#takiya young

[kunigunda]

"On Thursday, August 24, Blendon Township Police murdered 21-year-old Ta’Kiya Young, a pregnant, Black mother of two. The state is conveniently leaving her family and community in the dark. One thing is clear: this is a state-sanctioned execution where the police officer appointed himself judge, jury, and executioner. Alleged petty theft (with no evidence presented) does not justify shooting someone point-blank and murdering them as they attempt to flee. The officers involved get paid administrative leave while two children are without their mother and would-be sibling. This criminalization and dehumanization of Black folks just trying to survive must end." "Ta’Kiya was a daughter. She was a mother. She was a person. She should still be here. Ta’Kiya deserved, at least, what we all deserve: due process, safety, and life. The community demands justice for Ta’Kiya Young!" via JUST

also: Community Demands

[doumekiss]

doumekiss 2023 fanfic masterlist

A Song of Ice and Fire

When You Were Young - 3/9 - (Lyanna/Howland)

Beyond Duty - 2/2 (Stannis/Catelyn)

Switched Fates - 4/? (Multiple ships and characters)

I am ash from your fire - oneshot (Elia/Rhaegar)

runs in the family - oneshot (Daenerys)

but I'll see you in my holiest dreams - oneshot (Sansa/Mya)

Be more like the man you were made to be - oneshot (Ned/Ashara)

I Can See You - oneshot (Cersei/Lyanna)

Four Girls Sansa Stark Could Have Loved - oneshot (Multiple pairings)

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Adventure Time

ten more minutes - oneshot (Marceline/Bonnibel)

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Anne with an E

one single thread of gold tied me to you - oneshot (Diana/Anne)

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Boy Meets World

Jump Rope Gazers - oneshot (Eric/Jack)

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Buffy The Vampire Slayer

2 A.M. - oneshot (Buffy/Faith)

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Community

Holding Hands at Disneyland - oneshot (Annie/Jeff)

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Chrestomanci

The Art of Saying Goodbye - oneshot (Conrad/Christopher)

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Discworld

A Missed Oportunity - oneshot (Vimes/Vetinari)

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Doctor Who

Placebo - 2/2 (Rory/11th Doctor)

Baby It's You - oneshot (Barbara/Ian)

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Dungeon Meshi

Oh...oh no - oneshot (Laios/Kabru)

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Fairy Tales

I’m not a queen, I am a woman take my hand - oneshot (Aurora/Snow White)

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Father Ted

Priests Do Not Feel Jealousy - oneshot (Ted/Dougal)

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Gilmore Girls

I no longer feel I have to be James Dean - oneshot (Rory/Jess)

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Good Omens

Practicing Gratitude (Aziraphale/Crowley)

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Gossip Girl

after all that we've been through I know we're cool - oneshot (Nate & Blair)

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Greek Mythology

he is not midas (you have always been golden) - oneshot (Ariadne/Dyonisus)

Most Beloved - oneshot (Penelope/Odysseus)

I Know love is mean - oneshot (Aphrodite/Helen)

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Hawkeye

I look up at the gaps of sunlight (I miss you more than anything) - 2/2 (Clint/Kate)

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How I Met Your Mother

The Canine Excuse - oneshot (Robin/Barney)

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Invader Zim

Hot Chocolate - oneshot (Dib & Zim)

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IT

just like heaven - oneshot (Richie/Eddie)

He is with You - oneshot (Bill & Mike)

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Kobayashi-san Chi No Dragon Maid

Lingerie - oneshot (Tohru/Kobayashi)

Managing Expectations - oneshot (Fafnir/Takiya)

Just a Cold - oneshot (Tohru/Kobayashi)

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Maleficent

The Beauty of Shadows - oneshot (Maleficent/Aurora)

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Mob Psycho 100

I could even learn how to love like you - oneshot (Mob & Reigen)

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Mean Girls

Come as you are - oneshot (Janis & Regina)

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Merlin

Are we out of the woods yet? - oneshot (Morgana/Gwen)

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Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Inside your head - 33/? (Dokja/Joonghyuk)

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Oshibudo

Private Message - oneshot (Maina/Eripiyo)

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Princess Tutu

Fairytale Logic - oneshot (Ahiru/Fakir)

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Ranma 1/2

When a Curse Stops Being a Curse - oneshot (Ranma/Akane)

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Red Dwarf

comfortable thoughts - oneshot (Rimmer/Lister)

frankenstein - oneshot (Rimmer/Lister + Frankie)

mutual benefit - oneshot (Rimmer/Lister)

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Seraphina

Positive Reinforcement - oneshot (Seraphina/Glisselda)

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Stardew Valley

Happy Wife, Happy Life - oneshot (Haley/F!Farmer)

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Stargate Atlantis

The Kirk Routine - oneshot (John/Rodney)

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Star Trek : Lower Decks

hits different 'cause it's you - oneshot (Mariner/Boimler)

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Star Trek: Voyager

James T. Kirk is Not Trying to Steal Your Boyfriend - oneshot (Icheb/Q Junior)

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Succession

love is a losing game - oneshot (Roman/Gerri)

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Supernatural

girl in the war - oneshot (Charlie/Jo)

the altar is my hips - oneshot (Dean/Castiel)

Dean Winchester’s Amazing Transparent Closet - oneshot (Sam & Dean, Castiel/Dean)

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The Breakfast Club

Pretty in Black - oneshot (Allison/Andrew)

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The Goldfinch

loving him was red - oneshot (Boris/Theo)

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The Locked Tomb

About Last Night... -1/? (Gideon/Harrow)

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The Mighty Boosh

Colour my life with the chaos of trouble - oneshot (Vince/Howard)

Let's Buy a Zoo - oneshot (Vince/Howard)

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The Office

I know who I want to take me home - oneshot (Oscar/Andy)

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xxxHolic

love is natural and real (but not for such as you and I, my love) - oneshot (Doumeki/Watanuki, Doumeki/Kohane)

A Kinder Life - 4/? (Watanuki & Sakura & Syaoran & Touya, Doumeki/Watanuki)

For Good Luck - oneshot (Doumeki/Watanuki)

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Yellowjackets

first love/late spring - oneshot (Taissa/Van)

Lady Lazarus - oneshot (Lottie/Laura)

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I was only gonna post this at the end of the year but I think it might be best to just keep it pinned and updating as I post

[usnewsper-business]

Pregnant Woman Shot and Killed by Police in Ohio #policeshootingpregnantwoman #policeshootingpregnantwomanOhio #pregnantwomanshotbypolice #pregnantwomanshotbypoliceOhio #TakiyaYoung

[usnewsper-politics]

Pregnant Woman Shot and Killed by Police in Ohio #policeshootingpregnantwoman #policeshootingpregnantwomanOhio #pregnantwomanshotbypolice #pregnantwomanshotbypoliceOhio #TakiyaYoung

[entretodosdigital]

Mata policía de Ohio a mujer afroamericana embarazada

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Mata policía de Ohio a mujer afroamericana embarazada

Estados Unidos .- La Policía de Ohio reveló un video que muestra el momento en el que un oficial disparó contra una mujer de color, quien estaba embarazada, en un estacionamiento de Blendon.

¿Cómo disparó el policía contra mujer negra embarazada en Ohio?

El video, mismo que fue retomado en Twitter, muestra a un oficial parado junto al coche de Ta’Kiya Young mientras le pide que salga.

???????? | LO ÚLTIMO: Policía Mata a Tiros a Mujer Embarazada en Ohio, Estados Unidos. En un trágico incidente que ha sacudido a la comunidad de Westerville, Ohio, un oficial de policía disparó y mató a una mujer embarazada de 21 años, Takiya Young, el pasado martes. El hecho ocurrió… pic.twitter.com/NQd1yD9kWc

— Alerta Mundial (@AlertaMundial2) September 1, 2023

En la misma toma, un segundo oficial rodea el frente del vehículo y apunta con un arma al parabrisas, y también le pide que descienda.

En tanto, se puede ver a la mujer de color girando las ruedas a la derecha, alejándose del policía, antes de que el automóvil se empiece a mover hacia él.

Sin embargo, lo empuja hacia atrás, mientras él pone su mano izquierda en el vidrio, sosteniendo su arma con la mano derecha.

Finalmente, el coche de Ta’Kiya Young lo golpea en la pierna y al mismo tiempo dispara un tiro contra el parabrisas.

La mujer de color, de 21 años y quien estaba embarazada, murió horas después en un hospital cercano, su hija por nacer tampoco sobrevivió.

¿Por qué ocurrió el ataque contra la mujer en Ohio?

El ataque contra Ta’Kiya Young ocurrió en una tienda de comestibles en Blendon, a 24 kilómetros al noreste de Columbus, en Estados Unidos, el pasado 24 de agosto.

“Una sospechosa de robo atropelló con su coche a uno de mis agentes y el agente disparó un solo tiro a través del parabrisas”, expresó John Belford, jefe de la Policía.

Los oficiales confrontaron a la mujer de color, de 21 años, después de que un empleado del lugar afirmara que ella estaba entre varias personas que habían robado licor.

Sin embargo, Sean Walton, el abogado de la familia de Ta’Kiya Young, dijo que ella sólo era una víctima.

“Exigimos responsabilidad por dos vidas preciosas: Ta’Kiya y su hija por nacer”, expresó en un comunicado.

La muerte de Young se encuentra entre una serie de casos recientes de alto perfil por parte de agentes de la policía, a quienes se acusa del uso excesivo de la fuerza contra personas de color.

Fuente/Reportero: Unotv.

[raamitsu]

thank you @strawberryclementine and @yuzuhinas for the asks and i’m truly apologized for this very late response 🙏🏼🙏🏼🤍

here’s my ten different favorite characters from different pieces of media (no particular order) :

sabaku no gaara from naruto/shippuden! (side note: he’s my first love and will always be 🥰)

levi ackermann from shingeki no kyojin. (side note: i know yall are getting tired of him but i love him and i’ll forever love this mf for life 🥺 he’s an unforgettable love)

satoru gojo from jujutsu kaisen (side note: is gege hating gojo cuz he’s gojo satoru or is gege hating gojo cuz he’s akutami gege?)

yachiru/retsu unohana from bleach. (side note: idc if she’s dead, she’s still a GOAT to me!)

nico robin from one piece. (side note: she’s one of my fav characters that is the closest to my personality but i’m more dramatic, adding with a sense of dark humor)

khun aguero agnis from tower of God. (side note: need him in his timeskip appearance asap cuz he’s so fucking FINEEEEEE)

genji takiya from crows zero/2. (side note: if he’s an actor in this era, as young as he was in this gif above, yall… i’m afraid i would DEVOUR him.)

jacob portman from miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children. (side note: this movie is so damn underrated and it makes me sad)

[scrapcheese]

Dragon maid: rewritten

Ok i love dragon maid but also the attachment formed in the first place because its the first show i watched where the main couple was not a straight one. And I also really like the characters and *most of* their dynamics, like how tohru, kobayashi and kanna are like found family, takiya and fafnir’s bromance, elma and her food, etc.

 However, i hate the weird thing with Shouta and Lucoa? Like he’s a child maam? also i hate the way Kanna feels like a child purposely written to be vaguely sexual like what was that twister episode? why is that the way her and saikawa, TWO YOUNG CHILDREN, are portrayed?? its so weird????? like crushes are normal, whatever they made those kids do was not?? 

So my solution is I take existing content, filter out the parts I don’t like and just have a different canon version in my head that I like more. lets call this version of it rw!dm (short for rewritten!dragon maid) because im lazy

Essentially, everything in rw!dm is automatically less fanservicey in general, whether it be the character designs, character relationships/dynamics or how certain characters are portrayed. 

This means that in rw!dragon, Lucoa and Shouta’s relationship isn’t some weird shotacon master-servant thing anymore, Lucoa is now just an older sister figure / cool aunt figure. (I mean in canon, shouta’s classmates literally think that Lucoa is his older sister, come on now)

Another minor thing I changed is that Kanna now has regular socks instead of whatever she has in the show. Because why would you give a child-coded character thigh highs thats just kinda weird ngl oh and all the weird kanna and saikawa stuff doesn’t exist in this world. (not their relationship itself, mostly just the sus parts that happen in show, you know what i’m talking about) THEY’RE KIDS. mostly still angry about that 

That’s about it for now.

[dragonmaided]

So to provide a certain incoming wrecking ball...

The director calls Kobayashi in with a request.

Apparently, they want them to entertain the daughter of a very important client during their stay in Japan.

It turns out to be that redheaded young woman from earlier, dressed quite nicely in a business suit sitting nice and comfortably in an office chair while looking like a supervillain with what appears to be a black cat curled up on her lap and a big smirk on her face.

As for why them and not say... Elma or Takiya.... It's apparently due to experience and neutrality with a certain subject matter... of which is implied and not stated.

The good news is that the company would be footing the bill... The bad news is that she's obviously finding the situation rather amusing.

What now?

Kobayash had called off for the week.

She had called off for the week.

Right when the change happened, one week off. She was busy looking for Ilulu. But apparently the dragon had absconded to the world she came from. Something about recharging magic. Sooooooo convenient seeing as she turned her into a boy.

And the company had the gal to call her on one of those days off, push this on her, then hang up before she could say no?! She was a hard worker, even willing to work overtime to get stuff done. But this was ridiculous! And it wasn't even programming work! It was babysitting!

To top it off, it was the pervy weirdo from another world. She had a massive headache from this. Why did things have to be so difficult?

"Okay, what do you really want? You didn't make the best impression before."

[soloragoldsun]

Pride Month Recommendations: Days 25-26

For today’s belated list of Pride Recs, I’m going to give you two anime series that I greatly enjoy: Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid and Yuri on Ice.

Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid is about the relationship between Tohru, a shapeshifting dragon who fled her home dimension, and Kobayashi, a young woman who has been mostly drifting through her life. Tohru appears at Kobayashi’s door, saying that she was given permission to stay with Kobayashi in exchange for being her maid. Though Kobayashi only has faint memories of the incident in question, she agrees. Soon after, a young dragon named Kanna joins their household. This anime is a sweet slice-of-life series that shows how Kobayashi’s life improves as she builds a family with Tohru and Kanna. There’s also a friendship/relationship that forms between Kobayashi’s otaku friend Takiya, and a dragon named Fafnir.

One warning I will give about this anime is that there’s a distasteful “running gag” that appears in the later episodes. A very well-endowed dragon named Quetzalcoatl (Lucoa for short) starts living in the household of young boy named Shouta. There are several scenes involving her unknowingly flustering him by sleeping next to him, asking him to put sunscreen on her in the beach episode, etc. There aren’t many scenes of this, and the anime plays it as her not knowing what she’s doing. The manga, from what I’ve heard, plays her behavior as being intentional, which is why I’m only recommending the anime.

As for Yuri on Ice, I’m sure you’ve heard of it already. It’s an anime about Yuri, a figure skater who returns to his hometown after a crushing defeat in the Grand Prix. After a video of him mimicking a routine by his idol, Victor, goes viral, Victor decides to become Yuri’s coach. The anime not only shows a growing romance between Victor and Yuri, but it delves into how Yuri regains his confidence and grows as a skater and a person. There are other characters as well, including Yurio, a young skater from Russia who acts as Yuri’s rival and has a wonderful character arc of his own. This series made me ridiculously happy from beginning to end, and I can’t recommend it enough!

[daughter-of-war]

Oh my god... not only lesbians... but soft background gays... I love Makoto and Fafnir... Makoto is so in love... we all thought he was straight... we were fools...

[earthnashes]

MKDM headcanon stoof 2

 I hope you all had a happy thanksgiving yesterday! Oooor if you don’t celebrate it a good day! c: In the meantime I’ve come bearing more Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid headcanons. uwu

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- The whole gang consider themselves a family and you can’t tell me otherwise. The dragons even go as far as to call it their new “clan”, of which I’d imagine is a big deal for them. In dragon culture I’d imagine to be a part of a clan is more than being a part of a family, but being part of each other’s very existence, to pledge loyalty so fierce it follows them even in death. Being without clan can be damning for a dragon. ;-;

- I’ve always assumed “Kobayashi” was her last name (since Kanna and Tohru adopt it as their last names) and the name she most preferred to be referred to as. She and Takiya share that similarity, preferring their last name over their first. But unlike Takiya, who’s first name is Makoto, as far as I’ve seen Kobayashi’s first name was never stated.

So that got me thinkin’... what would her first name be? It’s actually a lot harder than I originally figured but like... the name that’s stickin’ with me after hours of searching is Ren. Ren Kobayashi??? Hm. :/

-Kobayashi has a small scar a between her ear and her right eye (just below the temple), the spot where Tohru’s father shot when he broke her glasses. He’s too precise to have actually hit Kobayashi, but the force of which the glasses broke did cut deep enough to leave a mark. It’s become a habit of Tohru’s to touch the scar whenever she’s holding Kobayashi, either by giving the scar a gentle kiss or running her thumb over it when caressing her face. The scar serves as a reminder for both: when Tohru was nearly taken away from the world and when Kobayashi threw herself between one of the strongest beings in the universe to protect Tohru. ;-;

-Tohru and Kanna find Kobayashi’s scent comforting and nice, something grounding when they feel sad or scared or anxious. It’s to the point where they will actively seek it out. That’s right.... I’m talkin’ wearing her clothes, primarily her shirts. It got to the point where Kobayashi had to put a stop to it (she was running out of shirts to wear too quickly!) but after they kinda had a sit down to explain why they were doing it, a compromise was reached. One of Kobayashi’s most favorite hoodies, an oversized black jacket with the Skyrim dragon logo on it: looks huge on Kobayashi herself but fits well on Tohru, she gives the dragon this hoodie, of which she almost always wears whenever she’s out of her maid outfit and lounging about the apartment. 

Meanwhile Kobayashi gives Kanna a small stuffed bear she periodically hugs at the child’s request. She’s taken to putting glasses on it and named it  “Kumayashi”. uwu

-Yoooo speaking of Skyrim, I’d like to think that’s one of Kobayashi’s and Takiya’s favorite games. And given Takiya’s passtime in gaming development, I think it’d be rad if he made mods for it (such as one he made for himself and Kobayashi, which gives them a wide variety of butler and maid outfits to wear). What I think would be cool, though, is if Tohru and Fafnir becomes interested in the game because it has dragons in it... only to be almost offended at how they’re portrayed in the game. Where’s the variety? The power? The dignity? And this Alduin character, the strongest dragon it has? Pathetic, he could barely pillage a village by himself! Yet despite their harsh criticism to how poorly the dragons are made in game, they can’t help but play it. Uh, well. Tohru at least likes watching Kobayashi play it, Fafnir refuses to play it.

-Which leads into my next idea! After the travesty committed by Skyrim and their portrayal of dragons, Fafnir could maybe ask (or demand) Takiya to make it better. Enter Takiya engaging in one of his most ambitious projects in the whole of his indie game development career, in which he makes a game where you play as a dragon. Aaaaaaand now I’m thinking about how that game would play and look like. Shit. :/

-Riko is the only human in their ragtag clan that doesn’t know half of them are dragons. I assume she’d suspect something isn’t exactly... well, normal about Kanna’s weird family, but hey, she’s part of it and that’s all she could really ask for. I’d imagine it won’t be long before Kanna tells her though (after discussing it with Tohru and Kobayashi), and it somehow morphs into some weird but oddly endearing “welcome to the clan!” party the gang throws where every dragon present reveals their dragon form to the child.

Riko passes out. She recovers well enough, but then she sees Kanna in her dragon form. And she promptly passes out again, this time over how floofy the young dragon is.

-The longest the Kobayashi fam’s been apart from one another (not including the time Tohru was taken away) is when Kobayashi has to go on a business trip. It’s rare that it happens but it’s cropped up in the past once before: a few of the best workers in the office is sent cross-country to help a sister company or affiliated company either entirely redo their work, or help them catch up if they’re falling severely behind. Sometimes they’re sent out to produce a product for another company. The trips are all-expenses paid with a hearty bonus for the work, but they are by no means a vacation. This time it’s for an entire two weeks, and the folks going include Kobayashi, Takiya, and Elma (who I think would have become pretty competent in their work at this point).

Tohru and Kanna nearly have heart attacks over it, not that Kobayashi fared much better. A curious thing that, her feeling nervous and lost about leaving home when she’s done such a trip before, and for a longer period of time too and had felt completely fine. No level of reassurance of “it’s only two weeks” and “’l’ll be back soon” or “I’ll call every day” helps the situation any. If anything it just reminds everyone that Kobayashi won’t be home for and entire two weeks.

Fafnir and Takiya don’t handle it much better. Takiya initially assumes Fafnir would be fine on his own, given his calm and callous demeanor, but it’s soon made clear he isn’t as accepting to the idea as he originally thought he would. The moment he told Fafnir he was going on a trip that he couldn’t come with him for that very reason, the dragon tensed so hard the human could hear his bones creaking. Then he outright said Takiya wasn’t going. It was probably the closest to an argument the two had (and the first too).

It’s only after Elma sits the dragons down and outright pledges to keep their humans safe, at the cost of her own life should the need arises, that they finally, reluctantly, relent. Not that it makes them feel that much better. The goodbye at the airport was far more heartbreaking than what it had any right to be.

But when they finally return, everyone feels the world is whole again. uwu

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Haha so I’m not gon’ lie that last one is somethin’ I wanna write a fic about but I’m nervous I can’t quite capture the emotion behind it through words myself. I mean I could try, maybe even in comic-esque form????? I dunno man. :/

BUT YUH THAR YOU GO. More stuff of me being trash for this anime and damn does it feel good. c:

[royal-sapphics]

Ms. Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid review

Greetings~

Ever wanted a dragon who is also your maid?

Yeah, today I am going to review the anime ‘Ms. Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid’!

story

It’s an 12 episode long anime (season 2 announced) about a more androgyn looking woman called Kobayashi. She lives alone and gas an normal job. Til one day she got very drunk and freed an dragon called Tohru. She shows up in front of Kobayashi’s door then, but transforms into a human (though her horns and tail are still shown) after Kobayashi almost got an heart attack. Tohru isn’t just grateful, that she got released, she also fell in love with Kobayashi. And there their story begins. While the story continues, more dragons show up and Kobayashi’s live changes drastically.

style

The anime has a supernatural slice of life style. If you are into epic battles or dramatic romance stories, you are wrong here. “Ms. Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid” has a very warm and chill atmosphere, it manages to put magical dragons with superpowers in the set of a normal human world. The style of this anime is very simple but also ultra cute. I guess, most of you already know who Kanna Kamui is. But let’s get to that later. For the record though, she is one of the cutest of all the characters. Pff, what am I saying? She is the cutest girl in the show. A young dragon, who needs to be protected.

characters

Ms. Kobayashi

Our main protagonist is a kind of boring normal woman. She has an average job, a flat for herself and one geeky friend. Ms. Kobayashi also has a special spot in her heart for maids. She loves the classic maids who cook, clean and take care of her master. Which is why Tohru also wanted to start as a maid for her. Kobayashi is very mature. She usually is cold headed and chill, though Tohru isn’t easy to teach being a ‘normal’ maid. Her life was very average and boring before she met Tohru, she got used to live with her and Kanna like a little family.

Tohru

Kobayashi’s first encounter with a magical creature: a dragon. Tohru can transform into a dragon, has magical powers and can even create portals. But can Tohru be a good maid? Well, she tries her best. But serving Kobayashi her poisonous tail or licking her clothes... isn’t what Kobayashi expects from a good maid. Tohru is in love with her Kobayashi. It isn’t really revealed yet if Kobayashi has similar feelings for Tohru. But they get along and both got attached to each other. Tohru is a more bubbly, happy but also a impulsiv sometimes. She can get jealous if Kobayashi’s together with someone else besides her. Kobayashi’s colleague and friend for example. She is also something like a big sister for Kanna.

Kanna

Kanna is the youngest dragon and pretty much a child. She lives together with Tohru and Kobayashi and goes to elementary school. Where she met her friend Saikawa. A girl at her age, who is in love with her. Kanna needs electricity to gain energy. She is known on the internet for her big thicc thighs, which kinda resulted in a ‚meme‘ and fetish, popular till today. This little child still needs to be protected. She comes over as cool and emotionless, because her face barely shows any reaction. Her character is that of a child her age but she seems also clever and mature sometimes. Usually she is the little dragon girl, who wants a normal child life.

Other side characters

Lucoa

A goddess with a friendly personality. Known for her big bust size.

Elma

Tohru‘s enemy from the past. Loves sweets.

Fafnir

A dragon who used to hate humans.

Makoto Takiya

Co-worker of Kobayashi. Closet otaku.

My recommendation

I would recommend „Ms. Kobayashi‘s Dragon Maid“ to everyone who loves unusual slice of life anime. The show isn‘t your typical ‚cute girls are doing cute things‘ and it isn‘t a highschool Yuri love story. Sure the Yuri is more subtle in this anime but we have two different grown woman who progressed their personality through each other, who learned from each other. And the young love of two elementary school kids. It still opens the question if the love stories are just one sided. The Tohru‘s and Saikawa‘s love and affection for her loved one is still adorable. I look forward to season two. The show is cute and different from other slice if life shows. It‘s not getting boring and it doesen‘t matter if they had a dragon flight trip or went to the mall. The characters interactions are interesting and their development is entertaining.

If you want to watch a chill cute show about dragons and humans living together, watch „Ms. Kobayashi‘s Dragon Maid“.

I hope you liked my review and see you next time~

Ms. Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid is a popular anime, made by Kyoto Animation. #PrayforKyoAni

[usnewsper-business]

Pregnant Woman Takiya Young Fatally Shot By Police, Video Released #fatalpoliceshooting #Policeshooting #pregnantwomanshot #TakiyaYoung #videoofshooting

[joaquinwhorres]

Into the Rush

Summary: You’ve been dreaming about your first college party since high school. But the asshole with the Eyebrows who’s apparently part of that teen boy band you never got into? Added bonus. 

Pairing: Kendall Knight x Reader (slight Logan Mitchell x OC) 

Word Count: 5,473

Author’s Note: I don’t even know what to say about it except for I’ve already have more, and I love Big Time Rush. P.S. If you mildly enjoy this, please message me or send an ask because I could use some validation.

Warnings: Underage drinking. Mentions of sex (between background characters)

There was nothing quite like being surrounded by a group of strangers.

Getting lost in the rowdiness of the crowd was exhilarating. You thrived on the energy, as if the rest of the time you weren't fully alive, weren't fully on.

The sentiment was cliche as shit, sure, but it didn't make the experience any less incredible.

And this party was fucking incredible.

A jolt of pain shot up your hand as your roommate tightened her grip, her fingers crushing yours with a surprising amount of force for someone of her stature.

If you had to guess, she didn't share your excitement.

You had only been here ten minutes, and it was already the second time she had caused you to lose feeling in the tips of your fingers.

"You ok?" you shouted back to her, wiggling your fingers in an effort to get her to relax her grip.

"I'm fine." She gave a fleeting, less than half-hearted smile, and you let your gaze narrow onto her. Her attention had already been pulled away though, eyes darting around the room as if she was cataloging every available exit and exactly what path she would need to take to get out.

"You're sure you're good to go back in there?" you gestured with your head to the living room which was even more crowded.

"Yeah," she nodded, and you looked at her for a second more before shoving your way past the other people swarming towards the kitchen island turned makeshift bar.

You paused as you reached the doorway to the living room, not just because too many people were coming into the kitchen and effectively blocking your way, but to enjoy the scene from the outside.

Whenever you had pictured college, it had always looked exactly like this.

Couples pressed against one another, hands roving and bodies colliding. Friends formed circles of various sizes to laugh and dance together and block out outsiders. Strangers stood feet apart, attempting to coax the other person to come closer, that they were worth it. The room was dotted with red solo cups and Keystone. You wanted in.

Unwilling to let another person bar your path, you spotted an opening and jumped towards it, tugging your roommate Behind you. A chorus of angry shouts followed behind you, but you couldn't give less of a shit even as your roommate mumbled apologies in your wake.

You pushed forward holding your cup ahead of you like a torch, guiding the pair of you through the crowd and closer to the makeshift stage a boy with dreadlocks was making his way through a Twenty One Pilots song.

You took a sip of your jungle juice, eyeing him up and letting your hips sway along, your roommate coming to stand next to you. While you should have expected parties in LA to be different from those in Philly, you hadn't considered the fact that people would take any opportunity to perform.

"This is great!" you shouted over to your roommate who stood, completely still, staring up at the performer. She jerked in surprise before turning to you.

"Yeah," she nodded again, and something about the motion hit you.

You furrowed your brow slightly, looking at her. "Is this your first party?" You tried to keep the incredulity out of your voice. Really, you did. But you could tell you failed as she flushed and looked away, her eyes landing on a couple that obviously couldn’t wait for a bedroom to open up. She turned an even brighter red and looked back at you. "Is it that obvious?" she mumbled, using her free hand to brush a lock of hair behind her ear. "You just need to relax a little," you shook your head with a smile.

She bit her lip, clutching her cup even tighter. You could have laughed at her. You did.

"Just start dancing. Have fun," you said, prying one of her hands off the cup and lacing it with yours, holding your hands up and forcing her to dance closer.

"I don't know," she protested, but the corner of her lips turned up a little bit and she began to twist.

"You don't know?" you echoed, before taking a long sip of your cup even as you continued to dance.

"I mean I want to have fun," she paused while you continued dancing. "I just…parties weren't really my thing…not that I didn't…I was busy in high school, and—"

"Hey," you laughed, shaking your head to stop her. "You don't need to make excuses, it's fine. Not everyone's a young delinquent like me." In all honesty, even though you had only met the girl twelve hours ago or so, you had been mildly surprised when she agreed to come out with you. She just had the "good girl" vibe about her. You attributed this to the fact that she had already bought all of her textbooks and had given you look of absolute terror when you walked into your room with four other girls from your floor.

Your roommate let out an exhale that could have been a relieved laugh. "Thanks. I promise I'm trying not to be so lame."

"I know I don't know you, but I have a feeling that you're totally not lame," you said, reassuringly. "But hey, cheers to your first party," you announced, holding out your cup. She tapped hers against yours, and both of you drank, you lifting your cup up completely and finishing half of your drink. She took a single small sip.

Baby steps.

It took half an hour for your roommate to relax enough to allow herself to dance.

It was another half hour before she would really dance with you.

For someone who didn't go out, you were shocked at how fluidly she was able to move–like the music was just a part of her, carrying her away from the crowded room and into another place completely.

For a little, you were convinced that she was just a lightweight and that the alcohol had kicked in and drowned out her worries. But when you chanced a glance into her cup, you couldn't help but notice that it was still two thirds full even though you were well into your second one.

As such, it was unsurprising that you really had to use the bathroom and she was completely fine.

"I'll come with you though," she offered, shouting over the new duo of girls who seemed to be trying to bring back pop punk.

You had opened your mouth to respond when your eyes fell over her shoulder, and you caught sight of a boy who stood a little ways back in the crowd. It wasn't so much that he was good looking—although he definitely was with his flattop and strong jaw and impressive taste in clothes–it was the look he was giving the back of your roommate's head. He stood slightly slack-jawed, his eyes glued to her even as someone waved a hand in front of his face.

Your gaze shifted back to your roommate who was looking expectantly at you. "Nah, it's fine," you waved a hand dismissively. "Just stay here so I can find you when I come back."

"Ok," she nodded hesitantly, and you turned to begin making your way to the back of the living room, towards the hallway that separated the bedrooms from the rest of the house.

The crowd was noticeably thinner back there, most seeming to prefer thronging the stage. So, as you made your way towards the closed door at the end of the hallway, you caught bits and pieces of people's conversations. You learned that Jay was here with that bitch Takiya and that Addison was wearing the same outfit here as she did to that party three weeks ago. As if no one would notice.

You rolled your eyes, taking a spot next to the boy who was already waiting next to the door. He glanced over to you out of the corner of his eye as he leaned his head back against the wall, staring up at the ceiling.

You returned the glance, eyes giving him a calculating once over. His blonde hair was swept up carelessly as if stuck that way from when he rolled out of bed, and he had the beginnings of a beard–more scruff than anything else. You couldn't decide if he was going for hipster or throwback to grunge with his dark jeans, black t-shirt, and open red plaid button up. Not bad.

You took a side step closer, and leaned back against the wall with him, waiting to see if he picked up a conversation.

He didn't.

You waited for a song and a half before you finally spoke up.

"This is the line for the bathroom, right? We're not just standing back here being a couple of antisocial hipsters?"

He snorted, looking over at you, and your eyes widened slightly as you got a good look at his face. It was objectively attractive. With his piercing gaze and the slightly bored look of someone who had nothing to prove. But his most noticeable feature–the surprisingly attractive one–were his dark, thick eyebrows. You had never found eyebrows attractive before, and you doubted you ever would after this moment. But still. Hot damn.

"Yeah." How he managed to pack so much derision into one word, you'd never know, but your body acted on instinct, your eyes rolling of their own accord.

"What?" he asked, pulling back a little to look at you.

"Sorry, that's just my natural reflex to a complete stranger giving me unnecessary amounts of sass."

"All I did was answer your question," he argued, his voice turning defensive.

"Yeah," you echoed his earlier tone, turning to look back out across the party and away from Eyebrows.

You hated it when cute boys turned out to be assholes.

Although you had to say that you were a little surprised he left it at that as opposed to insisting he win the confrontation. Instead, the two of you waited in silence song after song until the band finally announced that they were about to play their last song.

By this point, you were certain that if you had to wait another minute you were going to pee yourself. Right here and now.

"What is taking so long," you mumbled to yourself, Eyebrows startling a little as you walked past him to bang on the door.

"I would just wait." He sounded exasperated as he looked down at you. As if you had tried knocking on the door five times before and hadn’t just been waiting in silence for the past ten minutes.

“Yeah, not my thing,” you brushed him off, hitting your palm against the door. “Hey, come on, there are people out here waiting.”

There was no response, just the sound of the band moving into the chorus of "Stitches" which really was a better pop than punk song. “Hello?” you called, knocking again.

Again, nothing.

Your hand reached for the doorknob, and you felt it begin turn. "Did you seriously not even try to–" you were cut off mid-sentence as the door opened to reveal a couple int he middle of a moment. You pulled the door shut as quickly as possible as the boy behind you let out a bark of laughter.

"I told you to wait."

You glared back at him even as you banged on the door for the third time. "If it's taking this long, then you're not doing it right! There's a magical little spot that'll get it done, and if you can’t find it, stop taking up the bathroom and give up.”

The boy's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open.

You huffed. "I have to pee. I don’t have time for them to figure out erogenous zones.”

A high pitched moan and an uncomfortable guttural sound came through the door. A mutual feeling of revulsion swept through you both, and you had just recovered when the door behind you swung open and nearly nailed you in the back.

The couple shuffled past, Eyebrows following their progress with the ghost of disgust still on his face. You took the opportunity to slip into the bathroom.

"Hey!" he shouted quickly, throwing a hand onto the door to push it open.

"Yeah, I don't even know your name, so you're not coming in with me," you shook your head, pushing the door more closed. He flushed but didn't step away.

"I've been waiting for like twenty minutes. I have to go," he protested.

You winced sympathetically. "That really sucks," you commented before continuing to push the door closed. "Maybe next time you'll grow a pair and knock on the door." You put your full body weight against the door, finally hearing the telltale click and swiftly locking it before he could try to get in again.

He slapped his palm against the door. "Not cool!" his voice sounded through the wood. You just smiled as you reveled in your victory.

He honestly couldn't even complain that much. It took you all of four minutes to go to the bathroom, wash your hands, and unlock the door. "All yours," you announced, turning to the place where he had previously been standing, your eyes falling on two girls with obviously flat ironed blonde hair. Your brow furrowed as you quickly scanned the vicinity for him. He was nowhere in sight.

Confused, you headed back to your roommate, finding her in exactly the same spot you had left her.

And unfortunately alone.

"Hey!" she shouted over to you, handing back your cup of jungle juice. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You've been gone a while," she commented, looking you over.

"I had to wait forever," you sighed, shaking your head a little. "There was a couple finishing up in the bathroom." You punctuated the sentence by taking a sip from your cup, watching as her face took on a look of disgust that almost rivaled Eyebrows'. You choked on your drink as you snorted.

"What?" she asked, defensively, and you shook your head, swallowing down your drink.

"Nothing, it was just the look on your face."

Her face morphed into something more unsure, and for a second you were left wondering if you said something wrong. It hit you that maybe you should have taken more time to get to know your new roommate. In your head, you had thought that getting drunk and hitting up your first college party together would be the perfect icebreaker. The alcohol would help ease the awkwardness of "get to know you" questions, and after a night of partying there was no way you'd come out without shared stories and inside jokes.

But looking at her, half a cup into her drink and still tenser than anyone else in this whole house, you were beginning to sense you had made a mistake.

"Talk to me, baby I'm going blind from this sweet-sweet craving, whoa-oh"

Your attention suddenly snapped to the new band up on the stage. "Holy shit," you swore, your eyes falling on the lead singer who was walking towards the crowd.

"Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean."

You suddenly understood Eyebrows' desperation.

"That asshole can sing," you muttered, your eyes following him as he winked at a girl near the edge of the makeshift stage before turning around to sing with the boy who had been staring at your roommate.

It was your roommate's turn to look confused as her eyes flitted between you and Eyebrows and then back to you. "You don't know him? Them?" she corrected herself quickly.

"Should I?" you asked, drinking more of your jungle juice as you watched him move to stand next to a boy with tanned skin, wearing a blue and black striped t-shirt.

"That's Big Time Rush." Her voice sounded disbelieving as if there was no way on earth you wouldn't recognize Big Time Rush on sight.

"Oh," you shrugged, watching now as Eyebrows seemed to get lost in his own music, falling into perfectly synchronized dance steps with the other boys in the band.

"You've never heard of Big Time Rush?" she asked, looking at you as if you were crazy. You were starting to think you might be if she had heard of them and you hadn't.

"I mean, I knew they were a band, and I'd heard a few songs, but boy bands weren't really my thing."

"They had some pop hits," she defended so quickly that you took your eyes away from them long enough to smirk at her. She stumbled for the right words. "I–I mean. I'm just surprised they didn't play them at your parties."

"This wasn't the kind of music they played at my parties," you shook your head, looking back at the stage in time to see the brown-haired boy from the crowd catch sight of your roommate and stumble a step. You grinned as Eyebrows shot him a questioning look as the tall, thin fourth member subtly shook his head.

"So who's who?" you asked, stepping closer to her. "Like, who's that?" You pointed to the one who was attempting to brush off his mistake and get back into the song.

Your roommate flushed, "Um, that's Logan," she mumbled quickly. Before you could quiz her on the rest of their names or even ask why she was blushing so hard, the song ended and a familiar voice spoke over the mic.

"How we all doing tonight?" The crowd cheered in response, and you snorted, rolling your eyes. Why did every band insist on asking the audience how they were doing? As if between sets suddenly some emotional catastrophe had happened to the crowd.

"Better than you!" The words had left you before you really knew what you were doing, and your roommate's head snapped towards you.

Eyebrows looked out over the crowd as if trying to find the source of the voice before his eyes fell on you. You smirked and raised your eyebrows. To your surprise, he smirked as well.

"Just wait," he said, before pulling back to join the rest of the band. People in the crowd chuckled a little, as if unsure about what the appropriate response to the exchange was and waiting for him to move on. "It's gonna be a Big Night." There was a small cheer from the crowd at the announcement as the band launched into their next song, apparently an original since you didn't recognize it.

You listened to every song Big Time Rush played; from the covers to the originals which you vaguely remembered your gym teacher playing while he made you shoot baskets—probably in some misguided effort to be "hip."

The songs were pop-y and boy-band-y and you didn't particularly enjoy them, but the alcohol seemed to finally settle into you, a pleasant buzz coursing through your veins, urging you to dance along with the strangers who pressed in on you from all sides. And their songs were good for that.

You didn't leave the living room until the band did. Even then you waited another song before grabbing your roommate's hand and dragging her outside claiming that you needed some air.

And a third cup of jungle juice.

As you stepped out into the back patio, your eyes immediately fell onto large folding tables set up in the back where there seemed to be three different games of flip cup going on. A loud laugh and chants of "one more, one more, one more" caught your attention, and you turned to see a group of friends struggling to fit as many people as possible onto an old plaid sofa. The cheers as a twelfth person fit themselves on the couch almost drowned out the gentle strums of the acoustic guitar next to you.

"I love this song," your roommate murmured, turning to face the random dude with sunglasses and a man bun who was playing "Wonderwall" for a group of swaying girls. The two of you wandered over, and you were mostly successful at keeping your attention on him even when you noticed the four boys from Big Time Rush making their way outside and towards the flip cup table.

You were successful at ignoring them for the entirety of their first game, instead focusing on the guitar and the contents of your cup.

You only glanced over at them once during the second game when you heard someone scream "Just flip the fucking cup, Logan!" followed by an equally frantic "I am flipping!" and then shouts of victory.

It was when the opponents started begging Carter to stay for a redemption round that you finally broke and turned to completely face them. The sandyhaired muscular boy named Carter shook his head, scoffing at his friends as he allowed himself to be dragged away by a pretty brunette.

You were already halfway to the table before the boy with the backwards baseball cap (who had been trying the hardest to keep Carter there) looked out across the yard. "Yo, anyone want to play?"

"I'll play," you volunteered, jerking your head up as he looked over at you. You gave a small half smile at the sight of Eyebrows straightening up at the sight of you. Next to him, Logan's eyes shot over your shoulder. Your roommate must have followed you over.

"You know the rules?" the baseball cap boy asked.

"Yeah…I've been to a party before," you said flatly, taking Carter's old spot at the end of the table and across from the boy in the blue and black striped shirt. "And yes, I can drink," you added, finishing off the last of your jungle juice.

"You know you can't cheat your way to winning flip cup," Eyebrows said, moving down the table and shuffling the other boy out of the way.

"You can," you corrected, leaning forward towards him, letting your cup drop to the ground. "But I don't have to."

"We'll take her," baseball cap boy decided, as his teammate poured Keystone into the cups. "I'm Devin, by the way," he reached over, offering a hand, and you shook it.

"Y/N," you introduced.

You shook hands with Caleb and Drew before turning your attention to the other team.

"On the count of three?" Caleb asked the tall band member, who nodded. "One."

"Two–"

"You're going down," you mouthed to Eyebrows who shook his head.

"Three!" Caleb chorused with the competition, lifting his cup to his lips and chugging the beer. Caleb downed his first, but the other boy had a perfect first flip. Logan was up next, and was still struggling to flip his cup even after Drew successfully flipped his cup and Devin began drinking his beer. He finally landed it, allowing the next boy on his team to quickly catch up, racing against Devin to land his cup. Neither experienced much success as the rest of the teams cheered them on, you doing your best to keep from screaming at the kid you hardly knew. The next thing you knew, the boy across from you was drinking his cup, and Devin hadn't even managed a near success.

"Come on!" you shouted, and he flinched, the added force being exactly what was needed to land the cup. You threw your beer back easily, putting the cup on the edge of the table before you could even finish swallowing. You flipped the cup up and watched as it fell absolutely perfectly onto the table.

A second after Eyebrows'.

Both of his hands shot up into the air as his team high fived each other. "Celebrating a little early. You've still got three games to go," you remarked, piling your hair on top of your head and securing it with a hairtie.

"The hair's going up, she must be serious," Eyebrows teased, his teammates laughing as you narrowed your eyes at them.

"Let's just play."

You almost wished you hadn't insisted on playing the rest of the game.

Your team lost the second round. You somehow managed to pull the third round out of your ass. But the fourth round…

You had finished your cup and flipped it a solid ten seconds before Eyebrows could, only to have your team completely fall apart on you. You groaned as even Logan flipped his cup on the second try and Carlitos went on to win the game.

The band celebrated loudly as your team quietly slapped hands and murmured good game to each other before dispersing. Your roommate moved forward to stand next to you, unsure of why you hadn't left yet.

"So much for having a better night than me, huh?" Eyebrows turned to you, smirking.

"It's not my fault my team fucking sucked," you snapped, and he grinned.

"So it's your team's fault?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"If it had been just me, I would have won," you argued.

"Let's do it then," he challenged, leaning forward, his hands on the table.

"You're on."

"Y/N–" your roommate started, at the same time Logan looked to Eyebrows.

"I'm not playing another round," he shook his head.

"I'm hungry," Carlitos frowned.

"And James is already gone," Logan added, looking off to where the tall boy was leaning against the fence, talking to a girl.

"Fine, just one on one then," Eyebrows challenged.

"Same rules?" you asked.

"One round, winner takes all," he nodded.

"And what exactly does the winner take?" you asked cocking your head to the side.

"Winner's choice? Post-game?"

"Anything goes?"

"Anything." His smile was something between predatory and self-satisfied.

"Sounds like a deal," you agreed, mirroring his smile and ignoring the hovering presence of your roommate at your back.

"Logan, you pour," he ordered, and Logan shook his head but poured Keystone out into the eight cups, setting them before the two of you.

"Ready?" you asked, and the boy nodded. "One," you gripped the red solo cup in front of you, keeping your eyes locked on his.

"Two," he counted.

"Three!"

You tapped your cups against each other before downing the beer and racing to flip the cup. You got yours in one shot and moved to the second one where he caught up, finishing his third drink right as you finally landed your second. The two of you managed to get your third cups on the same try before you finally reached the last one. He finished his first by no more than a second, but it didn't matter as you watched his cup fall to the side and roll away from him. You flipped your cup…and missed. He set his cup back up, and you readied yours, launching it into the air with two fingers as he flipped his.

Your cup landed with a satisfying sound as you let out a scream of victory.

He ran his hands through this hair looking at his fallen cup and you threw back your head and laugh.

"Yes!" you cheered again, turning to your roommate, and she smiled back at you. The boy shook his head, coming out from behind the table.

"Good game," he offered a hand, and you shook it, your skin tingling at the contact–or maybe from the alcohol. Either way, the simple motion felt loose and heavy as the alcohol weighed down your limbs. "What'd you win?"

"I haven't decided yet," you said, crossing your arms and looking him up and down. "A part of me is seriously tempted to subject you to even more public humiliation." You bit your lip, considering this, and his eyes followed the gesture. "But then again, anything is on the table, and it's always nice to have a favor…" you trailed off.

"How about you think about it over a dance?"

"A dance?" you repeated, raising your eyebrows and pulling back a little.

"It's that thing when you move your body to music?" he explained, and you snorted.

"See, I feel like that's what you would have asked for if you won, aannnnd you lost, sooooo," you trailed off, shrugging.

"Sounds like you're afraid you can't keep up," he goaded.

"Please," you scoffed, dismissively. You paused, though, glancing to the side as you considered it, your eyes falling on your roommate. "I can't ditch my roommate," you shook your head, turning back to Eyebrows. "It's her first party," you added in a whisper. A little voice in the back of your head told you that this was probably not information you wanted to spread, and that you were probably a little too drunk to really take control of yourself. But fuck the little voice.

"That's your roommate?" he nodded in her direction, and you looked at her again. She giggled and looked down, her hair falling into her face and shielding her from Logan's view. He gave a small smile at her in return.

"She's safe with Logan," he said, confidently, looking back at you. "He's the last guy who'll ever try anything.

You side-eyed him. "And you?"

"I am a complete gentleman," he said, placing a hand over his heart, and you laughed at him.

"Alright gentleman, let's see if you can keep up," you agreed, taking his hand and dragging him into the living room.

You loved the way music felt when you were like this.

It was as if your blood was singing. The alcohol kept you from focusing on anything more than one thing at a time which meant you could give yourself entirely to the song. Let it take over your thoughts. Let it tell you how to move.

If you had to guess, the boy felt the same way. The way he rocked to the beat of Tove Lo's "Say It," his grip firm on your waist as his hips moved with yours. You would never admit it, but the boy could keep up.

"So, it's Y/N, right?" he asked, his breath hot on your ear, his scruff against your neck. You leaned further back into his grip, moving your body against his in time with the song.

"Yeah," you exhaled, turning your head so he could hear you. "What's your name?"

To his credit, he didn't seem shocked that you didn't recognize him from Big Time Rush. Instead, he leaned even closer and answered: "Kendall."

You expected for him to withdraw a little afterward, but he stayed close. So close you had a hard time focusing on the music as opposed to the feeling of his hands on your hip, his face close to yours. Your heart beat faster.

"You know, you're not as bad at dancing as you are at fflip cup," you slurred slightly. You felt the laugh reverberate through his chest as his exhale blew the wisps of hair that fell from your topknot.

"Speaking of which, any ideas?" he asked.

"Ideas?" You attempted to sift through your thoughts as quickly as possible, but you were finding it difficult to do so when the music was so good, and his grip tightened slightly on your hips.

"On what you win?"

You shifted slightly in his hold to look at him and found his face much closer to yours than you had anticipated. Maybe it was because you were leaning forward slightly, into him. "I ha—"

"Everybody out!" a voice bellowed as red and blue lights lit up the house. Kendall jerked back from you as if the jolt of panic that rushed through you shocked him as well.

"Oh fuck," you swore, quickly looking around the room as people swarmed towards the exits.

"Come on," he said, taking you by the hand and leading you towards the back door. He shoved people out of your way, ignoring their curses and angry shouts.

If it hadn't been for the situation, you might have laughed at how similar this was to the beginning of your night. And then it hit you.

"Where's my roommate? I need to find her–" you tripped, stumbling into Kendall's back, and he came to a stop.

"She's probably still outside," he assured, continuing the journey once more.

"We have to find her. We have to find to find her and Logan," you insisted.

"We have to go," Kendall corrected. "She'll get out too."

"No," you argued, pulling towards the flip cup tables as people streamed past you. "I promised—it's her first party and I said—,"

"Y/N," Kendall's grip tightened around your hand as he pulled you after him. "Let's go to my house. If she's with Logan, he probably took her there too. It's not far."

You looked up at him and his intense hazel eyes and took a breath in, even as the sick feeling of guilt swept over you. "Ok."

Tags: (y’all probably meant Stranger Things/Marvel stuff, but you’re on my everything list, so...) @upsidedownstevie @morgandakotaq @hairringtonsteve @kyloreneges

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What do you think about these ships ? Kobayashi x Tohru, Kanna x Saikawa, Takiya x Fafnir

KOBAYASHI AND TOHRU ARE MY OTP. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ) (gonna draw them later eheheheh cause mighty NEED for my lovely girls.) THEY ARE CANON. FIGHT ME. 

I like Kanna and Saikawa. But I just feel weird about shipping very young children, but that might just be me. But they are mega cute yes. ^^

I also like Takiya and Fafnir. <3 I like brotop or even romantic. I mean, I don’t see them enough to interpret it. I just like platonic relationships to be just as important as romantic too. 

so sorry I am late to answering this, I shouldn’t multitask. x___X

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