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KaoToya random drabble

☆Ansuta x I-chuu ☆Kaoru x Toya

**** i dont even know what or why i write this**** . . . . . —-

“Toya, here you are, i was looking for you, you know” a tall man approached us. I assume he is Toya-san aqcuintance.

“Tsubaki, ah i am sorry i didn’t inform you”

“That’s okay, by the way who is he?”

He half-glaring me, wow scary. I immediately introduce myself “there’s no need for you to give me that look~ i am sorry for my late introduction, I’m Hakaze Kaoru, recently became Toya-san’s friend and i’m an idol like you too” what a long intro i said.

This man just go ‘oh’ but eventually introducing himself “I’m Rindo Tsubaki, nice to meet ya” I just nodded.

Toya-san got up from his chair, looking at me apologetically. You do nothing for giving me such smile i told myself. “Kaoru-kun, it seems that i should go now, see you”

“Yeah~ hope we will meet again, Toya-san~”

Looking at them, I know there are something more between them. Though, I’m well-aware that you already have someone by your side and I know you only see me as a younger brother figure more or less, but your existence to me means something else, greater. As i would probably chained and looking for false reality if i never met you, playing a half-assed dating with numerous girls in order to fill this gaping hole in my heart, this void that longing for love. Back then i only saw you as mothery-figure, eventhough you are a man. But now i can’t deny your angelic face and your warm assurance which outshine the hollow that always been haunted my heart. And here i am, now looking at your fleeting figure in someone else’s hand, carried you away in this winter night. How sad. But my face lit up as i see you smile for me in this parted way.

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BAYSIDE SMOKING BLUES -Iruma Juto (MTC) Lyric

(cr  https://mojim.com/jpy182560x1x3.htm and of course Google Translate, Jisho.org too /CRY)

Yo! ILLMATIC Iruma jūto a. k. a 45 RABBIT IN THE BUILDING

tada yasashī sekai wa sōzō no sanbutsu

misekake no MC nado soku odabutsu

Yokohama-sho soshiki hanzai taisaku-bu junsa buchō

Iruma Jūto koko ni sanjō-igo wo mishiri oki wo

shinogi kezuri aunara watashi no inai tokoro de yarina

subete seitō bōei de shoppīte buchikonde owarida

jimu shori-go no tabako

haigo ni wa buta-bako

wairo naraba itadakou

daga dasu ka dō ka wa wakaran zo

hosomi no SUITS ni kamigata wa shichi san

LOOKS ni damasarete namete kakaruto hisan

aku yori mo akudoi

kokka kenryoku wo BACK ni

yakuza yori mo yakunin no osoroshi-sa wo rap ni

komete tsumete tamete sameta me de in wo ransha

yamete tomete matte nante iwa rete mo hassha

zan'nen datta na sanshita

karuku miruna kono shita

akutō ni wa mō konai ANSWER to ashita

I' M A LONELY ONLY RABBIT

kono tōri hitori ROLLIN’

tatakatte tada katte kizu wo iyasu

hama no wangan STORY CRUISIN’

yoru no kaze ni fukarete BREEZIN'

THE BAYSIDE SMOKING BLUES

THE BAYSIDE SMOKING BLUES ALL NIGHT

ore wo okorasu to wa omaera hontō bonkura

wappa kakete bentō-nashi de okuru BONBONKURA

Satsu wo teki ni mawasu natchimau ka manjū?

shokusa-hō no hachinosu de sugusama gorin jū

kusai meshi wo kuwa shite yaru ze dosanpin ga

Yokohama saikyō no sanninda

Iruma Jūto a. k. a 45 RABBIT

hijō-sen wo hari oikakeru akai me LIGHT

mendoku se ̄na tensū  kasegi demo yakubutsu wa bokumetsu suru no ga ore no kakujitsuna SUCCESS

tsukitomete yaru ze itsuka sono motojime Yo! Soko doke

shiranu zonze nu ja tōrane~e nda yo shira o kiru kusoboke

shippo tsukande gasa-ire

paku tte yaru ze RHYME de

narasu furō wa SIREN

kore ga ore no STYLING

RISK toru yūki nakya tassei dekinai

teki no shima ni norikomu HYPNOSIS MIC

I' M A LONELY ONLY RABBIT

kono tōri hitori ROLLIN’

tatakatte tada katte kizu wo iyasu

hama no wangan STORY CRUISIN’

yoru no kaze ni fukarete BREEZIN'

THE BAYSIDE SMOKING BLUES

THE BAYSIDE SMOKING BLUES ALL NIGHT

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On Asian "accents"

It started when I was in kindergarten, and I was so proud I did not have to go to Bingo class, unlike my friends, because I could speak good English -

although I had no idea what a yellow dog that could spell had anything to do with Chinese. 

(I figure out now that it was probably called Bilingual class)

I am lucky. I speak the fluent, accentless English of newscasters, the dialect spoken by the children of immigrants, that we learned not from our parents but rather from watching Sesame Street and other things on tv.

Last year, a white facebook friend of mine posted, “In order to celebrate Chinese New Year, me talk rike chinese man arr day.” 

And then told me that she was “sorry I was offended” and “she didn’t mean anything by it” when I (nicely, sweetly) told her that that shit was not okay. She said that she saw it the same as doing an accent, like Irish. Or British. Or Italian. (for bonus points, she even said that she has lots of Asian co-workers and friends, and LOVES Asian people, and so is not a racist.)

And when one of my white friends gets drunk, he thinks his “Asian accent” is hilarious.

And I was told by a coworker about the time my Asian coworker mispronounced “Barroway” as “Bwawwoway” and how hilarious it was.

Here’s the thing - can you guess how many Asian people I know who actually say

me rikey

me from _____

me so solly

(or, if you like, the fetishized versions: me so horny, me love you long time)

if you said ZERO, then ding ding ding! Congratulations, you have working brain cells.

No, my misguided fb friend, the “Asian accent” is not an actual imitation of an accent, comparable to your bad British/Irish/Italian - but rather a mockery of Asian people and their supposed inability to speak English. It is the perpetuation of the image of Asian people as perpetual foreigners in America.

Like that time when my family was at an Italian restaurant, and we were speaking to my father in Cantonese, and a drunken white lady said very loudly, “GOD when you come to this country at least learn the language!”

Or when my father was pulled over for speeding, and although he said “what’s the problem, officer?” the first thing the state trooper said was, “Do you speak English?”

Your fake “Asian accents” are not harmless and silly, because at the root of the joke, it says - you, you are stupid. You cannot speak English. You are Other. You do not belong.

my parents have been in this country for 30 years. They have been American citizens for 30 years.

And they are very self-conscious of their imperfect English, afraid that it makes them look ignorant, knowing that it marks them as immigrants. That, after 30 years, you can still be told (in not so many words) that you do not belong.

The Cultural Revolution started in China when my father was 13. He was pulled out of school and, later, sent to work in the fields. (He escaped to Hong Kong when he was 18, but that is another story for another time.)

When my father came to this country, he had a middle school education and did not speak a lick of English. He worked as a busboy at a Chinese restaurant, the evening shift that ran until 3 or 4 in the morning, and went to school during the day.

It took my father ten years to earn his bachelor’s degree. He is now an engineer.

Is this not your “American Dream?”

When my mother came to this country, she spoke very little English. She got a job as an entry level clerk. Over the years she earned one promotion after another. She is now management at a large federal agency, and manages funds for the whole state.

Is this not your “American Dream?”

And my father didn’t understand why his coworkers said, “flied lice, flied lice!” to him over and over and laughed.

And my father is still afraid to speak in a professional setting, even when he has ideas. 

And my mother still checks and double checks her professional e-mails with me, for fear of mockery from the same people she manages.

And people don’t understand why I can’t take a harmless joke. Why I don’t think that shit is funny.

No, I don’t “rikey.” 

No, I won’t “love you long time.”

And no, I’m not sorry.

So, please, kindly - FUCK OFF.

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Oh, a Sin Born

A Kind Halo Trail

As Teen, Ask Revenge

A Risk Out a----

Belive me or not these are names of some Tekkadan member 

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Pls give me one more copy pls --- BANRI <\3

Banri’s card visuals for A3! first limited scout set, “February Magic”!

More information on the set in a succeeding post.

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World Trigger English fanbook idea?

Hello everyone! Talking with friends this idea popped up and I wamted to write it so at least we have a proposal either if we end up doing it or not.

What do you think about making a World Trigger fanbook? I personally never got a fanbook in my hands so I am not sure about the contents: I know they include fanart but I dont know if they include something else (for example, written stuff like facts, fanfics and such).

This would be for the non-Japanese fandom, a small thing honestly. Like, no need to spend days and days on your part, as long as its clean its alright! (E.g. non-messy sketches on drawings)

So, what do you think? Would you be interested in making a small fanbook for some fun? Let me know on the tags, replies or private messages!

Even if you dont participate, reblog if you can so other WT fans find this too please! :)

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花吐き病犬飼

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[ANNOUNCMENT] NEXT SUB PROJECT IS DANSUI DRAMA!

Well so I am pretty much finished up with ensute just the final checks and stuff so expect that file out by the end of the week/middle of next week depending on what my timer is doing.

So I thought I would announce the next project I plan to work on. AND IT IS DANSUI!!!!! YES that new drama with a load of hotties swimming!

I have just started translating it and depending if the video file gets uploaded to bilibili or not I plan on releasing the episodes no more than a week after the air date. So look out! And spread the word!!!

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Old Love;New Love (WT fanfic)

☆some(many) grammar error ☆angst alert ☆hanahaki disease ☆title not related to content ☆rushed w many plothole cuz im a lazy cassava ☆find ouf the pairing by yourself —–

. . . —– At first it was nothing. Even when his throat felt itching. Inukai only shrugged it off. ‘It’s just a cold’ He thought. Not long, he started coughing, just a bit. Like before he took it lightly. 'This will heal soon ’ He told himself. He hasn’t realised his sickness yet.

In HQ he always wore his trion body, so no one would notice his sickness. He himself didn’t pay much attention to it. He only took it as normal disease that everyone could have, of course he also took a medicine for it.

 Until that day, when he prepared his things for school, he had terrible urge to cough, so he rushed to the bathroom. His cough got worse, it didn’t stop until he spat something that seem like a flower bud coated with his blood. He look at it closely, was that really a flower bud? Seriously? He then picked up the bud, brought it close to his eyes, and examined it. Yes, that was flower bud with size just about a peanut. By that he realised what he got into, a disease that he believed not real and pretty dramatic yet tragic — a Hanahaki disease, a disease that occurred when a person got a severe unrequited love. He stood there silently facing a mirror in front of him and then looked down at the sink stained with his blood, he gritted his teeth and then sighed. “Why….?” Looking up at the ceiling, he started to laugh bitterly. Laughing at his-now-terrible-fate.

Despite of his sickness, he still went to school as always. His cough was not that frequent so he could at least pretended that everything was fine. Even when someone asked why he has coughing fit, he could replied 'It’s just a cold and bit sore throat’ with smile plastered on his face, a fake smile like he always do when needed.

The real problem was why he got this disease when he practically didn’t love anyone. Yes, he didn’t love anyone.

He didn’t …

Love

Anyone?

Did he?

He shook the thought of love. There was no way he loved someone without noticing or so he thought.

He still shut his disease out of anyone. No one would know. He never let anyone found out about it because he wouldn’t want to cause a fuss and made others worried. Well other stupid reason was… It was embarrassing for him, things like unrequited love sound pitiful and ridiculous.

If he were really honest with himself, actually he did knew who was  the cause, he just didn’t want to admit it. The one who gave him this beautiful now-growing-flower inside him none other than the person who despise him deeply.

As time flies, it was miracle that he could passed through the day  without made anyone suspicious about his disease, except one, his junior and teammate— Tsuji(he only knew if Inukai has severe throat disease like TBC, not Hanahaki disease)

“Are you really okay, Inukai-senpai?” He asked, worried.

“I’m perfectly fine, Tsuji-chan~ just a bit cough won’t hurt me” He replied as they walked to the HQ after school.

“Liar” Inukai only smiled at his junior.

Chatter and humming filled their stride (mostly Inukai though). As they walked, Inukai felt more sick than usual, it’s weird he thought because he was okay not long ago.

It getting worse and unbearable as he unconsciously squeezed his chest out of pain. He lost his balance and fell on his knees. Beside him Tsuji panicked “Inukai-senpai !”

Before he turned his head to Tsuji, he saw a flash of image, inside the shop on their left . His eyes didn’t lie, inside the shop, there was Kage and…

Nire.  . .

Kageura unit’s Operator. Oh, it’s like that, his sources of pain was them. The distance was close, so the pain becoming more and more worse as the sources getting closer.

“Don’t. … worry–” He turned to Tsuji who stretched out his hand to help Inukai stand again. He reached it “Thanks~”

(they caused a little scene but soon the people around them return to their own matter)

“You must go to the hospital” Tsuji was serious. His saddened gaze made Inukai uncomfortable, it’s bit annoying. He hate being pitied. 

Inukai once again glanced at those two, the pain still worse than before but it less painful as they walked away farther “Let’s go, Tsuji-chan”

“Senpai….” Tsuji followed his senior’s gaze, on the distance he could see …..

Captain of B-002, Kageura and their operator—Nire Hikari What are they doing there? He thought. No, he wasn’t suspecting anything. It’s not his problem anyway.

 Then he followed his senior who walked slightly in front of him, to be honest he did really worry about his senior, Inukai seemed rather gloomy recently. Even though he still as cheerful as always, Tsuji knew that cheerful attitude was just a facade, yes, he always like that, that was unfair. Inukai could easily hid his real self and carried his own burden. Ah, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Please stop that, Inukai-senpai…” He said calmly yet sad.

“Hm? Stop what?” Inukai replied, it’s not clear whether he really innocent or pretended to be one.

He gritted his teeth “If you’re hurt then say so, if you’re tired just say you’re tired, stop pushing yourself too hard. I know you’re sick, so stop pretending that you’re fine” He said it all, no holding back.

“It’s unusual for you to talk this much, Tsuji-chan~” He smiled. “But I don’t understand what you mean”

Tsuji grabbed Inukai’s collar “you…. I want you to stop acting like everything is fine, you liar !”

“Get off” Inukai said coldly. His expression changed, it turned grim and cold. “So what if I told them 'oh I sick, I’m hurt please help me’ what would I get? It’s troublesome you know, I bet they’re not genuinely care about me, it’s just formality”

“Of course they’ll help you”

“I don’t need anyone’s help, I’m not that weak”

“Don’t be so stubborn, Senpai”

“Shut up, please  end this ridiculous chattering and stop pestering me that’s annoying” He said harshly and walked faster leaving Tsuji behind. He hated it, was he became that weak to the point his junior worried sick about him? He felt so worthless already.

—-

Days passed, his disease got worse. He started skipping classes once in a while. He even didn’t come to school sometimes with various excuses. However, he still went to Border’s HQ, doing patrol and such, but his trion depleted faster, he couldn’t maintain his trion body much longer, in battle especially. He really grateful to have unit as great as Ninomiya’s because they always finished the battle quickly. Still, his 'real’ disease hasn’t found out by anyone, not by his teammates nor his parents as his parents often work overseas.

And now he was, standing in front of the mirror with his pathetic reflection on it. Face that losing its colour, teary eyes, quivering lips and streak of blood stained the corner of his mouth. He never expected to become like this. He wanted to curse his fate, why god could be this cruel to him. Made him loving someone that could never loved him back. Even giving him this ridiculously tragic disease.

The sound of countdown for his life could be heard. The painful harmony echoed in his bathroom piercing through his ears. A petal, two, then three and now many petals fell to the sink. But the cough didn’t stop, again he spat petals at first, as the worst cough came he didn’t throwing up petals, but a whole flowers, with ironically beautiful purple colour which now tainted by his crimson blood. It was ….

Petunia.

It’s Kage favourite flower and  the flower he hates the most. “Fuck” He hissed.

Tears began to pour down silently from his eyes, made its way to his cheeks. “Why did this happen to me?” Inukai rarely cry even when he was in his deepest depression, but in this situation he deserved to cry.

 If he never saw Kage in his depression state, if he never saw his vulnerable form and if he never saw his tears he wouldn’t have through this torture, he would never fell for him. He would live his life peacefully these past weeks. and absolutely he would never suffering with this cursed disease.

Enough with his regret, his mind barely clear and his whole body screaming in pain as energy slowly leaving him. The flower might already invaded his lungs and clogged his pipeline. "It’s goddamn…. h-hard to… breath" He panted heavily. Later, his legs has given up, he couldn’t stand anymore. He could only sat there, leaned over the nearest wall smiling bitterly as he waited for his end along with the pain that didn’t leave him dead peacefully.

Was he going to die?

Died like this?

Alone, without saying goodbye and sorry to his dearest people ?

As his eyes began to feel heavy and he felt tired he could hear a faint sounds of footstep that became louder and louder. Surprisingly the door slammed hard, snapped him back to his sense 'who is that?’ He thought. His vision already blurred enough, he couldn’t see a thing.

“Inukai-senpai! ” He knew this voice—Tsuji.

Tsuji rushed to Inukai side, held his body gently and then rested his head on his lap. “How can … this happen to you….” He cried.

“Oh… Tsuji-chan?” Inukai called his name weakly. His lap surprisingly warm and comfortable, it’s nice.

“I’m gonna call Ninomiya-san” Tsuji quickly took out his phone and immediately called Ninomiya until his hand stopped by Inukai “No…” He said.

“We must hurry, Inukai-senpai ! It’s for your sake!” He cried, tears fell onto Inukai’s forehead.

Inukai didn’t give up. “Don’t call him”

But Tsuji called Ninomiya regardless Inukai concerns, just a little wait until it connected to their Captain. “Hello, Ninomiya-san please–”

“Tsuji!  I’m gonna hate you stop now…” Inukai dead serious although his voice was hoarse and barely audible.

“Hate me for eternity, I don’t mind as long as you’re alive !” After saying that Tsuji continued calling Ninomiya, explaining everything that recorded in his eyes right now.

 Inukai couldn’t do anything, he was way too weak to distract Tsuji. “Bastard…” He muttered while crying. “I’m not going to stop you anymore, but please don’t tell anyone beside our unit, I beg you” Tsuji nodded. —–

Like Tsuji has requested, Ninomiya didn’t tell anyone and manage to do surgery to save Inukai, lifting his curse out of his body. At first Inukai refused he didn’t want to forget his feelings. But Tsuji and even Ninomiya begged him to do the surgery, Hiyami might not saying anything but her tears proven enough. Inukai couldn’t refuse anymore and took the surgery.

—- Ninomiya covered up Inukai’s absence perfectly, so no one in Border felt suspicious about it. As for Inukai’s parents, they haven’t come home so it was okay.

After that, Inukai’s feelings that never reached the other now gone along with the flowers. He regretted it but overall he was grateful he could live another day without suffering anymore.

Thanks to his junior that always there for him and prevent the god of death took his soul that time. —–

“I can’t thank you enough, Tsuji-chan, but thank you very much for saving me” He suddenly hugged Tsuji.

As for Tsuji, he surprised by the sudden hug. “I-it’s n - nothing, se-senpai” He hugged Inukai back. “It’s natural, I love you after all” He accidentally said something he shouldn’t have said. He mentally slapped himself.

“Wait what…?” Inukai blinked few times, he must heard a thing.

“Geez… Inukai-senpai….” Tsuji rolled his eyes. Even though he said it loud enough for him to hear.

“Don’t make a face like that~” Inukai brought his face closer to him, this made Tsuji felt heat crept to his face. Not giving a chance to talk, he has been shut out by a gentle kiss Inukai gave to his forehead. “This will suffice for now, okay~” He said happily, leaving Tsuji stunned without a word.

—-END—-

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お狐様来て欲しい祈願🙏

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After the event, some of the cast also went to visit the Happy Elements offices (they’re the company who produce Ensemble Stars). 

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When you used to write angst fic and then tried writing fluff is like.... A veteran soldier that comeback home safely and trying to live peacefully but your habit from war still exist and ended up having ptsd

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Kazuma returned to his hometown of Nagoya after the Tokyo shows finished, and plans to spend his week catching up on all of his anime and games. However, he’s been spending an hour or so of the last couple of evenings on Twitcast. He was really happy yesterday because he managed to reach 700 viewers! His throat was a little bad last night though so I hope he rests it now. If you wanna see the casts they’re archived here:

http://twitcasting.tv/xoxo_kid616

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Thats izoom for ya /runsfromhim

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