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sugurugetosbitch · 2 years

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Because We’re the Strongest

summary: after the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, sorcerer!reader discovers her technique can do a lot more than just change the speed of time...

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a/n: holy angst y’all this had me in my feels at 4:30 am. it was supposed to be a v short first chapter to a way more lighthearted fic but uh, i got a little carried away lol. (still gonna do that other fic tho so keep an eye out hehe) anyways, first post on the blog, i rly hope u like this, feel free to send in requests and ideas and stuff! (might continue this one, not sure yet but we’ll see! will also probably upload this on AO3 and/or wattpad just to get it out there more because I’m rly proud of it.) AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38351848

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word count: 4,061

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You graduated Jujutsu High as part of a class of three- No. it was supposed to be three, but it was only two. You and Kento Nanami survived to see graduation, but your classmate Yu Haibara didn’t. You and Nanami grew close after that first year, but never quite as close as you were with the students in the year above you. There was one in particular who just understood you in a way that nobody else did, and that nobody else ever would. His name was Suguru Geto.

To put it simply, the higher ups were afraid of you both. You came from nothing, from non-sorcerer families, and between his curse manipulation and your time manipulation, you both posed a significant threat to jujutsu society if you were to go off the rails. Nobody was worried about Satoru Gojo. The boy had known nothing other than jujutsu society, considering the whole of it treated him like a god from the moment he was born. He hated authority and he hated the higher ups, but they didn’t see him as a threat the way they did you and Suguru.

And then Geto left. He did exactly what everyone was most afraid of. He turned his back on jujutsu society, and effectively made himself out to be Public Enemy #1 of the jujutsu world. And what made it worse, was that his best friend had been designated his executioner.

What nobody knew, was that he had asked you to go with him.

“Think about it, you’ve listened to me for this long, you understand me, you sympathize with me, so why don’t you come with me, be a part of the better world that I want to create for all of us?” he had asked one night in the doorway of your dormitory.

“Suguru, you know I can’t” the words stung your lips on their way out. Your whole body, your heart, and your soul all ached to go with him, to follow him to the ends of the earth. He was right, you understood each other in ways that nobody else could, but you couldn’t bring yourself to leave everything behind so suddenly, not again “I’m so sorry.”

“Suit yourself” he turned his back to you, but before you could shut the door he turned around to say “you’ll always have a place in my world should you choose to take it.” and with that, he was gone.

Nobody saw him until that day, that final day he saw Shoko and Satoru again, after murdering an entire village. You knew he would be there, but you couldn’t bring yourself to go. You were afraid that if you did, you would have turned your back on everyone right alongside him.

Secretly though, Suguru was glad you didn’t follow him. It took him a number of years to get over missing you enough to realize that he never would have forgiven himself had he been the reason you were slated for execution on sight, or the one responsible for a 50 million yen bounty on your head. He would rather die than that be the case. Besides, Satoru, Shoko, and Kento needed you. Not that he didn’t, but he would just have to manage. It was in your best interest.

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After the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, Satoru Gojo walked with heavy footsteps to Shoko Ieiri, and Tokyo Jujutsu High’s morgue, arms and soul weighed down by the body of his best friend, or rather former best friend, Suguru Geto. What he didn’t expect to encounter was you, with your back to the door, facing Shoko who was patching up a nearly severed left forearm you had suffered at the hands of a curse in Shinjuku. You only made it out thanks to Nanami and his Black Flash.

When Shoko froze at the sight of a battered, blindfold-less Satoru standing in the doorway, you turned around to see what had captured her attention.

And then your entire world shattered for the second time. You didn’t want to believe the sight in front of you. The last 10 years it had been hard enough to pretend that Geto was dead to you emotionally, but seeing his limp corpse in Satoru’s arms sent you off the edge. Your vision went blurry, you felt nothing except for raw emotion coursing through your body, rapidly converting itself into cursed energy. This was enough to worry Shoko and Satoru, who knew you possessed cursed energy levels on par with the Six Eyes himself, or his prodigy, the first year Okkotsu, seeing that you were also up for a promotion to special grade.

From his expressionless face, it was clear Satoru had already made his peace with (or rather completely repressed) what he’d had to do just minutes ago. Stepping slowly into the cold, sterile room, he delicately laid Suguru’s body on one of the cold metal tables by the far wall, and made his way over to you, wrapping you in a hug filled with so many emotions, but not a single one that either of you would have wanted. It was an embrace riddled with grief, confusion, and pain. Satoru stayed long enough for you to shed a few tears, before giving Shoko the same, and disappearing to god knows where, for god knows how long. Maybe he had gone to find what was left of Geto’s “family” who had been in Kyoto and Shinjuku”.

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As grief settled into your bones once again, your cursed energy ran completely haywire, as you collapsed in a sobbing heap over Suguru’s corpse, your head tucked into the curve of his neck, the same way you used to whenever you had a bad night and snuck to his dorm at 2 am for comfort, and your left hand desperately clutching his right shoulder, where his arm used to be.

It seemed your loss of control over your technique fueled by pure emotional energy had illuminated the room in a bright emerald green stemming from your left hand, and also from that point on Geto’s shoulder, his right arm seemed to materialize out of thin air. When you looked up and saw that it was, in fact, real, you were… what were you? Stunned? Confused? Overjoyed? You didn’t know. It took Shoko a moment to recognize what had happened, and to piece together that no, it wasn’t some kind of reverse cursed technique, because she couldn’t regrow entire severed limbs with hers, not even Satoru could do that.

The only cursed energy in the room belonged to you. She stepped up behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder and calling out to you a few times before she caught your attention.

“That was your technique… you just reversed the progression of time on his body, and took it back to a time before he lost his arm. And you did it without affecting a single other person or moment in time. That’s incredible.” She marveled at what had just happened, still not entirely sure that her eyes were telling the truth.

You had no idea you were capable of such a thing. Surely, that promotion was yours now.

“Shoko, there’s something I need to try. I think i can br–”

“Do it. Just do it before I come to my senses and stop you” she called from across the room, where she had her back turned to you, and you could clearly see her shoulders heaving as she sobbed, though her voice didn’t betray her in the slightest. “I miss him too” she thought she said quietly enough that you wouldn’t hear, but you did.

Once again lowering your body to rest on Suguru’s as it grew colder, you placed one hand on the side of his forehead, and the other of the Hollow Purple shaped wound in his chest, right over where his heart should have been. Letting go of what little control you had over your emotions once again, you allowed your cursed energy to surge around you, and around his corpse, illuminating the room in a brilliant shade of green. You felt his body begin to warm under your touch, and what felt like dozens of little worms began to writhe under the hand you had laid so delicately over Suguru’s heart.

In a desperate attempt, you once again rewound the flow of time to a point before Satoru had done what he did, hopelessly praying that you would be able to restore his heart. Maybe in more ways than one.

You so desperately wanted to save his heart, his life, him. Suguru Geto, the man you had loved with all of your heart for over ten years no matter how many times you told yourself you shouldn’t.

This new technique, it had to come with consequences, it had to be a massive drain on you or something, but you didn’t care. You were completely blinded by desperation, by hope, by the love you couldn’t let go of. Shoko’s hand on your shoulder let you know that any consequences wouldn’t matter to you in the slightest.

The crawling feeling under your hand ceased, and while you didn’t dare move your hand, you gingerly laid your head down on Suguru’s chest, hoping desperately for even just a singular heartbeat. Shoko went ahead and fixed up a blood supply to his right arm, since neither of you knew whether your technique reversed the blood loss (and Shoko sure as hell wasn’t about to call Noritoshi Kamo in to find out).

Silence. Not one single heartbeat.

You kept your head pressed to his chest, sobs racking your body more intensely as every minute passed.

“Suguru, come back to me, please”

“I love you”

← Suguru POV →

The blackness he had been floating in was suddenly lit by a faint emerald green glow, stemming from where he assumed his right arm would have been, if this consciousness had a body.

Emerald green… and despite his lack of a physical body, he just knew what it felt like. Sunshine.

It felt like sunshine and the cool ocean breeze. That had always been one of his favorite feelings. But it was never the same after Riko, after his and Satoru’s failure, after he reached his breaking point with the world. After that, the sunshine sting his skin as though he were already burned, and the ocean breeze felt humid and suffocating.

That was, until he met her. Until he really met her. They had known each other before, but after Riko’s death, after everything, he found her companionship, her understanding, her sunshine all the more comforting. She felt like what the beach had felt like before, during the good times, a feeling he thought he would never experience again. But now he reveled in it more than ever. Her cursed energy, her laughter, her genuine personality, her understanding, her sympathy that was devoid of all pity.

Her.

He wanted to live every second basking in it, in her. Soon after, he realized he loved her. Not in the way he loved Satoru, or Shoko, or even his own parents, monkeys though they were, or the two little girls he had rescued and raised, no. He loved her in a way that screamed ‘I want to live engulfed in your energy from this moment on. Until the day I die, I need you’.

He never got the chance to tell her. If he had though, there would have been no stopping her from leaving with him, from once again giving up everything she knew. If she had, maybe he wouldn’t have died, maybe they wouldn’t have lost.

But maybe she’d have died instead. Just the thought of such a thing made him sick.

That same emerald green glow now illuminated where he knew his chest would be, and began to form a haze that clouded his ‘vision’. Slowly, this disembodied consciousness he occupied began to feel heavy again. He began to slip into a dream-like state, being pulled upwards out of the infinite void of death, or rather pushed along the surface of the sea that was the afterlife, to be met by that emerald green light and a gentle ocean breeze.

“Come back to me.”

“I love you”

Suguru’s soul clawed itself out from the depths of deaths clutches at her words.

“I need you.” His thoughts nearly echoed her words as his consciousness sank back into his body and he took his first shallow breath.

“I have to tell her.”

← Original POV →

You heard the monitor beep to life at the same moment you felt his chest rise and fall for the first time. Immediately you shot upright, your hand remaining firmly on Suguru’s chest that now rose and fell with a steady rhythm. You shifted your eyes to the jagged lines on the screen, and then to Shoko’s face, which appeared equally as stunned as yours. You had done it, you had brought Suguru Geto back from the dead.

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For more than two days you stayed diligently by his bedside, not wanting to leave should he finally wake up. Dozens of missed calls from Satoru, and even a couple from Yaga and Nanami littered the home screen of your phone, which hadn’t moved from its place on Shoko’s desk in two days. She had no problem telling the others you were still asleep, recovering from that massive outburst of cursed energy they had all felt the other day.

Fifty-two hours after he took his first breath, Suguru Geto’s eyes fluttered open for the first time since he had died at his best friend’s hand. His eyes that, upon opening, immediately met yours and appeared to flash a striking emerald green, the same color as yours, before returning to their usual deep purple. That same deep purple you had sought comfort in so many times all those years ago. That same deep purple you couldn’t bring yourself to meet after hearing what he had done once he left the school for good.

Now that your gaze met his again, you knew you would never want to tear it away.

“Suguru… I” you couldn’t find the words to even begin to convey the million and two feelings that your heart so desperately tried to make sense of.

No louder than a whisper, he softly called your name, his voice threatening to betray him by being overrun with sobs if he spoke up even the slightest bit.

“You came back.”

“You brought me back.”

Neither of you had a way to explain the thoughts that had been racing through your heads and hearts for the last four days, so you settled for the silence. It was an incredibly loaded, heavy silence, but it was silence nonetheless. After a bit he reached a shaky hand out to grasp one of yours, and you happily took it. In those ten years, you never forgot how one of his string, calloused hands completely dwarfed both of yours.

“There’s–” he started

“I have–” you choked out

“So much I need to tell you” your voices finished in perfect unison, completely oblivious to Shoko standing in the doorway, face plastered with a smile for the first time in at least a week.

“Welcome back, Suguru,” She smiled as she walked inside. “How are you fee–” she was cut off by an obnoxious ringtone that could belong to none other than Satoru Gojo. “No, Gojo, she’s still asleep. No Gojo, you can’t come see her” she lied while glancing back at the two of you who still could not be torn from each other's gazes. “No, I– Gojo, why would I keep lollipops in my office?!” She heaved an exasperated sigh before finishing “I’ll come see you soon with an update on her, happy now? Okay bye.” She hung up, much to the disdain of “that white haired idiot.”

“He doesn’t know, does he?” Suguru sighed.

“No.” You and Shoko answered together.

Suguru just nodded his head and sighed before cautiously sitting up to rest his face in the curve of your neck, the way you always did to him so many years ago, wrapping you tightly in the first hug he’s given anyone in ten years.

He mumbled something into your shirt, but you had to ask him to repeat himself.

“I’m so thankful you didn’t leave with me ten years ago when I asked you to. I never could have forgiven myself if you had, and if something happened to you because of it.” A little bit of the tension in his shoulders began to melt away.

Only he noticed when Shoko quietly nodded in your direction before slipping out of the room and shutting the door, presumably to go find Satoru.

“Sugu-”

“Listen to me.” You never got tired of the way your name fell from his lips when he spoke to you like this, like he was about to share the key to the universe with you. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry that I ever put you in the spot where you had to make that decision. I was so scared, leaving everything behind again, but it was you that was the hardest to leave here. And I was so stupid, so selfish to think that you might, or that you should come with me. I wanted to build my new world alongside you, or, well, I thought I did. But as time passed and I lost so many people, I grew thankful that you stayed behind, that you refused my offer. I’m still terrified of what I would have done if I had lost you.” His voice broke into sobs that shook his whole body at this point.

“Suguru, you’re home now. Please, just stay this time.” You implored, never taking your eyes off of him for a second.

“You know the higher ups won’t have that” He choked out, followed by your name in the most pitiful voice you’ve ever heard. It was a sound you never wanted to hear again, especially from his lips. The same lips that so long ago used to curl into that toothy, charming smile you loved so much. The same lips that you once felt pressed against your forehead after he thought you had fallen asleep on a particularly bad night. “But I just, I have to tell you. When I died, I realized that the ‘new world’ I so desperately wanted would have been nothing without you. It wasn’t at all what I really wanted. I couldn’t really care less if there are ten monke humans running around or ten billion. That ‘ideal world’ would have been just as meaningless, just as shitty as this one without you. It would have all been for nothing, because I realized that you are my world, and everything else can go to hell.” After finishing, he waited with baited breath for your response.

“What I’m about to tell you, I should have told you sooner, but I was so afraid of letting you slip away from me even more than you already were.” You sighed, finally breaking his gaze to look down at the floor, feeling something between shame, regret, and anger at yourself.

“”Told me what, angel?” The nickname rolled off his tongue naturally as ever.

“Told you… that I love you. Suguru Geto, I love you with all my heart.” You managed to choke out.

You both sat in silence for what felt like a lifetime before he spoke.

“It was you. Your words, your energy, you brought me back, didn’t you?”

“What do you m–” you were cut off

“Before I came back into my body, I heard those same words, spoken the same way, by the same voice, and I was completely engulfed in green light. A shade of green that perfectly matched your eyes. It was you. You brought me back to this world.” “I didn’t know if you heard me.” You were a bit stunned, but happy, and that’s what mattered most.

“And now it’s my turn to tell you something, angel” he started, “You brought pure light into my life when I needed it most. After Riko… the sunshine, the ocean breeze, they felt oppressive. They had been completely stripped of the comfort they used to bring me, until you became such an important part of my life. To me, you feel like what sunshine and the ocean breeze are meant to feel like. Pure, refreshing, comforting, all of that. It’s a feeling I never want to lose again, a feeling I refuse to ever live without again. It’s a feeling I love more than anything, perfectly fitted to the person I love more than anything.”

“Suguru, what do you mean?” You took a deep breath through your nose, thinking maybe your mind was deceiving you.

“I love you, my angel. I should have told you a very long time ago, but I thought that if I did, I would have only dragged you down with me. But now, this time, I’m not going anywhere, so long as you’ll have me.” He smiled

“Suguru, always. These last ten years have been hell without you, I’ve been stuck watching you from afar. I wished so many times that I had gone with you, let you pull me head over heels into your darkness the same way I had fallen head over heels in love with you. Not because of your power, your mission, your ‘values’ or any of that, but because of you. Because it was so fucking hard to be without you, and now that I have you again, I’m never letting you go. And don’t you dare walk away from us again.”

“Us?”

“Cmon, you know Gojo’s going to find out eventually.” You sighed, chuckling to yourself because, if Suguru thought Satoru was a nosy bastard all those years ago, he’s in for a real surprise now.

“Oh, I guess you’re right. Please, don’t get yourselves into trouble over me though.” You watched his face drop as he spoke.

“Sug–” you unconsciously revert back to his high school nickname, but he doesn’t seem to mind. “We would burn the entire jujutsu world to the ground for you and you know that. We would have done it back in high school even.” You assert, still holding him tightly in your arms, fingers toying with the ends of his long black hair. It was still disheveled from having fought Yuta days ago and, well, also from dying, but you didn’t care about that. You still thought he looked like a vision straight from the gods. “Hell, Satoru might have already started.”

“I don’t deserve you g–” he starts.

“Shut up.” you immediately snap at him “Besides, I’m on track to be promoted to special grade here soon, and once they see what I can do now, obviously with an example other than you, there’s not a chance in hell they’ll be able to tell me no! After that, we’ll tell Satoru everything, and with three special grades, maybe 4 if Tsukumo’s got some sense about her, or even all 5 if Satoru can convince Okkotsu, there would be nothing they could do to stop us!”

“Are you sure? Especially about Okkotsu, I mean I kind of tried to kill him a few times…” Suguru trails off into thought. “I don’t think he’ll be too pleased to see me alive.”

“Sug, if Satoru vouches for you he’ll accept it. It might take him a while, hell it might take everyone a while, but they’ll come around. I’d love for them to know the version of you that I did all those years ago.”

“And if they don’t?” He questions.

“Then like I said, we’ll burn jujutsu society to the ground for you. We’re not losing you again.”

“Are you completely sure?” He emphasizes.

“Yes Suguru, yes I am completely sure. I know we can do it, beca–”

“Because” interrupts a new voice from the doorway, and you both turn to see a stunned, but smiling Satoru Gojo staring back at you (closely followed by a very out of breath Shoko who clearly had been chasing him through the halls).

“Because we’re the strongest” you and Satoru finish in unison, and Suguru smiles once more.

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lazypeachsoul · 3 years

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i don't need your help - i.r.

Request: "Hello! i saw that your requests are open and you better believe i jumped, hahaha. Anyways, can i request an ivar x plus size reader story? maybe something about how her body is different from most of the females there, because they're all training and are shieldmaidens, whereas she is just soft and not a fighter? would be cool if his brothers would be included too. i dont have a specific storyline in mind, but i'd love a bit of angst and looots of fluff! Thank you so much!!!" by anon

Warnings: the tiniest bit of angst (bc i'm not very good at it), discussions of weight and body shape, people being mean, ivar being...ivar. there is body descriptions in this fic, but only weight and shape descriptions.

Word count: 2,6k

A/N: i swear between the heat and the bad internet, my computer almost died uploading this. really hope you like day 1 of Ivar's week tho! 🌼

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Every being in nature seems to have an aversion towards those who are different. You had known that since you were a child and the other kids weren’t very keen on letting you play with them. Or when you went to the market to buy things from home and people looked at you differently from your siblings.

Your mother held you when you cried because your father celebrated your older siblings for starting their training and looked at you with disappointment. There was a silent pressure for kids to become vikings and help the city thrive by bringing treasures and gold from raids. And when you expressed zero interest in joining the battle it became a new reason for the whole of Kattegat to give you dirty looks.

She tried telling you it was okay all those times you came home crying because somebody was mean to you or when the boy you liked seemed to ignore you in favour of your sister who thanks to her training was starting to look leaner and stronger.

Your mother told you the puppy fat would disappear as you grew and you would become a beautiful woman. She was right, you did become a beautiful young woman but you didn’t need to lose anything for it to happen.

The first leaves had started to touch the ground signaling the end of summer, and the boats arriving back to the fjord signaled the end of another raiding season. It had been your siblings first season and even when you tried not to, you were riddled by the fear that they wouldn’t be returning. But even with your worries, you still had to carry on working the fields while your mother cared for the house.

It was a warm afternoon, but with the setting sun a chilly breeze hit the workers returning home. when you approached Kattegat you could hear celebration and joyful conversation and that could only mean one thing, the warriors had returned.

You quickly said goodbye to the rest of the workers and tried to pick up your pace to arrive home, heart pounding in your chest. Your walk, or was it a run?, was interrupted when you crashed into a solid body. Looking up you saw Cnut, one of the men your age in Kattegat. You could tell the raid must have been difficult by the huge scarring on his face, but somehow that creepy smile hadn’t left.

“Look who it is. We missed you on the raid.” He slurred, probably the effect of the celebratory drinks that must have been served since their arrival. “Oh wait, we all know you wouldn’t survive on a battlefield, you probably can’t even run with the extra weight.”

The words didn’t even hurt as much as he probably thought they did. It was true that you were heavier than the rest of the girls around town, even more than the shieldmaidens he surrounds himself with, but you had grown accustomed to his remarks. Cnut had been the first boy you had liked years ago, what possessed you to feel that way you couldn’t recall. He was also the first boy who broke your heart by making fun of your appearance in front of the rest of the kids.

“Cnut, glad to see you didn’t perish this raiding season. Your wife must be very happy.” You tried to smile, not bothering to show your disdain. “Or she would if you had one.”

Cnut tried to push you back with the small amount of strength his inebriated state allowed him. You moved with the push but still stood your ground, not willing to let the asshole ruin your afternoon.

“You know what, you would be so much prettier if you shut your mouth.” He grabbed your face, digging his nails into your soft cheeks. “And you got rid of the flab.”

You huffed, pushing him back and making him stagger. His situation meant he probably wasn’t at his best in agility, but from his expression you could tell he was also very surprised. It was probably a stupid move, he was still stronger than you but you wouldn’t stand his disgusting words.

He was getting ready to swing when he paled and a cold threatening voice was heard behind you.

“Cnut, you weren’t about to hit a woman were you? I wouldn’t be surprised, you are still the coward you were when you left.”

You turned around and looked down, almost choking on your breath when you found the youngest prince of Kattegat staring at the man behind you. Every part of your brain told you you should be scared of the prince, everyone in town was and for a good reason, but at that moment you were grateful for his appearance.

“Prince Ivar, she disrespected me. I would only hit a woman to defend my honor.” Cnut spoke with more clarity, he probably sobered up with the icy glare from Ivar.

“The fact that a common woman hurt your honor worries me, aren’t you supposed to be one of Kattegat’s best warriors?” Ivar crawled closer to you, making Cnut take a step back. And you probably would have too if you weren’t frozen on the spot. “Leave, before I take matters into my own hands.”

The drunk man scattered quickly away from the scene and you gulped at finding yourself alone with the dangerous prince. You were reluctant to even talk in fear of offending Ivar.

You could tell he was looking at you, he didn’t have a discreet gaze, and you still chose to look anywhere but his way. With a loud huff he tugged on your dress skirt to force you to look, and he won.

“Th-thank you Ivar, Prince Ivar. Iv-My prince.” You were angry at your nervous reaction, he had just ‘saved’ you from Cnut, he wouldn’t hurt you...right? “Thank you for your intervention, my prince. But I think I can still manage that asshole.”

You cursed yourself for running your mouth in front of Kattegat’s royalty, but Ivar seemed to have enjoyed the comment because now a smile was on his face. A smile that on anybody else’s face would have felt threatening but on his it looked almost friendly.

“So you did hurt his honor...Good, he deserves it.” His eyes seemed to unfocus for a moment and you wondered if he was thinking about some memory.

You took the distraction to look around you, the sun was almost fully set now and the only light around town was the one escaping the houses and the hall. You remembered you should go home and see how your family was. Turning around again Ivar was still lost in thought and you cleared your throat, making him snap out of it and look at you with a hardened look.

“I should leave my prince, I need to check on my siblings.” You pointed in the direction of your house. “Thank you for stopping Cnut, I don't think my mother would have liked to see me with a bruised cheek.”

With a small nod you turned around and started walking as fast as your tired legs allowed you towards your house, leaving the prince behind.

Ivar sat on the ground, wiping the sweat off his brow after another sword fight with Hvitserk. His siblings were still basking on the attention and praises of a successful raid, everybody wanting to congratulate the brave princes for their strength. And if Ivar had to listen to those praises again he would not hesitate to mursed someone.

He had been underestimated his entire life for his legs, and now that he was showing how actually dexterous he was with a sword, they still wouldn’t allow him to join them. Looking around he saw Sigurd with a sour face, probably angry that he wasn’t allowed to join the addventure either. Only he knew he would join sometime in the future, Ivar wasn’t even sure about that.

He tried to ignore his older brothers and their boring conversation and instead looked around the field. Why Ubbe and Hvitserk had insisted they were going to train here instead of their usual clearing in the woods he didn’t understand. But he wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to prove himself in front of others.

He was busy cleaning the blade of his sword when a familiar voice reached his ears. Snapping his head in the direction of the sound he found you wearing a beautiful red dress and carrying a basket filled with food. He took his time to fully look at you, this time with proper light reflecting from your hair and your round face. Your face had a glow characteristic of having spent hours under the sun during the summer, your hair looked carefully styled and your dress seemed to be too proper for a visit to the training field.

You reached a ground of people, pushing the basket in the direction of another young woman with a smile, and smiling big at the man next to her.

He was still too busy gawking when he felt a kick to his hip, making his snap his attention to the owner of the offending foot. Hvitserk, of course it was him and that stupid smile.

“Looking at someone, Ivar?” He did not appreciate the teasing tone, or the way his brother quickly looked in your direction. “Oh, I can see what you were looking at. Come see Ubbe.”

The other brother, who had tried to keep his distance, now came closer to him and looked where Hvitserk was pointing. Ivar tried to stop his brother before he opened his big mouth but he wasn’t fast enough.

“She looks...deliciously plump.” Hvitserk commented with a smile and Ivar didn’t know if it was because of the comment or the meaning hidden behind the words, but he wanted to fight his brother until he shut him up. “You know her?”

He shrugged, trying to not make a big deal out of it. “I’ve seen her around, when you lot are away it’s easier to pay attention to the people who live here.” Both his brothers looked at him with a face that told him he had been caught in his parcial lie. With a scoff he added. “I also had to intervene the other day when Cnut was being an asshole and almost hit her.”

Both Ubbe and Hvitserk jumped at the last comment, probably getting ready to find the offender and make him pay for threatening a woman.

“Wow, you never reacted like that when he made fun of my legs.” The sarcasm was dripping from his voice and he couldn’t help but smile sardonically. “Don’t worry, she’s a big girl. She didn’t even need my help.”

The expression on the older men changed to surprise, eyes going back to look at your form and probably think how you could handle yourself against a big man like Cnut. Ubbe’s face lit up when he connected the dots seeing your company and he looked back at the youngest.

“But that’s not the first time you’ve seen her, is it Ivar?”

Confused faces adorned two of the three brothers, although Ivars hid his thundering heart at the realization that he might have been caught. Hvitserk’s was just pure confusion, prompting Ubbe to explain further.

“She’s the daughter of one of father’s trusted warriors. She and her siblings used to play with us when we were kids. Well, her siblings played chase while she stayed on the side watching.” He explained, trying to refresh his brother’s memories. “And Ivar used to watch her.”

Ivar cursed the gods for giving Ubbe such a good memory. He remembered the days before his mother took him to Floki. The days when he would sit on the cart and stay on the side watching the other kids with jealousy.

“I remember, you asked mother to give her one of her ribbons so that she would be happy.” Hvisterk explained further and Ivar groaned and moved his eyes back to the blade. “She’s very pretty Ivar, even prettier than what I remember.”

He tried to ignore his brother teasing comments, having grown up with them meant he had perfected how to tune them out. But there was one that caught his attention back.

“I really hope you were right and she doesn’t need you, Cnut is making his way to her.”

His blood was boiling and he had to contain himself not to crawl and choke the man. He had always held a grudge against Cnut. He was a coward and the leader of the band of kids that would not only make fun of him but push him off the cart but also take away his stuff. All that until Ivar retaliated and he would start crying and shouting to get attention.

And now he went around trying to hit women. It was true that you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.

He decided he would let you be, as much as his instinct told him to crawl your way. And he would have, until he saw that you were looking anywhere but at the man in front of you and the people surrounding the scene were laughing. In your looking around your eyes found his and although he wasn’t your closest friend he could tell there was a glint of sadness in them.

Before any of his brothers could even mutter something about the scene, he was already making his way to the scene with as much strength as his arms could muster. He stayed back, not wanting to make you look weak or like you needed help, but he gripped the handle of his ax until his knuckles turned white.

Some of the people watching the exchange had seen him, and were trying to warn Cnut that the prince was near with a less than amicable face, but the big oaf wouldn’t listen, still talking shit. Before Ivar knew what he was doing he swung his ax in Cnut’s direction, not wanting to hurt him but landing the weapon close enough to him that he would take the hint.

“I told you to stay back Cnut. Are you really stupid enough that you can’t understand me?”

His voice was cold, that kind of cold he used when he wanted to really get his point across. The men started to move back, shaking their heads as a gesture that they didn’t want to mess with the son of Ragnar. But you stayed, accompanied by who he recognized as your brother and sister.

He crawled closer to pick up the ax, but before he could reach it you picked it up and presented it to him. He carefully took it, not wanting to make sudden movements with the sharp weapon next to your hand and risk hurting you.

“I told you I could handle Cnut.” You spoke softly, avoiding being heard by the nosy people around.

“I never doubted it.” It was a short answer, and also the truth. He had acted in anger at the rest of the people who didn’t try to defend you, not thinking you couldn’t do it yourself.

“Then why did you almost chop his toes?”

“He is bully.” Ivar shrugged, placing the ax back on his belt. “And I don’t like bullies.”

You smiled at his frankness and he swore it must be contagious because he found himself smiling without realizing it. For some reason seeing your smile made him remember your chubby little face when you saw the beautiful ribbon his mother gave you. And he knew that Cnut wasn’t the cause of the outburst, the reason was that he had always felt the need to make you smile.

Taglist: @mighty-ragnarssons @punkrocknpearls @flyforeverfree @istorkyou @tagehaya @peakywitch @youbloodymadgenius @flokisdaughter

#vikings imagine #vikings fanfiction #vikings x reader #ivar x reader #ivar imagine #ivar fanfiction #ivar ragnarsson #ivar ragnarsson x reader #ivar ragnarsson imagine #ivar ragnarsson fanfiction #ivar lothbrok #ivar's week

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mollyphoria · 3 years

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Moodboard #3

I was not able to make another moodboard since February because there's not much difference from what I was feeling from back then to now. It was pretty much all the same. Still wanting to get away and have freedom, yk same old shit but it wouldn't be a surprise that some things did change throughout this 5 mos like :

My lovely Calico cat Jimina gave birth to 5 kittens originally. She was pregnant at the start of this year and blessed the world with 5 cute mini jiminas on March 9 (same birthdate of BTS Suga)

3 of the kittens inherited her orange and white fur while the other one inherited the dark, striped fur completely devoid of any white fur. Only one kitten out of 5 got her triple color coated fur.

Sadly only 3 survived. Jimina hid the kittens briefly first and then abruptly one day she brought them up again already grown up, able to walk and with their eyes open but she only had 3 kittens with her. I never got to find out what ever happened with the other 2 babies with one of the missing of the kittens was the one that fully inherited the Calico cat status of Jimina which devastated me the most and I'm still heartbroken to this day that some of her babies didn't get to live like their siblings. I don't want to think that they died, I want to actually believe that they somehow survived without their mother miraculously but it's only the plausible reason why they never showed up at all 😞

The 3 surviving kittens tho is a lot of fun! They were rumbustious and full of energy. They were always playing and running around in my mom's garden. Climbing up a tree or an orchid branch, playing hide and seek through the plethora of plants. It was a treat to see them just having fun and I took lots of videos. I decided to name them after the BTS maknaes nicknames which is Kookie, Mochi and TaeTae. All 3 kittens have a very distinct personality from each other like you could immediately tell that Kookie is more introverted than the other two, his more reserved and prefers to be alone most of the time, TaeTae is more adventurous and playful but he doesn't trust that easily while Mochi on the other hand is the most extroverted and trusting out of all (FYI: I named them first without knowing their personalities believe it or not). Overall they brought so much life and extra joy in me. Now that they are 4 mos old, they don't play that much anymore, I guess it's really part of growing up regardless of what species. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Now onto my summer. I was dreading it's arrival. It's not fun when you don't have an AC at your house in the hottest season. But anyways this summer I've been having this strong desire to experience Italian summers. I just wanted to be in Italy soooooo bad. I just want to ride my bicycle anywhere in rural Italy in a summer floral dress and eating a delicious gelato after while listening to Love my way by the Psychedelic furs. Yes this strong desire got even stronger after watching the movie Call me by your name. It envoked so much nostalgia within me which is weird because I've never set foot in Italy before but the feeling of longing that I experience just thinking about spending your summer in Italy is very strong.

Additionally, speaking of bicycles I successfully finished my remodeling or rather repainting of an old bicycle we have here which is perfect for summer aesthetics. I mentioned before on my previous moodboard back in February that I was in the process of painting this bike and I included a picture of a bike that I would like my own bike to look like after I'm finish with it. And I'm very happy and satisfied with the end result overall! And I would love love to ride it around Italy!...... perhaps.

These are 3 of the most impactful things that had rocked my world within the past few months and they are in a form of a documentary, an animated podcast and an anime film!

1. Grey Gardens

I first discovered Grey Gardens when I was actively looking for any good documentary to watch so I went to Reddit recommendations and one user suggested grey gardens. Its description peaked my interest enough to go check it out and luckily the full documentary is uploaded in YouTube for free. And I must say I'm glad that I took the chance to watch this wonderful hidden gem!

Little Edie quickly got my full attention on her. She's one of the most wonderful and fascinating people to exist in our world and her mother big Edie was just as interesting of a character as well. The way they live their life, spending most of their time in a rundown mansion near a beach was truly a sight to behold in a weird, peculiar manner.

What gives me the most profound impact about this documentary is the topic of wasted youth with wasted potential and the ironic part when your very own lifeline equally imprisons you as well. And we see this most evidently with little Edie. There was a part in this doc that stuck with me the most and it's when the mother-daugther duo was sunbathing in the balcony and little Edie mentioned about wanting freedom from her mother and the grey gardens then big Edie answered:

"you can't have freedom when you're being supported"

And this has struck a chord on me so strong because I relate to it so much especially with my current situation. I also crave freedom from where I am right now but I couldn't because I'm not capable of freeing myself.

What's more tragic was little Edies rebuttal to her mother's hotknife realistic take which was you can't have freedom both ways. That you couldn't have freedom when you're not being supported as well. And it's very true. If you decide to go out in the world by yourself you will definitely be freed from the shackles of your former home & life but you will subject yourself to another imprisonment.

Basically We're never truly free in this life.

2. The Midnight Gospel

I think I've heard of TMG when it was about to launch on its release year and I remember i was anticipating for it to come out because i just took one look at the official poster & I knew I would like the animation then I learned Pendleton ward is a part of it & I'm a huge fan of his creations so it's a double treat but I didn't had the opportunity to watch it back then bcoz of my busy shitty life & I actually don't have Netflix. But I remember i downloaded one of its ost first things first.

Now fast forward to this year. I now have the time to watch every content out there that I missed from all the years of slaving my life away for absolutely nothing. one of those is TMG & it was a perfect timing. Ever since i took an hiatus from the rat race I decided to strengthen my spirituality & this time I want to try delving deep to Buddhism and certain philosophies which I don't have the time and energy to learn before and TMG was a great and perfect medium for me to learn further about this subjects as they tackle topics like mindfulness and meditation and much more other significant things, not to mention the superb,epic, psychedelical, full of awesomeness animation on top of equally superb awesome soundtracks is*chefs kiss ( I still have an LSS to the prisoner's song.. 🎵drinking blood from a stump of a prison guard that I just chopped up....🎶)

I felt like the universe intended for me to watch this later than sooner because if I had the opportunity to watch it back then, I think I wouldn't/couldn't appreciate this show as much as I do now. So thanks universe!

TMG is honestly one of the best show to ever grace the planet imho. An easily perfect 10/10 for me.

3. To the Forest of Firefly Lights

Now I've watched a lot of animes last and this year and I can tell in full confidence that this is the best of them all. I'm sure it's subjective but this one checked all the box for the most compelling story & amazing artwork for me.

Maybe I long for something similar with the characters, It was just so fascinating and huntingly beautiful to have someone or something (whatever your preference is) from a different realm to be by your side. Maybe I would also like to look forward for summer season to come for once, to get excited and get rejuvenated on a hot summer that otherwise would make my life hell. Or maybe and most definitely I just needed someone like Gin as a source of my utmost happiness and comfort.

Overall this anime had made me feel so much warmth in my heart with its unadulterated poignancy and I just couldn't get enough of it. What a masterpiece ✨

Ps: I recommend listening to Warning Sign by Coldplay after watching to the Forest of Firefly Lights 🌹Check it out ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

#moodboard #grey gardens #the midnight gospel #anime movie

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jsuhgf · 7 years

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i kinda miss school but at the same time i don't??

#i'm gna spend the next semester at intern #and it's my last sem before i graduate #i can't stop thinking about graduation day #mixed feelings #i'm so glad i survived 3 years of hell tho #ok no it wasn't exactly hell but- it was tough doing something i wasn't passionate about in the first place lol #uploads

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Reed's chapter IV was fantastic!!!! quick question though, is it supposed to end really abruptly in the end? I checked the requirements for both surviving endings on your ko-fi and I met them, yet when you-know-who says on the phone that you-know-who "confessed" the game ends abruptly after Reed says "" twice hireogho is that supposed to happen?? tysm and the chapter was excellent it made my entire day ahhhhh

Thank you! Chapter V you mean, right? Oh no, it shouldn’t. The script look OK, but it seems something’s not right with the variables. I’ll check it out ASAP and upload a new file as soon as I am done. Glad you liked it tho!

EDIT! It’s fixed. You can download the 1.5 version now! :)

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survivor-tierradelfuego · 4 years

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Ep. 12: “everyone is feeling pity for me...WHICH IS AMAZING” - Pedro

Najwah

I don't think I'm good at survivor lmao. I don't like what it's doing to me. Initially the blindsiding and voting put felt like nothing but it's getting so hard every day. I've known these people for almost a month now and I've grown so close to them. These feelings of paranoia and trying to go after people is just a lot. Also the idea of using people pisses me off. I told Cody and Sarah that my bond with Amy wasn't like that but they still felt as though they needed to try to get Amy "for the numbers" instead of trying to talk to Pedro or something - which annoys me. I don't want to use people for numbers. I don't want to use people at all. My perspective has changed completely. I'm still PLAYING but as I say repeatedly, my connections with humans is more important than an ego boost that comes with winning. Amy finally contacted me again after I asked her whether she was angry with me. She said yes bc I didn't choose her as my closest ally in the previous challenge. Thanks again James. So basically she saw I chose someone else, but she chose me as her closest ally. And I chose her as the person I trust the most and she chose Maddison? Am I not supposed to be mad at that too? I just miss her. We had such a fun friendship going. Now it's just scrambling and game talk with Sarah and Cody. It's a lot. I'm still not sure whether I want to tell Sarah about my super idol but I'm guessing Cody already had. That's why he's pressurising me to tell Sarah lmao. Also I'm not sure where their heads are at and how they feel about me. Whether they are just keeping me here because of my superidol. Either way, I guess I'm glad to be here.

Olivia A

Cody has been VERY enthusiastic about the fact that he wants to work closely with me moving forward. In this challenge, however, when given the choice to take away Pedro’s immunity or my immunity, he took away mine!! That was very telling that they are trying to pull Pedro in for numbers and don’t actually want to work with us lol. Kinda stupid of them.

Maddison

Pedro keeps scrapping by and is definitely now working with old Hanuha... Pedro! you’re on the bottom with them!! (and us too, oop)

Pedro A

okay everyone is feeling pity for me...WHICH IS AMAZING.....i can use that to get a little further in the game...even tho i still think my days are numbered....BUT I THINK WE MIGHT GET MADDISON´S ass out of game..its my only chance to stay lol

Aimee

I dedicate this song to Maddison! Alina Baraz - Trust https://youtu.be/Akgs6Lu0AiI I’m so happy I can trust you in this game. I feel it. You really comforted me when Grae and then Ben got their torches snuffed. You have never wronged me and I think I’m a good judge of character. We just click. I’m glad I can just pour all myself out to you and all my game thoughts. You never know when you’re the next one off the skype island and I want you to know everything. I’m not writing your name down in this game. Old Hanuha it’s gonna have to blindside me a 4th time. Lol and I’m closer with Pedro in this game than they realize. So if they try to pull his vote, hopefully I will know. 🤞 I honestly hope I wasn’t too suspicious on last immunity challenge that I never cut your rope. I wish you didn’t get out first round in this one! 😢😟 Aimee

Pedro has really helped pass the time at jury duty today. It’s fun chatting with him about the legal systems in our countries and cracking jokes at each other. Speaking of game for a moment, you can’t just ignore someone in this game like Pedro and treat them like an outcast and then expect to use them when you see fit. I have a genuine connection with him and even now I’m sitting here wondering.... do I save him this vote? There’s a lot to consider. It’s funny how old Hanuha thinks they can just grab any old Maola and work with them. Sorry guys you might be a little bit late to that game. I’ve heard from just about all of them how disingenuous old Hanuha is being. Hahahahaha sorry but I’ve been there with all of old Maola WAY before you have. They can see that I’ve been forthcoming and building relationships for days and not some last minute sketch as hell thing. It truly pays off to not lie or be messy when you have no reason to be. I guess that’s what happens when you’ve been blindsided and left out so much....I had no choice but to adapt my game. Maybe one day you’ll find out what that’s like too? I’ve been thinking so many steps far ahead and predicting potential moves before they happen. It’ll take a lot for them to get an old Maola vote without me knowing about it. https://64.media.tumblr.com/5edf24d4321044ba332b90b161d0f442/587280b4d69b93c7-b5/s400x600/8f010451e459cb39058854d9655031b4bb9b617f.gifv

Maddison

I know I’m a target again tonight, so its a good thing I have the idol in my pocket.

Olivia A

Maddison found an idol!! We think they are going to go for Maddison so she’ll play it for herself and we’re going to vote Cody out. He might have an idol too, though, so we might switch it to Najwah and hope they don’t expect that. I think we have Aimee with us so if we get Cody or Najwah out we’ll be in the majority.

Najwah

So the plan initially was to get Olivia out but Amy L messaged me to tell me that her tribe is trying to get Aimee on board to vote me out? And apparently Pedro is on board with that too. However, Amy wants to get Maddison out but just not right now. And that's problematic because I really wish Amy would work with me. At what point does she want to work with me I don't understand. Also, she's talking to Pedro about her and my alliance and its starting to freak me out. For some reason she thinks I'm at the bottom of my alliance? Sigh. So she told us Olivia has an idol which puts a spanner in the works. It's two hours to tribal and I think I'm about to get blindsided lmao. Unless I vote for Amy, this is a high possibility. If she just came to work with me to get Maddison out, I could protect her but as long as she's part of their alliance, I can't really do much. I honestly wish she'd just vote with us. I don't want to get her out. I wanted an African Queen final. She suggested that we get Maddison or Olivia out and then she, her and Pedro and Maddison start our own alliance and get Cody, Sarah and Aimee out. And then Maddison and it's her, me and Pedro in the final. 💀 I just.. I don't want to betray people to that extent. Yes it's a game but also, it's just a game. I hate that I'll have to write Amy down for this. HATE It and it makes me fucking sad but whyyyyy won't she just work with us. Now she has my fake idol too dammit. We could trick Maddison so easily. Ugh. I just hope she'd change her mind within the next couple of hours. I really don't want to lose the one person I trust in this game. Fuck. While Magnificent Maddison is still in? Our game could definitely go to shit. Who's to say Aimee won't vote with Maddison and Pedro next. Why are we not getting the biggest threat out? I don't understand. Even Amy thinks she's a threat but when it comes doen to it she just never wants to vote her? Whyyyyyy

Sarah

My video link won’t upload so... I’ll send this in for now.

For tonight’s vote, the four old Hanuha and Pedro want to vote together and we don’t have too much of a preference who we vote for. But, Naj found out through Amy that Olivia has an idol so we can either make it sound like we are voting Olivia or Maddison and hopefully flush an idol. So I talked to Naj and said I think we may be safer to vote Amy because we know an idol won’t be played on her and Amy won’t vote with or work with Naj completely. Amy is just being a messagener so she’s not really worth keeping around if she won’t work with us. Also, I don’t think Aimee wants to vote Olivia or Maddison. So the plan is to blindside Amy tonight and hopefully nothing crazy happens with advantages.

Olivia A

Amy A

There’s so much happening in my personal life and this game is my sanity which is funny because it’s ANYTHING but sane in here. The vote is going bonkers once again. I don’t know what will happen. There are names everywhere. I just hope I survive another night.

Olivia A

So the official plan is to vote Najwah. Amy told Pedro that we’re voting Cody so hopefully he relays that false info to Hanuha people. He also accidentally sent Amy some messages along the lines of “amy and maddison want me to vote w them but don’t even tell me the plan...” lmao so we have it confirmed that he’s telling Hanuha everything. I’m not sure if it’s a good or bad thing that Pedro didn’t include me in that/assume I’m working with them. Maybe I am a goat! Not sure. Everything Maddison has done (whom everyone thinks is the big target) is something that I also did. We’ve been working in collaboration literally the whole game and come up with all plans together. That doesn’t feel like a goat to me.

Pedro A

I'm FUCKING SCAREDDDDD....like I don't trust Maddison and olivia....why would I vote with them...but at the same time...... I would just get 6th and 5th...LIKE COME ON...from the bottom to the powerful position..Idk how much more I can take...IM DYINGGGGGGGGGGGGG KILL ME ALREADY...sorry im literally a psycho ...#streampsycho by red velvet THO....but at the same time...Amy wants me to vote Cody......I CAN'T BE THE LAST MALE IN THE GAME....everyone will come for me

Maddison

I know I’m a target again tonight, so its a good thing I have the idol in my pocket.

Olivia A

Ahhh now Amy is being sus. She said she started talking to Najwah pretending she was interested in flipping to get info. But she never shared that w Maddison and me while it was happening so that makes me think she was actually interested in flipping. Also she apparently told Najwah that Maddison and I are super close! I don’t like that. I feel like I’m going home tonight.

Cody A.

https://youtu.be/l8RU7yci6kY

Cody A.

https://youtu.be/u5Wj3o0jqZE

#episodes

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clearui · 5 years

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ディア♥ヴォーカリスト Evolve / Dear♥Vocalist Evolve [Characters]

*DO NOT POST THIS TRANSLATION ELSEWHERE!!*

"I'm back, Audience. And of course, Minette too. I'll respond to your expectations for making you wait. Everyone, let's go all out!"

Entry No.1 レオード / RE-O-DO CV. Masuda Toshiki

MESSAGE ♥ It's been a while, audiences, also my Minette(s) too. It's LUMIERE's vocalist, RE-O-DO. First of all, please let me say this...... Everyone, I'm sorry for making you wait too long. But it's enough. We have amazing new songs that will blow your expectations, and we'll succeed the 5th survival. So, I want you to come with me with your everything. I beg you, everyone. Je t'aime a la foile.

PERSONAL HISTORY He applied for Platinum Vocal Audition at the age of 14. As he was considered as a rare talent, he won the Grand Prix by the 8600 votes. Then he formed [LUMIERE], and its activities centralized in Tokyo live houses. In addition from arena tours in recent years, this CR band has maintained the record of the largest number of live performances of the year, also the record number of most support from youngsters.

PROFILE 20 years old/175 cm/53 kg/Blood type: O Hobby: Reading Favorite Food: Strawberry Shortcake Disliked Food: Strawberry-flavored chocolate

"Hi! devils! I'm really happy to see everyone again! I'm glad believing this day would definitely come! Thanks♪"

Entry No.2 ヨシュア / Joshua CV. Shimazaki Nobunaga

MESSAGE ♥ Hi! devils♪ It's Brave Child's vocalist, Joshua. Since the new survival has begun, I'm glad I can see everyone again! Thanks to everyone who has been believing and supporting us, and I was able to realize my wish. Thanks! So I can answer everyone's expectations, I'll present the most amazing songs! Please wait♪ Let's have an amazing time together.

PERSONAL HISTORY He made a major debut in the past, but the band broke up soon after. After disbanding, he has been doing many free activities at artists’ sacred land, LA and finally returned to Japan. After his band was disbanded, he has been continuing his music career by posting his compositions in video sites in LA. There are many downloads on music sharing sites and video sites, and he gets an overwhelming support from young women all over the world. (All videos he uploaded under his personal name were deleted after he got affiliated with CR.)

PROFILE 20 years old/177cm/60kg/Blood type: O Hobby: Trip Favorite Food: CO2 Disliked Food: Idiots

"It's finally starting. So, warms? Of course you're ready for this, huh?"

Entry No.3 ジュダ / Judah CV. Saitou Souma

MESSAGE ♥ Has it finally started? Too late. How long have you made me wait, shitty panda? Unbelievable. Well, at least I can finally release more new songs, huh? Of course warms will be coming with me. For now, look forward to it☆

PERSONAL HISTORY Vo. (Vocalist) of the Band “篝火/KAGARIBI” under Climax Record. This 2-man band has gained tremendous amount of supports due to its distinctive style in indies music. When it comes to music, Judah can compose an indie music in a blink of an eye. Judah has been really focused in pursuing his music career. His devotions has made his audience to sense his strong presence and ingenious sense in music. His band was put into a halt because of the different music directions, but then they resume the activity after till now.

PROFILE 20 years old/176 cm/53 kg/Blood type: A Hobby: Fashion Favorite Food: Strawberry (tochi-otome) Disliked Food: Rice (It’s not something human should eat)

"And again, looks like it's finally the time for this order. Well then, let's go all out! RAT-chan, let's go all out!"

Entry No.4 (2)YOU / ユゥ / Yuu CV. Hanae Natsuki

MESSAGE ♥ Hi, it's JET RAT FURY's vocalist, Yuu. It's also can be read as "To you". Nice to meet you. It's been a while. Thanks for everyone's support, we can finally start the 5th survival. I don't understand or plan to go along with Panda-san's MB(antics), but I'm happy to meet everyone again. As part of JET, I'm planning to evolve to the next stage, and I hope I can deliver more amazing songs to everyone...... It feels like I'm taking up times, so look forward to it. xoxo

PERSONAL HISTORY He belongs to Climax Record. Vo. (Vocalist) of the Band “JET RAT FURY”. He started his career as an unknown secret band. He had been growing his popularity steadily with his rock and hop music. In the past, he did a live tour "Bite the cat" all around Asia and attracted more audiences. Now, he has been offered with to perform many collaboration lives with many famous bands for many times. Last year, he appeared in "ALL JAPAN WINTER ROCK FES." (2)YOU is read as "To you", but he's mostly called Yuu.

PROFILE 20 years old/175 cm/55 kg/Blood type: B Hobby: Traveling abroad (Love Asia) Favorite food: Sushi Disliked food: Tofu

"Thanks for the wait, my cheers♥ Have you been waiting like good girls? ...... If so, I'll let you listen to our amazing songs as your rewards♥"

Entry No.5 モモチ/ Momochi CV. Toyonaga Toshiyuki

MESSAGE ♥ To my precious cheers♥ It's Veronica's vocalist, Momochi. I'm really happy to see you again~! Thank you for giving us this chance♥ ...... but, have I said this before? As long everyone's supporting us, we'll keep on delivering the continuations of your dreams. Ehehee♥ You won't wake up from this dream as long you keep supporting us, so we'll be in your care~♥ I love you all♥ mmc

PERSONAL HISTORY He belongs to Climax Record. Vo. (Vocalist) of the Band “Veronica”. He anonymously made his huge break in NEO GROOVE FESTIVAL. His second single made into the hit charts. He doesn’t allow [Veronica] only to do one genre, for that reason he keeps moving forward with multiple varieties of sounds. He is talented with instruments, he also has many varieties of talents, but he's always unmotivated. A scion of ninja clan “Momochi”

PROFILE 22 years old/177 cm/53 kg/ Blood type: O Hobby: Self Favorite Food: Self Disliked Food: Self

"I miss you, crazy girls! Been making you wait for a while tho~, but you don't have to hold back anymore YO♥　They listened to your wish! Probably!?”

Entry No.6 エーダッシュ / A' / Edasshu CV. Kimura Ryohei

MESSAGE ♥ All Girl-chan, sorry-for-the-wait♥ Hm?? Let's see let's see!? I've made you wait too long, sorry!! Prolly? ...... Even I felt that way too----!!!!!!! Do you know how much I missed everyone during my hiatus!? Do you know how much "E-tan" got impatient!?!? Hey!?!?!?!? So, E-tan will be going all out from this very start, follow me with your everything♥ Of course, I'll deliver the most amazing songs. Nice to meetcha again☆

PERSONAL HISTORY Vo. (Vocalist) of the Band “NSFW (Not Safe For Work)” under Climax Record. A’(Edasshu)’s solo musical activity had been put to end in order to form [NSFW]. He has an extraordinary voice, which attracts attentions with his bold performance. He acts aggressively even in major live houses nationwide. A’ has attracted many fans because of his originality, and he has been popular in teenager audience. He was elected as the NEXT HIT ARTIST 2015.

PROFILE 19 years old/177 cm/63 kg/ Blood type: AB Hobby: Oil painting Favorite Food: Fast food!!!! Disliked Food: Everything organic

*DO NOT POST THIS TRANSLATION ELSEWHERE!!*

Translated by clearui

#rui translates #rejet #dear vocalist #dear vocalist evolve #otome #otome cd #drama cd #character info

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smosh-stuff · 5 years

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The Poll Results!

Alright folks, now that the poll is closed, let’s go over the results and what that means for the future!

Question One

So, this was me basically asking: should I wait until I’ve written a decent amount of the story to start uploading chapters and set up a regular upload schedule, or say FUCK a schedule and just upload whenever I finish a chapter? This was what yall answered:

19 Votes for a regular upload schedule, and 11 votes for no schedule.

So, while I will try to get chapters written and posted as fast as possible, it’s gonna be a little bit before I start putting them out! Right now, I'm thinking a schedule of maybe two chapters a week, but I’ll wait until I start posting to say for sure.

Question Two

This was me simply asking, how long do you want the chapters to be? This was what yall gave back:

4 Votes for about 2000 words per chapter, 2 Votes for about 3000 words per chapter, 1 Vote for 4000+ words per chapter, 2 Votes for “just write the damn fic”, and 21 Votes for “that last option but nicer”.

First of all, to the two people who literally just chose to be mean to me: Alright, sluts, just because I gave you the option,

Fr tho- this was an interesting one! Seeing as most of you don’t care, I figure I’ll do my best to keep the chapters between 2000-3000 words, but I won't worry too much about the length.

Question Three

For this one, I asked if you want me to keep posting stuff about the universe in the AU, or stop and just keep everything in the fic. You answered:

26 Votes for more worldbuilding posts, and 4 Votes for them to stop.

Now, even though the majority of you want to see those posts, I don’t want the rest of you to feel like I’m ignoring your wishes. I also understand wanting to be totally immersed in the main story. Therefore, I’ve decided that I’m gonna start tagging every out-of-story worldbuilding post with “aa worldbuilding”. Those of you who don’t want to see those posts can blacklist the tag, and you won’t see any of them!

Question Four

This one was an extension of the last question- if I’m gonna keep making worldbuilding posts, what topics should I cover? A few of you gave me replies to this one! These included:

“The living conditions for children!!! how are they raised in this Weird Radioactive Hellscape, and how do they survive to adulthood?”

“Maybe things like environmental conditions, animal/plant life used by survivors, and stuff like that.”

“I’m super interested in the guard things”

“Law, and what the landscape is like, and the cause of the apocalypse”

“Maybe the environment and a little bit of enemies”

“Travel/transportation; sports/competitions; other notable figures in the land”

“Steven Universe”

“the mutated beasts bruh”

I took most of these answers into consideration! I definitely plan on covering these topics in future posts, so thanks for the feedback :)

Question Five

This question was just like question three, except asking if I should post about the characters themselves. This is how you all replied:

24 Votes for yes, 4 Votes for no, and 2 Votes that were somewhere in between.

For those that answered no- similarly to the worldbuilding posts, I’ve decided to make a tag for these! All character-building posts will be tagged with “aa characterbuilding”. I don’t plan to put anything spoiler-y in these, aside from maybe some vague foreshadowing, but again I understand wanting to be especially immersed in the written story.

I also took the custom answers into consideration as well! Don’t worry, I don’t plan on making a post about anything heavily plot-related. If I post about things like abilities, Guards, etc., I’ll only include information that isn’t directly related to the plot. I do think that I’ll save some topics for later down the line, when they’ve already come into play, to avoid any minor spoilers.

Question Six

Like question four, this one was an extension question, asking what character topics I should cover. These responses included:

“general hcs would be nice!!!”

“All of those things you've listed and maybe a bit of background as to how people met.”

“Combat is always super cool”

“Maybe abilities, combat and weapons”

“Steven Universe”

“Guards, backstories, combat styles, personal hc’s”

Again, I took most of these answers into careful consideration! I think general hc’s will be a good post to make in the near future. I’ll also make sure to cover combat styles, Guards, and more details about their backstories as well!

Again, thanks to everyone who responded! This was super helpful, and I’m really glad I’ll be able to go ahead with this project with yall’s interests in mind. :)

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lifewithlala · 6 years

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How I survived academical suicide

(or I did 2 semesters in 1. Twice. It was hell. pt 2)

As I said in my previous article, I took probably one of the worst choices a student could take: I did 2 semesters at the same time. Twice. If you wanna check why on earth I did that and how it went, you can check that here.

The first semester was the hardest. I had to look for a way to accomplish everything and somehow, I managed. However, the second time I did it, I prepared myself for my inevitable future. Thankfully, it went smoother than I thought. This is how I did it.

Plan ahead

Before starting the second time, I had about a month of vacations. That was the key to my success. I got and read all the syllabus I had for the next semester. I would mark down which ones had regular tests, presentations, essays or research. Presentations, essays and research are usually explained in the syllabus, unlike the theory which is mostly from the books. This way I could see which subjects required the most attention of me beforehand. Usually, this is how I did it:

Brainstorm presentations. Can you choose what you are going to talk about or is it a fixed subject? Can you make a plan on the topics you want to talk about the subject? What can you say there? Why is it relevant? Is there any research that supports what you are going to say?

Look for information about the essays and research. When it comes down to these 2, it is absolutely important to know a little in advance. For occasions like these, I love using Evernote's web clipper. You can neatly organise all the web clips in different formats such as an article, full page, screenshot, bookmark or save an entire pdf. The more you have there the better and more useful Evernote will be. And you can always come back to them easily. I'm not exaggerating, Evernote helped a ton! Here's a link if you're interested in using it:

https://evernote.com/products/webclipper

Look for summaries!! This is probably my number 1 tip. Downloading a summary can make your life so. much. easier. If you're too lazy to read the book before a lecture, try reading the summary so you still get the idea. Most of my professors give classes at the speed of light and it's in the lectures where I saw the power of having a summary at hand. Sometimes I would get lost, searching for what my professors were talking about in the books. A good summary only discusses the highlights, what is most important and most professors do just that. Some books come with a summary already, so try following the lectures with its help. If you still would like a little more detail, you can search online for more. I use the following websites:

https://www.studeersnel.nl/

https://www.stuvia.nl/

If you live in the Netherlands or are studying in Dutch, you can check those websites. For some documents you have to pay for premium but if you upload one of your documents you get 2 weeks free premium. I've never paid and I've always been able to download all the summaries I needed.

If you get classes in English, you can check out these sites (although idk how effective they are):

https://www.studocu.com/

https://www.cliffsnotes.com/

When classes start, then you can plan more specifically. Sometimes the schedule changes, some professors change some deadlines, anything can happen. So it's important to have a little agenda or bullet journal to keep track of the daily tasks you must do in order to get shit done.

Stick to your method of studying.

I love experimenting with new study methods but when you have so little time, I recommend to keep the experimenting at a minimum. I stuck to what worked best for me at that time with some tweaks here and there. If you completely change your study habits and fail completely, then you can't make up for the lost time. So I decided to be better safe than sorry. This is how I study best.

Share with others.

Even though I tried my best to keep up with everything, there were times I simply overlooked something. In times like these, it is good to have a classmate that can help you with this. Now, I didn't want to be the sort of classmate that only talked to others when I needed something. So when I ask my classmates for something that I don't have, I make sure that I can give them something in return. Just like me, they are likely to have overlooked something else. So I try to figure it out by asking questions such as "Hey, have you start learning X?" or "Do you have all the answers for Y?" It's a very simple way to start a conversation and figure out what they need. And that's basically how I started to befriend others at college and now we are good friends. My others classmates ask me for help regularly and are very thankful. We even organise mini classes so I can explain certain subjects to them. I don't mind because I'm practising the stuff at the same time too and my classmates ask a lot of questions so they also make me think. Professors are also likely to see how responsible you are, and that's also part of the reason I became a TA, even though I'm still at Bachelors. (I don't give classes tho).

Find out when you are the most productive.

I really needed to use my time mindfully and effectively, so I worked when I was the most productive. Which was at 03.00 AM. It sounds crazy but for a college student pulling out an almost impossible feat for most people, it isn't. Where there's a will, there's a way. I'm not telling you to do the same because I don't want you to fall asleep on classes or somewhere else. Maybe you're a night owl. Which is fine. Work at midnight! Just make sure what you're doing is productive!

I realised after doing all of this I had more time than the first time I tried to do it. It was also a lot more manageable for me and I got used to it. It taught me to be more disciplined and to learn smarter and a lot of opportunities came my way. I was offered internships, I was able to work as a TA, and I am very glad that I am at the top of my class. If I hadn't work my ass off I wouldn't be able to have accomplished any of this, so I am happy that I went through all that hardship.

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Shirou.

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