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The Plan

WIDEOUT MASTERLIST

Series: WIDEOUT (chpt viii)

Note: Thank you @braidedchallah for proofreading. Reminder — before you kill me — there is one chapter left (and an epilogue). Keep that in mind. Enjoy. Feel free to yell at me afterwards. If you’re reading this, I’m sorry for what you’re about to experience.

Word Count: 12.2k

Pairing: Football Player!Thomas Jefferson x Tutor!Reader

Warnings: angst. possible breakup. perhaps some crying. implied sex (more than once). thom being a perfect boyfriend. thom looking fine af in denim (i’m trash).

Summary: Goodbyes are hard.

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As one of the smartest kids in your graduating class, you have a certain reputation to uphold. Maintaining a perfect 4.0 GPA isn’t easy, which means that you have to choose all the right answers and make all the right decisions. 

As it turns out, you seem to be pretty good at that. Being right about a lot of things, academic or not, seems to come naturally to you. Especially when it comes to a certain curly-haired athlete who also happens to be your boyfriend of over a year.

You had been right when you told him that he would recover from his ankle injury on the night it happened. Well, you can’t be entirely sure of that yet since he’s still not clear to engage in full-action sports, but it’s incredibly clear that he’s well on his way to recovering fully.

Almost exactly seven weeks after the incident, he’d gotten his cast removed and replaced with a boot so that he could put weight on his ankle again. Since then, he’s been in physical therapy almost daily in order to make sure that he’s healing the right way. According to him, he’s progressing well every week and is slowly regaining his mobility, strength, and speed. Just two weeks ago he ditched the boot so that he could finally put on a pair of shoes; you remember the grin on his face when he gave you a little dance to show off the new kicks he’d gotten as celebration.

He’s not 100% healthy yet, and he certainly won’t be back on the field (or track) for another couple months until he’s clear to practice, but you’re proud that he’s been able to recover as much as he has in relatively so little time.

On the night of his injury, you’d also been right about another thing: the fact that Thomas would receive college offers.

And that’s what you’re celebrating today.

After weeks and weeks of advocating for himself and sending his player reel and personal letters to the head coaches of schools he wanted to attend, he finally got an offer from one of his top college choices: the University of Virginia.

While their football team isn’t the most notable in the nation, their program is one of the best in the state of Virginia at a Division I level, and that’s pretty much all Thomas wants. After he recovers fully, Thomas will make an excellent asset to the team since one of their starting wide receivers is entering the NFL Draft after this year. 

At UVA, Thomas would get the play time he needs to shine and show his true colors and talent as a wide receiver all while having a coaching staff there to support him and his every need. Their academic program for liberal arts is also something Thomas has been looking at in a school since he plans on majoring in English.

With all of that said, the Jefferson household decides to host a special dinner for their son in celebration of the wonderful news. 

And while under normal circumstances, you would feel happy and excited for your boyfriend and his amazing accomplishment, instead you have a voice that lingers in the back of your mind reminding you of the similar news you had received just a week prior.

Thomas isn’t the only one with a huge scholarship offer.

After applying to many different schools with somewhat notable engineering programs in-state (because let’s be real, out-of-state tuition is absurdly expensive), you’ve received only a few grants from NYU and Syracuse University, but it isn’t enough to cover all of tuition.

But when you’d received an email last week from the one out-of-state school you had applied to last minute, your heart had just about dropped from your chest.

UCLA is offering you a full-ride.

You should be happy that you have an incredible offer. You should be elated for Thomas with his scholarship offer, too. However, you can’t help but feel a looming sense of stress every time you think about telling him.

That’s why you haven’t told him yet; it’s been nine days.

“Y/N?”

Thomas’ voice snaps you out of your thoughts and suddenly you are brought back to reality. You’re dressed up and sitting at the dinner table with Thomas across from his parents. The menu of the night consists of a couple different French dishes that his mother had learned to make a few years back when they visited Paris for an entire summer. His mother’s rendition of the food is nothing short of amazing.

Your eyes meet the warm brown ones that belong to your boyfriend as you turn your head to glance at him next to you. “Hmm?”

”You didn’t hear anythin’ I said, did you?” Thomas chuckles, biting his lip as he watches you put on a guilty simper.

“No, sorry.” You breathe out a small laugh in order to cover up your underlying nervousness. “I zoned out for a minute there. What were you saying?” 

“Well, I’m arguin’ a case here. Technically, a hot dog — a piece of meat held together by two pieces of bread - is a sandwich, right? In simple terms and by definition this should be true, so don’t overthink it. My dad keeps saying it’s not, but please, Y/N, you gotta side with me this time.”

You take a breath in and click your tongue. “I don’t know, Peter, I think I gotta go with Thom on this one.”

“Yes!” Thomas celebrates, throwing his arms up dramatically. “I told you!”

Mr. Jefferson’s mouth drops at your response. “How dare you take his side. Did all those other times teaming up at dinner and making fun of him mean nothing to you?”

If it hadn’t been evident prior to this moment where Thomas gets his overdramatics from, then it’s certainly clear now.

“Case closed.” Thomas smirks, crossing his arms, proud of himself.

“What are you talking about? The case is far from closed.” His father retorts, splaying his arms out, causing Thomas’ mom to speak out. 

“Hey, calm down, you two. You’re gonna make a mess if you keep on bangin’ the table like that.” She chastises them. They both mutter their apologies before Thomas’ father continues on defending himself.

“Y/N, why’d you choose his side? You know I’m right. Don’t let that boy guilt trip you; he’s still gonna love you if you disagree with him.”

“Sorry, Peter.” You shrug, sneaking a glance at Thomas who’s watching you with a glint in his eyes. “As much as I don’t want to agree with your son on this one, I unfortunately do.”

Thomas pauses to narrow his eyes as you in puzzled manor. “‘Unfortunately?’ Your words wound me, sweetheart, really.” He says in a teasing tone before his smile turns smug as he directs his attention towards his father. “But you see, Dad? It’s 2 against 1. ‘M sorry to say, but your opinion is overruled.”

Mr. Jefferson waves his son off dismissively. “That’s horseshit; your mother hasn’t sided with anyone yet. We still have one more vote to count.”

“Language, Peter.” The woman in question warns, giving him a look that’s only half serious.

“Well, honey? You agree with me, don’t you?” Peter asks his wife with pleading eyes, causing her to roll hers.

“Sure, sweetie.”

You shake your head and smile, leaning back in your chair to watch the antics unfold.

“What? Ma, why you takin’ his side?” Thomas jumps in. “I’m supposed to be your favorite, you know.”

“Of course you’re my favorite; you’re my only child, Thomas.” His mother deadpans, causing Thomas to frown.

It’s Peter’s turn now to smirk at Thomas and you. “See? Now we’re tied. Opinion very much not overruled, thank you.”

“Wait, what was your side of the argument again?” Mrs. Jefferson asks her husband. “You said a hot dog is a sandwich, right?”

“No, that’s what I said.” Thomas interjects.

“Oh, well then I agree with Thomas.”

“Ha!” Your boyfriend exclaims, pointing at his dad. “I told you! Your opinion is not valid. Hot dogs are sandwiches. End of story.”

“They are not sandwiches! They are a different entity. How can you compare a ham and cheese to a weiner between two buns? Well I’ll tell you. You can’t!”

“For the last time, Dad. It’s a piece of meat in between two pieces of bread. That is classified as what? A sandwich!”

“With that logic, you’d say that a burger is a sandwich, too?”

“Yup.”

“There is somethin’ wrong with y’all.” Peter shakes his head, picking at the leftover food on his plate. “I thought I raised you better, T. Y/N, I expected you to take my side on this one.”

“Sorry, Mr. J.” You shrug. “Tommy’s right. A piece of meat in between two pieces of bread does indeed technically classify it as a sandwich.”

“Y’all got me thinkin’ that I’m the crazy one now.” Peter sighs defeatedly.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough of that nonsense.” Thomas’ mother chuckles, waving her hand in the air dismissively. “Thomas, honey, your father and I are very proud of you and are excited for your opportunity at UVA.”

“Thanks, Ma.” Thomas grins. “I’m excited, too.”

Under the table, Thomas’ hand finds yours and laces your fingers together. Its warmth is comforting and the small moment makes you forget about everything for just a moment. A small silence stretches on for a bit before Peter speaks up.

“So, Y/N, how are your college applications going? Have you gotten any scholarships yet? I feel like you’re too smart to not get anything.”

Your stomach drops at the question. You really hadn’t expected to be put on the spot like this, and while it is a simple question that you should be able to answer quickly… you don’t. You hesitate and Thomas notices. 

You want to tell the truth, you really do, but you can’t. This is Thomas’ night to celebrate and the last thing you want to do is mess it up with news that you’d be going to school across the country. Tonight is supposed to be about him, not you.

So you lie.

“Oh, um, no, not yet.” You chuckle nervously. The hand holding Thomas’ fidgets slightly and he squeezes lightly to try and help calm your nerves. “I mean, I’ve gotten into NYU and Syracuse so far. Still waiting to hear from Columbia. I haven’t heard much as far as scholarships, though, unfortunately. I’ve received a few grants here and there, but nothing too big.”

“Columbia, wow. What’s their acceptance rate? 10%?” Mrs. Jefferson asks, seemingly interested.

“6%.” Thomas jumps in to answer before glancing at you with a small smile. “I don’t think Y/N will have any trouble getting in, though.”

You send him the biggest smile you can muster, though you feel like it sort of comes out as a grimace. “Thanks, T.” You say softly.

Beat.

“What time is it? I think it’s past my bedtime.” Peter yawns, checking his watch. “10 o’clock? Where did the time go? Y/N, are you going to be okay driving home this late?”

“It’s not that late, Mr. Jefferson. I should be fine.” You’ve definitely driven home from Thomas’ place past 10pm before (multiple times), but you’re not telling him that. “I do think I should probably leave soon, though.”

“You wanna go get your things upstairs, then I can walk you out?” Thomas asks you with a mischievous look in his eye. Knowing him, he probably just wants to get you alone for a bit before you leave. Even through your nervousness to tell him the truth, you can’t deny his charm.

“Yeah, that sounds good, Tommy.”

Then, both you and Thomas excuse yourselves from the table. You make sure to thank Mr. and Mrs. Jefferson for dinner and the invite. You’re always honored to be included in their family events even if it’s something as small as dinner on a Friday night.

When you make it up to Thomas’ room, he doesn’t waste another moment before he kisses you softly, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek after he gently shuts the door.

“Been waitin’ to do that all night.” He grins afterwards, softly brushing over the skin of your cheek with his thumb.

You smile as you bring your hands up to his shoulders, wordlessly leaning forward to sweetly press your lips to his again.

“Missed you.” He mumbles as he pulls away to lean his forehead against yours. “Feel like we haven’t been seeing a lot of each other lately.”

He’s right. With both of you not having any classes together this year, you both worried about college applications, Thomas not in football season anymore and in and out of PT almost constantly, you two haven’t been seeing each other as much as you’d like. Another reason why you haven’t been able to tell Thomas about UCLA (aside from the fact that you simply don’t have the guts to do it).

“I know.” You sigh, looking off to the side for a second. “I’m sorry.”

“‘S not your fault. We’ve both been busy.”

“Yeah, but still.” You say softly. “Feels bad. I miss you.”

He chuckles. “Well, I’m right here, baby. Don’t need to go far.”

You smile haphazardly and roll your eyes as you bring your hand up to the back of his neck and pull him into another kiss. Who knows how many more of these you’ll get before you both graduate and have to go your separate ways.

Before it can go too far, you pull away again.

“T?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m so proud of you.” You say genuinely because you really want him to know. You feel like you don’t tell him enough (even though that’s not the case).  “Really, I am. You deserve that scholarship and so much more.”

“Thanks, love.” He murmurs while a soft smile adorns his face. “Hey, if none of these in-state schools give you anything, I think you’d have a good chance at getting something at UVA. They have an honors college that gives up a ton of grants and shit, you should look into it. I’m not sure if the applications are still open, but worth a try.”

You purse your lips before you give him your response. “Maybe, we’ll see.”

“I’m sure you’ll get something anyway, but just wanted to bring that up and let you know.”

“Appreciate the thought, Thom.”

Thomas grins, giving you one last peck on the lips before finally turning away to remove his overcoat. He double takes when he sees your face drop slightly. His eyebrows furrow as he notices your mood shift. “Hey, what’s wrong? Somethin’ botherin’ you? Not gonna lie, you’ve been a little off all night, sweetheart...”

You hesitate, not able to look him in the eye, the guilt eating you alive. The pressure of holding everything in is building up and while Thomas is normally your rock, the one you can go to for anything, you can’t this time, and you can feel it wearing you down.

You take in a shaky deep breath before you go to sit down on his bed, eyes cast towards the ground. “I’m okay, T, I’m just… stressed. With school.” You say, finally willing yourself to look up into his caring gaze. It hurts to lie to him, but you keep telling yourself that it’s his night.

“You sure?” He asks, taking a seat next to you to gently grab your hand in his. “Seriously, baby, I know when somethin’s up. What’s on that brilliant mind of yours, huh?” He lightly bumps his shoulder against yours in a teasing gesture, causing you to let out a half-hearted chuckle. He always knows how to get a laugh out of you, doesn’t he? “I know you’re worried about more than that stats test you have next week. Tell me what’s really botherin’ you.” He says softly, catching your gaze again.

Sighing once more, you tear your eyes away from his pleading ones. “I um…” You trail off after trying and failing to come up with another lie or excuse. 

Thomas always draws your worries and frustrations out of you; he knows you so well to the point where he knows exactly what to say to convince you to tell him something. Honesty has never been a problem in your relationship, and the last thing you want is to push it to a point of no return. You already feel terrible for withholding the truth; you want to be free from this secret you’ve been holding.

And suddenly seven words echo in your head:

“Tell him. He’ll understand. He loves you.”

Your eyes flit back up to meet his concerned gaze. Here it goes.

“I did get a scholarship. All tuition and expenses paid. I got the email a week and a half ago and I didn’t tell you. I’m sorry.”

His eyes widen at the confession, taken aback by how big the news is.

“Holy shit, Y/N, that’s… that’s amazing, baby. I’m so proud of you. Not surprised, but proud nonetheless.” He says genuinely, a smile evident on his face before it drops slightly. “Why didn’t you wanna tell me?” There’s a moment of silence before he speaks again. “Wait, why’d you lie at dinner when my dad asked?”

You give him a sad smile before you look away again, fidgeting with your fingers on the hand that Thomas isn’t holding. “I didn’t want to take over your night, T. And I didn’t tell you when I found out because… the school’s in Cali.” You say, releasing a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding.

He cocks his head to the side slightly, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. “I thought you only applied to schools in-state.”

You shake your head, pursing your lips before you respond. “That’s what I had planned originally, but my advisor pushed me to apply for this scholarship program at UCLA and… well, I got in.”

Thomas goes silent for a few moments as he looks off to the side, breathing deeply. It’s hard to tell what he’s feeling. Then, he lets out a low whistle. “Full-ride to UCLA, huh?” He says softly before he turns to look at you. 

“Thomas…” You start, your voice soft and full of worry, but he continues to talk.

“Are you going to accept it?” He asks and you nod slowly. 

Ideally, you have no other real choice; by going to UCLA you’d graduate with zero debt. And with UCLA’s engineering program and opportunities that other schools can’t fulfill, it fills all the boxes you want in a university.

“I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. Really. I’m glad they recognize how amazing you are.” The tone in Thomas’ voice is fond and he’s absolutely sure of the words he’s saying. “It’s far away, I know, but we can make it work.” 

The emotions in his eyes are conflicting, but they still hold unrelenting love and support in them. When you hesitate to respond, his eyes search yours, trying to find some sort of answer in them, but before he can decipher anything, you tear your gaze from his.

“Right?” He asks as his grip on your palm loosens until your hand falls back into your lap, the warmth from Thomas’ fingers completely vanished. “Baby, talk to me. Please.”

“Thom, I… I want to think that but I’m not sure.” You admit quietly, and having said that, you can see something in Thomas’ composure crumble.

He shakes his head. “Nah, don’t you say that. We can make this work, Y/N.” His voice wavers slightly as he stands up and runs a hand over his curls, smoothing them back and away from his face. “I haven’t accepted the offer at UVA. I can decline and apply to UCLA—”

“T, I’m not going to ask you to do that—” You start, but he cuts you off.

“You don’t have to ask me, love. I’m willing to do this all on my own. Like I said, we can make this work. I’ll improvise. My parents can afford it, then I can just join the football team as a walk-on. I’m confident I’ll make it. Since they didn’t give me an offer I’ll prove them wrong and be the best damn walk-on they ever had.”

“Thomas, don’t—”

“I can also have my dad send the head coach a letter. I didn’t wanna pull that for any other schools because I wanted to earn all my offers — and because of the whole nepotism thing — but I’ll make an exception for—”

“Thomas, please!” You raise your voice and when he finally stops, you immediately regret it. You’ve never raised your voice like that with him before and doing so right now feels terrible. 

“Please, T, just stop. I don’t want you to do any of that for me. How long have you been waiting for UVA to give you a chance? How many letters have you personally written to Coach Michaels, begging him to consider you for one of their open receiver positions?”

Thomas is silent as you speak, knowing full well that you have a point. You continue.

“You’ve been set on UVA as your top school for a couple months now. Don’t forget how hyped you were when you finally got the offer this morning. And now you want to just throw that away? No. I’m sorry, Thom, but I am not going to be the one to take it away from you.”

“You’re not.” He says earnestly. “Taking it away from me, I mean. I want to do this for you. For us. UCLA has a good football program, too, all I have to do is pull some strings if you’ll let me.”

You shake your head at him. “Okay, well I’m not letting you do that. Thomas, it’s not as easy as you’re making it seem. Think about this, okay? Think about yourself and your football career and all the opportunities that you’ll have for yourself down in Virginia. Don’t let me get in the way of that! I don’t want each of us to be an obstacle in each other’s successes.”

Thomas gives you an incredulous look and stills himself. “Are you serious? Is that what you consider our relationship? An obstacle?”

You look away, sighing. “No, T, I… I didn’t mean it like that, you know that.”

“No, Y/N. I don’t know that.” He looks at you with a distressed gaze, all traces of comfort and playfulness gone and replaced with hurt… caused by you — something you never would have thought you’d see in his eyes. 

“Look, I don’t wanna talk about this right now. Today’s supposed to be your day.”

“Let me get one thing straight, Y/N. Our relationship is not an obstacle… it never has been and it never will be.” Thomas says coldly and you cringe when he calls you by your full name in a tone that’s less than friendly.

“I just don’t want our love for each other to get in the way of…” You trail off, but decide against speaking mid-sentence. “You know what, nevermind.”

“Get in the way of what?”

“Thomas,” you start, making eye contact with him once again. “I don’t want to get in the way of your football career. It’s unfair; I can’t do that to you, T. You deserve to make the most of your career in college so that you can make it to the NFL. That’s your dream, right? To play in the NFL for the New York Giants like your father did. Am I right?”

His jaw clenches slightly as he nods, and you continue.

“The coach at UVA believes in you — even through your injury. Why are you going to throw that away? In order to be with your high school girlfriend? Do you see how childish that sounds?” A beat of silence passes before you continue in a softer tone. 

“I just… I don’t want you to do that, Thomas, it’s too big of a risk. You have a solid spot at UVA to prove yourself on the field. If you drop that for a walk-on position at UCLA, it’ll be a mistake. Instead of proving yourself to NFL recruiters, you’ll be set on proving yourself to college coaches just to get a chance on the field. I want you to have the best chances at making it to the NFL.” Now it’s your turn to stand up. You pace away from him as you continue to speak. 

“Let’s say you do follow me to UCLA and join the football program. What if… what if something happens while we’re in college and we’re not together anymore? What will happen? You’d have potentially messed up your career for me and I don’t want that to happen, T. I’m sorry but I won’t let that happen.”

Thomas holds a hand up to stop you from your ramblings. He speaks his next words slowly.  “Wait, wait, hold on now. You think we’re going to break up in college?”

You roll your eyes in frustration, crossing your arms defensively. “That’s not what I said—”

“No, no that’s exactly what you said.” He responds coldly, narrowing his eyes at you. “I’m starting to question our intentions in this relationship, Y/N. Did you ever plan on us being long term?”

“See, this is why I didn’t wanna tell you. I didn’t want this to happen.” You say, annoyed that it’s gotten to this point of you two having an argument.

“You just gonna ignore my question?”

“Before applying to schools, T, I wasn’t even thinking about the future. I was taking things day by day. We were both pent up in our little perfect world, but right now we need to face reality.”

“Okay, so then why’d you keep this a secret from me? Were you plannin’ on keepin’ this to yourself until graduation? I don’t know if you knew this, sweetheart, but a relationship is a two-way street and involves a little somethin’ called communication.” His snarky tone fills the room and has you rolling your eyes again. “Girlfriends aren’t supposed to lie to their boyfriends and then get mad at him for reacting a certain way when she finally decides to tell him huge news.”

“Look, I’m sorry, okay?” You say, breathing out another sigh and softening up at his last sentence. He’s right; you shouldn’t have kept it a secret. “I wanted to tell you, I just, I don’t know what’s gonna happen after we graduate, okay? And I’m scared.”

“You don’t think we can work through that together? As a team?” Thomas’ eyes are begging you to reason with him. “I’m scared, too, but we’ll figure something out. Right?”

The look in your eyes is distant as you cast them down to the ground. “Yeah.”

“Maybe we could do a long distance thing. I’ve seen other couples do it.”

You fiddle with a loose thread on your sweater. “I don’t know, T. We’ll see if we can come up with something.”

He rolls his eyes and huffs out a hot-tempered laugh. “Okay.” He says shortly.

“What?”

“So you don’t want me to drop everything and go to UCLA with you, which is fine. I understand that. But now you’re telling me that you don’t wanna do long distance?”

“I didn’t say that, I just— we need to be realistic, Thom.”

“What does that even mean?!” He yells, and it’s the first time he’s ever raised his voice at you. You hate it.

“We have to keep the future in mind!”

“I want you in my future! Don’t you want me in your future?”

“We both have different ideas of what we want. Different dreams, okay? You can’t have your dream of making it to the NFL and also have me when I plan on going to an engineering program across the country!” 

You’re deflecting and he knows it.

“Answer the damn question, Y/N.” He says lowly, his voice taking on a dangerous edge.

“Of course I want you in my future, Thomas!” You say exasperatedly, looking at the ceiling. “What kind of question is that?”

“Forgive me if I’m strugglin’ to believe that when you’re actin’ like this.” He says, his voice taking a more neutral tone, but he sounds exhausted. “You’re going to school across the country and you were hesitant to tell me - fine. I fucking get it. But you can’t just say that we’ll probably break up in college and think that that is fucking okay. It’s not! And you can’t say ‘I don’t know’ about dating long distance when that’s literally the only other option we have.”

“That’s the thing, Thomas. I don’t know if that’s the only other option we have.”

His face looks puzzled as he looks at you for a few seconds before realization finally settles in. Thomas narrows his eyes at you once again, his gaze cold, making your heart drop in your chest. “You wanna break up, don’t you?”

“No.” You state, choosing your words carefully. “I don’t want to. But we have to think about—”

“Our future, yeah. I get it.” Thomas snaps, cutting you off. “You know what? You want to talk about the future? Fine. Maybe we should.” He says simply, crossing his arms. “If you think we’re just going to break up in college anyway, maybe we should just speed up the process and get it over with.”

You shake your head at him. “Thomas, don’t do this. That’s not what I want.”

“Isn’t it?”

“It’s not.”

“I find that extremely hard to believe.”

“I’m done arguing with you, Jefferson.” You breathe out tiredly, running a hand through your hair.

He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. He looks completely drained as he speaks again, his voice now calm. “What are we doing here, Y/N?”

A small silence fills the air before you answer quietly. “I don’t know, T.”

What are you both doing? Arguing about whether or not your relationship should continue after high school? Maybe you are being a little irrational about it, implying that you should break up before college and all. Thomas’ reaction to it all is understandable because he doesn’t want to lose you. However, he needs to be truthful to himself. Is this relationship going to work when the two of you are seeking entirely different career paths on opposite coasts?

What a fucking mess.

You hate that it’s gotten to this point. Your fear about telling Thomas and it going downhill has come true, and knowing that makes you even more emotional.

“Tommy… I…” You say sotto voce, on the edge of tears as you slowly reach for him, but he puts a hand up stopping you from moving any further. He turns his face so you can’t see his expression.

“Don’t, Y/N.” Thomas’ voice is firm, but it breaks slightly when he says your name. “Just don’t.” He whispers.

You watch him and he struggles to keep himself together. You hate that you’ve done this to him, that you’re making him feel this way… you hate that you’ve caused this.

“I’m gonna go…” You voice (barely above a whisper) after a long silent pause, not trusting your normal voice due to the shaky deep breaths that begin to rack your body. You’re on the verge of breaking down.

Thomas nods. “I think you should.”

And that breaks your heart.

You feel weird leaving like this, gross even. You don’t want to leave things off like they are. You don’t want to leave things unresolved and you don’t want to leave with Thomas still angry at you. Still, though, you grab all your things and head to the doorway of his room.

Pausing to look back at him, you open your mouth to say something, but hesitate. Deciding against it, you turn to open the door and leave without another word.

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You call Maria as soon as you get to your car. She helps you keep your composure as you drive to her house, keeping you company via phone. You make sure to send your family a quick text of your whereabouts and that you plan to spend the night at Maria’s place.

As soon as you arrive in her bedroom and drop your bag to the ground, you break down and begin to sob, crashing into the welcoming arms of your best friend. You cry until you can’t anymore, and Maria is there for you the entire time hugging you and easing you through it.

She stays there, quiet and still, allowing you to let out all of your emotions. You don’t tell her the details about what happened until after you have no tears left to cry.

“Don’t be mad at T, please, none of this is his fault.” You sniffle, wiping at your nose with a tissue Maria gave you. “It’s all mine.”

“Y/N, don’t blame yourself for all this. You just want what’s best for the both of you in the long run. If he doesn’t understand that, then he’s just not seeing the whole picture.”

“I just hate arguing with him, Maria.” You say weakly, wiping at your face to dry your tears. “This is our first fight and I hate how I feel right now. I don’t want things to end on bad terms. How am I supposed to get over this feeling once we… if we break up before college?”

“You don’t have to end things on bad terms, Y/N.” Maria says softly. “You both need to be on the same page about this. If you both make a plan and sort things out, then maybe you can leave things on a positive note. Not as a goodbye, but as a see you later, you know? And if it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be. You’ll meet again one day and you can pick up where you left off. But if it’s not, then at least you guys can cherish what you had when you were just two kids in high school who didn’t know any better and made the most of their teenage years.”

You nod slowly. She does have a point, and this is all what you were thinking when you had even brought up the thought of breaking up after graduation.

“How do you always know the right thing to say?”

“It’s my best friend superpower. I can’t help it.” She shrugs, making you laugh, even if it was only a half-hearted one. “Seriously, though. You two need to have an honest conversation with one another.”

You sigh, wiping the rest of your drying tears away with the tissue. “I think we both could use some space right now, though. I’m going to wait until Monday.”

Maria nods. “Monday. But you have to talk to him. You can’t chicken out. I know you, Y/N.”

“Sometimes a little too well…”

“All for the best.” She grins.

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After a long and lonely weekend, Monday finally comes and you make sure to wake up earlier than usual in order to make it to school in time for when Thomas comes out of his physical therapy session with his track trainer.

You haven’t called, texted, or seen each other since Friday night and the guilt and heaviness from what happened still weighs on your chest despite the reassuring words from Maria. 

Patiently and nervously, you wait outside the boys’ locker room like you have countless times before, only this time, things feel much different. The anticipation lingers in the air surrounding you and you feel the stress push at your shoulders until the door finally opens and Thomas walks out.

After over a year of dating, you still get butterflies at the sight of him even though he’s just wearing simple black jeans and a t-shirt.

As he shrugs on his jean jacket and backpack, he glances up through a few stray curls that fall down in front of his eyes. His eyes flicker to you as he walks in your direction before he rips them away quickly. 

“T, hey how was…?” You try to speak to him, but he just continues to walk past you.

You watch him as he goes on like nothing, completely disregarding your presence.

“You’re still mad…” You trail off, falling into step with him and his pace doesn’t falter.

He doesn’t say a word.

“Listen, I know you probably don’t wanna see me right now, but please hear me out.”

Still nothing.

You know he’s still upset; he only gets quiet when he has a lot on his mind or he’s going through something. Taking in a deep breath, you speed up so that you can get in front of him.

“Thomas, hey, stop.” You say, putting a hand on his chest. You know that if he really wants to charge past you he can, but instead he stays there, halted by your touch. He looks down at you, his face nearing yours, and your eyes plead with his. “Please.” You whisper, your fingers curling into his black shirt to hold him there (or maybe it’s more of a way to ground yourself).

Thomas’ detached gaze lingers on your face and as your eyes search his, you note just how devoid of energy he looks. 

“I just want to talk. I…” You watch him as he breaks your gaze to look at the ground. “I know I fucked up; I said some things I shouldn’t have. Just please let me make it up to you. I need you, T. I want to fix this while we still can.”

You sneak a glance around you to see that you’ve attracted some attention from your fellow classmates who are unapologetically staring. Do they know about you and Thomas’ fight? How could they possibly know? You two are hardly making a scene, but then again… people are vultures who will perk up at even the slightest bit of drama.

“Can we go somewhere private? Please? Just the two of us.”

Thomas licks his lips as he looks around, then back at you lazily. “Can this wait? We have class in six minutes, you know.”

“Let’s skip.” You say, causing him to raise his eyebrows in surprise. “This is more important than class today, okay? How about we go to that diner down the street?”

“It’s a little too early for a milkshake and fries, isn’t it?”

“They have eggs and waffles, too.” You say, your eyes pleading him to accept your offer. “Please? I know you love breakfast.”

He’s quiet for a few more minutes and you wait in anticipation for his answer. Just when you get your hopes down and think he’s going to reject you, he speaks up.

“Okay.” He responds finally. “But only because I really don’t want to watch boring presentations about the social cognitive theory in my Psych class…”

You breathe out a sigh of relief. “That’s good enough for me, T.”

“Bribin’ me with breakfast. You know that shit’s my weakness…” He mutters under his breath as he shakes his head. You’re not sure if he’d meant for you to hear that, but either way it makes a hint of a grin form on your lips.

“Come on, I’ll drive.”

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When you get to the diner, it’s fairly empty except for an elderly couple at a booth and a man at the counter drinking a cup of coffee. The smell of eggs and bacon wafts through the air and enters your nostrils as you breathe in.

A waitress greets you when you two slide into a booth, sitting across from each other. She hands you both menus and gets your drink orders before she’s off.

Silence fills the air between you as you both look over your menus. Thomas doesn’t say anything and it feels weird, suddenly reminding you of why you’re here in the first place. While from an outside perspective it may look like a normal outing between you two, you can feel the lingering tension in the air that’s leftover from Friday night. Unspoken feelings and unresolved problems still remain. 

You sneak a glance at him over your menu only to find him already staring back at you. As soon as your eyes meet, he looks away.

“I feel really bad about Friday.” You finally break the silence, your voice small. Wanting nothing more than to let him know how you feel, you try to catch his gaze. When his brown eyes finally meet yours, you continue. “I hate the way we left things…”

“Me too.” He finally says softly. You two stare at each other for a few more seconds and Thomas opens his mouth to continue. “I…”

Then, the waitress comes back with a couple water cups and two black coffees, interrupting whatever it was that Thomas was about to say. You and Thomas direct your attention to her with fake smiles as she asks for your orders. 

After she takes your menus and leaves, you let out a sigh as you look down at your fidgeting hands.

“Listen, T…” You begin, regret and guilt evident in your voice. You make sure to look up and meet his gaze one more time before you continue. “I'm sorry for lying to you and your family — I should have told you the day I found out, but I was too afraid of losing what we have. And I'm sorry for fucking up your day when we were supposed to be celebrating instead.” 

You stop to take in a shaky deep breath, looking down at your hands once again. “I’m so sorry if I made it seem like I was doubting our relationship or… or if I made you feel like I didn’t… like you weren’t…” Struggling to find the right way to express how sorry you are, your tone gets more and more emotional as you stumble over your words.

Thomas saves you from your struggle, however, as his hand reaches across the table to cover yours, causing you to look up at him with surprise. “It’s okay, sweetheart.”

“What?” You voice breathlessly. “I… I thought you were still mad. It shouldn’t be that easy. Why are you…?”

He shrugs slowly. “Because you’re not entirely at fault… and as much as I want to stay angry, I can’t stand seein’ you in distress like this.”

You purse your lips and squeeze his hand in yours. “I’m still really sorry, T. I want you to know that. I said some things I regret and…”

“I know you are. Especially after seeing you try to fix things today by not takin’ no for an answer earlier. We both said some things we regret and it’s okay, Y/N. Really.” His voice is soft as he responds. “I’m sorry for yellin’ and not fully listenin’ to what you were sayin’. And for bein’ kind of a dick to you earlier when I ignored you. I was in denial. I just felt like you were givin’ up on us too quickly and I… I don’t wanna mess up what we have. I really don’t.”

Your eyes soften at his words. “I know. Me neither.”

You both are quiet for a few seconds as you both struggle to find a way to address the elephant in the room. 

Luckily, you both get interrupted by the waitress again who comes back with your orders. You let go of each other’s hand when your plates are placed in front of you. Your mouth waters at the sight of your food, and you thank your waitress before she leaves again, telling you to let her know if you need anything else.

A comfortable silence falls in the space between you and Thomas, and though you feel that the tension from Friday night has now dissipated, the stress of the upcoming conversation still sits on your shoulders.

Surprisingly, Thomas is the one who initiates it.

“So…” He starts after chasing a mouthful of pancakes with a sip of water. “I’m guessin’ you won’t be comin’ back to town on holiday breaks?”

You cringe at the bluntness of the question. “What made you assume that?”

He shrugs, chewing his food before swallowing. “Just the way you were so helpless with your options. Thinking back to it, I figure that you probably wouldn’t have jumped to the possibility of breaking up unless you’d already thought things through somewhat.”

Very observant of him.

You nod before letting out a small sigh. “Yeah. My family’s planning on moving to Miami once I move out. Apparently they’re tired of the cold weather and wanted to wait to move until I graduated high school. They let me know when I told them the news.”

“Erik, too?”

“He’s staying in Philly until he graduates next Spring.”

“Well, that sucks.” He says, picking at the leftovers on his plate.

“Yeah.” You reply softly. “I just… I don’t know what to do anymore, Thomas. I thought the answer was clear, but now I’m not so sure.”

He sighs, putting his fork down before looking up at you. “I think I do.”

Your eyebrows furrow as you tilt your head in confusion.

Thom sighs, leaning back in his seat. “Well, for starters, you’re always right, let me just put that out there.”

“That’s not true.”

“It is. Well, for this instance, at least.” He says simply before he continues. “As much as I hate to say it, I don’t think we’ve got options here.”

“Yes we do, you said it yourself, T.”

“We don’t, Y/N, you were right. I didn’t wanna believe it before but now, I don’t think I have a choice.” He says, holding your gaze firmly. “The two of us going to the same school is out of the picture. Especially with application deadlines already being passed - I checked and I don’t know what I was thinking on Friday. And with us not going to be able to see each other even on holiday breaks… I don’t think that leaves anythin’ else on the table.”

“Thomas, really, you don’t have to do this. Don’t let me pressure you into something you don’t wanna do. Like you said, a relationship’s a two way street. We can work something out. I don’t know what, but we’ll try something else.”

“You’re not pressuring me, Y/N. What would that ‘something else’ be? Long distance? The chances of us visiting each other are slim, especially since I’ll be stuck at UVA for the majority of summer break for training camp. Especially since you’ll be in California and especially since you have no incentive to come back to town after you graduate.”

“You’re my incentive, T.”

He licks his lips and lets out a small laugh. “Baby, don’t fight me on this; you wanted this. Why the shift?”

“I don’t wanna lose you.” You say, voice quiet and close to tears.

Thomas reaches out across the table for your hand again. You lace your fingers with his and hold tightly. “I know. I don’t want to lose you either, but you were right, sweetheart. Seeing each other once a year isn’t good enough, let’s be real. I think we’d be hurting more than we'd be happy.”

You let out a long, deep sigh, squeezing his hand. He’s absolutely right and you knew this when you started this conversation on Friday — doesn’t mean that you don’t want to avoid it, though.

“We… we should…” He hesitates to continue the sentence. “We— God, why is this so hard?”

“You don’t have to say it if you don’t want to, T.”

He takes a deep breath before the words finally come out. “We should break up. This summer.”

It sounds foreign coming out of his mouth and his change in viewpoint surprises you still, even after talking it through with him.

“I don’t wanna be your shackle, Y/N.” He says, squeezing your hand comfortingly. “I want you to do great things without worryin’ about me. Just like you were sayin’ on Friday. And I don’t wanna risk getting to a point where we grow too distant we lose all hope.”

Your eyes tear up a little bit and you reach up to wipe at your eyes with your free hand.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m lettin’ you off easy, missy.” Thomas looks at you pointedly, his voice wavering slightly. He lets out a small bittersweet laugh before he continues. “I’m gonna consider this more of a ‘see you later’ than a ‘goodbye forever’ kinda thing. At some point, I don’t know or care when, we’ll continue where we left off. Mark my words.”

You laugh, wiping away a stray tear. You’ve definitely heard those words before. “Have you been talking to Maria lately?”

He gives you a confused look. “No, not since we went on that double date with her and Ellie like two weeks ago, why?”

“She said a similar thing to me when I vented to her this weekend.”

“Really? Oh. I thought I was clever for that one.”

“You were.” You smile, rubbing small circles on the top of his hand.

A comfortable silence settles. The waitress comes back with the check and you give her your card against Thomas’ protests. It’s not long before she comes back and wishes that you both have a good rest of your day.

“This is gonna fucking suck.” Thomas suddenly says bluntly.

“Yeah, it is.” You sigh. “But you know what? We’re gonna make the most of the next three months. We’ll laugh together, we’ll cry together, we’ll enjoy the good times, and when the time comes… we won’t look back. Then, maybe one day, when I’m an engineer and you’re in the NFL… we’ll meet again.”

He sends you a watery smile, giving your hand a small squeeze. “I’m countin’ on it, sweetheart.”

You reciprocate his smile as a small silence stretches in between you two.

Thomas’ eyes fall onto his untouched (and probably now cold) coffee and with his free hand he reaches for the cream. You take that as a sign to let his hand go to let him tend to his glorified bean water, but as you try to withdraw your fingers from his, he just holds on tighter.

“Um, excuse me? What do you think you’re doin’?” He asks, glancing at you like you just committed a sin. 

“Don’t you need to pour creamer?” You raise an eyebrow, wondering what the big deal is. “I don’t want you to spill it.”

“Girl, I can pour creamer with one hand, thank you very much.” And there’s the Thomas you know and love, not that he was ever absent in the first place, but it’s good to see him messing around again. “Let me hold your hand in peace because God knows how many more times I’ll get to do it. I gotta savor it.”

“Stoppp.” You whine, drawing the word out. “This is how you’re gonna act until graduation, isn’t it?”

“You complainin’, sweetheart?” He fake pouts as he carefully pours the cream in his coffee and stirs with a spoon. “I thought you loved me.”

You roll your eyes. “You know I love your dramatic ass.”

“Mhm. In more ways than one.” Thomas hums before he takes a sip of his coffee. He cringes when he realizes it’s cold and you laugh at his reaction.

“Ready to go yet?” You ask, amused.

He nods. “We’re not going back to class, though, are we? Because if that’s the case, then no.”

“What? Hell no. Who do you think I am?” You say as you both mutually let go of each other’s hand to get up from the booth.

“A goody-two-shoes, that’s what you are. Really, baby, I didn’t expect you to mention skipping class. That’s like… blasphemy for you.”

You shrug as he holds the front door open for you. “Guess you’re rubbing off on me.”

Thomas gives you a suggestive look and that causes you to smack his arm. “God, Thomas, not like that. Jesus.”

He lets out a full-bodied laugh as you approach your car and he grabs you by the waist as he leans back against the driver’s door. He presses a kiss to your forehead, hugging you close to him. “Just messin’.”

You roll your eyes before you pull back to look him up and down.

“When’d you get this jacket? Haven’t seen you in it before.” You muse, bringing your hands up to grab the denim on each side of his collar.

“A week ago? Maybe two? This is my first time wearing it, though.” He answers before he smirks. “Why? You like it?”

“Yeah, you look good in denim.”

“Do I, now?” He cocks his head slightly, amused as your face drifts closer.

“Mhm. The jacket really suits you.” You hum, releasing the material with one of your hands to slide it up to his jaw. You give him a soft kiss on his lips before you pull back. “Might look better on the floor, though. I don’t know. We’ll have to try and find out.”

Thomas’ eyebrows shoot up in surprise; he hadn’t expected you to turn the suggestive talk around on him. A smirk forms on his lips as he presses them to yours one more time.

“Your parents home?” He mumbles against you.

You pull away slightly to think about it for a second. “No, actually.”

“Well, then I guess we’re about to find out.”

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Over the next few months, you and Thomas keep the promise you gave to each other at the diner. You’ve stayed positive and lived in the moment and, to be honest, those three months have probably been the best three months of your life.

You and Thom are both making the most of your time, making sure to spend almost every weekend together. 

You study together even though you don’t share any classes. Most of the time is spent doing homework in silence, but you still enjoy each other’s presence.

For spring break, you go on a trip to the beach with Thomas, Maria, Ellie, James, Aaron, and a few more mutual friends. The week is full of banter and lots of fun-filled memories that you’ll remember for many years to come. It’s definitely one of the many highlights of senior year.

Thomas, being his over-the-top self, asks you to prom by spelling ‘Prom?’ out with bouquets of roses on your front lawn. And as if that isn’t enough, you wake to the sound of a live orchestral quartet playing your favorite song. You groggily walk over to your window to see where the sound is coming from and you’re met with the sight of your boyfriend grinning up at you with his arms gesturing around him proudly.

Of course you say yes. 

You would have said yes even if he had asked you casually — but what can you say… you’re a sucker for flowers and he knows it.

Prom night is an absolute blast. You feel like a stunner in your dress and Thomas looks unbelievably handsome in his fitted tux. You stay together the entire night, dancing, singing, laughing, and joking around with both your and his friends.

You almost lose track of the amount of date nights you have with Thomas. You have movie nights, some nights you go rollerskating, concerts, restaurants, hell, you even go paintballing together, which is something that neither of you had ever thought you’d get into.

But as June grows closer and closer, you can’t help but feel that heaviness settle back into your chest. You’d be lying if you said that you haven’t thought about backing out of this agreement the two of you have. In fact, you’ve spent countless nights lying wide awake (sometimes right next to Thomas), trying to figure out how things would go if you decide to stay together.

With your parents deciding to move down to Miami a week after you graduate, it pushes the day you move out to LA earlier than you had originally intended, which makes the idea of staying together seem next to impossible. Your mother says that it’ll be a good opportunity for you to get to know the LA area before classes start in August. 

This causes you and Thomas to have a more in-depth conversation about the plan and it ends with you two deciding to break it off a week before your big move. Both of you are in agreement that it would be best for the both of you, so that you have some time to recover. You figure it will be easier that way.

So, when the time comes to start packing your things for your move to California (and your parents’ move to Florida), you get stressed out. You notice that Thomas’ and your enthusiasm/positivity starts to fade as the date of graduation creeps closer and closer.

Which brings you to the present.

On the day of graduation, reality finally hits you. Because not only are you recognizing the fact that you’re leaving the love of your life in eight days to go to school in Cali, you’re also leaving Maria who has been a constant in your life since elementary school.

Maria plans to stay in town and go to community college to knock out all her general education classes before she transfers to a four-year university. Luckily, her girlfriend Ellie has the same idea, so they’ll be taking the same path after high school.

At least they will be together.

Unlike you and Thom, who are currently posing for a photo together for his and your parents who stand behind their phones grinning and teary eyed. You both give your best smiles to the cameras, trying to preserve the memory as best as possible without breaking.

Surprisingly, you and Thomas have stayed strong despite the impending suspension of your relationship that lingers in the atmosphere between you. Although teary eyed because you are saying goodbye to a lot of friends and faculty you’ve gotten to know over the years, you and Thomas don’t cry on graduation day. You don’t cry during the ceremony, you don’t cry during the many pictures you take that day, and you don’t cry at the large family dinner the Jefferson household holds for both you and Thomas.

You’ve both toughed it out both privately and in public. But graduation day eventually comes to its inevitable end, and the day after begins, marking your last day with Thomas Jefferson as your boyfriend.

The two of you make your last day special and have a day-long picnic in a nearby park. You wake up early and spend the entire day together, laughing, kissing, talking, and having as much fun as you can with the inevitable future looming over your heads. You both make the best of your time together, and that’s really all you can ask for.

As the day goes by, your time together begins to run out. And both of your composures begin to fade as each second passes.

While your curfew to be back home is 10pm, you and Thomas decide to hold onto each other a bit longer, so he drives you home and you sneak him into your room when your parents are too busy packing in the basement. They know that this is your last day with Thomas, so when you’re distracting them while Thomas makes his way up the stairs, you tell them that you’re going to sleep early. They comfort you for a few minutes but leave you to your own grief, knowing to respect your wish of ‘sleeping the night off.’

Little do they know, you and Thomas decide to have one more special night together. 

When you finally make your way up to your bedroom, Thomas is sitting on your bed, glancing at the half-empty boxes in the corner of your room that need to be filled. Half of your room is packed up, but you’ve put off packing lately to spend time with Thom before you physically can’t anymore.

You let out a sniffle and you don’t realize that you are on the verge of crying until you see Thomas begin to break, too.

“Come here.” He murmurs, standing up from your bed to pull you into a tight hug. 

You both cry into each other’s shoulders, fully letting yourselves go emotionally as you let out your pent up sadness. You’re getting each other’s clothing wet with tears, but neither of you care as you cling onto each other, not wanting to let go.

You don’t know how long you stay there or how long it takes until both of you calm down enough so that your tears fall silently.

“I told you this was gonna fucking suck.” Thomas mumbles against you, causing you to let out a laugh and sob at the same time.

You don’t respond, but after a few seconds, you pull away from his shoulder to look at him. Silence stretches between you before you whisper, “I love you.”

“I love you.” He echoes without hesitation before he leans his forehead against yours. You both bask in each other’s presence for a few more beats until Thomas speaks again, his words shaking. “Football won’t be the same without you, Y/N. I won’t be the same without you.”

“You played football for years before I became a part of your life. You’ll be fine, T.” You say quietly, though you are absolutely sure of your words. You bring a hand up to cup his cheek and wipe some of his tears away. “You’re gonna move on and be great and show people what you’re capable of.”

Silence stretches between the two of you before you take a step away from him as you remember something. Thomas frowns at your sudden withdrawal, but you explain yourself as you both wipe at your faces to dry them as best as each of you can.

“That reminds me…” You say, digging into one of the open boxes in the corner of your room until you feel a familiar piece of fabric. You pull out Thomas’ purple hoodie — the one he gave to you the night you officially became a couple. Damn, it feels so long ago now, but it hasn’t even been two years. “Here. You should probably take this back.”

He lets out a small laugh and takes the purple fabric from you to examine it. He seems lost in thought, but after a few moments, he shakes his head and hands it back to you. “Nah. Keep it.”

When you don’t take it, his hand reaches out to one of yours and he wraps your fingers around the fabric. You try to protest, but he continues.

“Don’t want you forgettin’ about me, now, do we?” He chuckles dryly.

“I won’t forget you, Thomas.” Your voice sounds so sure of your words that Thomas has no choice but to believe you.

He swallows and looks down for a second before he glances back into your eyes. “I know.”

“You’re gonna forget about me, though.”

Thomas shakes his head and his eyebrows scrunch together and he looks like he’s about to break again before he reaches out to pull you close.

“Never.” He mumbles into your hair before he pulls back. “Hey, I mean it from the bottom of my heart. I will never forget you, Y/N Y/L/N. I couldn’t even if I tried.”

He brings his hands up to cup both sides of your face. His thumbs brush some fresh tears away before he continues to talk. “These eyes? Unforgettable. This beautiful face? Ingrained in my brain forever, sweetheart, I promise you that.” One of his thumbs lightly brushes over your lips. “Don’t even get me started on these lips. I’ll miss them for sure.”

Thomas pauses for a second before his beautiful brown eyes gaze into yours, letting you know that he truly means his next words. “I’m never going to forget any part of you, Y/N.”

You stay there, gazing at one another with nothing but pure love and admiration. Without breaking eye contact, you gingerly put Thomas’ hoodie (which is apparently yours now) back in the box you removed it from. You reach up to pull Thomas’ lips down to yours passionately. 

Thomas responds, instantly reciprocating the kiss with the same amount of emotion that you pour into it. He moves his hands from your cheeks to pull your body closer to him. Your hand digs into the material of his shirt and suddenly, you can’t get enough of each other. You both need more — to be closer — but neither of you rush anything. You take it slow and try to take in every little detail about each other.

As layer after layer of clothing comes off, you two savor the feeling of each other’s lips, bodies, and touch. Every soft moan, every sigh, every gasp, every kiss… each and every moment that you spend with each other is savored in one final heat-filled act of love.

Afterwards, you both lie in your bed under the blankets, Thomas’ arm around your naked body and your head on his bare chest. You cherish each other’s presence for one final time, basking in silence until Thomas finally breaks it, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You still sure about this, sweetheart?”

You are quiet for a few seconds before you answer, sotto voce. “Yeah, T.” You listen to his steady heartbeat as you bring your hand up to rest on his torso. “You?”

He nods slowly. “Yeah.”

A few seconds pass and you subconsciously trace little circles on his abdomen with your thumb. Thomas’ arm tightens around your waist as he pulls your closer.

“I’m sorry things have to end this way.” He mumbles against you, his deep voice reverberating throughout his chest.

“Don’t be.” You murmur, exhausted from the emotional toll this day has taken on you. But you wouldn’t trade it for the world — unless there’s a way where it doesn’t end with you and Thomas going your separate ways.

You shake your head at yourself for thinking so negatively. You promised each other something back at that diner.

“It’s not the end, T.” You speak out loud, shifting so that your head rests on the pillow and you’re face to face with Thomas. “You said it yourself before and now it’s my turn to say it: this is a ‘see you later,’ alright? So I better fucking see you later, or else.”

He laughs (oh, you’re gonna miss that laugh) and his hand slides up the curve of your hip to pull himself closer to you. “Back at ya, princess.”

You both sniffle, but you know that your time together, for the time being, at least, has come to an end — especially as both of you begin to drift off no matter how hard you try to stay awake.

“I don’t want to say goodbye.” You whisper in Thomas’ warm embrace.

Thomas responds after he brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear. “You don’t have to.” 

So neither of you do. 

And you both fall asleep, bodies entangled with one another, content to be in each other’s embrace one last time before you move away.

The next morning, Thomas wakes up before you do and he slowly untangles himself from you as he wills himself to stay strong. He dresses himself as quietly as he can before he presses one last kiss to your temple.

Then, he takes one last look at your sleeping form before he leaves, keeping his word to you and not giving either of you a chance to say your goodbyes.

⋆﹥━━━━━━━   ♛   ━━━━━━━﹤⋆

A week later, your heart beats frantically as you drop a box of things you plan on leaving behind against the wall outside of your room.

It’s minutes before you’re supposed to leave for the airport — you want to leave early in case something goes wrong and you get delayed. Sighing, you walk back into your empty room to check for any last things you may have missed packing into the many boxes that are already stashed into your parents’ car.

“Y/N?” You hear your brother call out from downstairs. “I think there’s someone waiting for you outside.”

Who could it be? You’ve already said your goodbyes to Maria earlier that day when she’d helped you finish packing.

Erik gives you a sad smile as you pass by and you give him a confused look.

“What? Who is it?” You ask, eyebrows raised. “You know we have to leave in a few, right?”

“You’ll see.” Erik says, causing you to sigh.

After determining that your final sweep (even though you’ve done it three times now) is done, you make your way past Erik and open the front door. When you make it onto your driveway, you’re shocked to see Thomas Jefferson standing there with a sheepish grin and his hands in his pockets, looking as handsome as ever.

“Thomas…” You trail off, surprised to see him after your last day together the week prior. “What are you doing here?”

Your boyfriend (well… ex now, technically) walks closer and takes his hands out of his pockets. You can see him fidgeting with his fingers as he speaks. “I uh…” He breathes out a nervous laugh before one of his hands reaches up to rub the back of his neck. 

You watch him from a few feet away as he struggles to get his words out.

“Well, I… as your… not-boyfriend wanted to say goodbye.” He says softly, shifting his eyes to the ground briefly before looking back up to gaze into yours. “I changed my mind. Leaving without saying goodbye just gutted me and made me feel like we had unfinished business. I had to see you one more time, Y/N. I-I’m sorry.” Thomas’ voice is unstable as he apologizes and you feel tears well up in your eyes as he continues. “I know this breaks our agreement and everything, but I couldn’t just let you leave before—”

You cut him off by stalking forward to wrap him into a crushing hug — a hug the two of you desperately need at the moment. Thomas doesn’t waste a second before his arms encircle your waist to hold you just as tightly to him.

Even though you had spent the entire day with each other just a week prior, the need to see each other — to feel each other — one last time has consumed you both. You agree that waking up to an empty bed without saying a proper goodbye (even though it’s what you had initially wanted) had crushed you, and it had caused you to be an emotional wreck to the following two days.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles, sniffling before letting out a bittersweet laugh. “I just made this so much more fucking difficult for us.”

“It’s okay.” You reciprocate his laugh as tears stream down your face. “It’s so worth it, T.”

A few minutes pass by as you hold each other close.

“I know I’ve said this before, but I’m really gonna miss you.”

“I’m gonna miss you too, T.” You say quietly. “So much.”

You’ve lost track of time and your mother is the one to finally bring you and Thomas back to reality.

“Y/N, we gotta go, honey…” Your mom speaks as softly as possible from her position at the front door, and you can see the guilt on her face as she watches her daughter’s heart break. “You’re gonna be late for your flight.”

You turn back to Thomas and give him an apologetic look. “I’m sorry…”

“Don’t apologize, Y/N. You gave me the best year and eight months I could ever ask for… so thank you.”

You look up at him for a second before you sob and crash into his chest. “I love you.”

“I know. I love you, too.” He replies softly before he steels himself. “But you have a flight to catch. Which means you need to go.”

You give him one last kiss, it’s watery from both of your tears but neither of you care.

“Go be great.” He says when you pull back. “You deserve the world, Y/N.”

He holds your hand until the grip slips when you take a step towards the car.

“See you later, Thomas.”

He smiles through his tears before he replies. “I’ll see you later, sweetheart.”

You get in the car and a few seconds later, your mother pulls out of the driveway (apparently Erik and your father are going to drive separately). As the car drives away, Thomas waves from your driveway until you can’t see him anymore. You know that’s the last you’ll see of him for a while.

And maybe, just maybe, you regret leaving him behind.

But a voice lingers in the back of your mind that gives you some sort of relief:

If it’s meant to be, then it’s meant to be.

[alittlesimp]

kierkegaard and bsd fyodor

!! there may be manga spoilers ahead (i have NOT proofread) !!

small warning beforehand – i am in no way a professional philosopher or even good at writing essays. i took two years of philosophy in high school and kind of ran with it haha. i just thought this would be a fun analysis for me to make because fyodor is portrayed as a religious character – yet he murders, like, a lot. he immediately reminded me of kierkegaard, my favourite religious weirdo (lovingly). i grew up catholic so i do have a bit of knowledge on christianity and all, but i havent been to church in like 5 years so the parts about the bible and all might be a bit rusty, but i will obviously check to get the biggest stories etc right. english also isn’t my first language, so there might be a few mistakes here and there.

i do honestly believe there is more value in analyzing his behaviour with the irl fyodor’s books but 1) i am not as familiar with those as i am with kierkegaard and 2) that has been done before!! here and here. please do check these out, they’re incredibly well done. also, this is just a really vague comparison that i have been thinking about for days now so she’s gonna be a bit messy (no capital letters and not proofread, sorry i wrote this in a adhd-fueled Rage) and Maybe even complete bullshit, who knows! okkkk whooo lets get into this!!

Intro

first off, there’s not going to be a real justification for his actions. i’m just trying to explain his actions, i would never justify genocide (:

so i’ve seen a lot of people state that fyodor sees himself as god, and while i do think there is some truth in that, i don’t think that fyodor thinks he is god humanified, more that he sees himself as god’s righthand man? i’m not going to go very deep into this because i’m honestly not too sure what i think about this exactly, i might delve into this in the future after familiarizing myself a bit more with the irl author!

i also don’t think fyodor is a psychopath who doesn’t understand the severity of his actions. i really do think he completely understands he’s literally murdering people left and right, but that it’s a necessary evil to rid the world of ability users (he also mentions ‘the freedom of death’ shit a couple of times which is not really relevant here but… scary). this might be a bit confusing to most, why do something if you know it’s a shitty thing to do? to fully understand his standpoint, we’ll have to first discuss the philosophy of kierkegaard.

Kierkegaard

søren kierkegaard was a danish philosopher who is often seen as the guy who kickstarted the whole existentialism thing. although i definitely don’t agree with him, he is one of my favorite philosophers because his theories are just so fucking weird but like, still well-constructed.

kierkegaard’s main idea that we touched on in philosophy class was that other people’s judgement does not matter if god has given you a task. no matter how immoral it is by society’s standards, be it murder, extortion, fraud or sundry other crimes, if god himself has ordered you to do it, there is no need to justify this by anyone else’s moral or ethical standards. now, the actual theory’s a little more nuanced than this, but you do see where i’m going with this, right?

a quick example: the story of abraham. abraham was ordered by god to kill his son to prove his faith, which is considered a massive yikes like, everywhere in the world. however, abraham brought his son up to where he was going to sacrifice him and at the last moment, an angel told him that god was satisfied and that he didn’t have to actually do it. god created horrible youtube pranks y’all!

in his book fear and trembling, kierkegaard describes the anguish/anxiety (translations differ, but honestly i think i’d feel EVERYTHING if god told me to kill my hypothetical child) that abraham must have felt and why he ‘thinks’ (kierkegaard wrote this under a penname, and because he’s a bit of a funny guy it’s often unclear what he really believes) abraham isn’t just a triggerhappy guy, but just a devout christian. abraham must have believed that god would never let him do something as abhorrent as killing your son, and trusted that god would have had him do the right thing. kierkegaard states that, in faith, your individual relationship with god is more important than the church and even society’s general ethical and moral ideas.

ofcourse, this perfectly aligns with religious extremism and terrorism – which is exactly why people usually take kierkegaard’s words with a good handful of salt. but in our case, with our favourite smelly rat man, it might help us explain his mindset a bit better.

Fyodor

now, how does this link back to fyodor?

fyodor takes up abraham’s place in this story. he knows that what he’s doing is in no way explainable by moral or ethical reasons, but because he believes that it is god’s wish, he will have to do the dirty work. think about it: abraham would have really murdered his son if god hadn’t stopped him, so maybe fyodor’s killing really would be necessary to please god. in abraham’s case, it was to test his obedience and faith, so it’s not 100% the same as directly being given the task to create a new perfect world without ability users or whatever. but just like abraham thought that god would have him do the right thing, fyodor trusts completely that god is guiding him in his actions and that therefor, he is doing the right thing.

he knows it won’t make sense to others, he knows he can’t justify it by society’s standards, but he feels like he’s justified in doing it anyway because god gave him permission somehow. he most likely also thinks all his crimes are for the greater good, or that the sin of the general ability using population heavily outweighs his own.

in the end, i think him believing he has to do this will link back to his backstory somehow (which i’m INCREDIBLY curious about). i could probably write some more about this but I need to get this out of my system so that’s it. i might redo this in the future but who knows! maybe after i familiarize myself with the irl fyodor a bit more <3.

if you have any comments, spot any mistakes or have a question: don’t be shy, drop an ask so i can give you an in-depth answer (if i’m feeling it, it might take a while, i’m a bit tired n all) don't bully me i will cry <3 (: love u!

[bunnyywritings]

Hii! May I ask hcs with shinsou todoroki bakugou and kaminari with a korean s/o and she is able to speak lots of languages, please? I know korean, english, japanese and portuguese, for example! Thank you so much

reaction to fem!s/o who is multilingual

[a/n: I-oh my goodness that’s so impressive!! Thank you for the request anon! sorry for the wait 😣here you go! -yours truly, bunnyy  ps. bro the only other language I speak is spanish...being multilingual seems awesome}

hitoshi shinso 

☆ He would definitely ask you to “teach” him a few phrases but has absolutely no intention of actually learning

☆ like he just wants to hear you speak as much of any language you can

☆ because of his quirk, I think he has like a thing for someone with a nice voice so he just loves to hear you talk

☆ he’d bother you to help him with his english homework A LOT, especially if you’re fluent because you have such a high grade in that class

☆ I think I take that first statement back, he’d definitely want to learn any phrases you want to teach him to help strengthen his quirk

☆ he’d learn a few cheesy phrases just to surprise you with them and catch you off guard

☆ he’d be a sucker for your native tongue though

☆ he loves hearing you talk to a relative on the phone because he gets to hear how your voice naturally gets a little deeper, the way the syllables drip off of your tongue like honey and the little sound effects that come with it

☆ there was a time when the two of you were on a date and a foreigner came up to you with hopeful eyes and asked if you had spoken any english, his eyes filled with pride as he watched you effortlessly give them directions or help them translate something

☆ as you waved at them and wished them luck, you felt his gaze on you

“Toshi? What is it? Do I have something on my face?” you had slipped back into japanese so easily. You were confused when a small smile grew on his lips.

☆ “Nah, I just have the most talented girlfriend. That’s all.” His words made you blush profusely. “I really am proud of you, you know that?”

☆ “Of course I know Toshi.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, his instinctively wrapping around your waist and pulled you closer. “What’s gotten into you?”

☆ “Nothing, but I think there may be a problem.” You frowned at his words. “You’ve put me under your spell. I’m so in love with you.” Your eyes widened as he confessed his love in your native tongue. Dialect and pronunciation were perfect.

☆ “Well, you’re not the only one because I love you too.”

☆ the two of you shared a kiss then and there, even if he wasn’t a big fan of PDA

☆ he just had to kiss you or he might die

shoto todoroki

❆ transferring to UA and being a foreigner was weird

❆ everyone was drowning you in questions, asking about your quirk, why you moved, where you came from, it was just too much but you instantly noticed Todoroki

❆ not because he was quiet but while everyone (minus bakugou) was bombarding you with questions, he was unapologetically staring at you, his sharp bi-colored eyes sent shivers down your spine

❆ but instead of looking away, you stared back with the same intensity because he was strikingly handsome

❆ he thought the same about you, from the moment you walked into class and introduced yourself, he was entranced by your beauty

❆ he could tell that japanese was most definitely not your native language, he was impressed with how well you passed as a japanese native

❆ as time went on, he came to appreciate you as a person

❆ the way you held yourself to a certain standard without coming off as stuck up or your selfless nature when it came to your fellow classmates

❆ he remembers one time that he woke up at 2am to go get a glass of water when he saw you by the couch and he noticed the two slumped figures on both couches. Mina on one and Denki on the other

❆ you hadn’t noticed hid so he watched as you carefully lifted Mina’s head and slipped a pillow under it before making sure she was covered properly with a blanket, doing the same with Kaminari before muttering something to yourself in another language and going back to your room

❆ he frowned, what did you say and what language was it in? shrugging, he got his water and went back to sleep

❆ surprise surprise, it was you that confessed to him halfway through the year

❆ he was surprised but confessed his feelings as well before insisting on taking you on a proper date with full intention to max out his dad’s credit card

❆ one saturday, the two of you were in your room studying when you got a phone call. You apologized before going to answer and his eyes widened when he heard you speak, it wasn’t japanese

❆ he was enthralled by how it sounded spilling from your lips, the words were foreign to him but he couldn’t help but listen in

❆ “What was that?” he asked once you hung up, you explained that it was your mom and that was your native tongue, you then explained to him the different languages you could speak in

❆ I think he’d only ask you to help him learn english and maybe your native tongue

❆ “Why would you wanna learn that, Sho?” You asked as you were sat in his lap and brushed his bangs from his forehead

❆ “Well when I meet your parents, I would want to make a good first impression.”

❆ his words shocked you, he wasn’t really one to joke about things like that

❆ “You want to learn for when you meet my parents?”

❆ “Well of course I do but if you don’t want me to meet them, then that’s alright.”

❆ “You’re so sweet Sho, of course I’ll teach you.” You peppered his face with kisses, enjoying the way his cheeks slowly turned pink

❆ “I think you missed a spot, princess?”

❆ “Oh really, where?” He took you by surprise when he grabbed you chin softly between his fingers and tilted your head down.

❆ “Right here.” he planted a sweet kiss on your lips, smiling into the kiss as he felt the warmth of your hands on his cheeks

❆ your parents meet him and they love him

katsuki bakugou

☀ baby would be very confused when he hears you speak something other than japanese

☀  he heard you speak to All Might once in fluent english and he just stood there, eyes moving quickly between the two of you as he tried to keep up with what was going on

☀ he’d 100% get competitive and try to learn another language to 1-up you but it doesn’t work and he’d get all pouty

☀ “Why didn’t you ask me to teach you something? You know I wouldn’t mind.”

☀ he came up to you once and insulted you in portuguese, it was an accident though...he definitely learned that duolingo and google translate were definitely NOT good tools to learning a new language

☀ “Suki, why would you say that to me?” he frowned at the tears in your eyes

☀ ”Wait...what did I say?”

☀ “You basically told me that my face was uglier than a rats ass.” he panicked even more when the tears rolled down your cheeks. He cupped your face and kissed the tears away

☀ “I’m sorry, I was trying to say that you are the most gorgeous woman I’ve met.” You’re not really sure how he got that phrase but the guilt in his voice definitely told you that it wasn’t on purpose so you forgave him...on a condition

☀ “I’ll forgive you if you cuddle me for the rest of the day.” you had never seen this boy move so fast. He tackled you to the bed and wrapped you up on his arms

☀ during this cuddle time, he’d press kisses on whatever skin he could reach, murmuring an apology each time

☀ while you were in his arms, you taught him a phrase that he could easily say

☀ “You got it? Or do you need me to say it again?” You asked as you looked up at him, he had a scowl of concentration creasing his forehead

☀ “I think I’ve got it...” He muttered. There was a small silence before he took a deep breath

☀ “Y-You are sw-sweeter than h-honey...”

☀ “There you go!” You smiled proudly, it was such a corny phrase and not one he’d ever say in japanese too

☀ “So what did I just say?”

☀ “You said I was sweeter than honey? Is that true Suki? Am I sweeter than honey?”

☀ “Well babe, why don’t we find out?” He slyly brought you down for a kiss, lips dancing slowly and sensually against each other’s

☀ “Mmm you are sweeter than honey, so sweet it’s intoxicating.” His voice rumbled deeply against you as he brought you in for ‘another taste.’

☀ definitely would ask you to teach him all the curse words so he could curse people out without them being able to understand

☀ 1000/10 a good idea because hearing him curse in something other than japanese was hot

denki kaminari

ϟ you would definitely end up doing his english homework for his sometimes

ϟ when he heard you and Momo speak in korean denki.exe stopped working

ϟ he was completely obsessed with hearing you speak a foreign language

ϟ he’s a very proud boyfriend, he would brag about you to ANYONE who would listen and even if they didn’t want to...they did

ϟ he loves it when you call him pet names in your native language

ϟ he’d learn how to say silly things or lame jokes in your language when you’re having a bad day, the pronunciation was terrible but you still understood what he was trying to say and it would never fail to make you laugh

ϟ he admired you so much, the way you selflessly went out of your way to help someone or to translate something for a classmate during english class, it made his heart thump in his chest

ϟ he’d secretly enlist Momo to help him learn your native language

ϟ bless that girl for having the patience because it took MONTHS for him to be semi fluent

ϟ you noticed whrn you were talking to a family memeber on the phone, you had let him stay in the room because you thought he couldn’t understand you but when you said something about how you wish you could punch Mineta in the throat he couldn’t help but stifle a laugh

ϟ you heard him but because he was looking at his phone, you thought he was just laughing at something on there

ϟ you finally figured it out when he sent you a meme that was in your native language

ϟ when you saw it, you snorted but the amusement quickly turned into confusion when you saw the profile name

ϟ you made your way to Denki’s room and you could hear him chuckling away on the other side of the door, you knocked before he said to come in and you frowned in confusion

ϟ “Did you really just send that to me?”

ϟ “Yeah...why?” His smile dropped. “Was it not funny?”

ϟ “It was but how did you know it was?”

ϟ “Because I watched it? Geez baby, what kind of question is that?” he shrugged nonchalantly but that definitely made you more suspicious.

ϟ “You know, don’t you?” You narrowed you eyes as you asked him in your mother tongue

ϟ “I don’t know, maybe I do...or maybe I don’t?” He responded almost perfectly.

ϟ you were completely shocked

ϟ “What? Wh-when did you even-?” You couldn’t even form a sentence. “Why?”

ϟ “I wanted to impress you, sunshine.” He responded flawlessly once again.

ϟ “You’re the best, Kami. You know that?”

ϟ “Yeah, I know but it definitely doesn’t hurt to be reminded.” his goofy grin made your heart do somersaults

ϟ “I love you Kami, you’re so silly.” You nuzzled your nose against his in an eskimo kiss

ϟ “I love you too pretty girl, you’re just amazing.”

ϟ i have a soft spot for this idiot :(

[nekoannie-chan]

Suffocation

Pairing: Brock Rumlow X Mutant! Reader

Word count: 1585 words.

Summary: How did the fact that people didn't accept mutants in the past affect you?

Warnings: Angst, lots of angst, panic attacks, PTSD, low self-esteem, past anti-mutant sentimental and actions, depression, anxiety.

A/N: “Mutie” is a derogatory way to call the mutants that some people use in The Gifted.

The sources I checked are in Spanish because I need to understand deeply all the concepts and are these: PTSD 1, PTSD 2, panic attack 1, panic attack 2

Flashbacks are in italics.

The dream is in italics and bold.

This is my entry to the @golden-ariess ‘s Lucid Dreams Writing Challenge with the prompt:

“You keep saying love isn’t real, how would you know if you haven’t given it a real chance”

Also is my entry to the @jbbarnesnnoble ‘s  Mental Health Awareness Month Writing Challenge with the dialogue prompt #4:

“You ever feel like you can’t breathe? Like the whole world is collapsing in on itself and no one notices? No one cares? Like you can’t escape it?”

And my entry to the @stareyedplanet ‘s Lin’s 100 Follower Challenge with the angst prompt # 8:

“I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong. And don’t try lying to me!”

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistake please let me know and I will correct it.

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These days were always difficult, the memories... Despite seeking help, it seemed as if it hadn't worked, the medication wasn't a solution either, it wasn't helping you at all, but your powers were affected. You've already tried too many things, but NOTHING worked.

You saw how your other team members were happy, but it was like you felt like you didn't deserve it... or rather as if something was going to happen and it would ruin it.  

You couldn't help thinking that you could have done something else to save them... if you had never made those mistakes...  

You were out of the room when the team showed up, basically just seeing them for training and missions, other than that, you avoided them, Brock realized; it wasn't the first time you'd done it and that worried him.  

It was known that Brock was not very expressive with his feelings, like you, so everyone was surprised when they discovered that you and he had a relationship.

 You had your head hidden in your arms on the base garden table after a long workout.  

The night before you had that nightmare again, that nightmare that always seemed so real, but you knew it couldn't be real; it was simply the memories that overwhelmed your mind. It was always so real as if you were back in those moments.

"Are you too tired because of training?” Brock asked you sitting in front of you.  

You raised your head when you heard it and you just nodded.  

"You're lying," he said.  

"I beg your pardon?”  

"Whenever you lie, you're lying, nose wrinkles, and it gives you away," Brock said. 

You were perplexed, you've never noticed, you'd pay more attention the next time.  

"Have you been spying on me? “You questioned trying to change the subject of conversation.

"What? No, it's just a very noticeable thing," Brock said.  

"So what?” 

"Don't change the subject, you seem to be hiding something and the presence of others...” 

"Nobody likes mutants and it's not something new," you interrupted him.  

"Don't say those things, I do, I like you Y/N," he replied.  

"You must be joking, I don't like anyone, love is for children, it's not real; It's just a lie... 

"It's not true, if only...” 

"If only nothing, I say it because it's the truth.”

“You keep saying love isn’t real, how would you know if you haven’t given it a real chance” 

You opened your mouth without being able to say anything, your mind was trying to process what you just heard.  

"Give me a chance, I can prove you wrong," Brock continued.  

He came close enough and kissed you, you kissed him too. 

 You opened your eyes, again you were in your high school, but alone inside the classroom, you opened the door, the hallway seemed empty, you started walking, the other doors of the place were closed, you breathed deep, trying not to panic, the road took you to the gym.  

Suddenly a basketball hit your back, you turned around and you were surrounded by your classmates, who started throwing you more and more balls. 

“Get out of here mutie, we don't want you here,” 

"You're not well received.”  

"All muties do is bring troubles.”  

You were going backwards, you wanted them to shut up, you didn't see the pool behind you and when you fell into it, you tried to get out, you couldn't, the panic in you started to increase, you couldn’t breathe...

 “Y/N!” Brock called you again trying to wake you up. 

You woke up and tried to get him off his back thinking you were still dreaming while you were screaming. 

"It's me, Brock, you're safe, it was just a nightmare," he said, trying to sound calm.  

"Brock?” You asked between sobs. 

"Yes babe, it's me.”  

You hugged him and wept in his arms, he stroked your hair to comfort you.  

"Do you want to talk?” He asked.  

You shook your head, you kept your head sunk in your chest.  

"Y/N, don't you want to play monopoly with us? Natasha invited you.  

"No thanks," you declined.

"Come on Y/N," Brock tried to cheer you up. 

"No, I have... things to do.”  

You knew that if you stayed with them for a long time, something bad would happen, or worse, you thought that at any moment I was going to attack you for being a mutant.  

The team had broken into a mission, you didn't know where the others were, you went into a small room, you checked your gun, you no longer had ammunition, you locked the door if any enemy found you, and you were at a disadvantage.

You tried to open the door after a few moments, but this one didn't give way. You had become trapped, you felt that you could not breathe, you were terrified, you had tried to ask for help through the intercom, no sound came out of your mouth, you were paralyzed from fear, and you could not bear to be in dark or small places for long.  

You felt that space was shrinking, as if the walls were moving to trap you, you couldn't think clearly, no one knew you were there.

 The guy you liked took your hand, at sixteen it was too exciting. 

"Do you think we should go in?” He asked you pointing his head towards the door in front of them.  

You nodded shyly, was he going to kiss you, what was going to happen in there?  

He opened the door, turned to you and smiled at you.  

"Ladies first," he said by holding your hand to get you in.  

Once you were near the door he pushed you hard inside the place and closed on the outside.   

"This is what the muties deserve," he said from the outside.

You tried to open it, but it was stuck, you screamed, it seemed that no one was listening to you or if they did they were ignoring you and probably mocking you; you weren't sure if it was minutes or hours, the anguish was starting to grow, you were in the dark, you didn't know there was around you; somehow you managed and managed to get out with the help of your powers, outside there was no one and it was dark.  

You immediately went to your house, your parents were worried, and they didn't know where you'd been. 

"Y/N, where were you?”  

"A guy in my class locked me up...”  

Someone knocked on the door interrupting, your father peeked out.  

"You need to leave, the Sentinel Services is here," he ordered you.

Your mom got you out of the house, yet they got caught, you got to hear her screams asking you to leave.  

That day you ran like you've never done before. They had died at the Mutant Detention Center.

 Brock managed to find you, opened the door, called you several times, but it was like you didn't hear it, he came over and took your hand.  

"Baby, can you hear me?”  

There was no answer, your face reflected terror, with the other hand raised your face. 

"Y/N, come on, breathe with me, everything's fine.”  

You did what he told you. 

"Are you all right? He asked you after they got off the ship on their way back. 

"Yes," you answered and set out to enter the base. 

Brock took your arm and stopped you, he needed to know what was going on.

“I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong. And don’t try lying to me!”

"I'm fine.”  

"Y/N, you lie, I know you very well, you hide something, and you can trust me.”  

There was no escape, you knew sooner or later you had to tell him what happened.

“You ever feel like you can’t breathe? Like the whole world is collapsing in on itself and no one notices? No one cares? Like you can’t escape it?”

"No, I've never felt it," he replied a confusedly.  

"Forget it," you answered, trying to get out. 

 "Please, I love you and I want to help you.”  

"Can we go somewhere else? I don't want others to know.” 

You went to the bedroom you shared, you sat on the bed, and you took some air.  

"Since my classmates found out I was a mutant... they played jokes on me and gave me horrible nicknames; especially the girls, once they left me locked up in the dark, I had to use my powers to get out, but that meant that the Sentinel Services were for my family and me to our house, I managed to run away thanks to my mom, but they did not make it. Bad things always happen to people I love because of me...

"Is that why you're turning away from everyone?” He interrupted you.  

"I don't deserve to be happy...” 

"No, don't say that you're not to blame for anything," Brock said, stroking your face.  

"But...” 

"You know, my mother and I ran away from my father, he beat us, in the end, I think we have some things in common, but that doesn't matter, I don't even care if you're a mutant or not, all I know is that I love you, I'll help you and I'll support you with everything.”  

You smiled shyly, then you kept telling him everything that had happened over the years. He listened to you carefully while still hugging you.  

He was going to be whatever it took to make you happy.

[ridiculousyoungicarus]

Hello, I’m Katie and I play Zander, Balo and Ches! I really don’t know how to switch this up too much from my other intros so but it’s pretty much the same deal. Feel free to dm me to plot or for threads at any point, and there’s an about page link and a timeline link at the bottom!

TWs:  (Child) Abuse, Graphic Injury Depiction, Alcoholism (His Father’s), Weapons (Knives), Stabbing (Being stabbed), Scarring, Surgery, Tobacco (Smoking), Eating Disorders (his sister’s)

Is that ZANDER DRISKELL? Wow, they do look a lot like DOMINIC SHERWOOD. I hear HE is an EIGHTEEN year old FRESHMEN who are studying AEROSPACE ENGINEERING at Luxor University. Word is they are a(n) REGULAR student. You should watch out because they can be CYNICAL and RESERVED, but on the bright side they can also be RESPONSIBLE and PERSISTENT. Ultimately, you’ll get to see it all for yourself. [KATIE, 23, EST, SHE/HERS]

Full Name: Alekzander Kane Driskell Preferred Name: Zander Driskell Age: 18 Birthday: March 21st, 2002 at 05:16 PM Sexual Orientation: Biromantic bisexual Year: College Freshmen (Major: Aerospace Engineering) Occupation: Tutor Relationship Status: Single

Place of Birth: Rochester, New York Hometown: Saratoga Springs, New York Country of Citizenship: United States Languages Spoken: English, Spanish, and a little bit of French Health Issues:

- Tobacco Addiction

- He deals with pain from an injury caused by his father, although his arm functions normally

Face Claim: Dominic Sherwood Eye Color: 1 pure blue, 1 blue and brown (sectoral heterochromia) Hair Color: Brown Height: 5’11” Body References (for moles, etc): ONE & TWO. He also has two scars, ONE and TWO Face References for moles, etc): ONE & TWO Tattoo References: ONE (nsfw tw, as it was the best photo I could find)

MBTI: INTJ Enneagram: 5w6 (The Investigator with The Loyalist wing) Alignment: True Neutral Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw Zodiac: Aries Percy Jackson Parent: Hecate

Hobbies and Talents (list format):

- Reading

- Photography

- Stargazing

- Taking long rides on his motorcycle

- Judging the entirety of Luxor 24/7

Fun Facts about Zander: 

- Zander really doesn’t trust easily and he constantly is questioning people’s motives, he doesn’t think the majority of people do things for him without wanting something in return and while he doesn’t always voice this opinion - you’ve got like ten dozen different brick walls to get through if you want to get ‘inside his walls.’ It’s not impossible by any means (in my solo writing, there have been two non-sisters muses who’ve pulled it off, it’s 100% possible to do so) but it’s not easy.

- That doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about people however, he does feel empathy for others and it’s very possible for him to care about someone and not trust him. (Example: he can think of you as a friend but still be wary about your motives). Until he sees you at your worst / your rock bottom / he’s positive he knows what you’re capable of, he’s going to think you’re capable of horrific things, sorry.

- He doesn’t really discuss his feelings, he expresses them, he feels them, but he doesn’t want to talk about them. The answer to why are you crying is always “I’M FINE” unless you managed to get through his walls.

- His sisters are very important to him, he’s in constant contact with Grace (just like Balo - is) and he tries to keep an eye on Balo when he can, intervening in ways she won’t find out about if he feels like he needs to. His parents? Not so much.

- He may have a motorcycle stashed somewhere near campus. (He does)

- Zander’s usually willing to tutor if he knows a subject and you have a way of paying him. Something needs to pay for that motorcycle.

- Really big into space, he’s going to be Astronautical Engineer someday if he gets his way. (rocket scientist / rocket engineer)

Quick History:

- The Driskells come from an extremely abusive household. Their father is an alcoholic, and their mother tends to work the hours he’s home, leaving the children to fend for themselves. In turn, Zander resents both his parents

- Zander has always felt like it was his job to take care of his younger sister, Balo, even since they were children. If she needed anything, if their father was going after her, etc etc, he was the one to step in to do what was best for her. This is a habit he still hasn’t broken.

- This job became easier when their older brother, Ivan, was adopted. Even if the boy was adopted to better appearances after Balo almost caused a social service investigation.

- Zander is very antisocial and for his first year at Luxor, he mostly only talked to the baseball team and the book club. This eased slightly after Balo also came to Luxor, although he’s still not really one for socialization.

- When he was home during summer break after his sophomore year, his father stabbed him. This caused some serious damage to his deltoid and the long head of his left bicep that needed surgical repair. After the surgery, however, he thankfully made a full recovery.

- Zander has been at Luxor since he started high school, other than an occasional school break and having to go home during the summer of 2019.

Classes:

Zander is taking the standard Aeroengineering course load

Clubs and Activities:

- Book Club (President)

- Baseball Team (Pitcher)

- National Honor Society

Wanted Connections:

- Enemies, because Zander really needs more people who can't stand his shit

- People that Zander tutors

- People from the baseball team or bookclub

- Someone who hires Zander for his photography

If you’d like to know more about Zander here is a link to his about page (that has way more information on it, including his bio). You can also learn about his family on his family page here. Furthermore, here is a link to a timeline for notable Luxor events for Zander so you can have a quick recap of anything you may need to know that has happened to here during the roleplay.

[langernameohnebedeutung]

Would you have any recommendations on where one could hear/learn a German accent? I'm learning the language but my most recent teacher said that my accent/pronunciation is not very good despite being at a B1 level. I think this is probably due to I have not one, not two, but THREE separate American accents already because of how many times we moved when I was younger, so adding another accent is hell my mouth cannot keep up. Thanks for your time.

Hey sorry that I took my time answering this.Okay, first of, Josie’s personal opinion time (feel free to skip this lmao): It’s not bad to have an accent. Everyone has an accent - not just because of your native tongue but also because of the people around you, your class, family, friends or whoever you practice with. I have a German accent and probably always will have, because I learnt English from teachers with German accents, with partners and fellow pupils who had a German accent and now I study English at a German university and people around me still speak with the same accent. 90% of the conversations I hold in English are German-accented English. But at this point, I refuse to consider my accent “inferior” to...a Yorkshire accent or a New York accent just because those are “native” accents. Of course, it’s also not bad or anything to want to sound like a native speaker and I’m not going to tell you that if you truly want to speak like a native-speaker you shouldn’t pursue that interest - but it’s something few people really 100% accomplish, so pls make sure you’re not putting the actually important things like vocab, grammar and you know - enjoyment - on hold to pursue something really elusive that your teacher thinks is important. It is very hard to accomplish especially for someone not living in Germany and Germany is a country with a lot of different regional and foreign accents, so most of us have some experience with different pronunciations - so you will most likely be understood.

Now, the my actual answer to your question: 

Listening to people always helps, so does talking. I noticed it when I was still in school. I started watching American shows and it strongly affected my vocabulary and pronunciation - mind you, we were taught to speak strictly British English, American English was an evil taboo - but later I discovered my love for British films and tv shows and I reverted to the English I learnt at school, for the most part (not regarding the language level but the variety). So I definitely recommend exposing yourself to native German-speakers bc otherwise, your main influence will be your fellow students.

There are a lot of German shows on Netflix - you can check if some of them have English subtitles, I know “Dark” for example does. (I’m not sure about Vorstadtweiber, but if you want to get a taste of a Viennese accent, this might also be fun to check out. “Extra3″ is a German satire show that puts all its episodes on Youtube and with a VPN you can also access the ZDF Mediathek and RTL-Now, two very big German tv channels). 

It’s especially helpful to watch out for words you’ve so far only seen in their written form so that you know you struggle with. If you hear them, maybe stop the video and try to repeat it. If you’re interested in specific accents from specific regions (which might be a bit hard, mind you) you can also look for some source material from different regions. For example the German audio of “My Fair Lady” has her speaking with a very thick Berliner accent instead of Cockney, so that’s something you might find interesting bc it’s a film you might already be familiar with. Another tip: I noticed about myself that I easily start thinking in another language, even if I’m really far from fluent and miss words. And doing that I noticed that my inner monologue still has a German accent but it’s much weaker than when you know. my actual physical mouth is involved, for some reason. I can also imitate different English accents in my head much better than I can when I speak - you might try that and even talk to yourself. If there’s no one to tell you you are doing it wrong, it becomes much easier to experiment and have fun with language. 

In my experience, it also helps to imitate the accent the speakers of your target language have while speaking your language: I noticed that when I was practising Russian on duolingo: Now, duolingo makes you repeat sentences to practice your pronunciation and my Russian pronunciation was horrible - until I purposefully tried to sound “Russian” - suddenly Duo understood what I was saying. So you might try to speak German with what feels like an exaggerated German accent to you, even if it feels weird at first. (I do the same when I want to sound British)Another thing that helped me (much more than teachers ever did) is to watch English people contemplate and imitate and play with German accents - because even if it’s something I made fun of a lot these last days, it’s interesting and helpful, because if done for comedic or storytelling purposes (I’m going to give an example of that later on), it often highlights the aspects that make it sound different from a native pronunciation and help you localise these aspects in your own language use. That said - the reason I make fun especially of British people playing Germans is that their accents are often based on other British people pretending to be German, not actual Germans so it sounds...very different from the way we speak English. So keep in mind that it’s not always authentic. (Personally, I still think I learnt how not to pronounce the word “convenience” from an episode of Blackadder but that’s another story)

Okay I threatened that I would add an example on how accents in media might help you understand your own accent better:

There are many examples of English-speakers pretending to speak German, but since you are already at B1 and probably speak better German than most of them (many just say stuff without knowing the words or even...just make up sounds that they think sound German), so I picked a film scene that I mentioned in a post a few days ago: the pub scene from Inglorious Basterds (which I saw on youtube is apparently popular for language teaching purposes). 

It’s interesting because Michael Fassbender is half-German and knows the language somewhat so he at least knows what the words he’s saying mean. Also, he’s surrounded by native speakers which make for good comparison material. (mind you, Inglorious Basterds is obv. a film about the NS-era so while the German they speak sounds rather modern, I can understand if you would like to avoid that content. Especially since the second video ends in a shooting.)  I couldn’t find the whole scene online but if you have the DVD, you might want to look into it, because it’s much longer than the excerpts I found online and maybe you can spot more of the language patterns I will point. (It also has Christoph Waltz in it and his Austrian dialect which might also be interesting to you)

Now, what you need to know is that Fassbender plays an English spy pretending to be a German officer - but when someone points out his accent, he tries to pretend to be Swiss. He does a pretty good job speaking German actually and a German would understand every word he is saying (unlike we do with some other actors pretending to speak German) - but it’s also very obvious with every word that he’s not a native speaker (and no one would actually mistake him for Swiss.) (btw if you want to check out what an actual Swiss dialect sounds like: (x) (I could imagine it’s very difficult for English speakers, because it has a lot of “ch” sounds and is very guttural. 

Now, back to Inglorious Basterds:

The first thing that’s very interesting to look at is the first 30 seconds of the first video because it’s clear that they made Fassbender exaggerate his accent because in that scene it leads to a German soldier he’s talking to noticing and pointing out his strange pronunciation. At 0:35 in the first video it’s very, very obvious when he yells the word “zurückkehren” (which finally makes the soldier address the issue)- because he pronounces it “zurück-kerr-än” - a very typical pronunciation with an English accent. Whereas a German would usually say: zurück-kehr’n”  (You can compare it to one of the Germans saying “zurückkehren” at minute 2:30) It is also interesting to compare how Fassbender pronounces an “r” vs. how the Germans do it - because he pronounces it like you would in English, while the German “r” sound is a bit harsher and produced a little bit further back in the throat. (Tip: If You can feel it vibrate in your mouth, you’re doing it rrrright). 

When he says “rrrrrüpelhaft” it seems as if he’s trying to pronounce the “r” like a native speaker there - but overdoes it. (Fassbender does the same exaggerated “r” sound at 2:56 with the word “Regisseur” and at 2:33 with “Riefenstahl”) - which just sounds a bit off. Compare it to Til Schweiger at 1:00 saying “betrunken (oder völlig) verrückt”. btw If you compare the way Schweiger says “sprechen” in that sentence with Michael Fassbender saying “sprechen” at 2:35 you will also notice the difference in the way they pronounce the “ch”.In that sequence at 2:30, Fassbender also says “gesehen” a lot - and always pronounces it G-esehen, while a German would probably pronounce it ge-seh-’n

Something that many German learners struggle with - that you can observe in these videos as well - is the pronunciation of infinitive verbs. German verbs, as you know, usually end in “-en” (gehen, sagen, sprechen, hoffen. etc). Now, German speakers usually barely utter the second “e” at all, it’s often: geh’n, sag’n, sprech’n - it*s something that sounds a little off sometimes when Fassbender speaks, because he often puts more emphasis on it than a German would for example when he asks “Haben Sie den Riefenstahl Film gesehen?” or at 3:24 in the second video when he says “aufsteh.en.”You can also observe the impact of the native English - at 2:50 when he says “Brüder” it comes out as “Brüddr” which sounds a lot like “brother” - while in German, the “ü” is stressed and the “r” is almost inaudible.I think the biggest challenge for English-speakers is the “ch” (which unexperienced speakers often turn into a “k” sound - for example turning “Nacht” into “nackt”, always fun). You can see Fassbender struggle a little with that a few times as well (it’s particularly important to keep in mind that there are two “ch” sounds - the one produced in the front of your mouth like in “ich” or “frech” or the one produced farther back in your mouth like in “Nacht” or “Bach” - so if you encounter a word with a “ch”, it’s best to check out which one it is.You can also see him struggle with the long words in German - he basically forces “tausendjähriges” out very quickly which sounds very strange and mechanical and at 3:20 in the second video he has a different strategy and stresses EVERY part of the world Hauptsturmbannführer: “Haupt. Sturm. Bann. Führer.” which sounds ... strange even when done for dramatic purposes. You can compare that to the way the German actor says the same word at 3:31. (especially if you pay attention to how they pronounce “Führer” you will notice the proximity issue. “Führer” is a word that many English-speakers find difficult to pronounce and I think it’s a) because many English-speakers are familiar with the word “Führer” but never heard a German pronounce it b) because of the close proximity of an “ü” and two “r” sounds. When Fassbender pronounces “Führer” it sounds very much like an English person would pronounce the world in an English context while the German guy pronounces it like a German does - that’s something else to keep in mind, that words you might be familiar with like “Volkswagen” or “Weltschmerz” or any of the others are usually pronounced with an accent when English-speakers use them (The same is, of course, true for any other loan words)

There*s a similar scene in First Class also with Michael Fassbender sitting in a pub with Nazis (seriously that’s... a huge part of his repertoire it seems) which you might want to check out bc again, he speaks German and the other guys are native speakers so if you want to keep looking for different pronunciations and accents, it might be interesting. 

(Also “Auslautverhärtung” is a big issue with English-speakers and German-speakers. The reason why German speakers tend to say things like “sayin-k” and “goin-k” and “leavin-k” is because the last sound of a word is usually spoken harsher in German than it is English. English-speakers often have the opposite problem and swallow the last sound a little. I didn’t notice particularly jarring examples of that in these scenes, but it’s still something to keep in mind)

All of that said and done and dissected, I think natural development and interacting with native speakers is much more effective and fun than just trying to avoid certain pronunciations or imitate how other people sound, especially bc I don’t want to bore you with technicalities or even worse, make you nervous about speaking because honestly? Accents are fun and everyone has them. Don’t worry too much about it

If you speak slowly, people will understand you and if you spend some time around native speakers, it will help a lot, it has a strong impact on the way you speak (so obviously i recommend listening to a lot of spoken German, watch films, shows, youtube etc.) And yes, pronunciation is important - you need to be understood after all - but having an accent is natural. Everyone has at least a regional accent and I don’t understand why foreign accents are automatically considered a flaw or a sign that someone isn’t able to communicate fully in that language they learnt. 

I recommend you focus on words and grammar and listening and reading comprehension and let things grow naturally and don’t actually enjoy having an accent. There’s nothing wrong with it.

[wanna1things]

Soulmate!Hwang Minhyun

me, aggressively screaming into the void: I LOVE MINHYUN im so whipped for this boy and his 2 pairs of gucci trainers

Genre;; fluff + job! au??? school! au but like teachers! au and soulmate!au ofc

Warnings;; uhh mentions of stress

Pairing;; Hwang Minhyun x reader

Requested;; nope

Soulmate AU Type;; when you and your soulmate are close together you can see a faint red string connecting your wrists (red string soulmate au yesss) ++ you can also see the red string when either one of you is hurting (emotionally anD physically;; the other soulmate like the one who isn’t hurting can see it but the one who IS hurting can’t) (sorry this is difficult to explain i hope i did it okay??)

Summary;; When you start your new job at the local high school, one teacher really catches your eye… And he always happens to be there for you whenever you’re down.

Style;; bullet point

Word Count;; 1414

Also in this series;; Daniel | Woojin | Jihoon | Jinyoung

i love this I love minhyun

honestly your whole life you thought the red string thing was fake

your friends all seemed to have found their red string or at least seen it but

you’d never even caught a GLIMPSE of the thing

your friends were the ones who told you about it after they found their own soulmates

honestly it all sounded rather,, extra to you lol

and to be honest you were quite sure you were destined to be alone

and you know what those destined to be alone do?? they get a job!!!!!!

once you finish your studies

majoring in english

you decide to apply to work in a school which was close to your college

it seemed like a nice school, not too much drama but not too little

(come on everyone needs tea once in awhile)

you apply with your closest friend at the time, Jaehwan,, who (thank god) already had found his soulmate honestly if you turned out to be soulmates with him you might die from that laughter 24/7

you both manage to get jobs but your departments are opposite sides of the school :(

he is over in the music and performing arts area

whereas you’re in with english and social sciences

the first department meeting you go to you notice someone

i mean you’re pretty sure everyone else in the room noticed him too lol

one of the business and english teachers was… the most beautiful man you’ve ever laid your eyes on??

even though he wasn’t wearing particularly smart clothes he might as well have been he looked like a model

while you’re staring at the beauty of this guy on the opposite side of the room to you someone pokes you in the shoulder

“I see you’ve noticed Mr Hwang Minhyun. Before you ask, hes room 311. I’m Mr Yoon Jisung, by the way, philosophy teacher, room 309. Nice to meet you!”

“haha yeah sorry he’s just,, very good looking. I’m y/n y/l/n, english teacher! I can’t remember my room number but uh nice to meet you too!”

the jisung guy turns to his computer and pulls up a file and searches up your name lol

“Ahh, y/n… you got lucky, you’re room 310. Right next to your new love interest Mr Hwang!”

ah great

now you have to face him every day

honestly you two never end up talking

you wave at each other occasionally in the corridor, sometimes he’ll pick you up a coffee from the machine and leave it on your desk but

nothing more really;;

that’s until one day you’re staying late to start planning classes for tomorrow

when you get a text from literally the LAST friend you have who also hasn’t found their soulmate

it’s only a sentence long but its enough to bring tears to your eyes

‘y/n, I found my soulmate!’

you want more than anything to be happy for them but you can’t help but feel useless

like why do you have to be the last out of everyone?? will you ever even find your soulmate?

a soft knock on the door interrupts your tears and minhyun walks in with two cups of coffee in one of those like cardboard things lol

“Hey, y/n... I could hear you from next door, what’s wrong?”

you don’t even have enough time to question how he managed to hear you through a brick wall before your tears are flowing again

you know how it is,, whenever someone is nice to you ; you always cry more lol

he puts down the coffee on your desk and pulls one of the chairs over to sit next to you

in complete silence he puts his arms around you and like;; cradles you while you cry and rubs your back and hands you tissues every so often

you swear that in between the blurs of tears you see a faint flash of red uhm

but you brush it off as it being a piece of his clothing and just;; continue letting out your emotions lol

when you’re finally done you sit up and thank him and he just smiles right back at you

“no need to thank me! do you want to tell me what’s up? if you don’t that’s totally fine but like sharing is caring…wait no i mean a problem shared is a problem halved”

you laugh at his mistake and mumble back

“i’m the last person left out of my friends who doesn’t have a soulmate…”

minhyun pats your shoulder when you say this and he leans down to look into your eyes

“Hey, y/n, that doesn’t mean anything!! Look at me!! I still haven’t found mine”

YOUR HEART STARTS SUDDENLY RACING AS YOU REMEMBER THE FLASH OF RED uhh 1+1=2 is this what you think this is??

but then you notice the red charity bracelet around his wrist and your hopes = gone

he winks at you and grabs a post-it note, jotting down a number and passing it to you with one of the cups of coffee

“I have to go work on my stuff for tomorrow, but if you ever need anything just call me and uhh enjoy your coffee!”

he stands up and starts to walk out the door and you shout a quick “thank you” and he just responds with an “anytime, y/n!”

you like text him almost immediately as you sip the coffee

somehow he… has put the right amount of milk and sugar like damn is this boy a magician or psychic or something ??????????

you end up texting until literally 2am

the next day you both turn up to work looking like you got dragged through a bush

minhyun pulls it off (he could pull of wearing a TRASH BAG) but… not sure if you can say the same about yourself lol

you keep this up for a good week

and you two are so close now even the students are starting to ship it

you can’t deny that you,, have feelings,, for minhyun

he’s just the right amount of kind and funny it’s amazing HE’S amazing

anYWAY y’all out here talking until 2am every night

until you find yourself falling super behind on the work and marking for your students

you literally lock yourself in your house one friday night and try to mark like 1000 english test papers

you’re not even 100 in and you’ve already forgotten how the hell english works

suddenly theres a knock at your door

its like 11pm so honestly… you’re confused who the hell is it

you grab your baseball bat and unlock the door to a very confused looking minhyun

“were you going to hit me with that?? I text you to say I was coming”

again you didn’t have time to question how the hell he worked out where you lived before you’re rushing back to find your phone

15 unread messages from minhyun

‘haha yes omg did you hear jisung today he was telling the class jokes i could hear the groaning from my room lol’

‘hey’

‘hey’

‘hey y/n’

‘where u at’

‘WHY WON’T YOU ANSWER’

‘what are you doing that is more important than me :(‘

‘if you don’t respond in 3 minutes i will be worried’

‘it’s only been 1 minute but i’m worried you’re always on your phone 24/7 this is not like you’

‘that’s it y/n’

‘i’m coming over’

‘see you in ten!’

‘five minutes away!’

‘two mins now!’

‘let me IN it’s cold out here!!’

whoOPS in future don’t put your phone on silent in a completely different room when you have a minhyun wanting to make fun of jisung

while you’re trying to process still how he managed to get here you look down at your hands and you see a faint red line tied around your wrist in a bow

the string flows from your wrist and is tied in a bow around minhyun’s wrist

you look up at him and he smiles widely at you

“that’s how i managed to work out where you live, I followed the string just like i did when you were sad before”

boy;; damn knew y’all were soulmates for thAT LONG

honestly you don’t know whether to fist bump because you scored the most beautiful human or to cry because it was damn worth the wait OR kiss him

you decide on fist bumping and then doing the 3rd option lol

um tiny bonus:

when you tell jaehwan and jisung they... fist bump too

p.s. jaehwan cries

YES I LOVE MINHYUN NOW IM GOING TO SLEEP

[seriouslyblacklikemysoul]

Hiraeth - James Potter x Reader

Request: Could you write James Potter and Ravenclaw reader please? She and James met accidentally, maybe when James got into trouble again and was trying to hide and he ran into her while minding her own world or something. Since then she’s harbored unrequited feelings for him but she knows she doesn’t stand a chance against Lily and is always haunted by the fact that she’s the complete opposite of the girl James is in love with. Just right after Lily finally agreed to go out with James, (1) Sirius accidentally blurts out reader’s feelings (Sirius knows because, well, he’s Sirius), and James confronts her about it. James really loves Lily, but deep down, in all the time they spent together, he might have come to be slowly drawn to the reader, although he’s not aware of it. No happy ending, and lots of angst. I hope this isn’t too detailed. Thank you :) (2) Hiraeth: A homesickness for a home you cannot return to, or that never was. Warnings: My English, language, broken hearts, feels. Gifs aren’t mine. Credits to their original owners.[ Also, the reader has dark brown eyes- you can ignore it if you like]. Part II??(maybe if requested) Word Count~2.3k MASTERLIST Pending Requests

You were minding your own business, trying to balance four books and a cup of hot tea as you were about to enter your common room.It had been a hectic day; a series of unfortunate events, one bad thing after the other. You just wanted to relax a bit and then go to sleep to numb the stupid feelings. But your screwed up fate had a different plan.  Someone bumped into you, making you drop the books and spill the tea on yourself. You let out a yelp when the hot tea made contact with your skin but all the air left your lungs when that someone fell on top of you, sending you both to the ground.  You didn’t realize that your head never hit the floor as you had your eyes closed, too afraid to witness your own death. A large but soft hand was protecting your head and neck as another was wrapped around your waist. Once you understood that you weren’t dead, you opened your eyes, only to be shocked by the fact that two big, hazel eyes were roaming your face. The proximity was overwhelming. For a couple of seconds, you were just laying there, not saying anything, too much aware that his entire body was on top of yours. Suddenly, he seemed to remember the reason he was running as a faint blush became visible on his cheeks. He gently got off of you and stood up while he extended his right hand to help you up as well. And suddenly, you seemed to remember the pain caused by the hot beverage. You wanted to say something, maybe even scowl him for bumping into you, but no words ever made it out of your lips. He seemed to struggle as well, judging by the way he was awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.  “I’m sorry for the mess. And also, just go with it” he quickly apologized and informed you. You went from confused to completely bewildered as your eyebrows furrowed.  "Wait, what?“ you breathed out but before he could answer McGonagall, rushed towards you with a furious look on her face.  "Mister Potter, you cannot possibly believe that you will get away with it. Detention, every night at eight o'clock with Mr. Filch- for the rest of the year. And 100 points will be taken from Gryffindor” she simply, yet angrily informed him. You had never seen her truly mad at him or his friends and it wasn’t like her to be unfair, but taking one hundred points from his house, was a bit much. So, naturally, the punishment must have been equivalent to his ‘crime’. “I have no idea what is going on Minnie, but let me tell you. I was with Y/N almost all day long. She was tutoring me” he lied smoothly. Two things; firstly,  he had put you in a very difficult position - you would have to lie to your Professor if you wanted to help him and verify his story and secondly… he knew your name? How was that possible? You had barely exchanged two words all those years. He was the famous James Potter, one of the Marauders, a very good-looking guy who aced his classes and won every Quidditch game. And you were you. “Is it true miss Y/L/N?” she asked you, clearly not believing James and thinking you would spill the truth. And then you did something you never thought you would do. “Yes Professor. He needs more than just tutoring. He is clueless when it comes to Potions” you informed her and you surprised yourself with how natural it came to you. She raised an eyebrow but trusted your words. “Very well. Miss Y/L/N. Mister Potter” she nodded at you, turned on her heel and left. You waited until you could no longer hear her steps and you turned to James, giving him a pointed look and waiting for an explanation. “Um-thank you” he told you and he was about to leave but you grabbed his arm-Quidditch worked wonders- to stop him, demanding an answer. “I just lied to a teacher and saved your ass. I think I deserve an explanation” you firmly told him. He was surprised and awed. He had never really talked to you, although he always noticed you when you were around. It was a bit strange, really. You were a smart Ravenclaw but you weren’t the typical one. You hanged out with everyone, you were sweet yet cunning and now you stood in front of him too determined to receive an answer. He found himself a little too captivated by you. “Um. I blew up a toilet?” he shyly admitted. Your eyes grew wide but you failed to hold back a chuckle. His eyes met yours and you felt a jolt of electricity running through your veins. You instantly knew that you had gotten yourself into a big mess. 

Months went by but not a day, without thinking about him. It felt like your brain didn’t have any other choice. Something about his eyes and the way they would lit up with mischievousness every time he thought of another great prank made you vulnerable. Maybe it was his smile too. A smile like that was very difficult to forget, if not impossible. He had forced himself into your life and now you couldn’t think of anything else. But you knew the bitter truth. He would never look at you the way you wanted him to. He only had eyes for one particular red-haired, Gryffindor girl. She was everything you weren’t. Their golden girl. Hogwarts’ sweetheart. Smart, kind, sweet, funny, lovely, beautiful, secretly a rebel… his. She was perfect and you wanted to hate her for that. You were always haunted by the fact that you would never, ever, stand a chance against her. She was so fucking frustrating because she was so lucky and she never even knew. Each day that was passing by… it felt like a new torture. You would wake up, plastering a fake smile on your face, carry on with classes and all the assignments, joke around with people… and each day you were becoming more and more numb. You wanted to. You needed to. Friends. You had tried to convince yourself that being his friend was all you wanted but you were lying. You couldn’t help it when he smiled… your heart stopped and when he laughed… that sound became all you ever wanted to heart. You felt the need to apologize. 'I’m sorry. I love you’. That didn’t stop you from being around him, being his friend, his 'mate’, the one person he wanted to talk to, the one he would playfully flirt with. He enjoyed your company. As a friend, of course. Right? You could see that he didn’t feel the same. You knew it. It was painfully obvious. Every single time he would look at you, he was looking at a friend. Every time he would look at her… he was looking at the sun. His reason of existence. And you were falling for him… every day. But falling wasn’t a problem… hitting the ground was. “Hey, what’s up?” Sirius asked you, bringing you back to reality. You two had become close over the past months. You knew everything there was to know about him. You guessed he knew everything about you too. Everything. Because he was the King of unrequited feelings. “Nothing much. Just tired, you know?” you sighed. He gave you a look that meant he could understand the reasons why. You were getting tired of falling for him, of giving a fuck when you knew he would never return any of it. Sirius didn’t answer and he didn’t try to stop you when you stood up and left. He felt bad but he knew that you didn’t want his pity.

When Lily agreed on a date with him, your world came crashing down. You didn’t know how to feel or to react. You truly didn’t want to be happy about him because he was happy with someone else but then the way his eyes sparkled with euphoria made your eyes watery. You tried to turn your frown to a smile. You failed. You left. “Where is Y/N?” James asked, after a while. He hadn’t seen you all day and he wanted to share his happiness with the world. At least, that was what he told himself. Sirius arched an eyebrow at him. “You can expect her to be thrilled about you and Lily, now can you?” he sarcastically informed him but he realized the impact of his words when it was already too late. James frowned. Why wouldn’t you be happy for him? “Why wouldn’t she?” he asked, deeply hurt and… wait, what was that new feeling? Sirius tried to avoid answering the question because he would give your secret away. A secret you hadn’t told him. A secret that wasn’t his, to begin with. “Just answer the damn question, Sirius!” James exploded when five minutes had passed and not a word had come out of Sirius’ mouth. Remus was just standing there, not knowing how to stop what was coming. Because he knew too. He didn’t know what would be better. “Because she is in love with you, you idiot” Sirius finally told him. James’ face fell, became pale and his heart almost stopped. His eyes couldn’t focus on anything… he kept staring into space. Sirius knew he had messed up. He also knew that his friends had fallen for each other but one of them loved another. He could see how much James cared about you. You two weren’t friends. You had never been. You just tried to keep your lies to yourselves but Sirius knew that friends don’t sleep together when one of them had a nightmare, friends don’t treat each other like you two did. And James knew it too. Deep down, he did. But then again, if he wasn’t your 'friend’ someone else would be and he couldn’t, he didn’t want to imagine someone else holding you against his body, touching you or even talking to you. Loving you. He had screwed up. He had to find you 

“Y/N! WAIT. PLEASE” he shouted as he ran towards your common room. You were about to enter and leave everything behind you but here he was. Stopping you from letting him go. You wanted to scream at him, to yell 'WHY?’. Just one more step, you thought. That was all it would take. One more god damn fucking step. “Please, wait” you heard he begging you. How many time did he have to break your heart? You swallowed your emotions and turned around.You weren’t ready to face his sad eyes, his furrowed eyebrows, his trembling lip. You would never be ready to say goodbye but you would have to. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked softly as he came closer. You wanted to avert your glance but he held it your eyes locked. His bright eyes met your dark ones for -possibly- the last time. He was close enough for you to feel dizzy. He still had that impact. And you had realized that this would hurt more than the hot cup of tea he had spilled on you the first time you met. Because you hadn’t crossed paths. You had collided. “You love Lily and you’re happy with her. It’s okay if I’m not the girl of your dreams or the one you dance with. I just want to be the girl you’ll think about 20 years from now, while you’re staring at your morning coffee, wishing you hadn’t poured so much milk in because now it’s too creamy to resemble my dark brown eyes” you whispered, a single tear running down your cheek. You stared at his breathtaking eyes for a second and you smiled a bit forced, a bit melancholic. He hadn’t moved but he felt broken. He wanted to make you stay. Somehow. To do something before you entered your common room and never talked to him again. Because he knew. This was- “Goodbye James”. It was a pleasure meeting you, even if it crushed my heart. 

”Wait”

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[taeguklife]

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taekook af pt. 4

highschool! au | sweetiepie! taehyung w/ player/basketball player!jungkook

summary; taehyung and jungkook are the type of people who are really known around the school by all of their classmates. ironically, they don’t know about each other…

warning; uh mature language ya

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

                                             oh wow, he’s cute

  A week has passed and plenty of things have been forgotten since Taehyung was having a terrible week. He wasn't getting up on time, he's been having to take his siblings to school, his mom has been fighting with him lately, and his grades have been slipping. He's been so stressed since its almost the end of the first semester and they will have the end of the year exams. He hasn't been himself and it was pretty frustrating. Even everyone at school had taken notice on how he looks tired and looked like he was fragile. He hated it.

He was doing well in English class for the first time in a week and was extremely thankful. Jimin gave Taehyung motivational speeches every day this week and he guesses it gave him some boost of confidence. While finishing a question that took him some time to figure out, he heard the door to his classroom open. Some people looked up but the others were too focused on their worksheet to even pay attention to the person who walked in.

Taehyung looked up and gasped since he thinks he might have seen the most beautiful person that God has created. The boy had black hair that was slightly parted so his forehead was showing and wearing a black shirt and black skinny jeans. Taehyung noticed how built and tall the boy was and was hooked. Even though Taehyung was in the middle of the classroom, he can swear he saw little gauges in the beautiful boy's ears. Damn. He's gorgeous. Taehyung widened his eyes and averted his gaze to his worksheet when he saw the boy scan the room, thankfully not meeting his gaze.

"Hello, Mrs.Lei, I wanted to know if I could finish the worksheet from earlier today? I didn't have time since Coach wanted to talk to me about something for next weeks game. " His voice is so nice, wow. Kind of familiar but whatever. I won't be able to remember anyway since I have terrible memory.

"Of course, you are one of my best students after all." Mrs.Lei smiled towards the handsome guy and told him to sit at any open seat he would like.

Taehyung decided to work on his English worksheet before he does anything stupid like stare at the boy who was painfully handsome. Taehyung pulled out his headphones and turned on some music and regained his focus on his worksheet. A couple moments after, the older boy saw a figure right next to the desk and looked up and saw that the supposedly younger boy sat right next to him. Jungkook greeted some friends that were on the other side of the desk and talked for a minute or two before working on the rest of his worksheet. Jungkook was nice to everyone so he tried to greet everyone that he knew in the class. He didn't know this one guy who was in the middle of the classroom who was focused on his work, though. Jungkook saw an empty desk near the cute blonde and decided to sit there.

Taehyung was currently listening to Yoongi's mixtape that he recently made. Yoongi came to school rather excited one day and wasn't even insulting Jimin. The younger boys knew he loved making music and what not, so they supported him 100%. He told them that he finally finished his mixtape and would love it if they, including Jimin, would listen to it. He told them he worked so hard and basically put his soul into this mixtape. Taehyung and Jimin loved it and showered Yoongi in compliments for weeks. Jimin felt weird for complimenting Yoongi but he just insulted him playfully about something later on in the day.

Taehyung was listening to "The Last" since its one of his favorites and was almost done with his worksheet. He was fairly good in all his classes but English was his best class. It was very easy for him to create stories and write essays. The stories they would read would always fascinate him. He loves reading in general, as well. He thinks he might be an English major when he gets into college but he isn't certain yet.

He suddenly felt a hand tap his left shoulder and jumped slightly while taking out his left earbud out. He immediately widened his eyes when he is faced with the handsome as hell teenager in the desk next to him, staring at him.

"Sorry, man. I didn't mean to scare you," He laughed while crinkling his nose up in the cutest way.

 Oh my god, do that again.

"N-No, its okay!" Taehyung stuttered. He was really nervous all of a sudden and wanted to shake it off but he couldn't when someone like him was in front of him looking like the handsome devil himself.

"I was just wondering if you can help me with this worksheet? I'm usually great in this class, but my coach wanted to talk to me about next weeks game so I missed part of the lesson." He smiled shyly while trying to remain eye contact. Jungkook isn't usually the shy type so it was really odd that he felt like he was about to blush by just asking a favor.

"Yeah, whats up?" Taehyung accepted as he tried to look at the cute boys paper without getting too close.

"Well, in this essay prompt at the bottom of the first page, it says "The girl was depressed every day but continued to be with the man she loved. He was the reason for her despair. Every day, he would make her feel even worse. He doesn't love her. But she loves him, so why does she stay?" And I know that this a 'read-between-the-lines kind of question, but that was part of today's lesson. You don't have to give me the answer, but can you help me understand a little bit?" The black haired boy bit his lip while staring at Taehyung intently while the other was thinking over the essay prompt. Mostly everyone got a different prompt so he was surprised how deep this one was.

"Okay, well, when you read this, how do you feel?" Taehyung asked without giving an actual answer like the other said.

"I feel kind of sorry for her, you know. I mean she's sad because of this man. Why doesn't she leave him? Is he forcing her? Why isn't she leaving?" Jungkook explained what was going through his head.

"Try to put yourself in her shoes. Its all in between the lines. The whole reason why she hasn't left is in there." Taehyung said patiently, knowing somehow that this student was going to get it right then and there.

"I-Okay, if I was her, having a partner that made me depressed and didn't love me but I still stayed..." Then his eyes slightly widen, now knowing the answer in between the lines, "I'm staying because if I wasn't, then I would be lonely. I- well she feels like if she left him, that no one else would be there for her. She's afraid to be alone. So, she thinks staying with him will be better. " Jungkook explained, while Taehyung just smiled widely that he got it and understood rather quickly. "So far away" was playing while he was explaining the answer and it made his heart swell since it set the mood. Staring at the beautiful boy didn't help either.

"Thank you so much, dude. That really helped." Funny how both of them don't realize that he helped him before but they don't need to know that until later, right?

"No problem." Taehyung simply said, about to put his earbud back in while Agust D came on a couple seconds beforehand, Yoongi already rapping amazingly.

Taehyung didn't notice how loud his music had been, or how close he was to Jungkook previously but Jungkook ended up hearing it anyways.

"W-what are you listening to?" Jungkook said with interest.

"Hu-oh! Its one of my best friends mixtape. His name is Yoongi? I don't know if you know him, but yeah. He's been working on this for years and it's really good and wow I'm rambling. I'm going to shut up now."Taehyung blushed. Taehyung was used to talking a lot but he sometimes felt like it was a burden to others especially to people that didn't know him.

"Nah, that's cool. It sounds dope. Is it on soundcloud or anything?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, he told me its on there and it has plenty of views which is pretty cool. Just search up "Agust D" like A-G-U-S-T and then a D and you shall find the mixtape." Taehyung exclaimed excitingly, happy that someone that Yoongi might not know will listen to his mixtape.

"I'll listen to it tonight." Jungkook smiled softly while staring intently at the boy who he doesn't know the name of yet. He intended on asking the cute boy his name but then was distracted by his friend telling him about this girl he recently banged, leaving Taehyung to go back to his work, not bothered one bit by not knowing the youngers name.

-

"So, let me get this straight...you saw a hot ass person in your English class and you didn't ask him his name?!" Jimin screeched towards Taehyung. They were currently getting video games at a game store that also had anime related stuff for sale.

Taehyung huffed, picking up a scary looking anime, examining it," I was too focused on how beautiful he was, okay? He probably doesn't want to talk to me anymore, anyways. He just needed help on his worksheet." He huffed as he put the anime down.

"But he also asked what you were listening to and he didn't have to give a shit about that whatsoever." Jimin inquired, rolling his eyes.

"He liked the music, which is good for Yoongi. Ugh. He was just hot as hell. He was so hot that he might as well be the devil himself." Taehyung whined.

-

"You what now?" Namjoon asked Jungkook. They were currently at a music store filled with records and cds everywhere.

"I went to English class, cause you know how I am I like my grades to always be up and I also like to be caught up. I sat next to a really cute boy with a nice side profile."

"Cute? Since when do you call people cute?" Namjoon snorted.

"Fuck you, I don't always call people 'hot' and 'bangable' like you do. Bitch." Jungkook sneered. Namjoon may have been his best friend since he was little but he can't lie about his best friend being a fuckboy sometimes. Everyone calls Jungkook a fuckboy but Namjoon is the real fuckboy.

"Though, I probably would bang him and he's hot too. Anyway, " Jungkook heard Namjoon whisper pervert and decided not to reply to it and continue his story," I asked him to help me with my work and then we talked about what he was listening to which I'm going to listen to later." Jungkook nodded, reminding himself again to listen to the mixtape. "I don't know man. He's so pretty. He's like an angel. Fuck, what am I saying?"

"Gay," Namjoon said while cupping his hands around his mouth.

"Shut the fuck up, fuckboy."

Jungkook actually went home that night and listened to Agust D's mixtape and was blown away. He was so glad that he decided to sit to the cute boy. He got to sit next to an angel, he got his work done, and he got to listen to new music. It was a great day.

[baejinyoung101]

☀ 앰버 한글 팁 ☀

Disclaimer: Everyone has different learning tips and patterns so it really depends how you use there sources. Also this is a really long post. Anyway let’s begin—

Hello! I’ve been constantly asked where and how I learn the Korean language so I am finally making this post to help you, my friends, to get your resources! Before we start, here are some of the things you should know about me aka things I’ve been asked constantly.

I just started learning Korean this year (Jan 2017)

No, I’m not entirely fluent in writing, speaking or reading but I am always practicing.

I went to professional language classes and my 선생 is a native Korean! She’s very nice ;; Now, I am self learning!!!!!!!! I finish my first level and paused for a while bc busy with college (aka gonna graduate soon i gtg)

I am open for questions but do contact me via twitter or curiouscat for fast response lmao I would rarely check this tumblr ask.

Okay, to start off, for beginners (aka the ones that don’t know how to read and write hangul), you really NEED to learn to write and read hangul because that’s like the most basic. Here are some guides & resources to help you! 

my tip: learn single vowels (ㅑ ㅕ ㅛ ㅠ ㅒ ㅖ) > single consonants (ㅁㅋㅈㄷㄱ) > double consonants (ㄲ ㄸ ㅉ ㅃ ㅋ)> double vowels (ㅘ ㅙ ㅚ ㅝ ㅞ ㅟ ㅢ). Keep in mind that even for Koreans, the pronunciation for ㅐ(ae), ㅔ(e) ㅒ(yae), ㅖ(ye) ㅙ (yae) is the same and often pronounced as ‘ae’. But the meaning in context itself is different. 

learning hangul x x x x  {click on the ‘x’}

audio for learning how to pronounce hangul x x x

practice writing your hangul x x x 

* you don’t have to necessary print these guides and can simple practice writing on recycled paper or a empty maths block book ^^

Once you got your hangul down, you should learn the rule of grammars which are your -이에요, -에요, (to be - am, is, are), 이게/저게 (this/that), etcs. Practically they’re grammar rules and quite important??? Here are some resources: x x x 

Besides the grammar and maybe if you decide grammar isn’t that important to you (yet), you can start by learning numbers or colours or country names, basically vocabulary! They’re pretty important, if not crucial when it comes to Korean language learning.

my tips: you can really Google for these and learn up whatever you like, really! I would suggest learning vocabulary like numbers and colours if you want to go on a easier route! Grammar can be quite confusing.

When learning numbers, Korea has a two number system which is the sino korean number system (일, 이, 삼) and the pure korean number system (하나, 둘, 셋)! Even knowing when to use them is different. 

my tip: If you know Chinese, this will bound to be easy for you! Sino Korean Number System is similar to Mandarin! If you noticed,  일 =   一  ( yī),  삼 =  三 ( sān). There’s a close resemblance to pronunciation so it won’t be as hard. The only way to master numbers is to really practice saying it! A good way to do so it try saying it backwards haha. If you can do that, you’re really good in it already!

I would run through what you should learn and can learn one by one but it’ll take ages to finish this post honestly! I believe everyone has a different style of learning so it’s really up to you in how or what you should learn. Here are some suggestions on how to improve once you’ve got the basic down (aka knowing how to read hangul and write!)

For reading:

beginner > read short articles (pann, dcgall, naver), short text, korean idol tweets, kpop song lyrics, children’s book, manhwa.

intermediate > read korean novels, short stories, poetries, magazines.

advanced > tbh you can read anything you want at this point.

For writing:

copy korean lyrics

write random sentences/dialogues

write short biographies of yourself, your friends or families.

For listening:

watch lots of dramas or variety shows of interest (Hello Councellor, My Neighbour Charles, Running Man, etcs)

listen to radio or podcast (Sukira, NCT Night Night, Jonghyun’s Blue Night, etcs)

listen to Korean songs and try to decode the meaning

** I do not recommend relying on dramas + variety shows conversational talk as your only Korean learning sources because they use a lot of  반말 (informal Korean) + slangs, which can i) leave you in confusion and ii) cause you trouble when you talk to actual Korean because of informality. Remember that they’re strict in formality between age hierarchy so there’s always the formal + informal way of saying something.

If you have trouble still knowing which consonant/vowel, my tip is while you’re writing notes in English, direct translate them to Korean text. I personally do this to practice my hangul reading + writing since I tend to have troubles with my consonant. Do not be afraid if it wrong because the whole point is learning! Here’s how I do it:

1. Sound dialogue > 소은드 다이로끄. (A/N: this is a direct translation. If I were to write sound dialogue, it would 소리 대화). 

Practice it like this! It will help you learn to differentiate the consonant + vowel. 

Finally, as for apps and books:

For apps, I use Memrise and Duolingo. Memrise is pretty good and it teaches you by level but it mostly immediate conversation based rather than grammars + vowels so it’s not recommended for beginners. But it’s good to use it to learn conversation! Duolingo is a more advanced level since they don’t provide the Korean language in English text yet and to learn it, all the question text and answer are in 100% Korean so it’s again, not good for beginners. You can use them once you’re more familiar with the language or if you wish to challenge yourself!

As for books, I wouldn’t really recommend you getting one? Because the below master posts I am linking will provide you with as much, if not more, with what you need! I do have two Korean language books though but that’s because I got them while learning in professional classes. But if you ever want to consider getting one, I researched before and Ehwa Universities books are really good! But yeah, you should look around here and there. I can’t really recommend much but the book I am using now (which is a beginner level book) is Songang Korean New Series and it’s alright! 

Beside all these, for more resources, you can check these other cool master post for Korean language resources as well where they provide a lot of books + pdfs: (1) (2) 

[tigresjumeaux]

As per the request of @my-insanity-is-irrelevant​, here goes nothing. Not even gonna reblog the ask meme post bc I’m literally answering every question rip

1. What is you middle name? Marie. #basic 2. How old are you? 19. 3. When is your birthday? May 31.  4. What is your zodiac sign? Gemini. I’m actually two people and they’re both snakes.  5. What is your favorite color? I honestly don’t have one, they all have their perks. I do tend to favor cooler and darker colors tho 6. What’s your lucky number? 7 and 9, but odd numbers tend to treat me nicely in general.  7. Do you have any pets? Three! A Boxer named Buster, and two 14 y/o cats named Asheley and Nadia. Here’s hoping for many more in the future. :’) 8. Where are you from? Born in Seattle, raised in the greater St. Louis area, and going to school in Muncie, IN.  9. How tall are you? 5′6″ 10. What shoe size are you? 8 in American women’s size. 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? Oh lord. Probably like 15 because I refuse to get rid of any, but I only wear like 4. 12. What was your last dream about? Roller coasters and an ex being nasty. DJ Khaled was there.  13. What talents do you have? I’m fairly good at reading people, and also drawing. I’m also a quick learner, if that counts as a talent? 14. Are you psychic in any way? I wish. I have a weird force of karma that seems to follow the people who have hurt me around, but that could be coincidence. I’ve helped check other people’s energies (as well as my own) before, but my knowledge is limited and I don’t think I have the sense of self to pursue that right now. 15. Favorite song? At no point in my life have I had just one, but “Fury” by Muse and “Love is Mystical” by the Cold War Kids are up there right now.  16. Favorite movie? Wonder Woman was so, so good, y’all. I also like  17. Who would be your ideal partner? daisy ridley right now, my standards are both really low and really high. Just...someone I get along with and who gives a rat’s ass?  18. Do you want children? I think I might, yeah. Depends on who I end up with, but I like the idea of making small humans and showing them how the world works. Teaching others has always helped me figure shit out, anyway.  19. Do you want a church wedding? nooooo thank you 20. Are you religious? Not in the sense that I participate in organized religion, but I do believe in aspects of many different religions. I’m particularly fond of reincarnation. 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? I had to have my chin stitched up when I was like, 3. And also I had my tonsils out at 10.  22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? Nope, and I’d prefer to keep it that way.  23. Have you ever met any celebrities? I met Paramore the summer before my junior year, and I met Jensen, Jared, and Misha from SPN my senior year! 24. Baths or showers? Showers. 25. What color socks are you wearing? au naturale i’m barefoot bitches 26. Have you ever been famous? one time i did a drawing and it got 100 notes 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? noooooo maybe C-list at most 28. What type of music do you like? I’ll listen to just about anything, but I lean towards alt rock, metal, punk, some indie if it isn’t too hippie-ish. 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? nah 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? Like...7?  31. What position do you usually sleep in? On my stomach with my top half wrapped around a pillow or a blanket.  32. How big is your house? Two-story, four bedrooms. Parents raised three wild kiddos here 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? A smoothie or a sandwich when I’m actually up in time.  34. Have you ever fired a gun? No, but I’d like to at least try. 35. Have you ever tried archery? yes and i ain’t no katniss 36. Favorite clean word? Maverick (that’s one of many) 37. Favorite swear word? Fuck. it’s just so versatile 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 60 hours or so 39. Do you have any scars? On my heels, chin, thighs, hips, and over my wristbones. I’m clumsy, have pets, and have self-harmed. 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? An anon flirted w me on Tumblr but it was someone in my French class, lel. Wasn’t a secret for too long. 41. Are you a good liar? White lies, yes. Big lies, noooo. 42. Are you a good judge of character? Generally? 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? Not a whole lot on my own, but I’ll pick up anything I hear regularly. 44. Do you have a strong accent? Not really? I just kinda talk and drop bits of different accents here and there. I don’t think I have that much of a St. Louis accent. 45. What is your favorite accent? I have a soft spot for slight Southern accents. Eastern European and Australian are also awesome.  46. What is your personality type? sad 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? A $120 jacket from Zumiez. It’s HUF brand but I bought it for the wolves on it tbh 48. Can you curl your tongue? Yes and it comes in handy w girlfriends 49. Are you an innie or an outie? Innie  50. Left or right handed? Right 51. Are you scared of spiders? I used to, but I’m getting better. They startle me but I’ve carried a wolf spider outside so 52. Favorite food? changes by the hour tbh tho chicken is always good 53. Favorite foreign food? Shepherd’s Pie.  54. Are you a clean or messy person? Clean, but disorganized. My room is cluttered but not like, dirty.  55. Most used phrase? "Oh my god.” 56. Most used word? like 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? depends. not usually over 45 minutes unless I’m getting Fancy.  58. Do you have much of an ego? Not really.  59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? Yes. 60. Do you talk to yourself? More than anyone else. 61. Do you sing to yourself? Yes, especially when I can’t hear my own voice. 62. Are you a good singer? N o 63. Biggest Fear? Forgetting and being forgotten. 64. Are you a gossip? drama that don’t involve me is the best drama 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? Goodwill Hunting aaaaaa 66. Do you like long or short hair? On myself, defs long. I love pulling it back too much for short.  67. Can you name all 50 states of America? Yep! I 68. Favorite school subject? English. Also psychology.  69. Extrovert or Introvert? Extrovert with trust issues, abandonment issues, and that shuts down a lot. and also clinical depression 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? No, but I’ve been snorkeling! 71. What makes you nervous? Anything has the potential to make me nervous, tbh. But not knowing things is The Worst 72. Are you scared of the dark? Oh god yes 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? I do when it’s something small. Big mistakes are things you gotta figure out for yourself. 74. Are you ticklish? Less and less over time, tbh.  75. Have you ever started a rumor? Never on purpose. I’ve heard a few things I’ve said get distorted and spread but I try to Cut That Shit Out Quick 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? I was a President of a few clubs in high school, captain of the swim team, and a manager for the track and cross country teams.  77. Have you ever drank underage? Whenever I can, tbh. Not even to get drunk, necessarily, it just tastes good 78. Have you ever done drugs? Only weed with a close friendo of mine. I also may have saved a few narcotics from my wisdom tooth removal for a rainy day 79. Who was your first real crush? My best friend in middle school. That was a doozy.  80. How many piercings do you have? I have doubles in my ears, so 4. I’d like triples and possibly a septum piercing.  81. Can you roll your Rs? Yep! Sometimes I do it by accident when speaking 82. How fast can you type? Not very tbh 83. How fast can you run? That depends on why I’m running. 84. What color is your hair? Dirty blonde. 85. What color are your eyes? Blue-gray. 86. What are you allergic to? Certain kinds of deodorant and also tumblr 87. Do you keep a journal? I mean I scribble down stream of consciousness shit when trying to Cope w things, but I don’t keep one regularly.  88. What do your parents do? Dad’s an engineer, mom’s the HR person for a whackass ad company w fun people 89. Do you like your age? I mean I’d rather be able to legally drink, but I’m a legal adult but it doesn’t feel Real yet so I guess it ain’t all bad 90. What makes you angry? When people are mean for literally no good reason. 91. Do you like your own name? it’s aiight. people trying to pronounce my last name is amusing 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? I like the name Oliver a lot for a guy? But really I guess it’d depend on my what my wife likes 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? dog 94. What are your strengths? I know people and can communicate pretty well, and I’m generally good at being pretty friendly. Also I can swim so if someone throws me in the water the joke is on them 95. What are your weaknesses? Can’t be left alone for long periods of time, relying on one person for everything, and ignoring myself and other friends, compulsive tendencies, and an overall obsessive personality. 96. How did you get your name? Named after my dad’s grandma, iirc. Except Claire instead of Clara.  97. Were your ancestors royalty? I’m sure someone was idk 98. Do you have any scars? didn’t I answer this already 99. Color of your bedspread? Black and white at home, orange and purple in my dorm. 100. Color of your room? Very dark forest green. I like it lots.

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In the wake of its February release, writer-director Jordan Peele’s debut film, Get Out, has done what few others in recent memory have — it’s a genre film that became a surprising box office success and cultural lightening rod, while centering on an exploration of racism and black identity. By its very nature, it shouldn’t be surprising that Get Out has inspired fraught conversations that have real-world implications. But there is one topic that has proved to be the most intense when discussing the film.

In a Hot97 interview last month, Samuel L. Jackson reflected on how different Get Out would be had the lead role been played by an American actor. Daniel Kaluuya, a black actor from London of Ugandan descent, stars as Chris, a photographer who travels with his white girlfriend to meet her liberal-minded parents in upstate New York*. Horror quickly ensues. In his interview, Jackson said, “I tend to wonder what that movie would have been with an American brother who really feels that. Daniel grew up in a country where they’ve been interracial dating for 100 years. What would a brother from America have made of that role?” Jackson acknowledged that Hollywood provides black actors more opportunities than the British film and television industry does. “It’s all good. Everybody needs work,” he added. Even when he later softened his criticism, it didn’t matter. The damage was done. Soon enough, Jackson’s comments spurned impassioned responses from casting directors and British actors like John Boyega, David Harewood, and Kaluuya himself, as well as kickstarting a round of wars among the members of black Twitter. The criticism against Jackson’s comments were united in arguing that what he said was ultimately divisive, given the racism black actors throughout the diaspora experience in crafting their careers.

Jackson’s critique touched a nerve, reigniting an old argument about the need for authenticity within black stories, and the value of black American actors in the face of the widespread, misguided belief that their British colleagues are more well-trained. The conversation around the merit of British actors over American ones is not novel, and it typically transcends racial distinctions. This tense dynamic has existed for decades, a classic example being the chatter around Laurence Olivier and Marilyn Monroe during the 1957 film A Prince and a Showgirl. He was a British acting titan revered for his stage and screen work. She was a blonde bombshell who at the time had only recently become enamored of method acting, an American discipline that many mid-century homegrown actors like Paul Newman and Gena Rowlands trained in and is usually curiously absent in conversations of this sort. In recent memory, this conversation was sparked in 2015 around the release of Ava DuVernay’s Martin Luther King Jr. biopic, Selma, whose leads were British, with pieces like this one from BuzzFeed News, declaring “the rise of the black British actor in America.” I think it would be impossible to ask that all distinctly black American roles be played by black American actors. It’s also arguably a limiting way to think of art, always equating it to identity to such an extreme degree. But the rebuttals to Jackson’s comments haven’t actually engaged with what Jackson was saying. Take, for example, Kaluuya’s response in an interview with GQ: “That’s my whole life, being seen as ‘other.’ Not fitting in in Uganda, not Britain, not America. They just highlight whatever feature they want. […] I really respect African-American people. I just want to tell black stories.” He concluded by saying, “I resent that I have to prove that I’m black.” While Jackson frames the matter rather inelegantly, to put it mildly, nowhere in the interview does he question Kaluuya’s blackness. What Jackson was doing was pointing out that the black experience throughout the diaspora isn’t an interchangeable one like some filmmakers may like to believe.

As the black-American experience is proving to be seen as creatively and financially fertile territory in film and TV, you have to wonder why, if these stories are seen as vital, actual black American actors aren’t necessarily viewed as their ideal storytellers?

Generally, the answer to this question, and to arguments against comments like Jackson’s, fall into two camps: 1) That acting by its very nature is the art of evoking the lives of others, so black-American actors aren’t essential to these roles; and 2) British actors get these opportunities due to being better trained in a rigorous theater tradition that leaves them more artistically capable, whether it’s Chiwetel Ejiofor in 12 Years a Slave, Idris Elba in The Wire, or the leads of Selma. On the latter point, a 2015 Entertainment Weekly piece argued, “[P]erhaps the biggest factor leading to the perception that American actors are falling behind is that the path to Hollywood fame in this country doesn’t necessarily go through the Actors Studio or Juilliard or the Yale School of Drama. Though Hollywood has its share of Jessica Chastains and Mark Ruffalos, well-trained professionals who studied at revered dramatic institutions, the difference might lie in the other cases, in which actors get a break in Hollywood with limited training or acting background.” The most damning statement about this ongoing feud comes at the very end of the essay, “the British are coming … because Hollywood needs them.”

That filmmakers repeat this argument is more troubling. During the promotion for Selma in 2015, writer-director Ava DuVernay, who is considered one of the most talented and politically aware directors working, explained to BuzzFeed News why she likes working with black Britishactors: “I think there’s something about the stage, because they have that stage preparation. Their work is really steeped in theater. Our system of creating actors is a lot more commercial … there’s a depth in the character building that’s really wonderful.” That same year, Spike Lee told Slate, “Their training is very proper, whereas some of these other brothers and sisters, you know, they come in here, and they don’t got that training. The training and craft, it’s the same thing and I see it when people come in to audition and stuff, they don’t got it together.” Lee and DuVernay’s beliefs suggest that there is something inherently missing when it comes to the American talent pool. That their quotes are somewhat insulting to actors stateside is one thing, but they’re also simply untrue. If you take a look at established and fledgling black American actors working today, you’ll find that many are highly trained: Denzel Washington went to Fordham and the American Conservatory Theater. Viola Davis, Tracie Thoms, Nelsan Ellis, Rutina Wesley (who stars in DuVernay’s Queen Sugar), and Anthony Mackie all went to Julliard. Mahershala Ali, who won Best Supporting Actor for his marvelous turn in Moonlight, earned a masters degree from New York University’s acting program. (He joked after his win to reporters on Oscar night, “I’m just so fortunate that Idris [Elba] and David Oyelowo left me a job. It was very, very kind of them.”) Ali’s Moonlight co-star Ashton Sanders was studying acting at DePaul University before dropping out to pursue his career full-time. This is a small sampling, but you get the idea.

André Holland, who’s had mesmerizing turns in Moonlight and The Knick and received his masters in acting at NYU, spoke about the bias against black American actors in a 2015 discussion with Interview magazine. “There are so many brilliant, trained actors of color in America. If you just think about it, every year in the spring Julliard and NYU and Yale and hundreds of schools across the country graduate classes of trained actors, and in those classes are actors of color. So to say that there aren’t enough actors of color is factually inaccurate. But more than it being inaccurate, it’s also really divisive and damaging and frankly disrespectful to the actors who are out here working. […] It really sometimes feels like a slap in the face to hear these British actors say that,” Holland said.

When I spoke to Prema Cruz, a black American actress who most recently had a brilliant guest spot on The Good Fight and went to Yale University for acting, she echoed Holland’s view. “There are people graduating from my program — black men and women — and they’re killing it. They aren’t Hollywood stars. If we’re talking about stars that’s a whole different thing,” Cruz said. What Cruz is alluding to is that there isn’t so much a dearth in black American actors who go through rigorous training so as much they aren’t given the opportunity to lead films and series with enough regularity that filmmakers and audiences would notice them. She also spoke of the “fetishized obsession” that is attached to British actors regardless of race, which itself has an undercurrent of classism. “There’s this misconception that [British, theater-trained actors] are more elite or more sophisticated than American actors,” she continued. This is something British actress Kate Winslet touched on in a 2015 interview: “When you are an English actor and you go into another country. They automatically assume you are fully trained … Which I’ve played on, believe me.”

The language that directors like Spike Lee use insinuates that stage preparation is both essential to great acting and that American actors demonstrate a lack of this. And while there are plenty of classically trained American actors, this obsession with theatrical training is in and of itself misguided. To make that argument ignores the differences between film and stage acting as well as the lineage of actors who haven’t had such training, but have given amazing performances that in turn shaped the medium itself — from classic Hollywood stars like Joan Crawford, who in many ways wrote the playbook on what it means to be a screen actor, to modern powerhouses like Elisabeth Moss. One of my favorite performances last year was Trevante Rhodes as the eldest version of Chiron in Barry Jenkins’s Academy Award–winning film Moonlight. His turn was brimming with sincerity and intensity. It is also the work of an actor not trained on the stage. Film history is richer for such performances.

One crucial aspect missing from this conversation are the inherent class politics of who has the resources and access to make such training possible. Many black actors in the early days of Hollywood had to find training elsewhere due to the deeply entrenched, racist attitudes that barred black performers from gaining access to it. As Cruz said toward the end of our interview, “Black actors have had to carve their own path.” Her statement can be applied to everything from black American actors who had to work the Chitlin’ Circuit from the 19th century onward to classic Hollywood denizens like Canada Lee to modern icons like Gina Torres. In their own way, each of these references reflects a truth all black artists must learn: to see yourself in places the rest of the industry could never imagine you being.

While the first issue Jackson raised relates to opportunity, the second comes down to craft: How might being a black American actor inform a black American role? This conversation keeps popping up in part because there has been a much-needed rise within the last few years in stories detailing the intricate history of the black American experience — some of which are explicitly about America’s own turbulent racial history — including Selma, 12 Years a Slave, Hidden Figures, Black-ish, and Queen Sugar. It’s important to note that while the leads in Selma and 12 Years a Slave are British, many of these examples employed black American actors in leading and supporting roles. That includes Gina Prince-Bythewood’s Shots Fired, a new TV series that subverts the expectations that come with police brutality stories by making the police officer black and the victim who dies a young white man. It forces us to confront some nasty questions about how racism flourishes in America and the black community’s relationship with the police, particularly within a southern milieu. That the executive producer, Prince-Bythewood, many of its directors like Millicent Shelton and Kasi Lemmons, and its star, Sanaa Lathan, are black Americans doesn’t mean the show is necessarily any better than if British artists were involved. But in showing the particulars of an experience that is not universal, there is a perspective they undoubtedly bring to the table. Black people throughout the diaspora, whether you’re from South Side Chicago or London or Nigeria, experience racism. But to say that this racism exists at the same tenor and manifests in the same ways flattens the diversity within the black experience itself. As Jackson said in his Hot97 interview, “Some things are universal but everything ain’t.”

There are a few things that underlie the belief that, because acting requires imagination and transformation, direct experience isn’t a necessity. And that thanks to some shared history and the common experience of racism, black actors no matter their origin are interchangeable (of course, American actors like Will Smith have been criticized for taking on African roles, like his work in Concussion, which had him adopt a shoddy Nigerian accent). As Richard Brody curiously expressed in The New Yorker, “In the case of Kaluuya, the gap between the experience of being a black person in Great Britain and the United States is perhaps not as wide as Jackson assumes.”

Some British actors take it even further, arguing that they have just the right amount of commonalities and distance to bring to life American stories in ways American actors may be too mired in direct experiences to do as poignantly. Carmen Ejogo, who played Coretta Scott King in Selma, told BuzzFeed News, “I’ve been trying to convince myself that being British has had no bearing on any of this, but actually I think that’s where it served me well. I’m not as entrenched in the history so immediately. […] I didn’t know who Coretta was until I played her the first time. And I think I have permission — that’s the definition of the artist, in my opinion — to be a little deviant. It wasn’t as daunting as it might have been for an American actress. An African-American actress … that might have been a bit more of a challenge.” In a BBC America interview, Oyelowo argued that having British actors spearhead Selma may have been a wise decision since they don’t have the so-called baggage American actors have when it comes to such a towering historical figure like Dr. Martin Luther Jr. “There’s something to be said for the fact that we are able to come at these films clean,” Oyelowo noted. And actor David Harewood, who played Martin Luther King Jr. onstage in The Mountaintop, argued in a piece for The Guardian, responding to Jackson’s criticism, that “[British actors are able] to unshackle ourselves from the burden of racial realities – and simply play what’s on the page.” Oyelowo, Harewood, and Ejogo’s comments are troubling in how they frame black Americans’ abilities to speak to their own history, as if we all have the same perspective on the civil-rights leaders whose stories were drilled into us in school, in church, in the living rooms of our homes. The relationship to this history doesn’t mean black Americans lack nuance or an understanding of the jagged edges these people had in their lifetime. Furthermore, the black experience, even in America, is not a universal one, although it is bound together by a bloody historical lineage. As Cruz said in our interview, “Being American is a very specific thing. Being a black American is even more specific. What’s even more specific than that is being a Southern black American. It isn’t a matter of just shifting your vowels and consonants and now I have a Southern accent. […] It’s a culture you come from, the mentality, the food you eat, the racial tension you’re constantly faced with. It’s slavery. What it does to your spirit and mentality. That seeps into your DNA, into your bones, into the way you see the world.”

Growing up as a black woman of Dominican heritage between Miami and New Orleans, I grew up learning very early the weight of slavery because I could see its aftermath on the faces of my own family. When you grow up passing by plantations in which it is safe to assume that someone from your own family line was brutalized, it undoubtedly shapes how you conceive of your blackness, racism, and the legacy of America itself. It’s this history that informs my work as a writer and my life as a woman today. To pretend the presence or absence of such experiences couldn’t enrich an actor’s work is to believe the fallacy that the black experience is a monolith.

I don’t fault black British actors for coming to America for work. It’s simple pragmatism. Many have spoken about why British actors move Stateside in order to find artistic fulfillment. As K. Austin Collins wrote in an essay for the Ringer, “Hollywood being the center of the West’s film industry, there are simply more opportunities for black actors of every stripe. That explains why black Brits come here. It doesn’t explain the perceived advantage they seem to have when going up for American parts.” I’m also happy to see more black talent doing well in Hollywood. That this argument rears its head so often demonstrates the paltry opportunities for all black actors, forcing them to look at their peers with wary cynicism. But criticizing black American actors and treating the black experience as if it is universal is not a way to combat this. If anything, this tactic reaffirms class biases and mistruths that deprive black American talent from having a voice in the way their history is refracted in film.

*An earlier version of the piece noted that Get Out takes place in the South. In fact, it takes place in upstate New York.

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Dead Leaves - Chapter 2

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Word count: 2.3k

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Warnings: nah not yet

Summary: Don’t fall in love. Promise me.“ She said, gripping onto my arm.

“I promise.”

A/N: Hihi!! I’m back with another chapter HAHAHA tumblr was a dick and deleted my last update a few days ago :( but it’s here again whooo so please receive this fic well and i love yalls :)  Also i based Hye Gi on my friend Erin aka @taechubs so check her out!! ++ check out my ao3 (and comment bc im a thirsty hoe)!!

I peered around the corner. Seokjin was there with two of his friends. They were talking very loudly about… aesthetic colours?

“Guys, the most aesthetic colour is red. I mean, look at it, it’s created to be aesthetically pleasing.” A red-haired boy told his friends.

“Are you demented? The most aesthetic colour is obviously black. You can’t go wrong with black.” The boy pointed to the hair on his head, beaming at the two other boys.

Seokjin had a look of mock disgust on his face. “Guys, the only acceptable answer is blonde. Psh, obviously.” He scoffed. The younger boys scrunched up their faces and disagreed in unison. I chuckled at their child-like behaviour, but I assumed that they would be talking about who to take to the prom since it was right around the corner.I didn’t have much time to laugh because I was going to apologise there and then.

I took a deep breath and walked out of the shadows. While shuffling towards them, I gave myself a pep talk. You can do this, you are strong, put your dignity aside and just apologise and get over it. I tapped on Seokjin’s shoulder. The broad-shouldered boy turned around and we locked eyes. “I...I just wanted to apologise to you about yesterday. I’m sorry.” I felt my face getting hotter as I spoke. His unamused expression turned into an excited one as I held out a box of cookies that I had slaved away the night before to do. He took the box and held it to his chest. He closed his eyes and sighed blissfully. He quickly opened the box and stuffed one of the cookies into his mouth.

“You’re forgiven.” He sprayed cookie crumbs everywhere. His two friends at the back were giggling at their hyung. The red haired one came out from behind Seokjin first, followed by the black haired one.

“Hello Noona! My name is Taehyung but you can call me Taetae if you like.” The red haired boy smiled cheekily. He was an outgoing one, very confident.

“Hi Noona, my name is Jimin, but you can call me Minnie.” The raven haired boy smiled shyly. He seemed like a good kid, mature and cute.“Hi Noona! My name is Seokjin, but you can call me Jin.” Seokjin mimicked his dongsaengs’ cute tone. I shook my head in disbelief. I grinned at the young boys. “My name is Y/N, it’s nice to meet you both.”

“Y/N noona, how do you know Jin hyung?” Taehyung asked. I looked at Seokjin who shook his head vigorously. I nodded back at him. “I accidentally hurt him, so I came to apologise by giving him cookies.” The two boys covered their mouths and laughed. I smiled fondly, they seemed like little children. They both nodded in unison, making me laugh again. I turned to the left and caught Seokjin’s gaze. We awkwardly stared at each other for a little while, and I decided to initiate a conversation.

“So…..” I cringed a little inside. “What are you guys doing for the Winter Prom? Who are y’all bringing?” All 3 boys blushed bright red.

“Ah, yes. We have asked many people to be our date.” Taehyung declared, in contrast to his burning face. “Many people have said yes.” Jimin nodded vigorously.

“Yes, noona. Ma...many people. Certainly.” More like uncertainly. Jin just rolled his eyes. “No, I haven’t asked anyone yet.” I shot him a confused look. He was good-looking, pretty kind from what I had observed, and he usually had a group of girls ogling him, probably just wanting to get in his pants. How hard could it be to just pick one dumb blonde out of the group and take her to the prom? Anyway, in our society, he didn’t even have to get attached. He wasn’t picking out a wife or anything, it was just picking out a girl to go to a lame social event to and then dumping her at her own house later. “How about you?” I nonchalantly shrugged.

“No, I’m actually not planning on going.” The two younger boys’ jaws dropped and their eyes bulged out of their heads. “I feel like it’s a waste of time.” It was, though. It was going to be held in the gymnasium, which already smelled like feet and whatever the small kid in the last class had for lunch. I was going to be surrounded by people that I didn’t even care about, and would have no association to once I took the pill. The incompetent douchebag who asked me to go with him would probably ditch me, and i would find him at some corner afterwards making out with some other chick. Like I said, waste of time. Jin and his dongsaengs probably thought that I was insane. This was the only night that we could get bat shit drunk in the school premises, and everything that the drunk students did was not held against them.

The year before, a few sober students pretended to be drunk, and egged the principal’s car. This might sound crazy, and illegal ,but no one cares about anything because they don’t have emotions. And they don’t, so why would they care? I nodded at the boys and turned away to walk to my next class, but Jin grabbed a hold of my arm. I stared at him in alarm. What the hell was he doing? I tugged on my arm and he let go almost immediately. I rubbed the part where he grabbed me, and looked into his eyes. He seemed calm, but i felt like he was screaming at me to stay. I snuck a look at the shocked younger boys. They stared wide-eyed at their hyung, stunned at the sudden grasp. The blonde looked at them with a blank stare -from what I saw- and they quickly scrambled away. He turned to me with a small smile on his face. “You’re so lame, prom is fun.” I rolled my eyes. Just then, the class bell rang. I turned to him, hoping that he would get the hint that I really had to leave, but he just linked his arm with mine. “I have English next period, let’s go together.” My eyes widened in utter panic. He must be crazy, I thought, as he walked down the hallway with me.

There were guys pointing in confusion and girls glaring in envy. Everyone was puzzled as to why he was linking arms with a girl no one had ever seen before, including me. I had never seen him in a romantic light, and I doubt that he had ever seen me in that way as well, so why was he being all coupley with me? I was so horrified at what he had done, making me look like I was some girl who he was dating, making me look like one of the goddamn fools that…

But, even though I was upset with him, I still chose to sit with him in English. We sat at the back of the class, causing a ruckus, laughing so loudly that the teacher had to ask us to shut up.

A few weeks after that, he invited me to some halloween party in some secluded part of Seoul. I was hesitant at first, but he assured me that it was safe. I ended up going as the Joker, and having a blast. He went as a male Harley Quinn and I kind of teased him when he came to my apartment to pick me up.

“Jin?” I squinted at the tall boy with pink and blue chalked hair. He twirled around in his halloween outfit. “That’s right Puddin’!” I choked on the smoothie that I was sipping and spluttered smoothie chunks on him. His face was contorted with disgust, and he used my hand to wipe off any stray food that was sprayed on his costume. “I think my Harley Quinn outfit looks awesome!” He self-proclaimed. I nodded as if I agreed. “Yeah, very awesome.” I taunted sarcastically. He shook his head in defeat. “You’re just saying that I look like shit, inside you’re thinking ‘wow look at him, he looks amazing!’” I might have opened my mouth to defend myself, but I couldn’t find a flaw in his statement. He was completely, and annoyingly, spot on.

We had a great time at the party, but all we did was sit in a small corner and make fun of the people who tried very hard, but failed miserably. There was a guy who came in a trash bag, saying that he went as himself. There was a girl who just wore lingerie, and shivered in the biting air. After the party, we sneaked out to a small diner nearby and we ate pancakes in our ridiculous outfits, probably startling and confusing those around us.

Since that day, our friendship bloomed. It mostly consisted of corny jokes and stifled laughter from both parties. He introduced me to his friends, all 6 of them. They seemed like kind people who cared deeply for Jin. Namjoon looked at the world in a very philosophical way, often spewing thought-provoking questions that made everyone have an existential crisis. Yoongi was a quiet guy with a killer taste of music. Hoseok liked to laugh, and would dance at any given moment. Taehyung was just, Taehyung, usually confused but had a big heart. Jimin was his smiley self, radiating positivity and happiness everywhere he went. Jungkook was a fighter, tall and strong, and would 100% beat your sorry ass in any given sport. They were all amazing friends, and Jin was blessed to have these companions.

And I introduced him to my only friend, Hye Gi. She was thrilled to meet him, and said that she was dying inside, obviously, but she seemed calm during their introduction. She was my best friend, my wingwoman, my platonic soulmate. She was a rational person who ran on logic, although she could do some crazy stuff when she was under pressure. She was my favourite person in the entire world, and I was hers (i hope). We knew each other since we were 8 and we bonded over our love for a red lego that had a sticker of a dolphin stuck to it. Jin found that last fact adorable, to which Hye Gi giggled uncontrollably at. We might have been close, but we were as similar as night and day. I was a pretty pessimistic person, she was optimistic as hell. She looked at the world in a different light from me, which I found endearing. I cared for her with all my heart, and Jin took an interest to her, which she squealed to me after.

As Jin and I got closer, I noticed little details about him that any passerby would just ignore. I noticed the way he told me about his family, about his Mario and Maple Story figurines, about how he missed Gwacheon, his hometown. He spoke with such enthusiasm, such happiness and sincerity, that I couldn’t help but fall for him. It was sudden, hitting me out of the blue on a random Tuesday in October, but it was undeniable. I had fallen for Kim Seokjin.

It was really just a random Tuesday. We were hanging out in the school library, trying to study. Well, I was trying to study, he was just fooling around like usual. I had a history test the next week, so I was trying to cram. “Y/nnnnnnnnnn…” He sang. “Stop studying. Let’s go to a coffeeshop and we can binge on cakes and sweet drinks.” I pushed him away. “Go away Jinnie. I’m trying to study.” He continued to whine to me about how he needed sugar. I sighed in frustration. “Kim Seokjin, I envy you. You are cool, you get all the girls, and you don’t even have to study to get good grades. But, I’m not like you. So please let me study, or leave me alone.” He was silent after my harsh words. I felt terrible, I wanted to apologise for my rude behaviour.

“You think i’m cool?” He grinned mischievously, earning a loud groan from me that caused many “eager learners” to shush me. He did aegyo to try and convince me to leave the library, and that did it for me. I got up, packed my things, and dragged him off to the nearest coffeeshop. He cheered happily and I looked into his eyes and fell deeply in love. They contained so many emotions, both happy and sad ones, and I got lost in them.

Many sleepless nights followed that fateful day, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. Before, I was a drunken asshole who bought liquor every night just to “drown my sorrows”, but now I was a sober, slightly-less-of-an-asshole all thanks to him. I had changed for the better because of him and I hadn’t even known it. Although I hadn’t fallen in love just yet, I was still smitten by him. It’s not love, it’s infatuation, I kept telling myself, and I believed it. I didn’t feel the strong emotions that came with teenage love yet, but I got flustered every time he held my hand, or pushed my hair behind my ears. To him, it was probably just an everyday thing, but my heart fluttered every time. I wanted to tell Hye Gi about my feelings, seeing as she was the only person that I trusted, but she liked him as well. I was caught in a web of feelings, and I couldn’t get out.

I opened my locker after Psychology. It was a tiring day, and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep for at least 4 years. But, all that was in the way was lunch period and Algebra. I was planning to find an empty classroom and sleep until Algebra, but my grumbling stomach suggested otherwise. My plan was to buy a sandwich, and sleep in a random quiet place till my next period. As I was thinking of my plan, my fingers brushed against a pink envelope. It had my name on it, and it was in Jin’s infamous chicken scrawl. My curiosity got the best of me and i tore the letter open.

Dear Y/N, Meet me in the Music Room as soon as you get this letter. I’ll be waiting for you.

Love, Jin

I was very confused at this slightly ominous letter. Why did he want to meet me in the music room? What was so private that he had to ask me to go all the way to the other side of the school? As I was rushing to the Music Room, Jimin stopped me in my tracks, wearing a very afraid expression on his small face.

“Noona? Could I ask you something?” He nervously asked. Although he was way taller than me, I wanted to squish his cheeks and wrap him in thousands of blankets, he seemed so innocent and cute. Out of all of Jin’s friends, I was the closest to him, thinking of him as my younger brother. “Yes Minnie?” I asked, genuinely concerned. His face burned an alarming red, he seemed very distressed.

“I know that you were not planning on going to the Winter Prom, but...but I was just wondering if you could go with me?” I covered my smile with the back of my hand. He was so sweet, a being that needs to be protected at all costs. “Why do you want me, Jiminie? You’re good looking, sweet, gentlemanly, and not to mention ,a great dancer.Why wouldn’t anyone not want to go with you?” I boosted his self-esteem, holding his small hands in mine and reassuring him. His gaze diverted to the floor, like the tiles were the most interesting thing in the world. “All the girls that I asked already had dates, and I don’t have a lot of friends that are girls.” He looked so desperate and sad, there was no way on this earth that I could say no.

“Of course I will Minnie. Anything for you.” I stood on tiptoes and ruffled his dark hair. His nervous expression quickly turned into a happy one, his eyes curving into crescent moons, showing an eye smile that would turn melt any girl. “Thank you Y/N noona!” He pulled me into a tight hug that I reciprocated. As salty and bitter as I was, Jimin would always soften me right up. We stayed in that position for a while, until I realised that I had to see Jin. I immediately jumped up at the sudden realisation, briefly filled Jimin on the situation and ran away at full speed. I felt like a character in an old cartoon, you know the ones where they run and their legs turn a full circle? That’s how fast I was running.

When I reached the Music Room, I scanned the room and he wasn’t there, he had already left. I bent down at the door, my lungs getting as much oxygen as it could as I tried to catch my breath. I was too late. Now I wasn’t going to know what the hell he wanted. What if it was really important?

“You’re here.” A quiet voice from behind startled me. “I thought that you were just going to ditch me.” I turned around and saw Jin with a soft expression.

“Why would I ditch you?” I laughed. He grinned back, but his smile seemed forced, it was short of something. His lips seemed to quiver, he kept wiping his hands on his pants. I tilted my head. “What did you want though?” He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. He took my hands and kneeled on the floor. My breath got caught in my throat.

“Will you go to prom with me?”

[kaialone]

Yokai Watch 3 Sukiyaki Translation

(Masterpost for my Yokai Watch translations can be found here)

This will contain major spoilers for the main plot of Yokai Watch 3 and a sidequest added in Yokai Watch 3 Sukiyaki and version 2.0, so proceed with caution.

With that being said, this will be a translation of the entire “Y-Files Final Episode: Seeking a Dream”  (”Yファイル完結編：夢を求めて“) sidequest.

From what I understand, this quest becomes avaiable once you defeat GoGoGo Treasure Dragon towards the main story end of the Busters T segment.

I go through these scene by scene. (There will be links to watch the scenes on youtube, too.)

Bolded is original Japanese; for reference and in case someone who is better at Japanese than I reads this, and feels like correcting something.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

(Number) Indicates I got a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

Please keep in mind that I’m a beginner when it comes to Japanese, so it’s possible that I make mistakes, too.

Edit Note: This translation has been slightly overhauled to be closer to my current standard as of December 2017.

Changes include switching entirely to the Japanese names of the characters, fixing spelling errors I could catch, correcting a few mistakes and phrasings.

Agents show up at Kēta‘s House:

Malder: やあ 僕はFBY特別捜査官のマルダー。 そして となりにいるのは相棒の… Hello, I am FBY special agent Malder. And here next to me is my partner... (1)

Kakully: カクリーよ。 Kakully. (2)

Kēta: あっ！ あなたは…！ Ah! You're...!

Malder: やあ ひさしぶりだね少年。 Hey, it's been a while, boy.

Kēta: なんで日本に！？ それに… ウチがわかったの!? Why are you in Japan!? And... you know where I live!?

Kakully: ふぅ… 私たちを誰だと思っているの？ Hmph... Just who do you take us for?

Malder: はは 君の引っ越し先を 調べることなんて 簡単なことさ。 Haha, it's very easy to find out something like the destination of your move.

Malder: 僕たちFBYにとってはね。 We are with the FBY, after all.

Malder: そんなことは さておき… 話したいことがあるんだ。 But aside from that... There is something we want to talk to you about.

Malder: 近くの公園… さんかく公園といったかな。 そこで待ってるから 来てくれないか？ There's a nearby park... I think it was called Triangle Park. We will be waiting there, so would you please come over?

Kakully: それじゃあ またあとでね。 So, see you later.

Kēta: なんだろう…？ What's this about...?

Whisper: まぁ とにかく 話を聞いてみてはどうですか？ Well, at any rate, why don't we listen to what they have to say?

Kēta: そうだね。 Right.

Whisper: さんかく公園でしたね！ 行ってみましょう！ They are at Triangle Park! Let's go!

Notes:

Malder, written in Japanese as マルダー/Marudā, is a reference to special agent Mulder from X-Files (written as  モルダー/Morudā in the Japanese version of that show). His name is a pun on Mulder combined with まる/maru, which can mean “circle” or “circular”.

Kakully, written in Japanese as カクリー/Kakurī , is a reference to special agent Scully from X-Files (written as スカリー/Sukarī in the Japanese version of that show). Her name is a pun on Scully combined with かく/kaku, which can mean “square” or “angular”.

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Meeting Malder and Kakully at the Playground:

Malder: やあ 待っていたよ。 Hi, we've been waiting for you.

Kēta: 話っていったい 何なんですか？ What exactly did you wanna talk about?

Kakully: 実はあれから… 私たちにも 「見える」ようになってしまったの。 Truth is, it seems that ever since then... we became able to “see” as well.

Kakully: そう… ミステリーを引き起こす不思議な存在… Yes... Able to see those mystery-causing, strange beings...

Kakully: 「ヨーカイ」の姿がね。 The “Yo-kai”. (1)

Whisper: …ってことは 私たちも 見えちゃってるんでうぃすぅぅ！？ ... Wait, so you're saying that you can see us too, whiiiis!?

Malder: ああ… ハッキリとね。 Yes... Clearly.

Malder: おそらく… あのヨーカイの街に行き 事件に巻き込まれたせいだろう。 Most likely... it's because we went to that Yo-kai town and got involved with the incident there.

Kakully: ここまでハッキリ見えると もう信じるしかないわ。 I guess there is no choice but to believe when seeing them this clearly.

Kakully: でも ほかの捜査官にはサッパリ。 おかげで私たちはFBYでも厄介者扱いよ。 But, our other co-workers don't. Because of that, we get treated like a nuisance at the FBY.

Malder: 彼らにヨーカイの存在を 語ったところで誰も相手にしない。 Since we've told them about the existence of Yo-kai, everyone gives us the cold shoulder.

Malder: そこでぜひ 今回の捜査を キミに協力してほしいんだ！ So please, we would like you to work together with us on our current investigation!

Malder: どうかな？ What do you say?

Whisper: FBYの捜査… なんだか気になりますし 協力してあげましょうよ！ An FBY investigation... That's kind of interesting, so let's work with them!

Mission Description:

FBYの、マルダーとカクリーがなんと、日本の天野家を訪れる。 妖怪が見えるようになった2人とゴゴゴファミリーの秘密を追え Suprisingly, Malder and Kakully of the FBY have visited the Amano Family in Japan. Having become able to see yōkai, the two of them chase down the secret of the GoGoGo Family.

Malder: ありがとう！ そう言ってくれると思ったよ！ Thank you! I thought you would say so!

Kēta: それで… いったい何を調べてるんですか？ So... What exactly are you investigating?

Malder: ああ それはね… Right, it’s...

Malder: 僕たちを巻き込んだ あのUFO事件の首謀者… The secret of the mastermind behind that UFO case we were involved in...

Malder: ゴゴゴ·ゴッドファーザーの秘密だ…！ GoGoGo Godfather...!

Kēta: ゴゴゴ·ゴッドファーザーの秘密…。 GoGoGo Godfather's secret...

Whisper: たしかに 私たちも 彼のことは よくしりませんね。 It's true that we don't really know him that well, either.

Malder: そして 調査の結果… And, as a result of our research...

Malder: ゴゴゴファミリーの幹部が 今も存在していることが判明したんだ。 We found out that the GoGoGo Family Executives are still around. (2)

Malder: 僕たちが手に入れた情報は４つ…。 We got 4 pieces of information...

Malder: 「妄想のクリエイター」 は 自分の世界へ帰っていった。 "The Creator of Delusions" returned to his own world.

Malder: 「邪心のティーチャー」 は 夜の小学校でヨーカイに勉強を教えている。 "The Teacher of Evil Hearts" is helping Yo-kai with their studies during the night, at a school. (3)

Malder: 「伝説のドラマー」 は とある屋敷で一流ヨーカイになっている。 "The Drummer of Legend" has become a first-class Yo-kai at a certain mansion.

Malder: 「漆黒のロボット」 は 元いた会社で働いている。 "The Robot of Jet Black" is working for the company he originally came from. (4)

Malder: もちろん すぐに捜査を開始したんだが… Of course we started investigating right away, but...

Malder: 僕たちだけの力では 彼らの潜む場所へ たどりつくことはできなかった…。 We couldn't reach the places where they're lurking on our own...

Malder: そこでぜひ キミたちの力を 貸してもらいたいというワケだ。 So, that is why we want you to help us, please.

Whisper: ちょっと気になりますし 協力してあげましょうよ！ I’m a bit worried, so let's work togther with them!

Notes:

In the Japanese version, when Malder and Kakully talk about yokai, they call them “ヨーカイ”, written in katakana, which is different from how they’re usually spelled in this franchise, which is in kanji as “妖怪”. Writing something only in katakana like that sometimes is used to indicate that the character in question is pronouncing it weirdly, like giving it special emphasis or talking with an accent, or the like. In this case I believe it might be indicating that Malder and Kakully are pronouncing it a bit odd because they’re English-speakers, and thus I thought it’d be fun if I translated it with the English localized spelling of “Yo-kai.”

The part I translated as “are still around.” could also be translated as “still exist.”

“Evil Hearts” could also be “Evil Mind” or “Evil Feelings” and the like.

“The Jet Black Robot” would probably be a less awkward translation, but I didn’t wanna break the pattern with the other executives.

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At this point you can talk to the executives in any order you wish.

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Talking to Mōsōmonmon:

Kakully: あなたがゴゴゴファミリー幹部… 「妄想世界にクリエイター」ね？ Are you the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Creator of Delusions"?

Mōsōmonmon: …ン？ ンンン〜〜？ あれれぇン… なんでココにいるのン？ ...Nn? Nnnnn〜〜? My, oh my... Why are you here? (1)

Kakully: そんなことはいいから こちらの質問に答えてもらいたいの！ Nevermind that, I would like you to answer some of our questions!

Mōsōmonmon: し… 質問ですってぇ…？ 生意気だなン……。 Qu... Questions, you say...? My, aren’t you saucy...

Mōsōmonmon: でも いいよン♪ ちょっと退屈してたからね〜ン。 But sure~♪ I was a little bored anway~

Kakully: じゃあ… ゴゴゴ·ファミリーについて 何か教えてもらえるかしら？ So... Can you tell us something about the GoGoGo Family?

Mōsōmonmon: ウフフン… それってぇ…♥ ボクちんのこと しりたいってこと〜ン？ Uhuhun... You mean...♥ You want to know about me〜? (2)

Kakully: え… ええ… まぁ それでもいいわ。 Uh... Uhmm... Well, sure, that's fine, too.

Mōsōmonmon: えっとねン… ボクちんは〜 ファミリーの中で一番の新入りだよン♪ Hmm, you see... I am~ The most recent newcomer to the Family ♪

Mōsōmonmon: それでねン〜 いっつもコキつかわれてたのン！ And also~ I’m always being pushed around! (3)

Mōsōmonmon: 五郎兄さんったら 自分の妄想世界 つくれって うるさいんだよン！？ ‘Cause big brother Gorō won't shut up about wanting me to make him his own Delusion World!? (4)

Mōsōmonmon: ンもぉ〜！ ボクちん おこっちゃうよン！ Geez~! I’m getting ticked off here!

Mōsōmonmon: たのまれてつくるなんて ぜ〜んぜん 楽しくないんだもン！ Being asked to make one is no fun at aaaall!

Mōsōmonmon: 人の頭の中 こっそ〜りのぞいて バクっと食べちゃうのがイイのにね〜ン…。 I'd rather seeecretly sneak a look at the insides of people's heads and then gobble them up〜...

Kakully: そ… そう… それは大変だったわね… Y... Yes... That must've been so hard for you...

Whisper: …それより なんなんですか？ この奇妙な世界は…。 By the way, what is this here? This bizarre world...

Mōsōmonmon: ある女の子の 妄想世界よン♪ とってもイイとこでしょ〜ン？ It's some girl's Delusion World ♪ Isn't it nice?

Mōsōmonmon: ここなら五郎兄さんに コキ使われることもないしね〜ン♪ When I’m here, big brother Gorō can't push me around anymore〜♪

Kēta: そ… そっか…。 I... I see...

Mōsōmonmon: ねぇねぇン… 今度は… キミの妄想 のぞかせてほしいな〜ン？ Hey, hey... Next time... Do you want me to take a look at your delusions~?

Kēta: か… 考えておくよ… I... I’ll think about it...

Malder: それじゃあ 僕たちはこれで失礼するよ。 Now then, please excuse us.

Mōsōmonmon: ムフフン… また来てね〜ン♥ Muhuhun... Please come back some time~♥

Kakully: 何を言っているのか ほとんど わからなかったわ… I could hardly understand any of what he was saying...

Notes:

In Japanese, Mōsōmonmon has what from what I can tell is a somewhat childish and also feminine way of speaking, but I am nto 100% sure. This includes him often adding “n” to the end of his lines, giving it a somehwat whimsy feel. Either way, it doesn’t translate easily into English.

Mōsōmonmon uses the personal pronoun ボクちん/boku-chin to refer to himself. ボク/boku basically is a somewhat informal pronoun usually used by young men and boys. It is more soft-spoken and formal than Ore, but more informal than Watashi. Adding “-chin“ to it basically turns it into a more childish/cutesy version of that.

What I translated as “pushed around” here refers to that in the sense of “being made to work hard”, “being overworked”, and all that.

Here he is referring to Kaminarasu Gorō here. He calls him big brother in the sense that he adds 兄さん/Niisan to his name.

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Optional dialouge when talking to Mōsōmonmon again:

Mōsōmonmon: この妄想世界 と〜っても いいシュミしてるよねぇ〜ン♪ This Delusion World sure has some reaaally nice taste〜♪ (1)

Mōsōmonmon: ハァ…♥ キミの妄想は どんな色かなン…？ Hahh…♥ I wonder what colors your delusions are...?

Note:

This is “nice taste” not as in taste of food, but taste in interests and stuff.

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Talking to Yāmerunja-sensei:

Malder: キミがゴゴゴファミリー幹部… 「邪心のティーチャー」だね？ You are the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Teacher of Evil Hearts", right?

Yāmerunja-sensei: おや？ あなたも授業を受けに来たのですか？ Oh? Did you come to take classes too? (1)

Malder: あ いや…  そういうワケではないんだが… 実はキミに聞きたいことがあってね。 Ah, no... We actually have something we want to ask you.

Malder: ゴゴゴファミリーについて くわしく教えてほしいんだ。 We would like you to tell us more information about the GoGoGo Family.

Yāmerunja-sensei: いい質問ですねぇ♪ それじゃあ これは知っていますか？ That is a good question ♪ Well then, did you know this?

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生と もんもん君は ボスから生み出された妖怪なのです♪ Your teacher and Monmon are yōkai that were created from the Boss ♪ (2,3)

Yāmerunja-sensei: ボスはあまり自分のことを話さないので これは 先生の考えにすぎませんが… Since the Boss does not talk about himself much this is only an idea your teacher had, but...

Yāmerunja-sensei: ボスの 「大人の心」 と 「子どもの心」 が 私たちになったのかもしれませんねぇ。 ...Perhaps the Boss' "Adult Heart" and "Child Heart" have become us. (4)

Kakully: なるおどね… それじゃあ 他のファミリーについては？ I see... What about the rest of the Family, then?

Yāmerunja-sensei: そうですねぇ…♪ Right...♪

Yāmerunja-sensei: 五郎くんはヤンチャだけど とっても元気あってイイ子ですし… Gorō is mischievous, but he is a very energetic, good child... (5)

Yāmerunja-sensei: インジャネーノくんは ずっと不機嫌ですが よく周りを見れいる心優しいイイ子です。 Injanēno is always sullen, but he is a considerate, kind-hearted, good child. (6)

Yāmerunja-sensei: それから ワルボくんも口は悪いですが 人助けのできるイイ子ですね♪ And Warubo has a foul mouth, but he sure is a helpful, good child♪

Whisper: なんだか それじゃあ イイ子ばっかりみたいでうぃすねぇ…。 That kinda seems like there's only good children, whis...

Yāmerunja-sensei: んま！ 当たり前じゃないですか！ Well! Is it not obvious?!

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生は… 「イイ子じゃない子」をしりませんよ♪ Your teacher... does not know any "child that is not a good child" ♪

Kēta: そっかぁ… それじゃあ… Really... then...

Kēta: ゴゴゴ・ゴッドファーザーにも イイ子の部分は あったのかもしれないね。 Maybe part of GoGoGo Godfather was a good child, too.

Yāmerunja-sensei: ウフフ… 先生うれしいです。 キミは はなまるをあげましょう♪ Uhuhu... Your teacher is happy. You get a gold star♪ (7)

Kēta: あ… ありがとう… ございます…。 T... Thank you... very much...

Notes:

Yāmerunja-sensei is known as Slackerjack in English.

In Japanese, Yāmerunja-sensei often just refers to himself as “sensei”, which simply means “teacher” (in this case), and, in fiction at least, it’s a common way for teachers to refer themselves when talking to students from what I understand. I translated this as “your teacher”, because it feels a bit less akward in english than just “teacher”, but still shows the fact that he does it at all.

He’s referring to Mōsōmonmon here. Notably, he specifically calls him Monmon-kun in Japanese, with the honorific -kun also commonly being used by teachers when adressing their male students, among other things, from what I understand.

The word I translated as heart here is 心/kokoro, and like before could also be translated as mind or feelings, among other things.

He’s of course referring Kaminarasu Gorō here, and in Japanese he also adds the -kun honorific to his name, and continues to do so for all their other fellow executives.

I’m not sure if I translated “considerate” right in this case.

He literally says something like “Let’s give you a flower circle”, which is something like an equivalent to gold stars, as in little symbolic rewards for student’s good behavior.

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Optional dialouge when talking to Yāmerunja-sense again:

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生は しばらくここで 真夜中の妖怪学校をしています。 Your teacher will be doing a midnight yōkai school here for a while.

Yāmerunja-sensei: キミも また 先生に会いにきてくださいね♪ Please come visit again, too ♪

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Optional dialouge when talking to the yokai students:

Isshun Boy: せんせー！ おれ また速くなったでしょ！ Teacher! I got faster again! (1)

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Hanako: せんせー！ 男子がそうじしませーん！ Teacher! The boys aren't cleaning up! (2)

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Sunao: ハイ 先生！ 質問です！ わからないことが あります！ Hey, teacher! I got a question! There's something I don't understand! (3)

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Onarazumono: ブフッ！ 今おならしたの誰ぇ〜！？ *PFFT*! Who farted just now!? (4)

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Gaki: せんせー。 宿題 家にわすれましたー。 Teacher. I forgot to bring my homework. (5)

Notes:

Isshun Boy is known as Minimoto in English.

Hanako is known as Toiletta in English.

Sunao is known as Sandmeh in English. 

Onarazumono is known as Cheeksqueek in English. 

Gaki is known as Tantroni in English.

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Talking to Kaminarasu Gorō:

Kakully: あなたがゴゴゴファミリー幹部の 「伝説のドラマー」ね？ Are you the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Drummer of Legend"?

Kaminarasu Gorō: ハッ！ 伝説のドラマーってか！！ Ha! Drummer of Legends, you say!!?

Kaminarasu Gorō: いいねぇ〜 そのひびき！ 気にいったぜ ねえちゃん！ Nice~ I like the sound of that! I like you, sister!

Kakully: あなたたちゴゴゴファミリーについて 教えてほしいんだけど… We want you to tell me about your GoGoGo Family, but...

Kaminarasu Gorō: いいぜぇ〜！ なんでもおしぇてやるジャン！ Sure~! I'll tell ya anything! (1)

Kaminarasu Gorō: …つっても オイラはドラムばっか叩いて あんま しらねぇんだけどなぁ！ ...'cept I dunno nothing 'bout anything, besides how to hit the drums!

Kaminarasu Gorō: オイラが よく知ってんのは ジャーニーのことくらいジャン？ I do know Jany pretty well, how about that? 

Whisper: …ゴゴゴファミリーに ジャーニーなんて方いましたっけ？ ...Was there someone called Jany in the GoGoGo Family? (2)

Kaminarasu Gorō: あー ジャーニーってのは 親友のインジャネーノのことな！ Ah, when I say Jany, I mean my best friend Injanēno! (3)

Kakully: 親友…。 Your best friend...

Kakully: あなたたちは どうして ゴゴゴファミリーになったの？ Why did you two join the GoGoGo Family?

Kaminarasu Gorō: あん？ どうしてって… ボスに拾われたからだぜ？ Hm? Why did we... Because the Boss picked us up? (4)

Kaminarasu Gorō: いっしょに夢を叶えねーがって 口説かれてなぁ！ Sayin' “why don't we fulfill our dreams together”, is how he won us over.

Kaminarasu Gorō: もちろんソッコーついてったぜ！ オイラにはデッカイ夢があったからな！ Of Course I followed him right away! I got a BIG dream, after all!

Kaminarasu Gorō: オイラのクールなドラムを 大勢のやつらに聞かせるって夢がよぉ！ A dream about letting a whole lot of people listen to my cool drums!

Kaminarasu Gorō: でも ジャーニーには夢がないどころか 夢なんか 持ったこともなかったんだよな。 But Jany didn't dream at all, he never had something like a dream. (5)

Kaminarasu Gorō: だから ボスの夢をきいているうちに… So I guess that’s why while he was listening to the Boss' dream...

Kaminarasu Gorō: いつの間にか ボスの夢が アイツの夢になっちまったんだろうなぁ〜。 Before we knew it, the Boss' dream became his dream.

Kēta: そっか…。 I see...

Kēta: だからアイツは ゴゴゴGFを… ボスの夢を守ろう必死あったんだ… That's why he was so desperate about protecting GoGoGo Godfather... the Boss' dream...

Kaminarasu Gorō: ま オイラはボスに感謝してるぜぇ？ アイツに夢 見せてくれたんだからな！ Well, I’m grateful to the Boss? 'Cause he showed him dreams!

Kaminarasu Gorō: 夢を見れねぇ人生ってのは やっぱ悲しいもんジャン！？ A life without dreamin' is pretty sad after all, right!?

Whisper: ゴゴゴファミリーにも 情に厚いところがあったんですね…！ To think that even in the GoGoGo Family such compassion exists...!

Notes:

Occasionally Kaminarasu Gorō adds   ジャン/jan to his sentences, which I think is a reference to the onomatopoeia of a drum set’s cymbal being hit, but is also similar to an informal, casual way to end a sentence that basically translates to something like “y’know?” or “ain’t it?”. Overall Gorō has a casual and informal manner of speaking.

Jany is spelled as ジャーニー/Jānī in Japanese and is of course, a nickname of インジャネーノ/Injanēno.

The word I translated as “best friend“ here is 親友/shin'yū which can also be translated as very close friend and the like.

The word I translated as “picked up” is  拾う/hirou which can refer to literally picking up something, but I think it can also refer to picking up a person, as in taking them under your wing.

What I translated as “didn’t dream at all” does literally mean that, but it also refers to something like “had no ambitions” or “had no motivation”. But given the theme of these characters, I wanted to keep in the word “dream”.

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Optional dialouge when talking to Kaminarasu Gorō again:

Kaminarasu Gorō: 格付けチェック やってみたんだけどよぉ〜 オイラって やっぱ超一流ジャン？ I tried out that Ranking Check, yeah? Guess I’m really super first-class, huh? (1)

Kaminarasu Gorō: 全部 カンで当たっちまうんだよなぁー！ I won everything with my gut feeling!

Kaminarasu Gorō: ラクショーすぎて 飽きてきちまったし… そろそろ ライブでまやるかぁ！ I got bored from that way too easy victory... Can't I perform live anytime soon?

Note:

“Ranking Check” is a mini-game hosted by Sebastian in this mansion, in which you have to guess if a food is high and quality or not, and determine your “class” by that. I is areference to a Japanese gameshow called 芸能人格付けチェック  ( “Entertainer Ranking Check”), I believe. I don’t know much about it, but seems it is a show where various celebrites are tested on wether they are truly “first-class” or not? By being shown two products and needing to pick out which of the two is the more expensive one? It seems popular enough that you’ll see references to it pop up sometimes.

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Optional dialouge when talking to Sebastian:

Sebastian: カミナラス五郎さまは 負けなしの超一流妖怪です。 Master Kaminarasu Gorō is an undefeated super first-class yōkai. (1)

Sebastian: いやいや 不思議なものです。 紳士的な方には とても見えな… Honestly thougj, it is strange. He does not look much like a... (2)

Verygoodsir: …ゴホゴホッ！ いえ なんでもありません。 Cough, cough! Ah, no it is nothing.

Note:

Sebastian is known as Verygoodsir in English.

At this part Sebastian cuts himself off before finishing the line, so I can only guess on what he was going to say, but it appears to be something like “He doesn’t look much like a gentleman”. Either way the implication is he was about to say something bad about Kaminarasu Gorō but cut himself off, since a butler shouldn’t be saying that.

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Talking to Warubo V5:

Malder: キミが ゴゴゴファミリーの幹部 「漆黒のロッボト」だね。 You must be the GoGoGo Family Executive "The Robot of Jet Black".

Malder: たしか… 昔の職場にいるという情報だったが… I’m certain that... According to our information you were at your old workplace...

Kēta: それじゃあ ワルボはゴゴゴファミリーに 入る前 ここで働いてたってこと！？ So then, you worked here before you joined the GoGoGo Family, Warubo!?

Warubo V5: そうですが何か ▼_▼ That's right, what do you want ▼_▼

Malder: どうしてゴゴゴ ·ファミリーの 一員になったんだい？ Why did you become a member of the GoGoGo Family?

Warubo V5: よろしい。 教えてさしあげようじゃねーか ▼_▼ Fine. Gonna tell you ▼_▼

Warubo V5: ワルボ あの日は眠ってたんだ。 ヨップル社の真っ暗な部屋で ずっとな。 Warubo was sleeping that day. In a completely dark room at Yopple Inc., for a long time.

Warubo V5: まー そこに ファミリーが現れた ▼_▼ Well, the Family showed up there ▼_▼

Warubo V5: やつら オレをゴゴゴ ·ゴッドタワーに 連れさって 改造しやがったんだ。 They brought me to the GoGoGo Godtower, and reconstructed me. (1)

Malder: …もしや こわれて捨てられていたキミを ファミリーが持ち帰って直したんじゃ…。 ...Maybe you were broken and throw away, and then the Family brought you home and fixed you...

Warubo V5: なあ それより見てみろよ… ヨップ野郎どもの あのニコニコ顔。 Hey, more importantly, look... That Yopp dude's bright smiling face. (2)

Warubo V5: くそイラつくぜ ▼_▼ Pisses me off ▼_▼

Warubo V5: ワルボは この目つきのせいで ポニーにも逃げられるってのにな。 Because of Warubo's expression, even ponies will run away. (3)

Warubo V5: だからワルボ決めた。 プチ整形して ニコニコ顔になる。 So Warubo decided. I will get a quick facelift, to get a bright smiling face. (4)

Warubo V5: でもジョーズさん 整形するには １０００ドル必要って言いやがった。 But, Mr. Jaws said that to get a facelift, 1000 dollars are needed.

Warubo V5: ワルボの日給は １ドルだから… Because Warubo's daily salary is 1 dollar...

Warubo V5: １０００日 働けばイイ！ I need to work for 1000 days!

Warubo V5: ワルボ 計算はやいだろ。 ロボットだからな ▼_▼ Warubo calculates fast. I am a robot after all ▼_▼

Kēta: １０００日… が… がんばってね…。 1000 days... G... Good luck with that...

Warubo V5: ニコニコ顔になったら ポニーのやつ 乗せてくれるかな。 ▼_▼ Once I got a bright smiling face, I wonder if I can ride that pony guy. ▼_▼

Warubo V5: そうだ オマエラ。 ワルボ厳選のジョークを聞かせてやろう。 Oh right, you guys. Listen to Warubo's carefully selected jokes.

Whisper: …その方 ほっとくと いつまでも しゃべりつづけそうですよ？ ... Is this fellow is just going to keep talking forever?

Kēta: ワ… ワルボ！ いっぱい話してくれてありがとう…！ Wa... Warubo! Thank you for telling us so many things...!

Warubo V5: なんだよ オマエラ帰るのか？ What, you guys are leaving?

Warubo V5: さみしくはないぞ。 ワルボ 機械だからな ▼_▼ I’m not sad. Warubo is a machine, after all ▼_▼

Warubo V5: またな T_T See you T_T

Notes:

Warubo V5 mostly refers to himself as “Warubo” instead of using an actual first person pronoun, but here he actually uses one (ore), showing that he does use that occasionally. In my translation I had to use “I” for him occasionally to make lines not sound weird, so note that while he does switch between “Warubo” and “I” in Japanese too, he doesn’t do it as frequently.

He is referring to Yopp-kun (can alternatively be spelled as Yoppu-kun) in case you’re wondering.

It could either be “ponies” or “pony”

A robot getting a face lift may sound weird, but in Japanese the word being used can also literally be translated as something like “form adjustment”.

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Optional dialouge when talking to Warubo V5 again:

Warubo V5: ワルボ ぜったい ポニーと ともだちになる ▼_▼ Warubo will absolutely become friends with the pony ▼_▼

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After talking to all 4 Executives:

Malder: 幹部４人から話を聞いたワケだが… We listened to the stories of the 4 executives, but...

Whisper: ゴゴゴファミリーが どんな組織だったか なんとなく わかってきましたねぇ！ I feel like I sort of understand what kind of organization the GoGoGo Family was!

Kēta: うーん でも… Hmmm, but...

Kēta: かんじんのゴゴゴGFについては あんまり 何もわからなかったよね…。 We didn't really learn anything crucial about GoGoGo Godfather...

Malder: そうだな… Right...

Malder: ボスの近くにいたアイツなら 何か知っているかもしれないが… That fellow who was so close to their Boss might have known something, but...

Kēta: そうだ… たしかにインジャネーノは ゴゴゴGFの過去を知ってた…！ That’s true... I’m sure Injanēno knew about GoGoGo Godfather's past...!

Kēta: ゴゴゴGFは アイツにだけ 自分のことを 話していたんだと思う！ I think GoGoGo Godfather only talked about himself with him!

Whisper: インジャネーノの最期の場所へ 行ってみてはどうでしょう？ How about we go to the place where Injanēno last was, then?

Kakully: たしかに… なにか彼のヒントが 残されているかもしれないわ。 Definitely... he might have left behind some clues.

Malder: ああ そうだね。 Yes, that's true.

Whisper: ゴゴゴ ·ゴッドタワーの最上階ですね… 行ってみましょう！ The top floor of the GoGoGo Godtower... Let's go there!

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Going to the Top of the GoGoGo Godtower:

Malder: さあ　最上階についた。 Now, we've reached the top.

Whisper: ここに　ゴゴゴＧＦの秘密が 隠されていないか　さがしてみましょう！ GoGoGo Godfather's secret might be hidden here, so let's look for it!

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Whisper: みごとに何も　残されていませんね…。 There seems to be nothing left at all...

Malder: 他の幹部は　ボスの過去を知れない… 知っていたのは あの側近のみ…。 The other executives don't know about their Boss' past... The only one who knew was that close aide of his...

Malder: だとすると ここで語られていた 可能性が高いと思うが… Assuming that's true, I think there is a high possibility that he told him about it in here, but...

Malder: 今や 誰も知る者はいない… か。 Now there is no one left who knows anymore... is there?

Kakully: いるとすれば この部屋そのものくらいね。 If there was, it'd have to be the room itself.

Malder: はは 部屋に刻まれた記憶でも 呼び覚ませればいいが…。 Haha, it sure would be nice if we could awaken the memories etched into this room...

Kēta: それなら…！ 妖怪の力で なんとかできるかも！ In that case...! The power of a yōkai might do the trick!

Whisper: えっと… 場所に刻まれた 「記憶」を思い出させる 妖怪ですか… Umm... A yōkai that can recall the “memory” etched into a place...

Whisper: いました！ 妖怪おもいだ神…！ Found it! The yōkai Omoidashin...! (1)

Whisper: おもいだ神は おもいだスッポンが 合成で進化する妖怪のようです！ Omoidashin is a yōkai that evolves from Omoidasuppon through Fusion!  (2)

Whisper: 進化することで なんと場所の 「記憶」まで 思い出させることもできるとか…！ Seems that by evolving they become able to even recall the 'memory' of a place...!

Kēta: うん！ おもいだ神ならいけるかも…！ 早く ここにつれてこよう！ Yeah! Vaccumory might work...! Let's take him here fast!

Notes:

Omoidashin is known as Vacuumory in English.

Omoidasuppon is known as Flushback in English.

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Summoning Omoidashin:

Malder: この場所に 刻まれた 「記憶」… ヨーカイの力で 呼び起こせるんだったね？ So, the 'memory' etched into this room... can be recalled with the power of a Yo-kai?

Whisper: さあ ケータくん！ おもいだ神は ともだちにしましたよね！ Alright, Kēta! We have made friends with Omoidashin!

Whisper: さっそく ここに呼び出して 過去の出来事を 思い出させましょう！ Let's call him right away, and recall the past events!

Kēta: よーし… それじゃあ… Right... so...

Kēta: オレのともだち！ でてこい おもいだ神！ My friend! Come out, Omoidashin!

Kēta: 妖怪メダル セットオン！ Yōkai Medal, Set On! (1)

Omoidashin: ふおっふおっ… ワシに 何の用じゃ？ Hoh,  Hoh... What do you need from me?

Malder: …あなたが 「記憶」を 呼び起こしてくれるというヨーカイですね。 ...So you are the Yo-kai that can bring forth “memories”.

Malder: なんでも 場所に刻まれた記憶でさえ 思い出させることができる… とか。 I am told that you can even recall memories that are etched into a place... or something.

Omoidashin: ああ たやすいことじゃ。 場所や物も あらゆるものに記憶はある…。 Yes, that's easy. Places and objects, there are memories inside everything...

Malder: では… この部屋の記憶のなかには… ゴゴゴGFが語って その過去についても…？ Then... Somewhere in the memory of this room... is there one where GoGoGo Godfather talks about his past, too...?

Omoidashin: …うむ たしかに存在するようじゃ。 この部屋は今も覚えておるのう…。 ... Yes, there certainly is. This room still remembers...

Omoidashin: 思い出させてやろう…。 この部屋に眠る かつての主の記憶を…！ Let me recall it... The memory of this room's former master that sleeps within it...!

Note:

This is the Japanese summoning chant, in the English localization it goes: “Come out my friend! Calling *insert Yo-kai*! Yo-kai Medal, do your thing!"

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Seeing the Memory:

GoGoGo Godfather: フッ… 変わったものだな 私も。 Hmh... I have changed, too.

Injanēno: どうしました ボス？ What's the matter, Boss?

GoGoGo Godfather: …なに 少し昔を思い出していた。 ... Nothing, I was just thinking about the old days for a bit.

GoGoGo Godfather: 私はな 数百年前… Hundreds of years ago I was...

GoGoGo Godfather: ひとりの人間だったのだよ。 ...a human being.

Injanēno: …そうだったんですかい。 ...I see.

GoGoGo Godfather: 人間だったころの私は ただ夢を見続ける 純粋な少年だった。 When I was a human, I was just a pure boy who kept on dreaming.

GoGoGo Godfather: 私には 普通の人間には 見えないモノが見えていてね。 I could see things that were invisible to average humans.

GoGoGo Godfather: そういった 「幻の存在」 を見つけては 夢いっぱいに語ったものさ。 I talked a lot about my dreams of finding those 'phantom beings'. (1)

Injanēno: そいつぁ楽しそうですなぁ。 That sounds like fun.

GoGoGo Godfather: だが 人々は私を不気味がり だれも信じてくれなかった… But the people considered me creepy, and no one believed me... (2)

GoGoGo Godfather: そんな私は いつしか 「悪魔の子」と呼ばれ…… And as such, eventually they started to call me "devil child"... (3)

GoGoGo Godfather: …捨てられたのだよ。 本当のファミリーにね。 ...I was abandoned. By my real family. (4)

GoGoGo Godfather: 行くあてもなく さまよった私は ついに力尽き… I wandered aimlessly, until in the end, I was completely exhausted... (5)

GoGoGo Godfather: 自分自身が 幻の存在 「妖怪」 になった。 …というわけさ。 I myself became a phantom being, a 'yōkai'. ...that’s the long and short of it.

Injanēno: ボス…。 Boss...

GoGoGo Godfather: それでも 妖怪の世界でなら 私も受け入れられると思った。 But even so, I thought that in the world of yōkai at least, even I would be accepted.

GoGoGo Godfather: が… 妖怪たちでさえ UFOなどいない と私を信じない。 But... even yōkai don't believe in things like UFOs, nor do they believe me.

GoGoGo Godfather: 今では 妖怪ワールドでさえ 私は はみだし者さ。 Now, even in the Yōkai World, I am an outcast.

Injanēno: ボスのこと 信じないアイツらが まちがっとるんじゃ…！ Those that don't believe you got it all wrong, Boss...!

GoGoGo Godfather: なぁに… 悪いことばかりでは なかったさ。 Hey... Not everything was bad.

GoGoGo Godfather: 今の私には 新たなファミリーがいる。 お前のようにな。 I have a new family now. Like you.

GoGoGo Godfather: なあ インジャネーノ。 「幻の大陸」 の伝説を知ってるか？ Say, Injanēno. Do you know the legend of the "Phantom Continent"? (6)

Injanēno: 幻の大陸… ですかい？ The... Phantom Continent?

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ。 人間界と妖怪ワールドの狭間に 存在するといわれる 幻の大陸… Yes. A Phantom Continent that is said to exist between the Human World and the Yōkai World...

GoGoGo Godfather: そこには 黄金の秘宝が眠っているという。 …お前はどう思う？ Supposedly a golden treasure is sleeping there. ... What do you think?

Injanēno: …ワシぁ あると思いますぜ。 ボスも信じとるんでしょう？ ... I think it's real. Do you believe in it too, Boss?

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ… だが多くの者たちは信じない。 人間も妖怪も 今の世界には夢がない。 Yes... But many don't. In today's world, both humans and yōkai have no dreams.

GoGoGo Godfather: 夢のない世界など つまらないではないか。 A world without dreams is boring, isn't it?

GoGoGo Godfather: 私は 「夢見がちな者」 たちを集め… 築き上げたファミリーと共に… I will gather "people that dream"... and together with the family I build up...

GoGoGo Godfather: この妖怪ワールドを作りかえ 「幻の大陸」 を 見つけ出したいのだよ。 I will remake this Yōkai World, and I want to discover the "Phantom Continent".

Injanēno: ボスなら… きっと見つけられますよ。 Boss... you'll definitely be able to find it.

Injanēno: ボスに拾っていただいた この命。 最後まで ボスのために。 This life of mine that you picked up, Boss. I’ll dedicate it to you, until the end.

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ… 期待しているぞ。 Yes... I’m counting on you.

Notes:

The words I translated as “Phantom Beings” are 幻の存在/Maboroshi no Sonzai in Japanese, which can be translated in various other ways, too.

The word I translated as “creepy” is 不気味/bukimi which can also be translated as “uncanny” or “eerie”, in fact, it is where the Japanese name of the Eerie Tribe comes from.

The word I translated as “devil“ is 悪魔/akuma which can also be literally translated as “evil demon”, among other things.

When talking about family in this scene, GoGoGo Godfather actually uses the english word “family”.

What I translated as “completely exhausted” can also translate to “run out of energy” or “used up all one’s strength”, and notably it can be used to refer to someone actually dying from exhaustion.

Like with the case of Phantom Beings above, the “Phantom“ part here is 幻 /Maboroshi in Japanese, and can be translated in various ways.

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After seeing that:

Kēta: あのゴゴゴGFも もともとは ただの 夢見がちな少年だったんだ…。 That GoGoGo Godfather was originally just a dreaming boy...

Malder: もし生まれる時代がちがっていたら… If he had been born in a different time period...

Malder: ミステリーに夢を見る者同士 ともだちにだってなれたかもしれない。 He might have been able to make friends with other people that dream about mysteries.

Kēta: そうですね… That's right...

Malder: そして幻の大陸… 「ヌー大陸」か。 And the Phantom Continent... it's the "Continent Nu", right?

Malder: キミたちはもう 知っているんだろう？ I guess you already know about that one?

Kēta: はい…。 Yes...

Malder: 私たちも そこへ つれていってくれないか？ Could you take us there, too?

Whisper: 妖怪が見えるようになった おふたりなら ヌー大陸にも行けるかもしれませんね！ Since the two became able to see yōkai, they might the able to go to the Continent Nu, too!

Kēta: うん… そうだね。 Yeah... that's right.

Kēta: わかりました！ 「ヌー大陸」に案内します！ Got it! I will take you to the "Continent Nu"!

Malder: たのんだぞ 少年！ We're counting on you, boy!

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Optional dialouge when talking to Malder and Kakully at Kēta’s House:

Malder: ここはキミの家だが… This is your house, but...

Malder: まさか ヌー大陸へは ここから行くというのか…？ Could it be that one can go to the Continent Nu from here...?

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Kakully: 幻の大陸 「ヌー大陸」… そんなものが本当にあるのかしら…？ The Pantom Continent "Continent Nu"... Does such a thing really exist...?

Kakully: マルダーは信じているようだけど 私にはまだ 信じられないわ…。 Malder seems to believe in it but, I still can't quite believe it...

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Showing Malder and Kakully the way to the Continent:

Kakully: すごい… キミの家の地下に こんな場所が…。 Amazing... To think such a place was in the basement of your house...

Kēta: ここがヌー大陸につながってるんです。 This leads to the Continent Nu.

Malder: ほう… これはまるで運命だね…。 Wow... This is almost like fate...

Kēta: それじゃあ ついてきてくださいね！ Well then, please follow me!

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Malder: そんな… まさかこれが… No way... is this actually...

Malder: ゴゴゴGFの夢見た あの「ヌー大陸」だというのか…！？ The "Continent Nu" that GoGoGo Godfather was dreaming of...!?

Kēta: オレたち… ここで またゴゴゴGFと戦ったんだ。 We... fought against GoGoGo Godfather again here.

Kakully: ど… どういうこと！？ W...What do you mean!?

Kēta: 実は… To tell you the truth...

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Kakully: そうだったのね…。 So that's what happened...。

Malder: なるほど…。 I see...

Malder: この大陸にUFOが現れ ピラミッドが導いたということは… A UFO appeared over this Continent Nu, led here by the pyramid, which means...

Malder: ヌー大陸は かつてエイリアンたちが 創り出したモノかもしれないな… The Continent Nu might be something that aliens created a long time ago...。

Kēta: エイリアンが…！？ Aliens...!?

Malder: あくまで 僕の見解だがね。 Well, that's just my opinion.

Malder: それにしても… Still...

Malder: 黄金の秘宝に とりつかれてしまったヨーカイ… か。 A Yo-kai who was obsessed with the Golden Treasure, huh? (1)

Malder: 誰も信じてくれる者がいないなか 彼はひとり 信じて夢見続けていたんだ。 Since there was no one who believed, he believed alone and kept on dreaming.

Whisper: なんだか 少しかわいそうですね…。 Somehow, I feel kinda sorry for him...

Malder: だが 手段はともかく… But, by some means... (2)

Malder: 彼は 自分が夢見た 「幻の大陸」にたどりついたんだな…。 He did reach the "Phantom Continent" that he had dreamed about...

Malder: 僕たちも さまざまなミステリーを追ってきたが… We have also been pursuing various mysteries...

Malder: そうして伝説の大陸に立てたのは 彼の見た「夢」のおかげかもしれないな。 And the fact that we are now standing upon the legendary Phantom Continent, might be thanks to the "dream" he had.

Malder: 彼は 夢を見ない人間やヨーカイに 絶望したのかもしれないが… He may have fallen into despair due to the humans and yōkai that don't dream, but...

Malder: せめて我々は 彼のように 「夢見がちな心」を持ち続けようじゃないか。 How about we at least try to hold onto our "dreaming hearts", just like him? (3)

Malder: なあ 少年！ Right, boy?

Kēta: うん…！ Yeah...!

Notes:

The verb here is とりつく/toritsuku which literally means to cling to, or “to obsess over“, but it can also mean “to be possessed by” and it is what is called “inspiriting” is called in the English version of the games, actually. But I feel in this case the translation “obsessed” fit best, but given the context of the word, the other meanings might be interesting to know.

I am a bit unsure about that line.

Like before, the word I translated as hearts is is 心/kokoro, and like before could also be translated as minds or feelings among other things. 

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Mission End Description: ミステリーという夢を追っていたゴゴゴGF。 元々は、ただの「夢見がち」な男だったのだ。 GoGoGo Godfather was pursuing the dream of Mystery. Originally, he was a mere "dreaming" man.

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I'm 22 so my insurance is double the price of my dad's. I want to get on his policy or have him on mine so that my insurance can be cheaper. Does he have to be part owner of my car? Do we have to use the same company?

If a company is self insured (medical) that doesn't mean the company owns the ins. co. does it?

If a company is self insured (medical) that doesn't mean the company owns the ins. co. does it?

Teens: Do you pay for your own car insurance?

If so, how do you pay for it? How long do you work for and how much do you have to pay for your insurance? Just wondering :) and if you want what type of car do you have?""

Can I be put under my dads car insurance?

I am an independent full time student. I live in my own apartment and I work full time. Currently I pay for my own car insurance and being that I am 19 years old, it is through the roof($170 a month). I have a perfect driving record. I live in Virginia and my dad lives in Alabama. Is it possible that I can be put on his car insurance to save money? I am buying a new car soon and I need to upgrade to full coverage, which is around $230 a month, which is higher then the car payment itself.""

""How do i get car insurance down, young driver wanting cheap mx5?""

Ok, so you may be wandering why i want an mx5. I want to get into drifting and an mx5 seems a good car for it. can get an ok one for about 1000, lower in some cases. The 1.6 litre would be the best choice. So to the car insurance, i put in a quote with myself the main driver and my dad as the additional and it was around 2500 for the year. I then put my dad as the main driver, mum as the second and me as the third and the cheapest quote was 2200. I then took me off and it was 180. I mean come on! im 19 with 2 years no claims, what is it with insurance companies and young drivers! Im not going to drive the car much at all. Probably to events and a bit more when i want a bit of fun. But seriously, im not paying that price. Drifting is already an expensive hobby as it is. So how can i bring it down people? Would love to see people ranting about car insurance with me.""

How long until I lose my health insurance?

I left my job on August 17, 2012. I had Cigna Health Insurance. How long until I get the letter that says I don't have it anymore?""

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Why is my insurance so expensive?

I am looking to buy an hyundai coupe 1.6 auto and I am wondering why all my insurance quotes are so expensive. These are my details. 18 years old 0 NCB Full Licence held for 8 months Only need up to 4000 miles a year car is worth 2000 Will use it for Leisure and commuting Only need Third Party Fire Theft Live in the South east, in east sussex I have been speaking to a few people who own these also and they are getting much cheaper quoted than I am getting and they need more than me like they have a 2 litre, 10,000 miles, newer model car like 2002, car is worth more. As an example a person I have been talking to is also 18 and he has got a 2002, 2 litre and his car is worth 6500 and he has a quote for 1000 and that is fully comp. This is a group 10 insurance car. I am 18, I am looking at a 1997 1.6 which is worth 2000 and my quote is 2400 from the same company and mine is a group 9 insurance. I can't seem to figure out why my quote is way above theirs.""

I dont have car insurance and someone hit my car and im not at fault does it matter if i hav insurane or not?

I dont have car insurance and someone hit my car and im not at fault does it matter if i hav insurane or not?

What kind of insurance do used car dealerships have and how much does it cost?

I looking to start up a small used car dealership. What type of insurance do I need and what would it cost me Im only looking to open a small lot with about 5-8 cars at a time thanks

What is the average cost for small business health insurance with less then 15 employee ?

What is the average cost for small business health insurance with less then 15 employee ?

Average 600cc Sportbike Insurance in Canada?????

I am 21 and have Full G license for 5 years and M2 license for one year. Clean record and thinking of purchasing a brand new bike of 600cc for around $10000. What do you recken my insurance be approximetaly??????????? Thank You for your replies........

Which Insurance is better?

I am looking for new car insurance, so I narrowed it down to Geico and Progressive? Anybody have any experience with either of them?""

Why is Progressive Auto Insurance so cheap compared to other companies?

I was paying $92/mo w/ State Farm American Family quoted me $112/mo Progressive is $58/mo. (I'm comparing straight down the $25,000/$50,000 and they are the same.) Is there something i should be concerned about? Thank you!""

Car insurance hidden from family?

Im 17 buying a volkswagen golf 1.6 with my hard earned money working for 2 years now need a car but parents are against buying a car but i need it for uni Ill park the car down my road and everything will be legal and i was wondering if i get a insurance and a car can i hide from family so i can i tell my policy not to send letter or anything they can only contact me by email or by my phone also so give me a few options i wanna do the legal way only and from UK. Or can give them my actually address but tell them to send the letters to my friends house so that no one in family receives any information about my car what so ever thanks. I can prove my address not trying to get a cheap insurance just dont want family knowing also suggest any legal methods thanks

How much does full time RV insurance cost per year?

I know it's different for everyone but how much does it cost for you? And what size / class RV do you have? I'm just trying to get a rough estimate. Thanks

Whats the average price for a new rider's insurance in Canada?

In Ontario

Has legislative push for affordable insurance been cut short in the u.s congress?

Has legislative push for affordable insurance been cut short in the u.s congress?

I got a no insurance ticket in alabama went to court but never paid fine what will happen if i get caught back?

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Could I get car insurance before having a car?

I don't seem to have a car at the moment like I mentioned. But I was wondering if I could get a car first and then purchase the insurance or would that not work?

Insurance costs on 350z & g35?

Prices just on average? In Texas. 16 year old girl. How much does color matter? What are the different prices for blue, black, silver, & white? How much does the z and Infiniti coupe differ? Please don't tell me to choose different cars..I'm asking for insurance price, not your opinion""

""No insurance, spun out on highway during severe snow storm and was hit. Who is at fault?""

The section of highway I was driving on was 2 lanes wide and straight for a mile. Traffic traveling the opposite direction was separated by about 100 feet of grass. The maximum speed limit is 65mph and the minimum is 45mph. I was traveling at an estimated 45mph in the slow lane. The tail end of my car began to slide out to the right and I was unable to correct this due to the terrible conditions of the road. I spun completely around and was facing directly into traffic in the fast lane. A car traveling in the fast lane (at a rate of speed unknown to me) hit me head on, totaling both cars. Its hard to be sure, but I am estimating that the time between initial loss of control and impact was around 10 - 15 seconds. There were no injuries. I did not have insurance on my car due to being a college student and not having help from my parents. It is not legally necessary to possess insurance. Two months later, a collection agency is looking for $3,472 from me. Should I have to pay this?""

Insurance for modified first car?

I've bought my first car, it is lowered but has no performance enhancing mods..I'm on a learner permit with no previous insurance. Will I be able to ge insured??? Im half afraid to tell them when looking for a quote in case they all blank refuse me. I would rather tell them though. I wouldnt mind paying a bit extra as long as its not a huge amount. Does anyone have experience with this? Did you just get refused, or did it just go up...and if it did, by how much did it go up? Thanks.""

Massachusetts Health insurance?

I am in fifties and currently living in California. Due to the California high cost of medical insurance, My wife and I are thinking of moving to Massachusetts state, get a small home there and retire there eventually. The reason that we are thinking about is that we overheard Massachusetts have a much lower health insurance cost ($50/month ?). Please advise us if you are currently living in Massachusetts state or other states that have less expensive health care insurance and housing cost. You advise is greatly appreciated. Jo""

""Cheapest car for insurance, and also cheapest insurance company in uk?""

hi, I have just passed my driving test, so I am looking to buy a car. As I am a new driver, I would like to get some tips and help about choosing a car that is cheap to insure and also a cheap insurance company. to give u an idea I have around 2000 to 2500 pounds to spare for a car and insurance. do u think it would be possible with my budget Please help.... thanks.""

Can I put someone on my car insurance?

I own a car. I have insurance on the car. Can I put another person who is going to be driving the car regularly on my policy if they are not co-owner of the vehicle?

How do I get back a revoked license in Colorado without owning a car or having car insurance?

When I had my license revoked for DWAI in Colorado, I was told that I could get my license back when a year was over by submitting an SR-22 form. The way I understand it, you can't get an SR-22 form unless you have car insurance. Is this correct? I don't have a car or car insurance, so how do I get my license back?""

Homeowners insurance question?

My father has homeowners insurance that covers the exterior buildings around his house, like a garden shed/ covered carport. this past weekend, a large snowfall provided too much weight for one building, and it collapsed. inside was a lawn mower and an antique automobile that dad has had since he was my age, and it was damaged by a metal beam. (think hot dog bun). the insurance company is now saying that they will pay for the repair of the building and for a new lawnmower, but not the car itself. it was not fully restored, but it was in fair working condition (meaning the engine works and the auto does move). does exterior building coverage also include everything inside, or does it have a limit? is the insurance company trying to weasel out of paying my father? if so, who should I call? (I'm in NC). please help! with good sources please!""

Start my own insurance company?

Hi, I am new in insurance business, I was wondering if anyone can answer my question. I am currently taking classes to get my life and health insurance, once i pass the state test do i have to work for broker? or can i start my own agency? do I need to sign a contract with insurance companies in order to give quote to my future clients? Thank you in advance for your answers""

Can I insure a car that is registered and has license plates from arizona?

I live in California and am about to buy a car that has its license plates from arizona and is registered there as well. Would i Be able to insure it? And if not what would the process to get it good over here? Just so you know, Its a 1995 Nissan Altima, and is going for $1500.""

""My husband and I need private health insurance, any recommendations?""

My husband and I need private health insurance because his job does not offer it and I am a stay at home mother of our two year old son. We live in California, make about 2000.00 a month and are a family of three. We just need basic coverage so that if we get sick we can go to the doctor and if we have an emergency we can go to the hospital. Any recommendations for a low cost good plan that would suit us? Thanks so much!""

How does the car insurance differ between this vehicles?

I'm about to be 18 and am in the market for a used car. I currently drive an '05 Chevy Colorado and am paying maybe a little less than $80 per month. I'm looking at the BMW 3 series ('06-'08), Acura TL ('07-'08), Honda Accord Coupe ('08-'10), and the Acura TSX ('08-'09). Just wondering how much this would bump my insurance rate up and which would be the most practical as far as insurance goes. I have no wrecks or tickets on my record.""

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