inter-class contest would be fun, and I like competition.

Haruka Nanami: Well, then….

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, if it’s a challenge, bring it on!

Ringo Tsukimiya: Heeheehee. Aren’t you full of fighting spirit? But, but, but… the kids in my class won’t lose, either. Ahh~, I’m getting so excited about this.

That sounds like fun. (+0 Love +5 Music)

Ringo Tsukimiya: Doesn’t it? Well, that’s decided.

Heehee, I’m excited for tomorrow.

Ryuya Hyuga: You’re excited? I’m really not sure about this.

It seems like it’s going to become a huge hassle later.

If it’s cleaning, I can… (+0 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I’m actually pretty good at cleaning, so I can go tidy up there every day if necessary.

Ringo Tsukimiya: No way. We can’t ask you to do that all by yourself. This is something everyone has to work together to do.

Ryuya Hyuga: You have a point, though.

At least if we have the students compete to decide, they won’t complain about it later. Let’s go with that plan.

So, the next day…

Syo Kurusu: Whoo~~!! It’s so pretty and clear.

The weather on the day of the pool opening is beautiful, without a cloud in the sky.

Our school has an all-weather, indoor pool, but the walls and ceiling are made of glass, so the sunlight coming through the windows on a sunny day feels really nice.

Haruka Nanami: I’m looking forward to the water polo match.

You’re really good at sports, so I’m sure we’ll win!!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!!

Leave it to me!!

Syo-kun’s grin is full of confidence as he gives me a thumbs-up.

Following Tsukimiya-sensei’s plan from yesterday, our classes will be having a water polo match for the pool opening.

The match will be three-on-three, and the A class team’s members are Ittoki-kun, Hijirikawa-sama, and Shinomiya-san.

Ichinose-san, Jinguji-san, and Syo-kun were selected to be on the S class team.

Tokiya Ichinose: Ugh, why do I have to do this...?

Ren Jinguji: Don’t complain so much, Icchi. You were already picked, so there’s no point, is there? Since we’re already here, let’s have fun with it.

Tokiya Ichinose: For the record, I’m not good at sports. Please don’t get your hopes up too high.

Ren Jinguji: Is that so? Well then, please be careful to stay out of my way.

Tokiya Ichinose: … I’ll try.

Ren Jinguji: If you can’t move around too much, then maybe you should be the goalkeeper….

Masato Hijirikawa: For the positions…. Would you allow me to be the goalkeeper?

Otoya Ittoki: Eh? Oh, right…. Masato, you can’t sw…

Masato Hijirikawa: Ahhhh, ahem. Well, let’s call it a good allotment of resources.

As the S class members are talking about positions, the A class team members beside them seem to be discussing something as well.

Hearing what they’re talking about, Jinguji’s expression changes.

Ren Jinguji: Goalkeeper? Hmm, are you trying to run away? Masato Hijirikawa!!

Jinguji-san draws slowly closer to Hijirikawa-sama.

Masato Hijirikawa: … That is not my intention.

Ren Jinguji: In that case, you can compete with me in the field, can’t you?

Masato Hijirikawa: No, I can’t.

Ren Jinguji: Are you making fun of me?

Masato Hijirikawa: No, I am not. There’s no point in making fun of someone like you.

Ren Jinguji: So you’re determined to play the goalkeeper, then?

Masato Hijirikawa: Yeah.

Ren Jinguji: Then, I’ll be a goalkeeper as well. We’ll see who can protect his goal better.

Syo Kurusu: Sheesh. They’re at it again. I don’t believe Ren….

Every time Hijirikawa gets involved, he gets weirdly hot-headed.

Haruka Nanami: Is this going to be okay?

Syo Kurusu: Ah, well, it happens every time. But apart from that, I think they get along okay.

And so everyone gets into the pool to prepare for the game, but….

Syo Kurusu: Wah!!

W-what’s up with this pool?

M-my legs don’t reach… !

Ryuya Hyuga: Oh, that’s right. I forgot to mention it, but the depth of this pool is 161 centimeters. The same as your height, Shorty.

Syo Kurusu: Huh? What’s that about?

This is harassment!!

Syo-kun says this while flailing around desperately, trying to keep his head above water.

Ryuya Hyuga: There’s no point asking me about it. It was the principal’s call, anyway.

The way he thinks, as long as things are funny, everything’s fine.

Tokiya Ichinose: If it was Saotome-san’s doing, then there’s no helping it.

Ren Jinguji: That’s true.

Well, let’s do our best, Shorty. The word “lose” isn’t in our dictionary!

Syo Kurusu: Dammit!!

It’s fine for you, your feet can touch the bottom.

This is hard on me!!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Syo-chan, are you okay?

I could give you an upsy-daisy.

Shinomiya-san hoists Syo-kun up into the air.

Syo Kurusu: Cut that out!!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Here, upsy-daisyyy!!

Ignoring Syo-kun's words, Shinomiya-san grabs Syo-kun's waist in both hands and lifts him over his head like a child.

Syo Kurusu: Hey!! Stop it!!

Let me go! Idiot!!

Otoya Ittoki: Uh, hey Natsuki. I know that Syo is cute, but if you do that the whole time, it won’t be much of a match.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Ah… I guess….

I’m sorry, Syo-chan. We’re on opposite teams right now, so I can’t help you.

Shinomiya-san drops him all at once, making a sad face.

Syo Kurusu: Waah!!!

Don’t suddenly let go!!

Hack, hack. Blub-blah!

That scared me. I was about to drown….

Also, nobody asked you to help.

You don’t need to do anything, so get back to your team.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Fine…. I’m really sorry, Syo-chan.

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, whatever.

Even though his feet can’t reach the bottom, Syo-chan does his best to keep up with everyone else when the match begins.

Syo Kurusu: Gah! Guh, cough. Dammit!!

Even in this situation, he’s still trying so hard and refusing to give up… he’s really impressive….

But really, he's clearly at a disadvantage.

Otoya Ittoki: Alright! Now! Over here, over here! Masa! Pass!!

Masato Hijirikawa: Here.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Goal!!

First point goes to A Class!!

And then, Ichinose-san….

Tokiya Ichinose: At this rate, our chances of winning… may be very close to zero.

While observing all the players and bringing his cool-headed powers of analysis to bear, he sighs.

Syo Kurusu: Don’t be ridiculous!!

If, if we give up now, we’ll...lose.

Hah… hah… hah…

Tokiya Ichinose: So you say, but…

You’re already in a state….

Syo Kurusu: I, I can—still… keep… going!!

Even though struggling to swim all the time must be terrible, there’s a light in Syo-kun’s eyes that says he hasn’t lost hope.

Syo-kun…. Even like this, he’s not giving up at all. He’s amazing….

Tokiya Ichinose: I understand. We’ll do our utmost.

But it’s too late. Before long, they’re stuck at zero points against A Class’s ten.

Ryuya Hyuga: This is a landslide win for A Class. Tch, if the principal hadn’t gone and meddled, it would have been a good match….

Ringo Tsukimiya: Heehee! I was right to pick the kids I did!

Just when Hyuga-sensei and the S Class students seem to have almost given up on winning….

SPLAAAAAAASH!!

Something rises from the center of the pool, and on it….

Shining Saotome: It’s Shining Saotome’s glorious appearance!!

Ryuya Hyuga: Appearing from a weird place, again…. I wondered why he wasn’t here. So that’s where the old man was hiding.

Ringo Tsukimiya: At this school, there are so many mysterious tricks and traps that even we teachers don’t know about. Well, it’s fun, so it’s all good….

Ryuya Hyuga: Don’t call it fun, you. It’s not good at all. You try being in charge of this place’s budget sometime. Do you have any idea how many panes of glass the old man’s broken this month?

It’s made-to-order, soundproof glass that costs an arm and a leg, he goes around breaking it whenever he wants, and I have to revise the budget every single time.

And, he made this facility on top of all that…. Where the heck does he get all that money from?

Ringo Tsukimiya: Don’t sweat the small stuff. You really are a man with no sense of romance, aren’t you? You won’t be popular that way!

Ryuya Hyuga: Shut up. Leave me alone.

Shining Saotome: This match isn’t interesting enooough! The losing team will face an added punishmeeent!

Syo Kurusu: Seriously?!?

We’re at a huge disadvantage here!!!

Tokiya Ichinose: … What is he going to make us do?

Shining Saotome: Heheheheh.

The losing team will have to spend 1 day cross-dressinggg!

Syo Kurusu: Geh!!! You’re kidding!!

Tokiya Ichinose: … From now on, I’m going all out.

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!! I’m absolutely not cross-dressing!!

At this point, S Class is at too much of a disadvantage, so enough water is drained from the pool that Syo-kun can touch the bottom, and the match resumes.

When this happens, not just Syo-chan, but Ichinose-san as well, begin to move more quickly. Even though I thought he said he was bad at sports….

Does he hate the idea of women’s clothing that much?

Syo-kun’s motor skills return to their usual excellence.

His body moves so lightly to and fro across the entire pool, overwhelms A Class and leads them around by the nose. It’s as though he doesn’t feel his tiredness from his exertion up till now at all.

Tokiya Ichinose: Syo, I’m passing to you!!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!!!

Once Syo-kun has the ball, there’s no one who can stop him.

Otoya Ittoki: You think I’ll let you….

But if I stop you from here…!

Ittoki-kun tries to circle around Syo-kun and cut him off in front, but….

Syo Kurusu: Too slow, too slow!!!

Syo-kun easily dodges under Ittoki-kun’s arm and continues on.

Otoya Ittoki: Dammit! I can’t catch him!!

Figures. Syo's the quickest guy around.

Syo Kurusu: Ren!!!

Ren Jinguji: Hup!!

One more point...!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!

Alright, let’s keep it up!

Tokiya Ichinose: Yes, we won’t lose.

So Syo-kun and Ichinose-san try incredibly hard, and somehow they almost manage to catch up to A Class’s score. But….

Tokiya Ichinose: Syo!!

Otoya Ittoki: I won’t let you!! Heeey!! Hyaaaah!!

Incredibly, Ittoki-kun manages to intercept the ball, and throws it to Hijirikawa-sama at the goal.

And then….

Just as the finishing whistle blows, Hijirikawa-sama catches the ball.

Syo Kurusu: Dammit!!

We’re just one point behind!!

Aaaaah, come on!!

Tokiya Ichinose: ….

In the end, S Class loses by a single point.

Since everyone has elegant facial features, while cross-dressing, they don’t look so strange.

Although Ichinose-san… with his sailor uniform and braids, looks like an old-fashioned schoolgirl….

Jinguji-san has a bit of a grown-up older sister look. His long legs look lovely in his tight skirt.

… I could never compare….

His bearing is excellent too, like a foreign model’s.

And Syo-kun is, of course, extremely adorable and feminine.

He was cute from the start, so his miniskirt suits him very well.

The way he keeps smoothing it down over and over, like it makes him nervous, makes his cuteness even more obvious.

Syo Kurusu: Dammit! Somehow, I can’t calm down.

Haruka Nanami: Still, Syo-kun, you’re really, really cute!! You’re even cuter than a female idol would be!!

Syo Kurusu: Do you really have to make such a big deal about calling me cute?

Haruka Nanami: Yes!!! I’m jealous that you can pull off wearing a cute outfit like that!!

Ringo Tsukimiya: That’s truuue, everyone’s super cute. Let’s take lots and lots of pictures. Everyone, smile, smile!

No~, this angle’s no good, it’s not capturing your cuteness properlyyy. This is going to become a precious memory, so I need to take these photos seriously.

For the record, I’m a professional photographer as well as a model, so my shots are top-notch! Just relax and leave it to me!

Heeey, Syo-chan, your expression is too stiff. Please try smiling for me. Turn this way.

Syo Kurusu: No way.

Why do we even have to take pictures in the first place?

Tokiya Ichinose: Exactly.... This is a disgrace…. This is beyond humiliating.

Ren Jinguji: You think so? I’m having fun getting to prove that I’m beautiful even in women’s clothes.

Jinguji-san is really getting into this, posing enchantingly like a pinup girl.

Tokiya Ichinose: … Yes, well, you are unique.

Ringo Tsukimiya: It’s not that bad. Idols need to cross-dress sometimes! Okay? If you hate it, you won’t be able to appear in variety shows.

Man or woman, everyone loves beautiful people! Cross-dressing is just one more way to become beautiful!!

Syo Kurusu: If it’s work, then that’s different. I take my work seriously. But I’m not working right now.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Hmmph!! If you’re going to say childish things like that, then I won’t show you these pictures!! Even though they turned out sooo cute and I was going to let you see.

Syo Kurusu: I don’t even want to see them, so there.

Bleeeh!!

The next day….

Tomochika Shibuya: Morning, Haruka.

Haruka Nanami: Ah! Good morning, Tomo-chan.

Tomochika Shibuya: I was surprised when I woke up today and you weren’t there. Did you have morning practice?

Haruka Nanami: Ah, today is Syo-kun’s make-up test. I wanted to review the material with him one time, so I met up with him early this morning.

Tomochika Shibuya: Ahh, I see.

So? How’d it go? Do you think he’ll pass?

Haruka Nanami: Yeah, Syo-kun’s been trying really hard, so I think he’ll do fine.

Tomochika Shibuya: Is that so?

Natsuki Shinomiya: Good morning.

Tomochika Shibuya: Good morning, Natsuki.

Haruka Nanami: Good morning.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Please look at this. These are Syo-chan’s pictures from yesterday.

Shinomiya-san looks delighted as he pulls out the photos of Syo-kun cross-dressing and shows them to us.

Tomochika Shibuya: What are these?

Natsuki Shinomiya: Ringo-sensei gave them to me just now. Heehee, isn’t Syo-chan cute?

Haruka Nanami: He looks like a real girl, doesn’t he? He’s small, and his eyes are large, so girl’s clothes don’t look out of place on him at all.

His legs are slender and pretty, too. Syo-kun’s got such a nice figure…

Natsuki Shinomiya: You think so, too? His ever-so-slightly angry expression is really cute too, right? Heeheehee.

He’s so cute that it’s a shame we’re the only ones who get to see it. I want as many people to see these as possible.

Tomochika Shibuya: I don’t think the guy himself would be very happy about that, though….

Natsuki Shinomiya: I wonder how I could show them to everyone. Maybe if I put them up on the bulletin board...?

Tomochika Shibuya: … He’s not listening…. In that case, why not submit them as a reader contribution to a magazine? To the “Cute Candids” feature, or something like that.

Saying this, Tomo-chan takes a fashion magazine out of her bag.

Tomochika Shibuya: Look, there’s a mailing address for submissions.

Haruka Nanami: Uh… um…. Sending those without telling Syo-kun would be…

Tomochika Shibuya: Ahaha. I’m kidding, I’m kidding.

Natsuki Shinomiya: May I borrow that magazine?

Tomochika Shibuya: Eh… seriously?

[Scene change]

And then, several weeks later…

Male Student A: Hey, have you seen this?

Male Student B: Ah, the girl in the reader submission, right? She’s cute.

Male Student A: I heard that she’s a student here.

Male Student B: Seriously?!

Do we have a girl that cute here?

Syo Kurusu: Sigh….

Syo-kun lets out a long sigh.

That’s right, the girl who’s being talked about in our class right now is actually Syo-kun in girl’s clothing.

Syo Kurusu: Why did something like this happen...?

Select the phrase!

The truth is… (+20 Love +0 Music)

I tell him about Shinomiya-san sending in the pictures.

Syo Kurusu: It’s his fault!?! Dammit! I’m gonna hit him so hard!!!

Syo-kun stands up angrily.

He looks like he might really go find Shinomiya-san and attack him.

Haruka Nanami: Sy-Syo-kun!

On impulse, I grab Syo-kun’s hand and draw him up short.

Syo Kurusu: W-what?

Haruka Nanami: I-I’m sorry….

Syo Kurusu: Why are you apologizing?

Natsuki’s the one who did it, right?

Haruka Nanami: But….

If I’d tried harder to stop him….

Syo Kurusu: Don’t worry about that.

He would’ve done it even if you’d tried to stop him.

Since when does he actually listen to other people?

Haruka Nanami: But….

I’m so ashamed that I can’t look at Syo-kun’s face.

Syo Kurusu: So… don’t make that face. When you look that upset….

I don’t know what to do….

… Listen, I really am mad that he sent those pictures without asking, but…

At this point, I guess it’s not so bad. I mean, even if I’m cross-dressing, it’s good that it’s making me more popular.

When I hang my head, Syo-kun puts his hands gently on my cheeks and lifts it up again.

Syo Kurusu: Here, keep your chin up. Look at your prince properly! This just goes to show how amazing I am.

Right? This just proves it!!

Saying this, Syo-kun grins.

Syo-kun’s smile is so bright that it sparkles like the sun.

Ahh, this person is so strong.

I can’t take my eyes off him.

Syo Kurusu: That said, I’d like to avoid people finding out that I’m the one in those photos.

It’s because you’re cute. (+5 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Don’t call me cute!!!!!

Haruka Nanami: Ah, I—I’m sorry!

Syo Kurusu: Ah… sorry….

… I just, I don’t want people to figure out that I’m the one in those photos. I know I shouldn’t be so sensitive about this, but still….

No matter what, whenever I hear people call me “cute,” I feel like they’re making fun of me.

Syo-kun rests his head on his desk, going limp.

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun….

It’s okay. (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: What’s okay about it?

Haruka Nanami: Uhm… well….

They say that rumors die down after 75 days.

I’m sure everyone will forget about this soon enough.

Syo Kurusu: I wish I could erase myself from everyone’s memories right this instant…

Holding the sides of his head, Syo-kun slumps down in his desk, sighing deeply.

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun….

Syo Kurusu: For now, I guess all I can do is play it cool so no one figures out it’s me….

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HAA~.

It’s not that siiimple.

Syo Kurusu: Gah!!

Shining Saotome!!

But where… ?

Shining Saotome: Heeere.

The principal appears, wriggling out of a flower vase on the teacher’s lectern.

Syo Kurusu: Where the heck did you just appear from!?

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HAA~.

It was a bit craaaamped!

Syo Kurusu: It’s way beyond cramped!! You’re like 2 meters tall, old man!!

How the heck did you hide in a flower vase!?!

The principal’s illusions are becoming more and more amazing….

Shining Saotome: It’s top secret.

But, more importantly~... Today I have brought the results of the make-up teeests!

Shorty, you have somehow paaassed! BUT. From now on, you will be taking supplementary lessonsss!

If you’re not careful, you may be expeeelled!

Syo Kurusu: What’s up with that!? That’s messed up! I passed, didn’t I?! What are you talking about?

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HAA~.

At this school, I am the law.

Syo Kurusu: Ack….

In this field, the principal’s rule is absolute. We’ve had that driven home in our classes as well.

Shining Saotome: If you don’t want to be expelled, you should accept my guidance.

Which is to sayyy…. Shorty, I will have you debut as a mysterious, beautiful lady modeeel!

Syo Kurusu: Huh!? How did you come up with that?!

Shining Saotome: This is you, isn’t it, Shorty? I have received a job offer for you.

The principal pulls out a copy of the magazine with Syo-kun’s photo and points to it.

Shining Saotome:AND because it was funny, I have ACCEPTED that offer.

Your code name will beee Yui Kosoba!

Syo Kurusu: That sucks! ! What is that name, a bad joke?

Shining Saotome: You could also be “Lovey Sound” or “Via Lynn”!

Syo Kurusu: Wha?! What’s with these three terrible choices?

Let’s move away from the awful puns….

Shining Saotome: Will you quit your job?

Or rather, will you drop out of school?

With a serious expression on his face, the principal stares Syo-kun down.

Like the legend of show business he is, the impact of his gaze is unbelievable.

I can practically hear an ominous rumbling.

Syo Kurusu: Dammit!! Doesn’t someone as cool as me get the power of veto...?

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun….

Syo Kurusu: Fine. I’ll do it!! I just gotta do it, right?! Dammit! What even is this?!

Shining Saotome: Just as I’d expect of a student of this schoool.

I know my students well!

And so, unfortunately, it is decided that Syo-kun will debut as a female model.

Today, Syo-kun begins his modeling work. I go to see him off in front of the school.

After this, Syo-kun will leave for his first photoshoot.

Haruka Nanami: Um… well…

Because this is Syo-kun’s first job, I could just say “congratulations,” but, well….

He’ll have to work under a different name, and as a girl.

Even though he’s always hated being called cute….

I’m sure it will be hard on him. Will he be okay…?

I should say something….

Select the phrase!

Do your best. (+20 Love +0 Music)

In the end, all I could say was a generic phrase.

And then, when I hung my head…

Syo Kurusu: Don’t make that face.

I’m okay!

Saying this, Syo-kun pats me on the shoulder.

I’ll be cheering you on. (+0 Love +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Uhm, I know you may not want to do this, but this is… pretty much your debut… so….

I’m sure it’ll be good for your career later on, too!!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, I guess….

Um… Keep it together, okay...? (+10 love +0 Music )

Haruka Nanami: I know you may not really want to do this, but if you give it a try, you might be really good at it….

You carry yourself well, and that’s a good thing for a model….

So, well… uhh….

Syo Kurusu: It’s okay.

Don’t worry about it!!

Saying this, Syo-kun grins. He can see I’m about to panic, and is trying to cheer me up….

He’s so kind.

Haruka Nanami: U-um...! I’ll see you soon….

It’s time for him to leave, but that’s all I’m able to say.

But….

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, see you later.

Syo-kun speaks brightly as he makes a tight fist and throws a punch, then opens his hand vigorously.

Then, he smiles lightly as he turns away and leaves for work.

I don’t know what will happen after this, but…

I hope it won’t be a rough experience for him.

Mini Game

Ryuya Hyuga: From here on out, you’re gonna study music seriously!! I hope you’ve already arranged the assignment song in the classroom….

Now, you will be performing that song for real. By performing a song you've arranged, your understanding of it improves.

Moreover, this is different from an instrumental performance, but it's easier to grasp the image of the song with the lyrics attached.

By the way, the performance level of the song will also be evaluated. Ya better not take it lightly.

Are you ready?

Then go for it!

S Rank

Syo Kurusu: You worked really hard. Well done. Just as I’d expect of my servant. I’m proud of you, too!

Syo-kun, who came to watch my performance test, nods and looks satisfied.

I’m happy that I seem to have done a good job as his servant.

I want to be someone who can support Syo-kun.

Chapter End

#syo repeat #syo kurusu #utapri

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Weremayhem: Song of Beasts. Ch 16: Kitten Problem

Hannah had made some food for Lewis and Annie. She set the plate of food down at the table. The black haired female noticed the bright moonlight of the full moon. “A beautiful moon out tonight” she thought to herself.

“Lewis! Annie! Time to eat” said Hannah. Sounds of small claws hit the floor as they sounded like they were coming to the dining room. “Coming, Hannah” replied Lewis as he came into view. The Cheshire smilodon kitten came into the room with his baby sister biting his antlers. The black haired female’s eyes went wide.

“W..what happened to y..you two?” asked Hannah, both scared and nervous.

“Oh! I forgot to mention that we are wereanimals. Actually, a werecheshiresmilodon” replied Lewis as he sat Annie on the table. The small kitten quickly dug into the food.

“Wait, you mean that werewolves are real?” she asked.

“Yep and other wereanimals too. The band are wereanimals too.” he replied.

“Oh my god! People online will go nuts over this!” replied the black haired female.

“No, no, please don’t let anyone know about this, '' Lewis quickly said in a scared and worried tone.

“Why?” asked Hannah.

“If people find out that we are wereanimals, we will be put in serious danger. Wereanimal hunters will keep up, labs will do horrible tests on us, and we will be sold on the weremarket.” replied the feline.

Hannah looked shocked at this news. She nods her head. “I will keep this as a secret and will not tell anyone” she said.

“Thank you,” Lewis replied with a soft smile.

Meanwhile with the band, they were in their wereforms around a fire. They were eating some marshmallows, except for Zoot. “Another marshmallow?” asked Moog.

“Oh, yeah” replied Dr. Teeth

“Anybody else?” asked the black haired male.

“So, we’ve been sitting under the stars here for a few hours,” said Nora.

“But still no music flowing, huh?” she added.

They all shake their heads no. “Maybe we all just need to open up and dig a little deeper,” said Label Lady.

“She’s all yours” said Teeth as his tail move the shovel close to her.

“Ew. No” replied Nora. “Maybe we’ll figure out what’s holding you back,” the black haired female added.

“Like, why Teeth won’t commit to anything you write, and why Floyd hates all of it” she said.

“You know, like, explore your feelings. Your failures. Your fears” Nora added.

“I say we, like, dance it out” replied Jancie. Lips made a lion sound to agree with the doe. They all dance a little, just moving side to side. The Cheshire smilodon chuckles.

“Janice, this isn’t another problem for you to solve,” replied Nora. The band continues to dance.

“It sure does feel dancy” said the pink fur werewolf.

“Okay, okay, fine. What if I go first?” asked the black haired female.

“Wait, really?” asked Moog.

“What, you’re just gonna unpack your deepest failures and fears, just right in front of us?” he asked.

“We’ve all got our issues, right?” she replied.

“If I’m being totally honest, I definitely thought I’d be way further along in life by now” she added.

“I don’t know how old I have to be for my life to finally take off” said the black haired female.

“I don’t even want it all,” she added.

“Maybe just a cute little house. A partner. Preferably handsome, "the Label Lady said.

“6 '2, super driven. We compete for success in a healthy way, while we raise 2.5 kids. That's the national average” she added.

“I mean, really, is it too much to ask to just wanna spread my wings and fly?” Nora asked as she looked at the stick in her hand that was holding her marshmallow. The black haired female got up and stood.

“For I am a falconer.” she said. A small falcon sat on her arm and some falcon screeches filled the air.

“Like my father before me,” Label Lady added.

“His name was Parvesh. And I am his daughter!” she added.

“Nora?” asked Moog in shock and confusion. Nora didn’t have a falcon on her arm, it was in her head. She was having some type of trip like she took drugs.

“Nora. The falconer. Master of the air beasts” she said with her eyes wide.

“Are you okay?” asked the black haired male, worried. Nora starts petting the air over her right arm. “You good?” he asked.

Zoot picks up the bag of marshmallows and hands it to Moog. “Here. I don’t do sugar. Rots your brain” said the sloth. The black haired male checked the bag and noticed the date on it. His eyes grew huge in shock.

“Zoot,” he said. “Zoot, this bag expired in ‘92” Moog added.

“Oh, good. We still got a month left” replied Zoot.

“What? No! No, no, no, no. That was, like, 30 years ago!” the black haired male replied.

“Everybody! You’ve been eating these marshmallows all night” Moog said in a panic tone.

“And this bag is super expired!” he added.

“You know what? I’m sure it’s fine. There’s no reason to panic” the black haired male said as he tried to calm down. He throws the bag into the fire which causes the fire to turn green as Zoot’s glowing eyes. They all look at it in shock. The fire returned to normal.

“You should try using a stick,” said the sloth.

“Okay, we’re good, right?” asked Moog.

“It’s just old marshmallows,” he added.

“We are all gonna be fine, all right?” the black haired male asked.

#the muppets #dr teeth and the electric mayhem #dr teeth #weremayhemau #lips muppet #muppet mayhem #zoot muppet #animal muppet #floyd pepper #janice muppets #nora singh #moog muppet mayhem #Hannah muppet mayhem #lewis teeth #annie teeth

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* 𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐗'𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

feel free to change pronouns / wording!

“ is that what you’re wearing? ”

“ gotta work with what you got, babe. ”

“ this place is such a cliche. ”

“ you totally left me on read this morning. ”

“ detention on the first day of school? ”

“ i’m flattered, i didn’t know you were a fan. ”

“ why do you care what happens to them? ”

“ there’s so many privileged assholes in this school who just think they can get away with anything because, what, rules don’t apply to them? ”

“ i don’t think he’s breathing. ”

“ it was so scary, it looked like he was dead. ”

“ you don’t look good. i mean, you look like you just saw... what you just saw. ”

“ you can stop worrying. ”

“ thank god stds aren’t airborne. ”

“ i’d like to hear your version. ”

“ everybody has secrets, right? ”

“ we’re not supposed to have guys in the house. ”

“ sneaking out is a specialty of mine. ”

“ do you think i’ve got a shot with her? ”

“ did i scare you? ”

“ it’s always the husband, right? ”

“ that’s the kind of person you can get away with killing - someone everybody wants dead. ”

“ if i’ve learned anything from horror movies, and i have, it’s that usually the call is coming from inside the house. ”

“ this is a true crime podcast waiting to happen. ”

“ you’re clearly not some secret mastermind killer. ”

“ you are not a good liar. ”

“ this woman at work called me flamboyant. ”

“ flamboyant really feels like a microaggression. ”

“ you had an actual murder weapon in your locker. ”

“ you may even be a good guy, deep inside. ”

“ fancy seeing you here. ”

“ i guess we’re both full of surprises huh? ”

“ how did you even know about this place? ”

“ don’t you just hate a cliffhanger? ”

“ your reputation precedes you. ”

“ why are you always pointing the finger at other people? ”

“ i don’t know what to think. ”

“ can you blame me for feeling like sometimes i don’t know you? ”

“ we should stop meeting like this. ”

“ relax. i do have a moral code. ”

“ you actually don’t realize what a bitch you are, do you? ”

“ i’m exhausted just by looking at you. ”

“ you think you’re some vigilante hero? ”

“ you are a sad, pathetic bully. ”

“ i even came in ‘straight’ cosplay for you. i’m wearing plaid. ”

“ you’re great at being different people, and i don’t know what to do with that. ”

“ i hate all my clothes. ”

“ being caught up in a murder investigation is bound to be distracting.. ”

“ didn’t realize you made jokes. ”

“ i just don’t want to get hurt. ”

“ there is usually more to a story than meets the eye. ”

“ i know what it’s like for people to assume the worst about you. ”

“ i think when you tell the same lie for long enough, it stops feeling like a lie. ”

“ i watch a lot of tv. ”

“ that’s how you treat the police if you want them on your side. ”

“ am i getting warm? ”

“ i solemnly swear not to murder you today or any day in the future. ”

“ i just have to get this perfect, or it’s gonna drive me nuts. ”

“ i didn’t mean to ambush you. ”

“ i liked that version better. ”

“ i didn’t give them your name. ”

“ you’re not like those other kids. ”

“ running makes me look guilty. ”

“ you look thirty percent less like an asshole. ”

“ i’m not on instagram. fuck zuckerberg’s evil empire. ”

“ i could totally be a killer, and i’d be the most dangerous one because no one would see it coming. ”

“ there is someone else out there. ”

“ maybe you should worry about yourself. ”

“ you are smarter than people think. ”

“ the last few weeks have been a total nightmare. ”

“ okay, fine, no more jokes about you potentially going to prison. ”

“ if you hadn’t finally shown up, i’d be taking selfies with jesus right now. ”

“ i draw the line at an asshole with abs. ”

“ i can’t ‘cause i have to gouge my eyes out that night. ”

“ sometimes people aren’t what you expect. ”

“ sometimes people are exactly what you expect. ”

“ it’s even bigger than i thought it’d be. ”

“ the killer is someone you know. ”

“ i’ve clearly established myself as chaotic neutral. ”

“ you really shouldn’t be up here alone. ”

“ i remember every second. ”

“ you want to split up? don’t you watch horror movies? ”

“ what’s one more felony between friends, right? ”

“ oh shit, you’re still alive? ”

“ rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. ”

“ ghosts have better things to do. ”

“ were you following me last night? ”

“ there’s something definitely wrong with me. ”

“ i wouldn’t wanna make you look bad. ”

“ i could go to the cops, but i wanted to give you a chance to explain. ”

“ i was so scared of losing you. ”

“ can’t we just wake up from this nightmare and go back to normal? ”

“ even total bitches have feelings. ”

“ maybe i didn’t mind the spotlight being on someone else for once. ”

“ don’t freak out but i think you’ve been recognized. ”

“ i just can’t wait to leave. never come back. ”

“ does that mean you’re done with all that scooby-doo stuff then? ”

“ i’m not trying to tell you not to be you. ”

“ i’m sure there’s an explanation. ”

“ that would make me look very suspicious. ”

“ if it was a movie i’d watch the shit out of it but this is not a movie. ”

“ i’m starting to get a little offended. ”

“ you cross me, i’m gonna teach you a lesson. ”

“ you’re sick. ”

“ i can take care of myself. ”

“ you’re being so dramatic. ”

“ need some ice for that hand? ”

“ i was always so afraid of upsetting you. ”

“ that last strawberry daiquiri will always be one of the biggest regrets of my life. ”

“ do as i tell you. ”

“ everyone will know what you did. ”

#( sentence. )#sentence meme #sentence starters #rp starters #rp meme #one of us is lying #tv series #drama

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X-Files Collector's Edition: The Pilot, AUs (and References)

Pilot AUs and references in other episode time!

Loose chronological order below~

@wexleresque/hllsteeth’s

Unnamed

""Still, a Navy brat at heart, she can roll with the punches and adjust. So she holds up a finger to Mulder and closes the door in his face so she can quickly put on a sports bra and shove her feet into the running shoes she’s glad that she’d decided to bring. He’s still waiting outside when she pushes the door open with her foot while wrangling the rest of her hair into a ponytail.

He looks strangely boyish like this, baseball cap on backwards and doing a little jog in place. Wired indeed, she supposes. Without much preamble, they take off into the night.""

Scully takes up Mulder on his offer to go running.

lost time

""Scully flushes the toilet, rises, and crosses the small bathroom so she can rinse her mouth out at the sink while she ponders his question. “Until about two minutes ago, I was sleeping. In your bed.”

“Do you want to uh…connect the dots for me? I’m a little slow on the uptake right now, but if I think what happened is what actually happened, I think I’d remember it.”

Scully shakes her head, not even trying to parse the jumble of words that fall out of his mouth. Her attention is on her own reflection in the mirror, a stranger under whom she instantly recognizes herself.

Her hair is redder, vividly so against the chalky pallor of her face, the angles of which are sharper than they had been just yesterday. There are lines where there hadn’t been. Not many, but enough to draw her attention. She looks older.""

Requiem-- Mulder and Scully lose all of their memories post the brief Pilot abduction. They begin to piece their lives back together, with dead family members and a kid on the way.

@iwtbscully/@jewish-mulder/@anders-hawke/BananaChef‘s

Unnamed

""They’re both silent for a few moments, until: “So, uh, why’d you join the FBI?” Mulder tilts his head at an awkward angle to look up at her for a moment before his confidence falters. “You don’t have to answer, I was just—”

“No, no, it’s okay.” Scully sneaks a hand out of the blanket to tuck her slowly drying hair behind her ear. “I joined because, part of the way through med school, I realized that the life I had—and the one I was going to have—really didn’t interest me. I ended up getting into thanatology, the study of dead bodies, because I didn’t want to deal with real people....""

Mulder plays 20 Questions with Scully to soothe her embarrassment post Mosquito-Bite-Incident.

Nine Minutes?

""She fell to her knees, shaken to her very core. Nine minutes, she thought. Did I hallucinate all that in nine minutes?

“Scully?” He knelt down next to her, reaching out to her but pulling back at the last second. “Are you okay? Did you see something? Did you see them?""

Clyde Bruckman told Scully the truth-- her S11 death reset her timeline back to the nine minutes lost in the pilot. Mulder is shocked but resigned with her information.

FranTheWonderHorse/fran58's Late Night at the Hoover 01

""I read your report," Mulder said shortly. He reached for a nearby chair and drew it in front of her desk and straddled it.

Scully raised an eyebrow. "And?"

"And I guess I should congratulate you. Somehow, you managed to put the salient details on paper without sounding like a nut." He picked up a pen from her desk and twirled it in his fingers. "Without making me sound like a nut.""

Ethan is a part of Scully's life, but Scully is currently more focused on figuring out her new partner.

mad_martha/HelenWills's (Annex)

Pilot Flipped

""Mulder did as he was told, and settled himself comfortably in the chair in front of the wide desk to wait. Inured to this situation by countless other meetings like it, he was made not uncomfortable by the interview-like atmosphere: he was an agent of several years' standing and knew, without vanity, his own value to the Bureau.

"So, Agent Mulder …." Blevins rustled a few sheets of paper in a file briefly, then folded his hands on the desk in front of him and studied the younger man. "Thank you for coming on such short notice. You've been with the Bureau, what – five years now?"

"Near enough, Sir," Mulder agreed. He was a little surprised by this approach, but did not betray it.""

Mulder is assigned to Scully. The dialogue is kept the same yet twisted in new, interesting ways.

9 Minutes

""Scully recoiled, horrified, for a second then steeled herself to take a closer look. It was hard to tell through the thick glass, but it was a man and there seemed to be something wrong with him, as though his flesh was becoming as translucent as the glass he was encased in. There was a tube feeding into his throat, but it was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead. Revolted, she walked a few steps down the walkway and scraped the ice off another bottle. This time it looked like a woman, but she was in the same condition as the man. Scully brushed more ice off the bottle to see if there was any other evidence of a life-support system inside. There wasn't – but there did appear to be some other, unidentified organism sharing the container. With a start, she realised that this organism was actually inside the woman's body, and its flesh was pulsing faintly.

Stepping back, she had to fight nausea. This entire corridor was like some grotesque giant's larder, stocked with huge pickle jars. The unexpected comparison was enough to make her gag and look for an avenue out.""

Scully is flashed to the Fight the Future spaceship during those lost 9 minutes, keeping her discovery a secret.

Prelude to an X Part 1/ Part 2/

""He didn't tell me exactly why you were thrown out of the Bureau," Scully replied curtly. "He said there was an internal investigation, though."

"He didn't tell you because I wasn't thrown out: I resigned," Mulder replied. There was a tense pause while the waitress took their orders. When she was gone again, he looked at Scully, but she was avoiding his eyes. "Danny couldn't tell you much anyway," he continued quietly. "Most of the investigation was hushed up, and the details about my resignation are probably buried in my personnel file. I wasn't forced to leave, though - I went voluntarily."

"What difference does it make?" Scully demanded.

"Actually, it makes a lot of difference. But are you willing to listen?""

AU S1 Scully is a doctor-agent; and Mulder is a freelance journalist with a little son (from a terrible move on his ex-wife's part) in tow.

@katy-kt-katie's (Ao3) A Rose Petal and a Fish Tank - Chapter 1

""She knew part of him was confused and hurt by what happened in Philadelphia and the fight over her desk. He could have just as easily fled, pushing her away or ditching her for some new case, but here he was. That did make a difference to her.""

Post Never Again-- Mulder invites Scully out to neutral ground where they discuss loneliness and not being alone since the Pilot. They work their way back.

dlynn’s Reflections of a Rainy Night

""How long have you been standing there?" he sighed, rising and facing the window again. He could hear her soft breaths coming from the doorway between their adjoining rooms.

He had, on a subconscious level, been aware of her presence for some time. Whether it had been a "feeling" or his brain's awareness of her delicate perfume, he had known she was there, standing just inside the threshold. He just hadn't been ready to recognize it yet.

"Awhile," she replied, moving farther into the room, far enough for her to be seen in the diffused light of the window but still distanced from him. It was as if she were afraid of getting too close.

"What do you see out there, Mulder?" Scully queried. "What holds you tonight and keeps you from sleep?""

Post the Red and the Black-- Mulder observes a family putzing about in the rain, waiting for Scully's arrival. He reveals how devastated he is in the face of the loss of their probable child.

Maidenjedi’s Crushed to Ashes

""Scully had called to get the latest, and gently told him. "She's stabilized. It took some effort, and her blood pressure is still lower than they'd really like. But she can live through this, Mulder."

But will she recover, he thought. All the times he'd asked her to sacrifice her work, her passions, always demanding that whatever she believed take a backseat to his own wild ideas and theories and work. Diana had now taken a bullet for him.

Scully made a small noise, a sigh perhaps.... ...and walked to the window, setting her glass down on the desk and picking up the masking tape he kept there. She toyed with the torn edge. Light shone in from the street, casting her in a halo, and Mulder watched her, realizing.

Diana had sacrificed a lot for the work. For him. And she'd left....

Five years in, here stood Dana Scully.""

Post The End Mulder wants to return Scully's comfort... but can't. She finds their casefile from the Pilot.

zulu’s Fight The Past

""Come with me, Mr. Mulder. You can make a life better than this. You can escape your past."

Mulder followed him out of the office. He allowed himself to be guided to a dark sedan parked on the street. The old man drove down the dark streets, then pulled into a parking lot.""

Post Requiem-- CSM offers Mulder the opportunity to stop the motel fire in the Pilot (which had been caused by Scully's candle.)

Would That I Could Travel Both

""What if aliens were real?

No, seriously. What if all the stories about abductions, missing time, even probing, were true? What if UFOs were alien spacecraft and not experimental military aircraft?

What if Fox Mulder was not crazy at all, not even a little bit, and you walked into his office knowing that? What if you agreed with him, because there was evidence, there was scientific proof?""

Different AUs for Requiem-- Mulder didn't get answers, but got Will; Scully saved Mulder in FTF; Scully leaves to be Emily's mother; they begin dating after Pusher; and a successful move in the Pilot.

MoJo and Jori’s Ravaged by Years

""...Samantha kicks him in the shin so hard that he goes down into the dirt. Then she follows through with a well placed kick to his nuts.

Donny is on the ground, grabbing himself and trying not to cry when I hear 'the voice' behind me. Samantha's wide eyes are stuck open, unblinking, like the broken eyes of the old plastic doll in her small hands.

"Fox William Mulder! What do you think you are doing?" my mom asks, her high pitched voice enough to make my heart pound harder.""

Scully is shaken during her autopsy on Tena Mulder, pondering on this woman. Meanwhile Mulder morbidly reflects on the Samantha favoritism and his inability to right his self-imposed wrongs.

@lotsoforangesoutside/@lotzzoforangezoutside‘s (Ao3)

When They Were Young

""Mulder had ordered pancakes and eggs over-easy. He was engrossed in the local paper, his hair boyishly messy, his glasses riding low on his nose like an old man, and Scully let her mind drift. She did not want to think of the events that had lead to this—the motel fire, all the evidence gone, her brand-new laptop destroyed, and the two of them getting nearly no sleep whatsoever.

Two hours ago, she was at a cemetery. A cemetery. It was crazy how her heart was beating, pounding, yet she didn’t feel afraid because there was Mulder...

Mulder. There was Mulder, who hadn’t really been meeting her eyes this morning; he looked shy and bashful, and it was odd.""

Post The S11 Robot Episode-- Scully recalls eating in the diner after the events of the Pilot and feeling that she, finally, belonged.

@atths–twice’s (Ao3, Alt. Ao3, FFN) Faith for the Future - Chapter 4

""Can I read it?” He smiled at her and stroked her face, another flash of lightning shining through the windows.

“Tomorrow,” he said with a smile. She nodded and put her head back on his chest. She did not speak for so long, he thought she had gone to sleep.

“What have you included in it so far?” she asked him, as the thunder rumbled closer. He smiled knowing the thought of it and needing to wait to read it would pique her interest.

“So many different cases,” he said teasingly, and she pinched his side, causing him to jump as she laughed and he swore. “Tomorrow you can read it, Scully, just be patient.”

“Mulder …” she whined.

“Okay,” he said, pulling her close.""

Post Revival Mulder decides to write down the events of his and Scully's life for their daughter. He ends up extensively comparing notes on the Pilot with Scully.

@swinging-stars-from-satellites/bravest_person_in_Wonderland's

Binary Star - Chapter 1 (Ao3)

""Young men in the prime of their lives with the lives they planned to lead stolen from them see a young, pretty woman with a crippled leg using a cane coming to treat their injuries and they have one of two reactions: they either look sidelong at her with scorn, or they start crying. All the doctors are healthy, said one boy, her younger brother’s age, and no one can understand each other. That’s the moment Dana knows she chose the right profession.""

WWII Scully may have been partially crippled by polio, but that doesn't stop her from becoming a brilliant doctor and teaming up with a precocious Mulder to explore the strange light in the woods.

Enjoy!

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Cloud City, Chapter Thirteen - a Malevolent AU

Parker touches his cheek. “Few more days. I’ll make them good.”

“Good?” says Arthur, very tiny. “I just want to hurt John.”

“You will.” Parker’s tone is vicious. “But you don’t have to hurt, too. Come on. I’ll treat you like a king until it’s time—and when it is time, it won’t fucking hurt. You have my word.”

It’s a lie. Arthur knows it’s a lie. He sniffles. “Okay."

TW: major character death

AO3 || Masterpost

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Arthur waits, sitting against the wall by the window, head back. He isn’t sure how Parker found which building he was in, but he’s not hugely surprised when Parker arrives.

The door creaks. Parker stands in the opening, taking in this room; the mirror, the table. Taking in the fact that Arthur has used his tie to knot his left hand to the leg of the table.

“What the fuck is this?” says Parker.

“Where Asenath told me to go. Hi.”

Parker’s approach is slow and cautious. Of course it is; this screams trap. “So what did Asenath tell you when she let you go?”

“She said the ritual we’re trying to stop is yours.”

“Did she.” Parker hasn’t even crossed half the room.

“Yeah. Got me real worked up over it, too.”

“Obviously. You went pretty nuts at the end there.”

“Oh, no, that came after. I went nuts because that’s when I found out what John did.”

“Ahhhh,” Parker breathes. “That makes sense. No wonder you lost it.”

“I couldn’t—” Arthur’s voice breaks, and he takes a moment to look away.

His left hand suddenly tries to get loose. It yanks, jerking against the table, but that's old wood, and heavy, and it makes no progress.

“Quit it!” Arthur snarls. “You’re getting what’s fucking coming to you!”

“Wow,” says Parker. “Wow.” He straightens. “What the hell happened to you?”

“You know what,” says Arthur, gasping.

Parker crouches in front of him. Reaches up; thumbs his tears away. “This really messed you up, huh?”

“My daughter,” Arthur whimpers.

Parker’s shoulders lose tension. “All right. So what’s your actual plan here?”

“The one I told him? Luring you in. The actual one? Trapping his ass. I meant it, Parker. I’m dying either way. I can feel it.”

“Shit,” says Parker, looking him up and down.

“I don’t… I don’t care anymore,” says Arthur. “But I won’t let him have me after everything.”

“Funny,” says Parker.

“What's funny?” says Arthur.

Parker tilts his head. “After all that, he didn’t tell you who did kill your daughter?”

Arthur stares.

Arthur! Don’t listen to this!

“No,” says Arthur slowly. “He did not.”

“Figures,” says Parker with a shrug. “If you mean it, then… just come with me. I’ll make it better.” He reaches into his jacket and takes out a strange piece of twine; even in Arthur’s failing vision, it glows a sickly green. “This’ll stop him from acting. You sure about this?”

“I’m sure.”

No! No! Arthur, you idiot! That’s real! I can’t fight that! Arthur! Ar-

Parker ties it around his left wrist, tight; it’s scratchy.

And Hastur goes silent, voice cut off.

Arthur exhales, head down. Very softly, he starts to cry.

“You sure you want to do this?” says Parker.

“I’m dying anyway. You think I don’t know? It’s over for me. Maybe I just…”

“It won’t hurt,” lies Parker, who’s always been good at lying, and takes out his pocket knife to cut Arthur’s tie from the table. “Got a few more things to prepare before it’s ready, but… if it helps, you’re not damning the world.”

Arthur laughs weakly. “That room was pretty awful.”

“Yeah, that was on me,” says Parker. “This close to His ascension, it’s gonna be messy. But listen: that’s because He wasn’t here to clean it up.”

Arthur’s untied. He’s free. He could move any way he wants. He doesn’t move. “Clean it up?”

“Arthur… you think I’d serve some weird rot-god? That’s what they fed you, and you think I’d do that? Me?”

“Yeah, it didn't add up,” says Arthur. “But I don’t understand.”

Parker lifts him. “Come on. To your feet. He’s going to fix it, Arthur. That’s what He’s going to do.”

Arthur knows his eyes are wide. He doesn’t have to try to fake anything. “How? I won’t see it. Tell me. How?”

“No, you won’t see it.” Parker looks regretful. “I’d hoped it wasn’t you. I really did. Thought I could keep you.”

“Keep me? What, like a budgie?”

Parker snorts. “Come on, pal, you’d at least be equivalent to keeping a rat.”

Arthur’s laugh is unplanned. He wipes his eyes. “Sure. So tell the rat what he’ll be missing.”

Parker looks intense. “Freedom. From all of this. The gods, Contracts, all that shit. He’s going to bring the Dreamlands to us—fuck, you don’t know what that is.”

“Sort of? Asenath tried to explain, but she went way over my head.”

“I can believe that,” says Parker dismissively. “Think you can walk?”

“Almost. Her stupid mirror hurt a lot more to use than I expected.”

Parker touches his ruined earlobe, and Arthur winces. “That’s ugly.”

“Feels ugly,” says Arthur. “Hurts.”

Parker leans in slowly and—as though this weren’t creepy in the slightest—licks Arthur’s torn earlobe.

Arthur inhales.

“Thought you’d like that,” says Parker. “Yeah. He’s fixing it. No more gloom in the sky. No more fear from the Wastes or the water. It’s gonna be rough for a few years. You have to destroy the bad before you can build the good, you know? Like tearing down an old building.”

“So that’s what I saw in that room,” says Arthur.

“Yeah. That’s what that was—but He’s not here, so He couldn’t fix it.”

Arthur exhales, head down.

Parker touches his cheek. “Few more days. I’ll make them good.”

“Good?” says Arthur, very tiny. “I just want to hurt John.”

It’s a lie. Arthur knows it’s a lie. He sniffles. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Come on, Arthur,” says Parker, as tender as he ever has, and holds out his arms.

“Thank you,” Arthur whispers, and leans into him, breathing into his neck, returning his embrace.

Parker gasps.

Arthur’s shoulders shake. He straightens, crying, and steps back, wobbling badly.

Parker stares down at the dagger in his stomach.

They’re both still, other than Arthur’s quiet sniffles. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

“That…” Parker steps back unsteadily, as though about to fall over. “It’s so sharp, I didn’t even feel it go in. Feeling it now, though.” He looks up. His eyes are wide; it’s the first time Arthur has ever seen fear in them, in five years. “Why?”

“You know, I almost didn’t?” says Arthur. “I meant what I said. He betrayed me. I’m furious at him. And I want to believe what you said.”

“I didn’t lie!” says Parker.

“I know. You told what you believe. But you know what did it? Do you?” Arthur wipes his face on his sleeve. “You know who killed her, don’t you? The way you asked that. You know, too. And you kept it from me just as much as he did.”

Parker sways. Dark blood—too dark—spills down his front, staining him, pouring on the floor like a bottle of overturned oil. “Yeah,” he says, and now he sounds angry. “Of course I fucking know.” And he falls to his knees, splattering his weird blood.

“So you both fucking betrayed me,” says Arthur. “And so this is what I chose.”

“You don’t know what—” Parker coughs, and a bubble of blood pops from his mouth, staining his face, dripping everywhere. “You don’t know what you’ve done. It all has to keep going now! All of it! We’re fucking slaves, puppets for their entertainment!”

“That’s the thing, isn’t it?” says Arthur. “Both of you told me you needed me to save the world.” His lips are tight. “Maybe I don’t think a world where a little girl gets murdered and the murderer is let go so her fucking dad can be manipulated is a world worth saving.”

Parker stares. His mouth works. And he laughs.

It’s wet, unsteady, and he’s already swaying. Dark veins like some horrible fungus have poked out from beneath his collar, climbing his face, sliding from beneath his sleeves to cover his hands.

Arthur’s breath quickens.

Parker goes down on all fours, breathing wetly, dripping so much blood. “Figures,” he says, and looks up. “I’d pick the one son of a bitch so stupid that he doesn’t even know he…” Parker falls over. He thuds onto the floor and lies completely still. His exhale is his last; the black veins continue to grow, distending his skin, and their rope-twisting sound is the only thing that remains.

Arthur tries to step toward the door and can’t. He overbalances, flails to avoid touching Parker, and falls back onto his ass, gasping.

He’s sobbing. He can feel his heart stuttering. The Contract, he supposes, is probably safe, given what Hastur said, but he’ll never see it done. He doesn’t want to die in silence. Not alone. Not after everything. “Did that banish you?” he says. “Did… did this thing do that?” It would figure. He sobs again. It just would figure. Weakly, he works at the twine on his left wrist.

He lacks the strength to just snap it, so he chews it. Whatever’s on it makes his mouth slightly numb, but teeth work, and it finally comes loose. He expects to tune in to Hastur yelling, to a rant in progress, but he does not. The silence… "Hastur?" he says, tiny.

His left hand rises and caresses his cheek. I'm here, Arthur. I’m here.

Arthur grips that hand with his own and cries on it, clutches it to himself.

Hastur lets him, stroking his cheek with fingertips. There, there. Arthur… I’m very impressed.

Arthur laughs thickly. “Sure.”

You’re dying. You know that, don’t you? He sounds warm. Gentle. Calming.

It’s a kindness, that tone, and one Arthur does not feel he deserves. He makes a small sound.

I do enjoy those little whimpers of yours, Hastur says, pulling his hand away. I thought they were distracting in the very beginning, but they’ve grown on me.

“Good for you,” Arthur says, searching for his handkerchief.

Arthur. I am about to do a very necessary thing. Brace yourself. You can weather it.

“Huh?” says Arthur, wiping his eyes. “Weather what?”

This. Y' mgahnnn nglui!

Arthur’s whole body jolts.

He feels like he did the one time he touched a lamp cord that wasn’t properly shielded; feels like he did when he got shot, three years ago, right in the side. That jolt, that punch of force strong enough to knock a man off his feet, that burning tingle racing through his veins, and he can’t even cry out.

Y' mgahnnn nglui!

The floor shakes, rumbling as if with an approaching train.

Y' mgahnnn nglui!

The air changes, the pressure shifts; Arthur’s ears pop, painfully, and then his good eye flickers dark.

He cries out.

Is this Harvesting? Is that what this is? This doesn’t feel like being poured out like holy wine, but maybe this is preparation. Maybe this is necessary.

He knows it’s deserved.

Arthur can’t even breathe in, can't move or make a sound. All he can do is endure.

HAI MGAHNNN!

It all stops, just stops. Arthur's panting is loud.

Then his sight flickers back, both eyes suddenly working, filled with golden light. Slowly, he turns his head.

The mirror is ablaze. It’s so bright his eyes water, briefly blinding, but he can’t stop staring, can’t stop trying to see, and he blinks at it, one hand raised against the glare.

There’s some… place… through that mirror.

He can’t see it right. It’s like it’s more than three dimensions; gold and black seem to be the primary colors, and there is a depth to it, a weird feeling like if he somehow could step into that mirror, he’d fall and fall forever and never stop.

“Hello, Arthur Lester,” says a voice he knows, a voice he's lived with for five years, but it’s no longer coming from his head.

It’s coming from the mirror.

“What?” Arthur whispers.

“It’s good to see you with my own eyes. My, we have some work to do, don’t we?” And what comes into view is—

What he sees is—

It can’t fit in the mirror. It’s too big, too much. It can’t fit in his mind. It’s too big, too much; it’s more than anything he’s ever seen, its upper half humanoid, its lower a mass of writhing black tentacles. It wears a gleaming yellow cloak, brilliant and beautiful, and its face is covered with a white mask.

And it is—

That is a god. Arthur knows. Has never seen one before, and it doesn’t matter. He knows: he is staring at the King in Yellow, and he cannot look away.

“My little detective,” says the voice, which rumbles under Arthur’s hands and knees with every syllable (and his left hand feels it, too, but he can’t parse that now). “It’s time to go.”

Art by by luneatic-art on Tumblr.

[ID illustration: A drawing of Arthur and the King in Yellow.

The King is coming out of a golden mirror that sits in a corner of a dusty, bare room.

Black tentacles are sprouting from the mirror and slithering towards Arthur, who is sitting on the ground and recoiling.

He has his hand up in front of his face as if to brace himself, and the King in Yellow’s giant form looms over him. A tall window illuminates the room in a harsh green glow.

At Arthur’s feet rests a bloodied dagger.

/End ID]

“This can’t… you’re… Hastur?” Arthur whimpers.

And it’s that laugh, and it has never sounded so wicked and so eager and so dark. “Oh, Arthur… yes. It’s me.”

“Can’t… where is… how can you be this?” And in spite of the shock of his soul and his mind, a tiny tendril of rage lifts its head. “You lied again?”

That laugh. He could drown in that laugh, or pull it over him and sleep safe, or hurl it at his enemies to make them explode. Arthur cries out.

“Arthur… I lied to you. I did. And now, I am no longer. You’ve done well. You stopped my brother from his foolish plan. The makers and jugglers of the universe celebrate your uncertain victory. You’ve won some interesting bets! I am very pleased with you.”

Arthur stares. It’s becoming harder to think the longer he does; the King fills his thoughts, shoves them aside to make room for himself.

The King—Hastur—holds out one enormous black hand. “I am the King in Yellow, Arthur—and it’s time to fulfill our Contract.”

Arthur can’t blink, can’t look away from that mask, and so doesn’t notice the tentacles sliding out of the mirror like curling mist. Doesn’t notice until they grab him, around his ankles, around his waist. He cries out and panics, struggling. “No! Wait! Wait!”

“Shhh,” says Hastur, says the King in Yellow, slowly sliding him nearer. “I told you I’d arranged everything. Don't you want to know who took your daughter's life?”

Arthur freezes. Even now, in this moment, this takes precedence over all. “Who? Who did it?”

“You did.”

The words make no sense. He stares. He laughs, sharply, then falls silent again “Wh… wh… what? What?”

“You killed your daughter, Arthur. You didn’t mean to; it was an accident. But it. Was. You.”

No. No, this can’t be happening.

Memory flashes—

That night, that horrible night, case gone to shit, bad guys off on a technicality. They’d done a drive-by, shot up his office, and after a long and fruitless day trying to deal with cops and damages, he’d gone to Jack’s Bar and gotten fucking drunk.

He’d wished Bella was alive to take the kid for a few days. He wished he had anyone to lean on, anyone he could ask for help, but he didn’t. He didn’t.

And he was so fucking drunk as he got home that the quick tap of running feet almost didn’t get through, but it did, and he panicked.

Those punks, those criminals, coming at him because it was his testimony that nearly got them hanged, which meant someone had told them where he lived though that was off the books, and rage joined the fear in his head.

And he raced into the apartment and closed doors and windows, and was that them pounding on the door or his heart pounding his head? And there was a fight, a firefight, a bad one.

Neighbors called the police.

He had no idea how long it lasted. Probably only moments; he couldn’t tell.

And by the time it was over, it no longer mattered. He’d managed to shoot none of them. They’d managed to shoot his kitchen, his living room, his huge, heavy radio.

They’d managed to shoot his daughter.

In her bed, asleep. Clean through, not even time for her to wake up and struggle.

And Arthur—

The sharp flash of memory, unnatural, in a wave, rising like Dagon’s sea, Hastur doing this somehow—

Screamed and screamed, clutching his girl, wouldn’t even let anyone take her to try to help, because why bother? She was cold when he found her, so it had happened early enough on that she…

She lay there, and he hadn’t known.

She died because of him, because of his involvement in this case, and—

“We don’t have any way to know who shot her,” they told him, and they wouldn’t listen, and he screamed and clutched his child and yelled in the police station and yelled at the morgue, and the bad guys got away, and—

" What do you mean, they all had alibis?"

It hadn’t been them, hadn’t been the men he assumed, but someone had shot his daughter.

And no human could ever tell him who.

So.

So he—

And so he had—

Arthur gasps as though he hasn’t breathed in years, and finds himself held in the air before the mirror, face to face with a god.

With his god.

“This will hurt,” says Hastur, “but then… I’m fairly sure you want it to.”

That night.

Panic that night, hearing (he can see them now, as if from a million other eyes) just some stupid teenagers running down the street.

Panic, hiding in his apartment, heart pounding, incredibly drunk.

Hearing neighbors overhead, just talking, maybe dropping something heavy.

Remembering earlier that day, ducking in terror as they shot his old office, remembering the spray of wood chips from his desk hitting his face, hitting the wall, remembering the terror of nearly being murdered.

And panicking.

Panicking and shooting.

Panic.

Certain they were here, Certain they were coming for him. Too drunk to see, to aim. Him shooting his radio, him shooting his fridge, him shooting through his ugly living room sofa.

Continuing to fire—click, click, click—after the bullets ran out, because in his head, THEY were here again to take his life.

They weren’t.

And he did not stop until Yang and the others came, shaking him, shouting at him, trying to hold him back as he remembered his daughter and ran to her room.

Arthur sobs.

It was there, in his head. All of it was. He’d forgotten. Maybe he’d even forgotten on purpose.

He couldn’t live with this.

Hastur lets him sob, tentacles through the mirror, holding Arthur off the ground, stroking his sweat-damp hair.

Hastur had known.

So had Yang.

No wonder they hadn’t told him. They couldn’t use him if he’d known.

Arthur’s whole body shakes with weeping. “My girl… my little girl…”

“It was an accident, Arthur. Preventable… but an accident.”

He doesn’t care if it was. He’s done. This is done, more than he’s ever been. “Do it,” he manages.

“Hmm?” says Hastur, and one tentacle touches under his chin to lift his face.

“Do it!” Arthur screams, and spits at him.

It goes through the mirror, but misses Hastur’s masked face, falling to the void below. “Do what, Arthur Lester, murderer?”

Arthur feels like his heart is in his throat. He can barely talk. “Do it! Harvest me! Get it over with!”

“Is that what you wish?” says Hastur, and he sounds so gleeful, like this is exactly what he planned.

Why? Why? He already has the right, “Yes!”

“Then I so fulfill our Contract, Arthur: I will not give you what you want.”

“Wh… what…”

“‘Make them suffer,’” Hastur hisses, repeating Arthur’s words from his Contract so long ago. “‘I don’t care who they were. Find them. Make them pay. Make it slow. Make it long. That’s what I want.’”

Arthur stares at him.

“I will not give you the death you crave. In fact…I will prevent it,” says Hastur. “Thus, I fulfill our Contract.”

And Arthur can feel the whispers of power like unseen tentacles, sliding over and around and through them both, sliding out of his soul, and knows it is true. Their Contract is fulfilled. “No,” Arthur whimpers. “No! Do it! Don’t… you can’t leave me alive!”

“As if I would so willingly waste you. I like you, Arthur—for which you won’t be grateful for a very long time.” That laugh, so much more outside of him, shakes his bones, and Hastur draws him nearer. “Justice must be done, after all. There will be roses… but not on your grave.”

“Please,” Arthur whispers.

“No. You have been laid bare. I will take you unto myself and remake you as I will.”

He fills Arthur’s vision, fills Arthur’s mind, and Arthur can’t think, can’t recall why he demanded something that isn’t happening, but he knows this isn’t what he wants, and he tries to struggle, like a fish in a net.

“Shhh,” Hastur says, and adds more tentacles.

Arthur is worn out. He stops struggling, panting. He can’t think. He can’t see beyond the god. His anger and the god seem to be all that is left inside him, outside him, anywhere.

“Fear not, Arthur. In time, you will love me. You, Arthur Lester, are forever mine.”

Arthur is carried through the mirror, and trembles as he crosses worlds, as he travels further than he even knew it was possible to go. Hastur fills his vision and his mind. He calms.

“Good boy,” rumbles the King as the last of his limbs pull back through that mirror like cloth through a keyhole.

Like shutting off a light, it flickers back to dull gray, not quite silver. The mirror trembles. All on its own, it shakes, and falls forward. The Black Mirror lands face-down in Asenath’s empty shrine, and it shatters into a billion pieces, and for just one moment, each and every reflective piece echoes the sound of cruel laughter. Then, there is only silence.

(Artwork for this fic)

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Miyo’s Animes of 2022: A List About Things I Liked

Hi hello! It’s that time of year again! The time where I put in random anime shows I liked for the year and maybe go over dumb things that happened in all our lives.

Maybe? ...no? Yea me neither, I wanna just talk about nerd bullshit so let’s do that yea? YEA! As always, I will be writing these as I feel like in a random order and using whatever name I choose whether it’s the Japanese title or the English translated one...just go with it ok?

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***************************************** My Dress Up Darling

This show was one I was initially a little wary on because like...you always gotta be careful with shows that seem horny you know? Like “am I going to end up on a list or something like that?” Thankfully though, while this is horny, it’s also freaking adorable which is always a plus in my eyes.

The story of the show is Japanese doll maker apprentice Gojo is thrust into a wild and frantic world of an aspiring cosplayer and intense gyaru, Marin Kitagawa. What follows is a fun little romcom following their adventures of learning more about the hobby and about one another of course. Marin bringing Gojo into her surprisingly dorky interests and him becoming just as enraptured about capturing the characters in costume as she is portraying them. It also helps that Marin just has some of the best expressions of the year, every one she makes is great and fun to see.

What’s also great is the fact that she actively loves him like...falling into a blushing fit at the thought of admitting it even when he’s mostly unaware of it. It’s a great show and brought back memories of cosplay planning sessions from my college years, even when I was mostly there for emotional support to keep my friends from going nuts sewing seifuku. Joy of a show, go look into it!

Symphogear XV

I've been a watcher of Symphogear in the past and haven't really written about it because I guess I didn't have much to say? I like the music and the characters but other than that there wasn't much I felt like I could write down and sound interesting. But hey, I finally finished the show so I thought I'd write down that hey, the last season is really good!

Symphogear is a series that is defined by its bombastic action where you have character launching ICBM missiles, giant swords from the heavens or just suplexing space shuttles. Yes, all this happens throughout the course of the show and I'm not exaggerating. The fifth season, XV, is the culmination of the high impact singing and battles and just hits every note perfectly. Heh, note. See what I did there?

The characters all get to have their own little moments and the relationships between them all is probably my number one reason I enjoy the show. Look, when you can have two girls be basically married and the series all but says it outloud, I'm for it. Hibiki is Miku's action hero wife and I will hear nothing else from you lot. The show was a great send off and with news of a new project next year on the horizon, all we can do is wait and see what's next.

Spy x Family

I originally tried to read this manga a couple years back and somehow couldn't get into it. Maybe it was just the long feeling opening chapters that did it, it's hard to say. That being said, seeing it put out in animated form is what finally did it for me as I caught up between the 1st and 2nd cours and am glad I did.

The basis of the series is super spy Twilight, alias Loid Forger, has to go undercover to get at a political figure and to complete this mission he has to make a fake family. Adopting an unknowing mind reading orphan, Anya, and unknowingly marrying a trained assassin, Yor, such is the basis for the comedy and heart of the show. Only Anya knows the truth of the situation and she thinks it's awesome and cool.

You probably don't need me to say much about this show since it IS wildly popular, but I liked it and think you should check it out. The new family member in the second half of the show and Loid's fellow undercover colleague are super fun additions and I loved every moment Fiona was on screen. It's a fun show, and I say check it out.

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls' Story

Probably one of the weirder shows I watched this year, the show about hyper intensive golf with a weird "buy Gunpla" message barely hidden in it. Like I don't actually wanna describe too much of what happens in this show because it's wild and you honestly probably wouldn't believe me even if I said so.

Eve is an underground golfer whose style is power and defeating her opponent above anything else. Crush their hopes, crush their spirits, that's her style of golf. That is until she plays a round with Aoi Amawashi, a high level teen golfer who is the only one who's been able to beat her. She wants her win back. Meanwhile Aoi wants to play here again because she's the first one she's had fun golfing against in ages. The story that follows goes to bring them together to finally have their rematch.

This show goes interesting places and near the end, every week had me on edge on what was going to happen. I will say, if you want to binge it, be warned it ends on a mid season cliffhanger and the new eps don't begin til Spring anime 2023 so you'll be waiting a while. Either way, check it out when you can, it's a trip.

The Demon Girl Next Door

It was a treat to see this show get a second season after being absent for a few years. Shamiko and friends are back for more awkward ineffective demon fun and trying to get better at this whole "Demon" thing.

This season was cute because Shamiko had to really step up and take charge, even if she was kind of bad at it. She helped Mikan clean out her apartment, was able to find her hidden item left behind by her father and even make it into a giant fork to use against her enemies! Though of course, the main thing here was all of her interactions with Momo. There's something about a mostly uninterested magical girl going through life half teasing her friend and half being embarrassed about interacting with her.

There was also some fun new friends in the form of fellow demons Riko and Shirosawa, a Chinese fox and Japanese tapir respectively, and the little cafe Shirosawa owns. It's a fun little show that still feels like something from the mid 2010s but it's a good one of those so I feel in the end, it's all good. Ganbare Shamiko!

Kaguya-sama Love is War

Kaguya is still a funny show, one of the funnier romcoms out there to be honest. The tale of two hyper intelligent stupid teenagers in love who want the other to admit it continues with the usual hilarious results.

The big set piece for the 3rd season is the incoming culture festival, the second half of the show leading up to it and the big reveal involving Shirogane's future. Why does he need to confess to Kaguya before the end of the festival? Will Kaguya accept? Will she fold first? What dumb bullshit is Chika going to do? These and more await you in Kaguya!

Yea I don't have much to add, like I said. It's still funny, there's fun new character interactions with Miko being on the student council now and Ishigami trying his best to confess to a senpai of his own. What I'm saying is if you liked the previous seasons, you'll probably enjoy this one too. We get a movie in February so there's more coming up too, so let's go watch! Or not, I'm not your mom.

Komi-san Can't Communicate

The second half of Komi! It's here and introduces more fun characters to become friends with! Also everyone's faves are still around of course, like problem child Najimi who is here to be your angle AND your devil at all times. All so that Komi can make all the friends and try to get over her horrible social anxiety. It's a tough world but having friends helps I feel.

Like I said, this season introduces more characters from the manga and the fun situations along the way. We have the school trip to Kyoto which features a bunch of fun interactions, like buff posing in the hot springs and the introduction of the mysterious yo yo wielding hero. Plus it introduces one of my favorite, equally awkward characters, Katai. A big beefcake of a boy who is horrifyingly scary because he's enormous and looks intimidating but he's just bad at talking and...you get the idea. I love him.

I have a lot of sequels on this list so I think a lot of my paragraphs might end with "it's more of X, so you'll probably enjoy it". That being said, it's more Komi so....you'll probably enjoy it. See that's not so bad huh?

LOVE LIVE CORNER

Love Live! Nijigasaki High School Idol Club

Yes indeed, they keep making more Love Lives and I keep eating them up like the monster I know I am. That being said, they are different enough at least and the Nijigasaki shows are a bit more interesting than the others for the fact they have a different style than the rest. Also there's just SO many of them, you've got plenty of fun girls to watch.

The introduction of new characters Shirioko, Lanzhu and Mia leads to new interactions which may have played out different than the phone game version but...I never finished those so, whatever~ That being said, I loved just the sheer overpowering force of Lanzhu coming in and taking no prisoners. Sure, she can't just be a big rude force all the time and has to become a friend in the end but her initial entrance is just bombastic enough to be super fun. She is here to idol and FUCK anyone in her way.

Niji has a lot of fun little side cameos too of the Normal rank idol randos from the original phone game that shows just..a nerdy interest in LOVE LIVE LORE I can appreciate. You go chameleon girl, take the spot and run for it. We have an OVA for this sometime and a set of what looks like short gag eps coming up so that should be fun. I will send out love to Setsuna's actor, Tomori Kusunoki, who sadly has to step away from the role for health reasons. We'll hopefully continue to see her in other shows for years to come.

Love Live! Superstar!!

This show I enjoyed last time but season 2 I enjoyed way more. Weirdly, going from a unique 5 person group to the old reliable 9 person group, worked out better for me. Maybe it's just because the new ones added were goofy and fun and gelled well with the rest of the cast, even with some goofy story telling decisions.

Liella got popular! And thanks to that they got fans! Though they wanted to get more members and that's where our first years come up! Like I said, the new girls are fun and I just can't gush enough about Natsumi. The best little Love Live goblin in a while. I love her shitty youtube plans and her thoughts to monetize everything for her own benefit. Like I said just...it's fun, she's fun! Also they let her say a cuss.

Superstar has another season coming up next year I believe, or it atleast has another season somewhere down the line. We'll see what happens with more rival idols getting closer to Kanon's fan girl creating energy then. I'll look forward to it!

Ya Boy Kongming!

So I played a lot of Dynasty Warriors back on the PS2 and I also read some of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms as well. What I'm saying is this is a series up my alley in way that you wouldn't expect it to be but it is.

Kongming, the legendary strategist, has died and been reborn in modern world Japan. Becoming entranced by a demon from Hell, he wakes up the next day and learns he got drunk on Halloween night and the demon was in fact Eiko, an aspiring singer. From there, he pledges himself to become her strategist and help her in her goals and to bring about an end to pain and war through her singing. He believes in her so much, even if she's a bit embarrassed about it initially.

Seeing classic strategies being put in the modern world and used to strictly build cred in the music world is fun and silly. Eiko is a good character with fun outfits and I love seeing her make friends with new people. Gaining new allies in her battle to become a singer with Kongming helping all the way is just..yea I like it a lot. Also probably the most banger op of the year? I listened to it a LOT.

Now we pause for the PRECURE STOP

Yes Precure 5!

Me and Cheapsteaks did our annual dual old Cure season watch and the first one we started was Yes Precure 5 which was the first 5 person team one. I'll say it definitely felt like an early 00s Magical Girl show but it was starting to get down what Precure is I feel. I really liked the Cures, especially Dream and Rouge.

That being said, there's definitely some things about this one I wasn't as huge a fan of. The villains primarily were really lackluster compared to the previous ones in Splash Star and the ending felt really anticlimatic. On top of that, Nuts and Coco were fine but after a bit their fairy voices really wear you down. Similarly, Milk is a little pain and not in the fun goblin way. That being said, these are very minor complaints for a show for babies.

The movie was super fun though and was more fun than one would expect. We've got the sequel, Yes Precure 5 GoGo! already started for next year so we'll see if it deserves a 2nd 49 episode season or if it shoulda just been smushed all into one, an opinion I have had previously regarding Futari wa/Max Heart.

Suite Precure

Suite Precure was much more fun in comparison. Maybe it's because it's a later show so they learned how to do things, maybe I just liked the story and animation better. Whatever the case, Suite does a lot of things I enjoy.

Doofy villain trio? Check. Even doofier baby brained fairy? Check. Super good gal pals teaming up to beat up said villains? Quadruple check. Yea, the musical themed world and fairies and transformations are fun and I was happy when the Precure finally all assembled just for the musical tones accompanying it. I guess I don't have much to say just that I had fun watching this one a lot more.

Accompanying Yes Precure 5 GoGo, we have also started Doki Doki Precure so we're in the final laps of watching all the series. Then it's on to all the All Star movies and other related content!

Delicious Party Precure

The current running Precure, I like the designs a lot and parts of the story are good and cute. But I have a bone to pick, an axe to grind, a suggestion for future cures maybe. I'm probably being dumb but maybe they should just plan to have 45 episodes anymore because the delays that hit both this and Healin' Good a few years ago have hampered the story from feeling satisfying. Again, I know it's a show for babies but when the delays affect things this bad, maybe just plan for a shorter show and use the extra eps for throw off stuff, like when Tropical Rouge did its 11 Random Stories episode.

I'm being mean, I'm sorry about that. Precure is still good and I just get heated when it affects ones with characters I feel are made specifically for me. Ran wasn't hit as hard and screwed over like Hinata was because she atleast gets more time to show off. And what she can show off is just a wide array of facial expressions that I look forward to each week. Behold just a few examples.

Like I said, I still like the show and the characters but again, lackluster villains can really hinder a show I enjoy. Hear my suggestions Toei, suggestions from some random dingus on the internet across the world. I promise it's a good idea!

Lycoris Recoil

Hideo Kojima's anime of the year! This one I initially checked out because I kept seeing the meme going around of Chisato getting kicked in the back of the thigh and wondering "what's that from?" Well the answer is LycoReco, a show with girls and guns and action.

Lycoris is a secret organization which has high school girls trained for covert tactical ops and Takina has just been kicked out of the central command for putting her fellow agents at risk. The solution? Shack her up with Chisato, a peppy Lycoris member who is also on the out with the main command for just..doing as she pleases pretty much. It's a real odd couple situation, if they were gun wielding high school students for the government. LycoReco is an action thrill ride with hints of intrigue along the way that make you want to see what happens next week.

There's lots of fun little moments and character interactions, and one major secondary character who has a past you would not expect. And it's treated with way more care than you'd expect any popular media to really. It's a good show and just furthers the Yuri Aquarium Agenda. It's everywhere man, open your eyes!

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners

This is a game I haven't played and don't intend to play. That being said, I will always check out a Trigger show and this one was no exception. Edgerunners is a cool little show with a lot of action going on and it has that super stylized look that all Trigger shows have. There's a lot of fun characters and thankfully there is the ever present force of the Trigger Gremlin character, this time in the form of Rebecca.

The story isn't going out to break the mold, but the world and characters are cool as shit. I love the look of it and would gladly recommend it to others who want to see some crazy action scenes. It's not everyone's tastes and I do wish parts of it went different but I had a fun enough time to recommend it in the end so that as you will.

Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch From Mercury

I haven't watched a Gundam in a while and I don't really have a good reason why not. Maybe I'm lazy, maybe I'm a nerd who likes female protagonists more than male ones. Who knows! What I do know though is that I'm having fun watching Witch from Mercury and a large part of that is I just really like Suletta's design and character. This is honestly just a good year for characters who are bad at social interaction, though Suletta's feels different in comparison to say a Komi or (spoilers) a Kobeni.

The mystery of the Witches and the Gundam program slowly unraveling is keeping me going week to week and I look forward to the second part in the spring. Well, that and the Utena vibes being given off with the duels and bride system at the school. It's an interesting set up and I'm glad I started watchin. It also gave us more gremlins in the form of Chuchu who continues the proud Gundam tradition of just decking people in the face.

I hope their business does well!

Do It Yourself!!

Do you like videos about crafts? Do you like anime about girls doing random things and learning new skills? Then I have the show for you! Yua is learning how much she enjoys making things with her new club, even if she's very clumsy and injury prone. It's okay though cuz Pudding is there to look after her.

The show is a nice and comfy little thing with a bunch of very on the nose puns for names and honestly I don't think that's a bad thing. Jobko's actor has a very fun performance, even if her main joke is "foreign girl speaking Japanese." But you know what? It's an easy joke and I don't mind it.

Also I like the character designs in general, the colors are soft and cozy and really fit the characters well. Call me a sucker, but I'm always for cute friendships and DIY has it in spades.

Chainsaw Man

Chainsaw Maaaaan Chainsaw Maaaaan! Chainsaw Man is good and cool! It's a super fun manga and I think the anime did a pretty dang good adaption of it. The cast is fun and I think they cast them all really well. The action is good and even the bits of CG that look a bit wonky are on background characters so I don't really see that much of an issue.

Honestly, I don't know what all to say like...it made me wanna reread the manga again because it's just filled me with good memories of the first time I did so. Seriously, just go watch this and also read it. It's gritty and grungy and that's fucking cool.

Pictured: Intelligence

Mob Psycho 100

It's good to see Mob on this list again and that it hasn't had some change of animation studios affecting it like One Punch Man's second season. The effects are as bombastic as always and the battle are always on point with the visuals being some of the best I've seen this year which is kind of par the course for Mob, but it's still great to watch.

Of course, the main draw of Mob isn't the battles but it's seeing how Mob himself has grown over the course of the series. This season, our dear Shigeo is getting a little cocky even, thinking he's finally hit his popular time with girls. Follow Mob as he tries to come out on top and finally ask Tsubomi-chan out! Can he do it? The answer might surprise you! Or it might not if you've read the manga before.

Seriously though, it was great seeing Mob again and I still love how committed he is to those he cares about. It just goes to show that not every conflict needs to be solved with a fight, but with a heart to heart and I dunno, I just think that's a great lesson. Mob's greatest strength is his humanity and I think we can all agree, that's why we love him.

Bocchi the Rock

Rounding out the year for social anxiety, we have Bocchi the Rock. A show about an awkward girl who failed at forming a band in middle school and at social interactions throughout her life. A girl who is terrible at existing and would prefer to just keep herself walled up in her closet making youtube guitar videos for the masses. Bocchi is relatable sometimes in ways I feel like we all experience sometimes.

Bocchi finally gets her chance though, meeting up with Nijika and Ryo who are trying to find a guitarist for their band after the original one flaked. What follows is a blossoming friendship and the beginning to the Keissoku Band, ready to entertain the masses...if Bocchi can get the courage to play outside of a cardboard box and or trash can.

The show is seriously fun and another case of good expressions. I only got a few of Bocchi's here but she has so many I don't even know where to begin to be honest. Seeing her try to get the confidence along with her friends, while simultaneously melting down at anything even remotely social, is again something I think all of us can relate to sometimes. I'm happy for getting to know Bocchi and I kind of hope to see more down the road. If not, I appreciate what we got though.

Pop Team Epic

It's fucking back and it's just as fun as ever. More goofy bits, more random voice actor pairings and a fun new gimmick of them just chatting together at the end of each episode is just...it's great, I love it. Pop Team is still so good.

The parodies, the comedy, it's all still there and it's just what you want. The return of the Aoi Shota cinematic universe..just I can't praise it enough. You should go watch it, it's great. Here's a little spoiler of things to come if you do...

POP TEAM EPIC

So that's my anime list for the year. Like I said, it's a bunch of random things in mostly the order I watched them in throughout the year. Here's a couple more random things to tide you over!

Anime Movies I Enjoyed!

Pompo the Cinephile - Fun movie with real good animation Revue Starlight The Movie - Great music as always and some crazy scenes, so nice I saw it twice Dragonball Superhero - The Piccolo movie we always wanted, so nice I saw it twice pt 2 One Piece: Red - Good music, pretty fun movie over all Yuru Camp: The Movie - So good to see these girls again and just as comfy as ever. Made me wish my job felt as fulfilling as they did in the movie though

Show I Enjoyed but Can't Form a lot of words about! Gunbuster - It rules! Go watch it! It's rad!

Show With Oops Political Timing! Teppen - !!! - Doofy comedy show with a fun opening which had to hold back an ep due to the assassination of Shinzo Abe. Oops on unforeseeable events!

I can't think of much else so...I hope you had a good time reading and have a good 2023. Let's all be safe and not suck ok?

#MiyosDumbAnimeList

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Cress Book Quote Rp Meme

book three in the LC series by Marissa Meyer- feel free to edit quotes or change pronouns for rp purposes

“I promise, I will not let you die without being kissed.”

“Don’t tell me it took you two whole days to realize that you are in love with me. I must be losing my touch.”

“You can help me pick out a tiara when we’re done saving the world.”

“Right. I’m sure that poor etiquette is the number one reason for most failed revolutions.”

"I know you can hear me. I'm sorry my friend is such a wing nut. You can just ignore him."

"Do you think it was destiny that brought us together?"

"It starts with kidnapping the groom."

"The sky is gorgeous, intense blue color."

“Have you given any thought to your wedding vows?”

“Delete anything that has to do with love, respect, or joy, and I’ll sign on the dotted line.”

“I believe it is the mark of a great leader to question the decisions that came before him.”

“It turns out you are worth a lot of money on the black market.”

"Do you ever think before you speak?"

“Maybe great, epic romances don't just happen. We have to make them ourselves.”

“Wow, when you research, you really research, don't you?”

“So I’m going there, and I’m going to start a revolution.”

“If you honestly believe that then you really don't recognize true value when you see it.”

"Oh. Um. In a constellation, the brightest star is called the alpha. I thought maybe you meant that she's…like…your brightest star.

“You know, when I was a kid, I was tricked into thinking that princesses wore tiaras and hosted tea parties. Now that I've met a real princess, I must say, I'm kind of disappointed.”

"Is she blushing? She sounds like she's blushing."

"That is the best idea ever. Count me in.”

"Can we get back to these soldiers that are being rounded up, please?"

“Could you describe all those threats again because I feel like I missed something.”

"Very wanted criminal of me too.”

"Are you having a mental breakdown right now?”

"Maybe there's a little bit of a hero in me after all. But… really. Only a little.”

“Yeah, hold that thought while I go disable the speaker system.”

“Oh, for all the stars."

“Never underestimate the stealth of a criminal mastermind.”

"I prefer damsel in distress,"

“You’re not looking.”

“We are experiencing a level-one security breach and all elevators have been temporarily shut down. Please enjoy a hot cup of tea while we wait for clearance.”

“You know, if it was a bad kiss, you can just say so.”

“Everyone is trying to impress everyone else. Trying to make themselves out to be smarter or more confident than they actually are.”

I hate to break this to you, but I am sweaty and itchy and haven't brush my teeth in two days. This just isn't a good time for romance.”

“I like to maintain an air of mystery.”

“That’s not at all what I … Wait. Did you think it was a bad kiss?”

“We were going to die, you know.”

“Because the palace walls have been bleeding for years, and no one else sees it.”

“Don't try to push your swoony psychodrama on me.”

“It would be like those epic love affairs that exploded into existence and burned white hot for all eternity. The type of love that time and distance and death couldn't seperate”

“All right, damsel. Send over those coordinates.”

"I think I am in love with you."

“Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them.”

“We are obviously soul mates. Now please, stand up.”

“You’ve probably told lots of girls you loved them.”

“Well, yeah, but I would have reconsidered if I’d known you were going to hold it against me.”

“It was kind of nice to know that they were both wrong."

“For my next trick, I will win a staring contest with the moron in orange sunglasses.”

“Good. Because I need you. And those are not words that I throw around every day.”

“Although. . . somehow, I always pictured the princess . . . I don't know. In a dress.”

“She was a girl. A living girl, smart and sweet and awkward and unusual, and she was worth far more than they could ever realize.”

“I serve my princess. No one else.”

“I am not happy with this turn of events."

“Well, it’s annoying and we’re running out of time. Come on.”

"You'd rather take your chances with her?"

“Then stop going comatose on me!”

“He’s just gone inside to be heroic. I’m sure he’ll be glad to know you’re here. I believe he’s under the impression that you’re out in space somewhere.”

“I just needed some time to figure out who I was … am.”

"Because if I'd ruined that for you, I was going to feel like such a cad.”

“I can’t let anyone else die,”

“What do you suggest? You clearly know all about this political revolution stuff, so please enlighten me, O wrinkled one.”

“The only way through this is to fight.”

“She deserved it, the snake. After keeping my little golden bird locked up in her cage for so long.”

“I just think I’m not the best person to demonstrate all the goodness humanity has to offer. I don’t want you to be too disappointed when you realize that.”

“That you’re lonely, and I’m irresistible?”

“He did, in fact, look like a romance hero, all muscles and edges and chiseled bone structure. He also looked miserable.”

“Our country was built on a foundation of equality and togetherness, not prejudice and hatred.”

“When Rapunzel saw the prince, she fell over him and began to weep, and her tears dropped into his eyes”

No more secrets. I don't know if I can survive any more big reveals from you, so if you have anything else to tell me, out with it. Right now."

this is sweet, but aren’t I the first guy you’ve ever met? Come on, up you go.”

“She would have freedom, and friendships, and purpose. And she would be with him.”

“Because if there was one thing she knew about heroes, it was that they could not resist a damsel in distress. And she was nothing if not in distress.”

I'm almost afraid to ask, Your Majesty."

“As it turned out, being human was every bit as much fun as she'd always thought it would be.”

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