#anyway what I’d give for thiiiis

[ohgaylor]

sincerely, taylor swift — an acoustic anthology of poems and lyrics written exclusively during the sudden glow of inspiration. now accompanied by guitar and recorded in raw, one-take fashion, Taylor bids us a glance into the mind and heart of a sincere songwriter.

inspired by “on the way home I wrote a poem. you say ‘what a mind.’ this happens all the time”

[mythicamagic]

Sukuna's Roommate (Sukuna x Reader) Chapter Eight

Summary: The rent is cheap, that's the only reason you're moving into apartment 167 on such short notice. The rent is cheap, you remind yourself again, staring up at the four-armed monster you would be living with. (Female reader x Sukuna)

Warnings: some dubcon moments and general Sukuna stuff i.e: murder. Warning for this chapter: Smut elements

Previous Chapters: One, Two, Three and others can be found on Ao3

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What could you say- what could anyone say when gazing at a physical form so unique it failed to compare to anything you’d ever seen? Oh I’d witnessed Sukuna stroll around barely clothed before in the apartment, whistling absentmindedly and reading through a book- but never had I gazed with such unrestricted access to his body. I stood and stared, taking it all in.

On some level, I understood that he was letting me. 

Water droplets rolled down from his hair, travelling with such soft, slow descent down his throat and built chest- one could be envious of their prolonged, intimate contact. The bold tattoos only accentuated his image despite rolling steam lapping at his torso. I had to wonder again if the marks were something he’d gained for ritualistic purposes or a pure vanity project because the latter served him well. My eyes travelled downwards. Those gracing his abdomen and the black tattooed rings circulating his toned thighs were especially nice. Perfect for sitting on, really. 

However, the…creative decision to have those same double rings tattooed on the shaft of his cocks was a…choice. 

It's almost like a gauge stick or something, my mind helpfully whispered. You are thiiiis full of him-

I choked on my own saliva, causing Sukuna to arch a brow.

Shaking my head and blinking rapidly as my eyes began to burn, I could only conclude- in my very sensible and not distracted brain- that Sukuna was, most definitely, one kinky motherfucker. 

He flashed me a lazy grin as if to confirm the thought. His lower hands came to perch on meaty hips, freehands spreading wide. “Well? Have you had your fill of gawking? I think it's about time you stripped too. Give me something to look at while we’re at it.”

“A-at what?” I tried thinly, returning from my vacation to Hornyland to focus on the here and now. “I- no, first of all, where are we? Why did you drop me here- and would you please sit down already or cover up?!” my hand shot out to cover the image of the two dicks. It didn’t work. I could still see them. I’d likely always see them, forever. 

“It's a bit late to be acting shy when you just devoured me with your eyes, woman,” Sukuna’s voice held a note of exasperation. “You said you wanted a spar. This is as good as.”

“A hot spring carved out of- is that a giant spine above us?! Oh god, are we inside one of your dead enemies or something? That explains the water colour,” I gawked at the structure of bones looming far above, looking reminiscent of a ribcage. “Anyway- none of this is what I’d call a spar!”

Sloshing water caught my attention. Like some kind of leftover prey instinct, I shifted backwards on impulse, plastering myself against the side of the pool as a large shadow swallowed me whole. Sukuna was even worse up close.

His usual malevolent energy and deceptively easy-going smile felt amplified, to the point he was fixated and intent. Intent on what, I didn’t want to entertain the idea of. He was so…big. Overbearing in both size and presence.

My stomach jumped at the first twitch of his fingers, as if wanting to reach for me- and I twisted, grabbing hold of the pool’s rim to haul myself up desperately from the water and collapse onto the side above. Before I could make more than a single pathetic flail away in escape, a weight settled on my back. 

Sukuna’s large palm pressed down between my shoulder blades, and as I wheezed like an accordion, I realized that was what he wanted. An amused noise rang out from above in response as my lungs compressed. 

His fingers dragged against the shirt plastering to my flushed skin- before flipping me over, causing my head to thunk on the black-stone floor. That weight returned, this time pressing heavy on my sternum and pinning me in place. 

Harsh, quickened panting filled the air. My breaths were coming fast and heavy. I didn’t understand why. He hadn't even done anything yet. Hadn’t spoken about any plans to kill or fuck. 

But it was there, in his eyes. A nonchalant curiosity. A caprice that he could commit either.

“Lift up your skirt,” he commanded in a calm, reverberating tone. 

My mouth went dry. Despite myself, heat shot down to my core, inspiring my thighs to lock tight together. If I wasn’t dripping earlier at the mere sight of him, there could be little doubt now. 

“S-sukuna,” I shuddered, gripping his hand on my chest. I could feel my lungs- uncomfortably struggling. His weight sank lower, heavier- and I wheezed breathlessly again. An unspoken reminder. 

He could do anything he wanted. 

I could be a crushed pile of meat and bones in two seconds flat. No better than the other skulls I’d glimpsed littered around the area. The concept of being so helpless shouldn't have made arousal spike in my abdomen. My legs shifted, inner thighs feeling suspiciously heated and wet. 

Sukuna’s pupils remained fixated, the red of his eyes glowing fiercely as my shaking fingers abandoned the hold on his hand to travel downwards. I held his gaze the entire time. There was no other word for it but spellbound. A brief battle between shame and intrigue took place inside me. My fingers curled in the soaked fabric of my skirts as intrigue won out- and slowly, I began dragging the material upwards to bunch at my waist-

“BWA- HA- HA- HA!”

I started badly. Obnoxious laughter echoed through the dark space, ringing straight into my bones. It eventually shifted, dying down into merry chuckles as Sukuna shook his head, mirth shining in all four of his eyes. “Ahhh you take everything so seriously. A truly earnest pet.”

I gaped, and could only lay there frozen. The look he shot me was nothing short of sadistic. “What? Did you think it would be that easy?”

“Excuse me?!”

He chuckled with mock dismay, lifting himself off me. “I know you’ve pleasured yourself to the thought of me, woman. I know how frustrated you’ve been- and how that encounter with your ex-owner probably wound you so tight you’re bursting at the seams for some relief. I know, so you don’t need to say it. But…passively lying there…” he tilted his head with a kind of mercurial smile- as if his mood could change suddenly and his words weren't said with feeling. It dawned on me (with a twinge of humiliation) that it was all passive amusement. “Seeing you like this isn't enough to whet my appetite,” he lifted a shoulder, confirming my suspicions. Something in my expression must’ve exposed me, because Sukuna gave a patronizing smile, leaning in close. “If you want me-” his lips were suddenly pressed against my ear, crooning in a low yet harsh whisper: “If you want me to fuck you like I mean it, try a little harder. Don't tell me you're giving up already~ you'll break my little heart.”

Of all the arrogant bastards. Fire rocketed through my veins, fueled by my shame and anger.

"I hate you," I managed to grit out, wanting to hide under a rock. Only he would frighten, arouse and then reject a girl all in the spade of a few minutes. 

It probably stung all the more that for all my big talk and avoidance, I'd been prepared to give in so easily a moment ago.

Sukuna just straightened and rolled his shoulders, both arms stretching themselves like he was preparing for a workout. 

“Anyway, I did promise you a spar. C’mon.”

“W-what the hell are you-?!”

He grabbed me without another word. I was suddenly acquainted with his back, hovering quite close to his sculpted ass as Sukuna strode into a smaller pool with my limp body thrown over one shoulder. He had a very cute butt. Knowledge I did not need to know.

"Again, I ask, and stress- what the hell?" I droned.

A hand pet my thigh. “Bath time. Don’t you know your onsen etiquette? You’re supposed to wash off before entering the hot springs.”

The world spun as Sukuna swung me up again like a ragdoll, and I found myself plunged into cool water. It took a moment to register the firm press of thighs cushioning my legs- a warm slab of body heat leaning against my back. 

I was sitting directly on his naked lap. Sukuna didn’t miss a beat, pouring a jugful of water over my head to rinse off the day’s events, massaging his fingers into my scalp.

“Good. Good pet," he crooned in my ear.

I stared uncomprehendingly ahead of myself. I could probably live a thousand years and never understand Sukuna’s whims. 

I sucked in a hard breath as his fingers cruelly worked their magic. Despite myself, I felt some tension abate. “All of this is so surreal,” I murmured. A damn understatement. 

“For a brat like you, sure.”

“You talk like that a lot,” I mused, swatting his hands away when they attempted to peel my blouse off. “Like you're ancient or something. Everything going on is so far from what I know about the world. Your buddies were like that too.”

“I thought I told you those cretins weren't my friends.”

I twisted on his lap to glimpse his narrow eyes. The sting of rejection had abated slightly now that I’d surfaced from that need he’d briefly instilled only to cruelly douse. I bit my lip, considering how to best phrase what I wanted to know.

Sukuna bounced his leg like a bucking horse, making me almost topple off his thigh. “Spit it out if you’ve got something on your mind. I’m in a chatty mood, lucky for you.”

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, steadying myself on his bicep. “Well I just…wanted some context.”

“Oh?”

“I don’t know anything about you or the world you live in. If we’re going to keep being roommates, I think I’m owed some answers. You mess around with me so much I feel like I'll go crazy soon if I'm not given something to work with.”

“Heh, for a woman you sure do own a set of balls sometimes," Sukuna dumped another helping of cool water over my head. I sputtered as my hair swamped my face as a result. "You bounced back from my teasing pretty quickly too. Guess that means I'm becoming predictable."

I felt more than saw Sukuna pick me up again under my thighs, one hand cradling my ass and giving liberal squeezes to it. He stepped down the rocks back into the hot spring, settling into the water with me. The shock of warmth made me softly gasp.

"Let's see…the short answer is that I was around a long time ago. I made quite a name for myself, some might say," he smirked, but as I listened I could tell he was skipping large amounts of information. "Let's hazard a guess and estimate that it was the Heian Era of Japan when I was finally brought down by Jujutsu Sorcerers. My spirit was too strong to be banished even in death, tied to this mortal coil by my remains. 20 of my fingers," he mused, one of his free hands picking up a saké bottle out of the rocks lining the side of the pool. "They were all sealed away. Until that is- a few years ago one brat brought me hurtling back. I incarnated into his body the moment he swallowed one of my fingers." 

I stared. "I have so many questions. Mostly about context."

"I'm not about to give it," Sukuna shrugged, pouring himself a drink and taking a languid sip. "Anyway, I eventually got free of the brat." 

"Oh…you separated from his body?"

"Heh, I killed him,” Sukuna drawled, smiling with nostalgia over the rim of his cup. "Ripped my second pair of arms right out of his back and kept going until his old flesh was replaced by my new one. All that remained of the boy was the discarded ribbons of skin and muscle at my feet. Snakeskin, I guess you could call it, nothing more than a shedding process."

He seemed to pick up on the elongated silence. My lips were thin, eyes narrow. 

"You're disgusted,” Sukuna astutely observed. 

"Believe me, it's a common emotion around you."

He chuckled richly, lifting his cup in a mock toast. "Flattery will get you nowhere."

"You said you were a big deal but- what exactly did you do to piss off the- uh, Jujutsu Sorcerers, was it?" I had no clue what those even were, but for some reason, the hand sign Sukuna had made earlier came to mind. Sorcerers. So did they use magic?

Sukuna leaned his head back on the heated rocks, groping my ass absentmindedly with little squeezes reminiscent of a cat making biscuits. "I drank, fought, fucked and ate to excess. I raised villages to the ground and made love to war, and took delight in fighting only the strongest of opponents. It was truly a great era of fun and calamity."

"But…y-you're not levelling cities anymore th-" I cut myself off, remembering something. How Shibuya was nothing more than rubble now. Sukuna seemed to read the direction of my horrified thoughts. He tilted his chin down to catch my eyes with all four of his. His lips twitched, expression showing a complete lack of remorse. "That was just a little something I did to torment the brat. If your cities are still standing today, it's only due to my own disinterest in breaking them yet."

"Where are the Sorcerers now? Surely they- they know you're around, right?"

"I killed several of their strongest members when I shed my former vessel," Sukuna shrugged, gaze sliding away. "Unfortunately, in one last pissy act, one of them sealed the majority of my power. I won't reclaim everything I once was for another hundred years or so. Pity you won't be alive to see it, pet." 

So that was it. He was biding his time. Waiting until he could enjoy himself to the fullest degree. I wagered, based on his personality and supposed love of fighting- that he was waiting for the Sorcerers to rebuild and challenge him again. That was why he hadn't completely eradicated their forces.

He toyed with everyone as he pleased. He set things into motion on purpose just to watch people struggle and fall. It was the height of enjoyment and entertainment in his eyes.

I'd spent time with rude, selfish men before. Cruel, men. None of them measured up to Sukuna.

Truly, this man was a monster. 

"You're…I…" I tried to say something. Anything. A rude, disparaging comment. A curse. I found that I couldn't- as if a veil had been lifted and I was suddenly hyper-aware of the oppressive force of energy he held at bay. A deep, dark lake of malevolence. 

Sukuna’s lips curved into a smile that slowly widened, his eyes crinkling as sharp teeth exposed. His shoulders shook like he was stifling a laugh. 

"You're a- a brute…" I croaked.

He set down his alcohol with an air of finality. "Is that all you could come up with? Poor pet. Did I turn your brains to soup? That's no good. I still haven't extracted enough entertainment out of you yet."

He gave a weary sigh, shifting as though he intended to get up. "Tch, it was a short bath but if you're going to demand bedtime stories and then bitch about the endings then I'll seek satisfaction elsewhere. Lousy little-"

My heart stuttered. "Wait."

I leaned back on his hips, a kind of surreal clarity settling over my shoulders. Purpose, I realised. I had a purpose now. Something I could do. It wasn't noble or good or something like that but if it meant curbing Sukunas appetite and attention to me, and sparing someone else, there was value in that. 

If I could pull it off.

My fingers shook a little as I pulled my damp blouse off. This seemed to catch his vague interest. I quickly continued to undress until I'd kicked off my skirt and was left in bra and panties. I made sure to hold his gaze then- and reached behind myself to unhook the clasp, grinding my lower half slowly against his cock and inching higher- pressing my clothed sex to his stomach mouth. The hard line beneath me twitched and curved into a smile.

Sukuna watched patiently, observing my newly freed breasts with a kind of lazy acknowledgement. A purring tiger. He caught my eye as his hand on my ass dragged- claws skimming- cutting in, and I felt exposed and cold for a moment- like a piece of meat on display. I pushed past the feeling, sober to the sensation of my blood rising in small welts on my ass. I leaned up, and cupped his cheek, feeling a jolt of heat where our skin made contact. Our chests pressed flush together. I'd never been so willingly close to his face before.

It was handsome but marked with cruelty. Not an inch of softness to be found.

"Don't go. Please…" I spoke lowly, and- hopefully enticingly. "I'll entertain you."

Red eyes narrowed. He lurched in my hold- barking a sudden laugh and startling me. "Ha! Ahahaha- I was wondering what you'd do…but I didn't expect this. You think you can save lives by distracting the hungry dragon for a little while, huh? Didn't think you were so noble, pet."

Neither did I. What the hell was I doing?

His own, larger hand cupped my cheek, but a hot wet sensation flicked out. I jolted as it licked down to my chin in a crude mockery of my gentle touch. His tattooed tongue retreated back into his palm, grinning at me like his stomach. "If you really believe you can keep me here and sated then go ahead and try. Heh, this could be fun."

I narrowed my eyes in turn. He could talk big, but as I figured: he was a guy. Albeit a more sadistic, murderous one- but a guy nonetheless. Nowhere in his story had he stated he’d been born an otherworldly being, so he’d once been as human as anyone. All it would take was finding a few of his tells and preferences.

I boldly grasped his thick wrist in a hard grip, pulling it closer. He wasn’t a normal guy though- and that meant getting creative if I wanted to keep his attention.

I engaged a part of my mind I’d shut away- the party girl who would dance on tables and have sex in dirty bathrooms with strangers. Shame bloomed, painting my cheeks red before my tongue slipped out and I took two of his fingers into the hot cavern of my mouth. This was the easy part, of course. A fairly standard move as I licked and sucked at the digits, before pursuing what I was really after and abandoning them to chase the tattooed tongue lulling out of Sukuna’s palm, twining mine with it and sucking. 

Sukuna’s thighs tensed beneath my free hand, and I began grinding again, working on getting him hard with the first caress of his shaft. There were two cocks to choose from, but I picked at random, stroking it with firm strokes and teases of my fingers. He felt hot and heavy against my hand, a nice vein running along the side of one to his twitching head.

The mouth inside his palm engaged me eagerly, pushing past my lips and perhaps intending to make me gag with the full force of intrusion. I eased away a little and licked and kissed at his teeth within, allowing myself to draw back only once I was panting. I then guided his saliva-dripping palm down my chest, arching into his palm and mewling as its tongue and teeth closed down, sucking. Pleasure shot blisteringly hot and fast down my spine. A hard breath sucked between my teeth.

It took real effort to keep eye contact with Sukuna, who watched my efforts with that same serene smile. 

"I see you've learned a few moves,” he acknowledged evenly. “Did the boys you fucked before cum at the slightest touch?"

The image of my reflection in a groggy mirror came to mind, hugging my naked torso as I sat used and discarded on a bed. "Something like that."

"And I bet they left you oh so dry and aching in return…" he purred with a chuckle, wrapping a freehand around the back of my neck. “Never did understand why villages would offer me virgin sacrifices to spare their lives. They broke so easily. Whores were always much more preferable.”

Hot breath suddenly huffed out from between my legs. I felt the foundation beneath me shift as Sukuna’s stomach mouth finally opened. His large tongue snaked out to probe, wrapping teasingly around my thighs in slow languid strokes, as if tasting me. 

My cunt clenched hard in response, and I didn’t have to act this next part. Sukuna adjusted his grip on my neck to keep eye contact with me- the teeth at my breast scraping in a harsh nip that made my blood sing. “You’ve been starving for this in particular, haven't you? Go ahead and eat then.”

His offer was as benevolent as a God to his devoted follower. I lost strength in my thighs and pushed down, nudging my clothed sex needily against his wet, muscular organ that rose up just as eagerly to meet me. 

Thank fuck-

His stomach mouth enclosed the entirety of my lower half inside, my thighs straining as I sought to keep straddling him- but a broken noise escaped my mouth. That noise rose high into a yowling, pleasured keen. 

“A-Aaa-aah!”

The tongue had pried straight against my clit- nudging teasingly- until the entirety of his mouth pressed in harder with one deep suck.  I didn't even have time to worry about his teeth crowning my sex. He could quite literally bite me in half. I was submerged in the wet cavern of that death trap and happy to be there as Sukuna's stomach sucked again and again, the pressure more intense than any oral I'd ever experienced before.

My hips moved entirely on their own. They ground and bucked desperately, seeking friction while my core ached to be filled. Fuck. 

The mouth at my breast wasn’t to be ignored- and it clamped down with a harsh bite just as his stomach mouth undulated with the force of another suck, large teeth soon scraping at my panties and catching in the material, pulling until a sizable seam ripped through. The shock of it ripped an orgasm straight through me. 

"A-ah!- gn- hah!"

It was when his stomach tongue pried at my entrance that I realised my folly. My hand had grown slack and lazy against his tattooed cock. How could I ever hope to concentrate and outmatch Sukuna when he had more tools at his disposal than I could ever hope to wield?

For his part, Sukuna watched me with the air of a majestic king from on high. He smiled mercifully, as if generously forgiving me for forgetting him and seeking my own pleasure. It was what he’d encouraged me to do, after all. 

He brought yet another meaty hand to my ass- giving it a sharp smack. I yelped, gasping on a pant as the tongue occupied between my thighs pushed a little more insistently, seeking to slip inside as it lapped at my entrance again and again. “You get it now?” Sukuna cooed. “Give up any noble ambitions about distracting me and chase what feels good.”

I grit my teeth, eyes squeezing shut as his stomach tongue finally pushed in- the slick tip worming its way into my entrance. At the last moment, I lurched. Sukuna’s eyes widened as I broke free from his grip, freefalling for all of two seconds to wrap my arms around his neck. Before he could utter one word- I shoved my mouth over his own. His true, cruel lips felt surprisingly soft compared with the ones on his palm and stomach. It made me feel a little cruel myself to bite down on his bottom lip but it was necessary. 

My eyes slide open to look directly into his. 

You will pay attention to me, damn you.

Sukuna’s mouth shifted against my own, paralysed with surprise. He recovered soon enough. My cheeks were then claimed in his grip. His tongue and teeth sought me with a vengeance. My lashes fluttered shut as all my concentration was poured into those hard, punishing kisses. His teeth bit at my lips so hard and insistent I was sure to bruise. Blunt nails bit harsh crescent moons into his nape in return- and I felt him shudder in delight. The kisses shifted a little, easing up from the pain into surprisingly skillful brushes of his tongue against mine, stroking the roof of my mouth and exploring.

I found myself oddly leaning after his lips as he stopped.

“That was- hah- interesting," Sukuna panted, pulling away slightly with a new type of grin. Awakened, lively. The red in his eyes shined brighter than ever, like bloodied rubies.

His clawed hand shifted to grab my chin, and he studied my face with more enthusiasm than before.

“Heheh, okay- I feel warmed up now!" He said with gusto, bouncing me on his stomach. As a result- his frozen stomach tongue thrust deeper, burying itself inside my cunt to the brim. It wrung out a desperate yelp as it began exploring with a vengeance. His image blurred as tears welled up in my eyes, overstimulated to the max as I felt my insides turn to mush, that tongue rubbing against every inner wall so deliciously it should've been illegal. I'd never felt so stuffed full yet stimulated at the same time.

Sukuna's hand almost felt gentle as it petted my hair. "Keep going," he encouraged. "More...give me more of your best, woman. I won't settle for anything less.”

[theinvisibledoodlewizard]

Quest Poll✨

Re-roll!

Ok, since the last poll was badly worded? And I was writing it with derp brain… and it ended in a weird tie.

Imma do it again. This time? Better worded. Hopefully… still got derp brain.

I’ll try not to do this that often, since it’s really cheating. And takes up lot of time.

Ok, and since I’m still being derpy brained? I’ll explain the options where I don’t have a text limit. Cause that + derp = I crash and burn XD

Call for help: You haven’t tried to make sounds yet. So far Sweeps has been a silent protagonist, and you aren’t even sure anyone is around. So this option has a lot of risk, but possibly a high reward? But will the person who helps be good? And will the lamb last long enough?

Scoop the lamp up and continue on your way: Pick up the small sheep, and keep walking down the path. Maybe you’ll find a river and a town? Or maybe you’ll get ambushed? Who knows really. But you can’t stay there.

Go back to the cabin to check for supplies: thiiiis one is a trap. Yeah sorry. I’m evil. This means you leave the lamb in the meadow, and walk back. But Sweeps took a few hours to get to where they are even now. So it’d be double that getting here and back. Meanwhile the lamb is defenseless, and injured. Sweeps might come back to find it not even there, taken by another predator. This world isn’t a nice one, unfortunately.

Go back to the cabin, but bring the lamb: this one is the nicer version of the one above? But I’ll rat on myself. There’s nothing in the cabin. It’s been busted for years. If y’all wanna look around in there, I can make other opportunities to do that! But right now, if y’all wanna lil sheep friend you’re gonna have to focus on that. It’s more the option to bring the sheep on a different path with you. But idk if the others will have the supplies you need. (Ok I do but I already tattled enough. Lol)

Walk away and try not to think about this: “Look at what I made! … I gave it depression!” Cause I like that joke. Yeah Sweeps will be devastating over harming the sheep, and not be able to cope with anything. Then run down the path. Well, as much as a big robot whose all rusted and overgrown can. But yeah, probably don’t wanna pick this one. I do tend to throw in joke options or “LOL! I gave it depression” options as a “let the author pick” kinda route. That’s what this is.

Ok that’s all of them. Sorry about the exposition dump. Derp brain is a killer, man. I’ll only do these when I get ties, and usually just between the two tied options. But since this is the first I figured I’d do them all. To give y’all an insight behind the curtain.

And again, I’m gonna do this as little as possible. Cause it’s definitely cheating on my part. This story is me learning how to write, just get things out there. Cause I can’t edit polls? It adds a level of finality to it. And I know I’m not the best, but hopefully I’m alright at least.

Anyway, if y’all wanna vote in a real thing? Check out my YouTube channel’s community page! I’m doing the same thing over there. It’s a few days behind though cause I can’t keep it as close to daily as on here. So far we’ve names the Bot Sweeps again. Which makes me think y’all already know about it lol. But if you wanna take a different path? I’m up for writing two stories at once! Let’s see what happens!

[engie-ivy]

James refuses to accept the break-up unless either Remus or Sirius will look him in the eyes and tell him he's not in love with the other anymore

“Yes, Moony,” James says in a mocking tone, and Merlin, Sirius could actually strangle him right now. “Tell me you broke up with Padfoot because you weren’t in love with him anymore.”

Remus just gives James an angry look.

Sirius sighs. “Look, Moons. If you’re worried about hurting my feelings, it’s fine. I already know, have known for the last three years. Hearing you say it now isn’t going to kill me.”

From second thoughts to first dates

“Lily’s going to kill me.”

Sirius is sitting on the floor of his flat with his back leaning against the couch. Remus is sitting beside him, and a very drunk James is sitting across from them. Sirius and Remus are pleasantly buzzed, but James is positively wasted. They watched the final of the Quidditch World Cup together, and after James’s favourite team lost, went to the pub where he made use of the opportunity to drown his sorrows.

Now they’re back at Sirius’s flat, sitting on the floor eating grilled cheese. Living alone without house elves has proven to be very beneficial for Sirius’s grilled cheese-making skills.

“Nah,” Remus says, laying his head back against the couch and closing his eyes. “She’ll just let him suffer through his hangover tomorrow and then it’ll be fine.”

“He’s supposed to have lunch with Lily’s sister and her husband tomorrow,” Sirius sighs. “After the disaster of their first meeting, Lily was hoping he’d make a good impression this time.”

Remus opens one eye to look at James, who is currently dipping his grilled cheese in the glass of water Sirius gave him instead of his ketchup. “Yeah, that might be a problem.”

“Don’t care to make a good impression anyways,” James says, chewing on his soaked grilled cheese. “Pompous nitwits the both of them were.”

Remus smirks. “Is that why you went on a rant about the newest broom models and made the husband think you were mocking him?”

James points his grilled cheese at Remus, making wet crumbs fly in his face. “He started it! Puffed up buffoon bragging to me ‘bout his bloody... muggle wagon.”

“Still, you should act your best for Lily’s sake.”

James shakes his head. “No use. Doesn’t matter how I act, they’re determined to hate me, so they’ll hate me. Pointless, trying to impress them, absolutely pointless.”

Remus lays his head back down and Sirius focuses his attention on his own grilled cheese, while James keeps babbling on about how pointless it would be to try and be liked by Petunia and Vernon Dursley.

“Pointless, so very pointless. No point anywhere to found. One of the most pointless things in the world. Almost as pointless as...” James seems to wreck his brain to come up with something in the same category of pointlessness. “Your break-up!” He eventually says, waving his grilled cheese at Remus and Sirius.

Remus responds merely by giving James an exasperated look, and Sirius is proud of himself that, despite the sting in his heart, he manages not to react besides lifting one eyebrow. “Prongs, that still bothers you? It’s been three years.” Another sting in his heart. Has it really been three years already?

“Has it really been three years already?” James asks. “That makes it even more pointless! Three years and nothing’s changed.”

“Nothing’s changed?” Now Sirius can hardly keep the annoyance out of his voice. Three years since he last kissed Remus, three years since he last woke up next to Remus, three years since he last looked into Remus’s eyes and could think to himself ‘he’s mine’, three years since the world turned into a continuous numbness with just memories of happiness, but sure, nothing’s changed.

“Yes,” James says. “You’re still each other’s most important person in your life, you still look at each other like that, and neither one of you has ever dated anyone else in these three years, so what’d you go and break up for?”

Sirius frowns. “Moony dated. That woman from work...”

James makes a dismissive gesture. “She was married, her husband was just abroad.”

“Not like that,” Remus quickly clarifies. “We just hung out as friends a couple of times, nothing happened between us.”

“Moony asked me to keep up the pretence, hoping that it would help you move on.” James lets out a laugh. “What a disaster that was! During that time, a bloke was chatting you up in the pub once, and Moony glared at him so intense I thought he was going to punch him!” James burst into a fit of giggles. “Remember, Moony? You were clutching your glass so hard, it shattered in your hand!”

While James keeps giggling, Remus gives him a look that gives Sirius a pretty good idea what that bloke in the pub must have endured.

James wipes the tears from his eyes. “I’m just saying, you could’ve saved me three years of dealing with jealousy, pining and fits of crying.”

Sirius flushes and grits his teeth. Drunk or not, James has no business letting Remus know how pathetic he’s been these last three years. “Don’t make Moony feel guilty about it, Prongs. He’s not obligated to be with me just for your comfort, so deal with it.”

James rolls his eyes. “I’d deal with it, if you’d have a good reason for the break-up.”

“What more of a reason do you need?” Sirius is now seriously annoyed. “When one person is not in love with the other anymore, there’s nothing else you can do but break-up. That’s just life, and yes, it sucks, but it happens, and it’s no one’s fault.”

James, however, insists on being stubborn. “I would accept that reason. So, let me put it this way: if one of you can look me in the eyes and tell me that he’s not in love with the other anymore, I’ll drop the topic forever and I’ll never bring it up again.”

Sirius pinches the bridge of his nose and decides to just accept his faith. “Moony, just tell him.”

Startled, Remus jerks his head up, from where he was intently studying a loose thread on his jumper. “What? Why?”

Sirius glances at him. “Because I don’t know about you, but I’m not particularly enjoying this conversation. I’d rather get this over with as soon as possible.”

“Yeah, okay,” Remus says. “Why me then?”

“Because that was the exact reason you broke up with me three years ago!”

“We could just wait till he’s sober,” Remus mutters.

“I want to get this over with, so please, just say it,” Sirius says frustrated.

“I just don’t know if we should indulge his drunken demands.”

Sirius now really loses his patience. “Moony, just tell Prongs you broke up with me because you weren’t in love with me anymore!”

“Yes, Moony,” James says in a mocking tone, and Merlin, Sirius could actually strangle him right now. “Tell me you broke up with Padfoot because you weren’t in love with him anymore.”

Remus just gives James an angry look.

Sirius sighs. “Look, Moons. If you’re worried about hurting my feelings, it’s fine. I already know, have known for the last three years. Hearing you say it now isn’t going to kill me.”

Remus opens and closes his mouth, and then stares down at his sleeve again, looking miserable.

“Moony,” Sirius says. “Why can’t you just tell him-”

“Cause Moony’s a terrible liar!” James interjects. “He can’t get the words over his lips, especially not in front of you.”

Sirius shakes his head and can’t quite keep the bitterness out of his voice. “He had no trouble saying it three years ago, so why would it be a problem now?”

Remus’s head snaps up to look at Sirius. “I never said I wasn’t in love with you anymore three years ago!” He flushes bright red and looks away again. “What I said was-”

“I know what you said!” Sirius interrupts. Like he’d ever forget the words that made his entire world come crumbling down. “You said you wanted to end things between us, because you didn’t want to be with me anymore. Why else would you not want to be with me anymore?”

“It’s because of the werewolf thiiiiing!” James shouts, making Remus and Sirius flinch.

“What?” Sirius asks, confused. “No, that can’t be. It can’t be because of the werewolf thing. I’ve never once made an issue of that.”

“That was exactly the problem!” Remus snaps. “You acting like it was nothing. You didn’t understand how much it would affect you, how much it would affect your whole life. You didn’t comprehend-”

“I comprehended just fine!” Sirius says, raising his voice in anger. “I comprehended all of it! I comprehended that we’d never have much money, as you’ll never be able to get a steady, decent job, I comprehended that we’d never be able to live in one place for too long, as eventually it’ll raise suspicion, I comprehended that there’d be parts of society we’ll always be left out of, due to prejudice and stigma. I did comprehend, I just didn’t care, and that’s a difference!”

“How?” Remus stares at him in utter disbelief. “How could you not-”

“Because I fucking loved you!” Sirius shouts. “I’d have given up everything for you.”

Remus shakes his head. “Then you must understand how, for that exact same reason, I couldn’t let you do that.”

“That was never your decision to make,” Sirius hisses. “It was mine! And I had decided long ago that it’d be you, no matter what.”

Remus stares at him again, and Sirius can hardly bear to see the emotions in his eyes. Emotions he can’t figure out. For a moment, he thinks Remus will get angry, but then he falls back against the couch and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “You tell him then. Tell him how I screwed everything up, and how you’re completely over me now and couldn’t possibly love me anymore.”

“Merlin, Remus, you’re such an idiot!”

Now Remus glares at him. “You’ve told me on multiple occasions how you’ve gotten over me.”

“Because I thought you had a good reason for breaking up with me!” Sirius replies. “I thought you had a good reason, and I didn’t want to make you feel guilty by letting you know how much of a fucking mess I still am, and how much I fucking miss you every day, even when we’re bloody together!”

“What are you saying?” Remus asks, voice suddenly trembling. “Are you saying that you’re not over me?”

“Are you saying that you didn’t fall out of love with me?”

Remus just stares at Sirius and Sirius just stares at Remus. He has no idea how to proceed, or how to go back. Back to half an hour ago or back to three years ago, he doesn’t even know.

They only come out of their contemplation by a drunken James loudly breaking the silence. “Still haven’t heard any reasooooons!”

Sirius apparates at a safe distance from the Potters’ home and starts dragging James towards his front door.

“Padderfootsie,” James mumbles. “D’you know how many werewolves have families? Of their own? So partners, not parents? I mean, I assume they all have parents, right? Where else would they come from? They don’t just shoot out of the floor.” James starts giggling again. “Can you imagine?”

“Prongs, please, I-”

“Zero!” James exclaims. “None whatsoever! It’s never been done! Too much weirdness about starting families when it comes to “dark creatures”.” He almost sticks Sirius’s eye out at the air quotes he makes around “dark creatures”.

Sirius doesn’t respond, so James continues. “Moony can’t just fall head over heels in love and fully throw himself into it with his whole being, without any doubts, like you and I can. Not with each other, of course. With Remus and Lily. Remus or Lily. Not both. Well both, but you know, one for each. You Remus, me Lily.”

Sirius really wants to get James inside as soon as possible, but James wiggles himself free from his grip to face him, and grabs his shoulders. “I know how much he has hurt you, I know. All I'm saying is, it’s different for Moony, but that doesn’t mean he loves you any less.”

“Merlin, Prongs.” Sirius swallows against a sudden lump in his throat. “I don’t know anymore if I never want you to get this drunk again, or wish that you’d gotten this drunk three years ago.”

Lily slams open the door and stalks into Sirius’s flat.

“Why, good day to you, Lilyflower.”

“Don’t you ‘Lilyflower’ me, Black,” Lily snarls.

Sirius rolls his eyes. “Aren’t you a ray of sunshine this afternoon.”

“Yes,” Lily says sarcastically, while taking a Butterbeer out of the fridge. “Waking up to find your husband knocked out on the couch really does wonders for your mood.”

“Well, you should be thanking me for the fact that he even was on the couch, instead of in a ditch somewhere.”

Lily swallows down a gulp of Butterbeer without breaking eye contact. “I would have preferred the ditch.”

Lily flops down on the couch with her drink and eyes Sirius for a while. “What are you doing?” She asks, after watching him pull on a fancy shirt and fixing his hair in front of the mirror.

“I got a date,” Sirius simply says.

Lily chokes on her next sip. “A...” She coughs a few times. “A date? You haven’t had a date since- in a long time.” She studies Sirius’s face, noting how, despite his efforts to look composed, he’s brimming with excitement. “That’s... That’s good, Pads. I’m happy for you.”

There’s a knock on the door.

Lily, not curious at all, turns around on the couch so she can watch the door as Sirius opens. Her eyes widen, and she can’t help how a small gasp escapes her lips, when she sees Remus Lupin standing there. He’s wearing his best slacks and his nicest jumper, and has even styled his hair. Lily looks with astonishment at the boys nervously staring and smiling at each other, dressed to the nines and well-groomed, like they didn’t eat pizza from the floor of Remus’s flat wearing stained sweatpants after not showering for days just the week before.

“Hi,” Remus says.

“Hi,” Sirius says.

“Hi!” Lily shouts.

Remus jumps, only now realising Lily is in the room. He blushes furiously and runs a hand through his previously well-groomed hair. “Oh, Lils, hi. I didn’t see you there. How are you? Is Prongs still alive?”

“Yes,” Lily replies solemnly. “I’m waiting for him to be sober enough before I kill him.” She gestures with her bottle between the two boys. “So what’s this? Are you two picking things up again?”

“No,” Sirius says hesitantly. “We’re more like... starting over?” A smile appears on his face with such genuine happiness as Lily hasn’t seen on him in... what? Three years? “This is our first date!” He adds.

Lily can’t help but smile back at him, bad mood almost forgotten.

“Well,” Sirius says. “We’ll better get going. There’re some left-over pumpkin pastries in the fridge, and there’s stuff for grilled cheese, but try not to burn anything this time.”

“Right,” Lily says. “You boys have fun then!”

After the door closes behind them, Lily turns around and slides back down on the couch. A huge grin spreads across her face. It’s been a long three years for all of them, but maybe, just maybe, all will be right with the world again.

[starlightseekers]

Human Comedy: Humanity 5

Mitsuru: “Like everyone knows, we’re Ra*bits, the unbeatable rabbits that’ll keep hop-hopping to the ends of the universe~☆”

Proofread by: Euni (JP) and Silvie (EN)

Location: Repayment Festival Stage, Ra*bits

[A few hours later, latter half of the Repayment Festival] Nazuna: “♪ ~ ♪ ~ ♪” (We’re in splendid condition. My body feels light~…♪) (I’ve truly been reborn as a rabbit; it’s like being a child again.) (Hehe, as expected, Ra*bits has made it to the latter half of Repayment Festival. With this, we’ve become a proper veteran unit.) (I can rest easy. There might still be things that don’t sit well with me about Valkyrie... But even Kagehira repeatedly told me it was all fine.) (So they’re probably doing alright.) (He didn’t seem like he was putting up a front, or was just saying it so I wouldn’t worry either…) (The way he’s acting makes me think that they really are okay now.) (He was so brazen and unapologetic, it was almost frustrating.) (You’ve really grown to be like Itsuki, Kagehira). (Mika-chin… Right now I don’t— no, even from the start, I didn’t know you that well.) (You aren’t some stiff doll, unbreakable and incapable of growth. You aren’t living that kind of sad existence…) (You’ve been brought up with strength and grace— you grew into a fine man.) (If I told you that, would you get offended and say “I’m a doll!”?) (Though for me, I really wouldn’t take being called a ‘doll’ a compliment.) Hajime: …Nii~chan? It seems like you aren’t concentrating very well~ Are you alright? Nazuna: Ah, sorry. I was fussing a bit over something trivial just now; seems like I haven’t shaken it off yet. But I’m okay~ I’ll be able to perform just fine. Hajime: Hehe, I’ve no doubt about that but… Please don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s sad to think that this is really the end, isn’t it? If I don’t watch myself, I think I’ll start crying like a baby, too. But… Back then during our very first live, from that S2 last spring… On a stage where hardly anyone came to watch and all our efforts were trampled on… Nii~chan said, “If you’re going to cry then do it after our performance!” with a scary face. And that, even if there were only a few people in the audience, we should present ourselves as proper and perfect idols. That shocked me at the time and honestly for a bit I thought, “What a cold person.” Nazuna: … Yeah, I’m a surprisingly aloof person, but usually I play all cute. Hajime: Not at all. You’re always a kind person… You taught us a lot of things that we needed to know for ourselves and for our futures. Each and every day, when you didn’t even need to. You gave your all writing up proposals, thinking of what to include during practices, and guiding us on what to do. You even handled all the difficult things like paperwork and negotiations. And when I’d start looking tired due to my low stamina, you’d take care of me and give me hot towels or rub my shoulders right away… You’d call out to me gently and kindly help me out. It wasn’t as if anything special happened. It’s just that, as those ordinary days happened again and again, bit by bit they gathered together to shine as bright as the sun. Or rather, for us who would’ve gone and faded away just like that… It's thanks to you that we were able to spend our everyday life so peacefully. Since you held the urge until the very end and didn’t cry on stage that day… And after the performance ended, you hugged us all and cheered us up even while you were in tears. Because there were days we had to work hard to bear our pain and sadness together... We, Ra*bits, have grown thiiiis much ♪ Thank you, Nii~chan. I really, really love you a lot… ……Ngh, hnng-- Mitsuru: Oh no! You started crying right after you said all that, Hajime-chan! I’ll do a flashy dance over here and make the audience look over at me, so they don’t notice you~☆ “And turn! And jump! How’s that? Once Nii~chan graduates, I’ll be the only one in Ra*bits that can do tough dances like these!” “Nii~chan told me I could do it, so he taught me specially!” “One day I’m gonna coach Hajime-chan and Tomo-chan on all the skills, moves, and stage etiquette that Nii~chan taught me!” “I don’t get all that difficult logic, so you guys can teach me about that, okay?” “All the know-how to being an idol’s already filled every part of me! It’s ‘cuz this rabbit is made of the parts that Nii~chan trained!” “The nicest, strongest, and most precious rabbit in the whole world!”  “So, make sure all of you keep watching us!” “Like everyone knows, we’re Ra*bits, the unbeatable rabbits that’ll keep hop-hopping to the ends of the universe~☆” “We won’t be beaten by any kind of huge beast! Not even God!” “But even if we do lose, we won’t just cry like babies about it! Because Nii~chan drilled that into us!” “That’s why! It’ll be a waste if you can’t see through your tears. You’ll really regret it forever!” “Look at me, no— all of us...! We’ve grown up so well!” “♪ ~ ♪ ~ ♪” Tomoya: … Yikes, I don’t have anything to say. Nazuna: You’re fine, talking on and on during a performance is a bad Yumenosaki Academy trademark anyway. Just concentrate on singing and dancing~ You won’t hear anything from me about that. Tomoya: That’s right… Yes, that must be the most expressive way to repay you.

[renchan7]

“Who Will You Choose” - A Oneshot with hints of Sorato & Taiora

Hello, my followers! I decided to post today instead of tomorrow!

I’m back from the dead!

From my last post I said I would create a thank you fic for reaching 100 followers. Imagine my surprise to see today that the number of followers has grown. Thank you!

As promised, below the cut is a oneshot created for all of you! It has elements of Sorato and Taiora for all to enjoy. And as always, though not required, feel free to show me some love in a review here (even if it’s an anonymous).

Type: Oneshot Characters: Matt Ishida / Sora Takenouchi / Tai Kamiya (elements of Sorato & Taiora) Rating: K Word count: 3,332

Or read it HERE!

Who Will You Choose

The sun shined down, and a breeze calmly blew, while Sora sat on a blanket, her eyes closed, and head tilted back enjoying the day at a nearby park. There were children playing on a playground set, and others occupying the soccer field, but she chose a shady spot under a cherry blossom tree towards the end of the property, taking in the much needed silence.

Today was Saturday, and how grateful she was for that. She was in her senior year of high school, and with it came high expectations of college entrance exams, test scores and the most important question of all: What do you want to do with your life?

Not today. For once, she was plain Sora Takenouchi escaping reality as she waited for Tai and Matt to join her for a picnic. She could see the stress taking a toll on her friends as well. What better way to de-stress than with a good home cooked meal and friends to share it with?

What would’ve made it perfect was her homemade cheesecake. Tai drooled anytime she baked it. Matt wasn’t much for words, but he’d always continue to take small slices after each piece was devoured until all slices combined could be considered two decent-sized slices.

There wasn’t enough time to run back home and whip something up. Frowning from her forgetfulness, she rested her back against the tree, group texted the guys asking if they could bring dessert, then closed her eyes enjoying the breeze once more.

There it was again. That pesky thought lingered every day since Mimi spoke those embarrassing words last year when they went out to eat:

“They’ve both grown to be very handsome. What’re you gonna do, Sora?”

Was it that obvious? Could others see what she felt? It was one thing to help others with their issues, like the mother hen that she was, but to allow herself to be vulnerable by letting others in her head…that was scary, uncharted territory.

And anyway, who knew what the guys thought, or if either of them felt the same way - Not to mentioned she’d become flustered anytime she tried to figure out which one she liked the most. It was best to keep her thoughts to herself.

“Stupid Mimi,” Sora muttered as sleepiness washed over her.

That is, until her eyes flashed open to find Tai face-to-face with her tapping the top of her head with concern. The closeness startled her. “Hey, what gives!”

“Oh! Matt! You can stop panicking. She’s awake!” Tai exclaimed.

Matt glared at Tai as he kneeled down next to Sora. “I wasn’t panicking. Why scare her?”

Squinting at Matt, Tai gave a knowing grin. “Sure, buddy.”

“I wasn’t!”

“ ‘K,” Tai chuckled.

“Guys, guys, really,” She tried to diffuse the tension. “I’m not made of glass - Hey!” She pushed Tai away. “Find your own personal space.”

Tai fell to his bottom laughing from shock. Regardless that he was focused on Matt, she found Tai was still too close.

Matt grunted, partly trying to hide his small grin. Still kneeling next to her, he placed a hand over her forehead. “Hmmm, you don’t feel warm.”

“What do you mean?” Sora said, alarmed why he’d check her temperature.

“You look pale,” Matt stated with concern.

“Not to mention, we kept calling your name and you wouldn’t wake for anything,” Tai chimed in and gave a wink. “Good thing Kuwagamon didn’t invade, or you’d be a goner.”

“I’m fine, guys,” she blew off their concerns with a wave of a hand and a smile. “I’m worried about you two. We don’t get to talk much anymore. Come on,” she motioned to the both to sit next to her as she opened her bag removing all the food she made. “I hope you two saw my text to bring dessert? I’m really sorry. It slipped my mind.”

“Not to worry!” Tai held up several boxes of Pocky sticks. “We stopped at a convenient store.”

“These were on sale,” Matt said opening a small box revealing a variety of pastries. A grin shown as he placed the box aside and helped Sora unpack the food. “I’d rather we share making the food next time, ok? You don’t always have to do everything on your own.”

“O-ok,” she said, her eyes falling to the food while taking out the last dish. It was all she could do to ease her heart from beating so fast. Matt could always see through her. Sometimes it was a relief not having to explain her thoughts.

And sometimes it left her thoughts jumbled, like this moment.

“Hey, remember that game we used to play?” asked Tai ripping the top from one of the Pocky boxes. Matt rolled his eyes passing out the plates, as Tai held a Pocky stick in between his teeth. “You’d chicken out every time.”

“I didn’t chicken out, and that’s for dessert,” Sora snapped the stick in half with one hand.

As she motioned to throw her half aside, she paused, glancing at the chocolate. Tai lifted a brow giving a knowing look. She added to her statement, looking to the side as she shrugged, smiling, while eating it instead. “We were five and I only ate all the way to the chocolate part. You were the dummy to eat the plain side.”

“I say you chickened out,” he crunched on what was left of his Pocky stick grabbing another one out of the box. “See how much chocolate covers this? You were always thiiiis close,” he emphasized pinching his thumb and index fingers closely together, “and then that’s it. Chicken.”

“Would you stop calling me that? We were five! Eat your stupid lunch!”

“No,” Tai leaned forward, the new Pocky stick hanging in between his teeth. “I call for a rematch.”

“No one’s having a rematch,” Matt interjected, plopping Tai’s bowl of food between his two friends, as irritation dripped heavily from each word. “Eat your food.”

Tai scowled chewing on the Pocky stick as he gathered his bowl and chopsticks. “If you want a stick that bad, just ask. Geez.”

“Trust me. I don’t.”

Sora couldn’t help but to giggle. Despite the banter between the guys, they had their own unique friendship. What she could never admit was she did chicken out. Every time. The blush that appeared could be felt growing down her neck. What a flirt!

“Hmm?” Sora was snapped out of her thoughts finding Tai’s hand feeling her forehead this time.

“You’re right,” Tai addressed Matt, his forehead wrinkled. “She doesn’t feel warm, but she does look pale.”

Pale? What was with these guys?

“Here, Matt, pass me a -” That was all she could say before everything happened in a blur.

A circular black and white object zoomed their direction. Screams. Grass. Dirt. Dizziness.

Was Matt shielding her? Why was Tai yelling? What in the world happened?

“Are you ok?” Matt asked her climbing off. He gritted his teeth looking towards a group of kids a far off. “Jerks.” Turning back to her, he brushed the dirt off her pants. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“And another thing!” Tai yelled at the kids. He held a soccer ball between an arm and his side marching towards them. “Why aren’t you using the designated field?”

Sora’s mouth fell open. “I was almost hit?”

“He’s taking care of it. The important thing is that you’re ok.”

More from the nervous energy after registering what almost happened, Sora stood to her feet and shouted with fury to the kids. “Hey! Why are you all laughing? I could’ve seriously -”

“Okay, okay.” In a gentle tone, Matt pulled Sora away a few feet. “Let Tai take care of it.”

“But-”

“Come to my concert.”

“Wait. What?”

He fished in his pocket and pulled out a ticket. With a shy grin, he said, “This one is sort of different, and, uh, it’d…mean a lot for you to be there.”

Butterflies. A multitude of them fluttered in her stomach. Tucking a strand of hair behind an ear, she asked in a quieter voice, “Why’s it different?”

Matt shoved his hands in his pocket, his eyes falling to the ground. When he answered, he took a step forward meeting her eyes once more. “Because it’s for an audience of one. Tomorrow. 7'o clock. My house. And - And a home cooked dinner.”

Sora’s voice caught in her throat. A date? Butterflies times two.

“Please say something,” Matt said. His voice had a slight shake as a short ‘heh’ was released after his statement.

Here was her long, awaited answer: Despite their breakup in middle school, Matt still felt the same as her!

Middle school was a confusing time. They both deeply cared for the other, but at the time they mutually agreed it would be best to stay friends. They both believed their relationship was becoming too serious for their age and maybe some space would be best. There were many days she regretted agreeing to this afterwards. The only reason she never spoke up was that he didn’t show interest. Why put yourself on the line if the other seemed happy?

Well, there was that one time last year when Matt gave her a ticket to his concert before class started. It seemed like he wanted to say more until they were interrupted…

Before she could say anything, it looked as if her eyes were playing tricks: Matt faded in and out. It probably wasn’t anything, and was from shock with the soccer ball. Yeah, that was it.

Ignoring her thoughts, she held the ticket close to her heart overjoyed. “I’d love -”

But she couldn’t finish her sentence. Two foreign arms picked her up, tossed her over their shoulder, and ran the opposite direction like their life depended on it. They ignored her kicks and screams. She tried to see if Matt or Tai were hot on their trail, but couldn’t get a good angle.

Hold on. These look like Tai’s clothes from today. And his shoes. What was going on in the world today? “Tai! Put me down this instant! What the heck has gotten into you?”

“Me?” He answered taken aback. They hid behind a cluster of trees, Tai peeking out from behind them, as he whispered his answer in a harsh voice. “What the heck’s gotten into you?”

“Tai,” her voice rose in a warning, “why are you acting weird?”

“Sshh, he’ll find us.” He peeked again to verify they still had time. “You’re confused with your feelings. That’s what’s weird.”

“Who’ll find us? Matt?” She sighed walking back to the picnic area. “I’m not confused, and I’m certainly not going to talk about this with you.”

Tai blocked her path. “What does he have that I don’t?”

Butterflies. They were forming again. “What are you saying?”

Tai held one hand behind his neck, the other on his hip, turning his head aside. His lips pressed together in a flat line trying to decide on what to say. “What if I, um…” He looked to Sora searching her eyes until turning away. “Nevermind. Let’s go find Matt.”

Sora stood still, surprised. Was he trying to say…Did he like her too? Was it possible the reason why she had a hard time figuring out who she liked was because she sensed that they both liked her? She was starting to tell Matt yes - At least that was before Tai…

Why was this so complicated?

“Pocky sticks?” That was the only thing Sora could say.

Tai paused, his back still facing her, but turned his head towards her direction. “What?”

“I, uh, I accept your rematch.” If she chickened out, it wasn’t meant to be. But if she didn’t chicken out…

Tai turned to face her, a wide grin showing, and walked back to her taking out another Pocky stick from a side pocket. Placing it in between his teeth, he lowered his head to hers, and garbled, “Game on.”

Her eyes did it again. Now it was Tai that faded in and out. She was starting to think that maybe it wasn’t from the shock of the soccer ball, and something really was wrong with her. Maybe that’s why they kept saying she looked pale?

“Okay,” she said more to herself, ignoring her thoughts, and took a deep breath.

The butterflies in her stomach danced in rapid succession.

“Okay,” he teased using his teeth to wiggle the Pocky stick with his teeth.

Before she could reach the candy, Matt flickered into existence, panicking. Pushing Tai aside, Matt tightly held on to her arms trying to calm his breathing. “Weren’t you coming to my concert? I don’t understand. I thought you liked me.”

Sora gasped. “Where did you come from?”

How did Matt appear out of nowhere? And where did Tai disappear to?

“I made you yakisoba noodles, sautéed veggies and fish. Your favorite,” Matt continued pointing to her chest. “Don’t you like it?”

“Huh?” Sora responded in confusion looking down, that is until she realized her scenery changed.

Somehow she was sitting at Matt’s kitchen table. A candlelight dinner was displayed, rose petals surrounding the candles. The kitchen lights were dimmed, and Matt stood with one foot resting on a kitchen chair, the acoustic guitar laid on his thigh, as he strummed a love song softly singing.

Was she daydreaming? How did she get here?

Before Sora could answer, Tai flickered into existence sitting at the table as well. Ignoring Sora jumping from being startled, he propped an elbow on the table resting his head on a hand, and mocked, “Aww, look at that. Little Matt’s singing you a cheesy love song!”

The song stopped in mid-chorus, an eyebrow twitching from annoyance. “You weren’t invited,” said Matt. “And stop calling me ‘Little Matt’!”

“Two can play that,” Tai responded, miffed.

With a snap of his fingers, Tai and Sora were transported to a quiet country side, flower fields surrounding them as far as the eyes could see. He placed the same Pocky stick between his teeth and lowered his head.

“Now, where were we?”

“What is going on?” Sora said taking a step back. “First I’m being told I look pale, then the two of you keep fading in and out, and now we’re - What would you call this?” She searched for the word, her anxiety rising. “Teleporting?”

The same group of kids playing soccer from earlier appeared several feet away oblivious to their surroundings as they kick the ball around.

Matt appeared frowning, with folded arms across his chest. “That’s because you’re dreaming. In case you haven’t noticed, we’ve both grown to be very handsome.”

“Yeah,” Tai joined in throwing his Pocky stick aside. ���What are you gonna do, Sora?”

Dreaming? The only way they knew about that remark was through Mimi. How embarrassing! “No, really. What’s going on? Did Mimi tell you guys to say that?”

“Doesn’t she look pale, Tai?”

“Yeah, Matt. She does.”

An aggravated yell escaped her throat. “Enough already, Mimi! This isn’t funny! Come out!”

“Really, sit down,” Matt and Tai both said in unison. “You look pale.”

“I’m done with this,” she announced storming away. “This has gone too far! Oh my…”

She couldn’t explain it, but somehow the three of them were back at their picnic spot, she leaning against the cherry blossom tree. Both guys hovered over her with concern. If this really was a dream, then this felt too real.

“Okay. Alright,” she said shaking her head giving up, trying to understand the logic of what was happening. “I look pale. Any reason why?”

Both of the guys answered again in unison. “Stop worrying.”

“Worrying? What am I worried about?”

“College exams, for one thing,” Tai said. “You’re taking cram school with us just to make sure you’re prepared. Why worry when you know you’ve got this in the bag?”

“And why’s it so important to figure out who you like right now?” Matt added. “How about enjoying life’s moments and let everything fall into place in its own natural timing.”

“You’re saying that like I’m confused,” Sora snapped from embarrassment.

“You are,” Tai responded in a calm manner.

“Worried about exams and confused on who you like,” Matt added.

“Ugh.” She rested her head on the cherry blossom tree trunk with defeat. “So, I’m supposedly dreaming with you guys acting as my subconscious telling me to chill out and go with the flow?” She closed her eyes and sighed. “That’s so messed up.”

The sound of Tai and Matt giving each other high fives rang in the air. She could hear them chattering on about the lunch she brought was delicious as chopsticks scraped against plastic bowls. Trying to fight the sleepiness washing over her, she attempted to open her eyes, but they felt heavy. Maybe a five minute nap would be okay.

That is, until she awoke to finding Matt and Tai hovering and gently shaking her as they continued to call out her name.

Sora quickly sat up taking a sharp breath in. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

Both of her friends held their hands palms up parallel to their chest, startled.

Tai glanced at Matt then softly said to her, “It looked like you were having a bad dream. Are you okay?”

“A dream?” she repeated. Thank goodness. It really was all a dream! Burying her face in her hands, she moaned in relief.

Matt inched next to her. “Hey. Wanna talk about it?”

“Or…we could eat dessert first,” Tai tried changing the subject to help soothe the air when they were only met with silence. “We saw your text and bought a cheesecake.”

“Really? Are you capable of thinking of anything else besides food?” Matt remarked glaring at him.

“I do care!” Tai barked. “What can’t be cured with good cheesecake though?”

She laughed. It bubbled out, freeing the butterflies trapped within. Making the conscious effort to enjoy life’s moments, and releasing her confusion and worries would take work, but would be worth it. Besides, who knew better than the subconscious?

Hooking one arm around each of her friend’s necks, she tugged at them taking a deep breath in, and hugged with a tight embrace. With whatever may happen in the future, the only thing she knew for certain at this moment was that she loved them both and cherished them deeply.

Nuzzling her head between the two guys she muffled, “It was actually a good dream. Weird, but good.”

A tinge of pink formed on Tai’s and Matt’s cheeks as they held her close. The three stayed quiet like this for some time as the gentle breeze returned, the cherry blossom petals floating to the ground.

Tai gave a gentle rub to her back. “Good. Glad you’re alright.”

Matt laid a tender hand on her head and stroked her hair. “For the record, your cheesecake is better than any store bought one.”

Sora buried her head deeper. The following words were muffled, but were still audible. “I love you.”

The pink tinge grew a darker shade from both guys. Matt was the first to return the hug laying his head next to hers, followed by Tai. They didn’t verbally respond, but she could feel what was meant by their actions:

Love you too.

[frankmillerturnonyourlocation]

“Ugh,” Carmelita spits, “that was awful.”

I fumble with the lock as I try to open the door. “What,” I say, turning the doorknob, “you really didn’t like it?”

“Not at all.” Carmelita kicks xer ballet flats off and sweeps past me into the house. I follow. “I cannot believe we wasted a perfectly good evening watching such a terrible excuse for performance.” Xe shrugs their cardigan off of their shoulders, molds it into a lump on top of the kitchen table, and smushes xer face against it, a sparkly pillow to support the weight of xer disdain.

I sit down next to xer and grab an orange from the fruit basket. I begin to peel. “Well, free tickets are free tickets. What parts didn’t you like?”

“Where do I begin?” Carmelita props xer head up, chin pressing into the sweater-pillow. “What on earth was the director thinking, casting those two as the leads?”

“What about them?” I pressed. “Their acting or their singing?”

“Both! The boy couldn’t carry a tune! And he delivered each of his lines in the exact same way.”

I nod. The kid was having a rough time up there, I recall— gangly and unemotive, he reminded me of a potted plant that grew too tall too fast and thought bending over at the stem was the new standing up straight. “He seemed a little nervous to be up there, yeah. Probably wasn’t giving his best performance. What else?”

Carmelita began picking little white strings from my orange as I finished peeling it. “The ingenue they had— the main girl who was supposed to be young and sweet, that’s what ingenue means—“

“I know that one, don’t worry,” I smile.

“—well, anyway, she was sweet and all, but such a wimp! Her singing voice was so raspy when the songs got high and it was terrible. I don’t think she was even a true soprano, and if that was the case, they should have figured that out months ago and either changed the key of the songs so she could actually sing it or, better yet, they could have just found an actress who wasn’t a total cakesniffer.” Xe mumbled that last part into xer cardigan.

“The director could have worked with her to strengthen her upper range a bit, too.” I separate the orange and give Carmelita half. “But if I had to guess, I’d say that she was nervous, just like the other lead. It was opening night, after all. It’s hard to sing well when you can’t control your breathing.”

“It’s not that hard,” xe grumble, popping an orange segment into xer mouth. “You just need to gooo like thiiiis!” Xe sang the last three words in a rich, if a bit pitchy, vibrato— an impressive feat, even without a piece of fruit in one’s mouth.

I clap politely. “Don’t choke, please. I cheated on my CPR certification exam.”

Carmelita slumps back down into xer sweater. “And the story wasn’t even good either. I couldn’t tell you what the point was.”

“I’ll agree with that,” I sigh. “I was thinking to myself at, oh, halfway through the second act? That most of the time, the songs didn't really have a point. They just sort of stopped the action to give us some music and dancing for a while. Not a good thing for the audience to notice right when the story's supposed to be at its most exciting." I shrug. "There were some funny scenes, though— like the part where they realized they lost the ring? They did the physical comedy really well for a teenage cast.”

Carmelita worries xer lip. “I didn’t get that scene either,” xe says after a beat.

I offer xer another piece of orange. Xe shakes xer head. I nod and try to restack the orange peel, layering it back onto itself with nothing inside, the ghost of an orange. “Was there any part of the show that you did like? Or anything that was just so-so?”

Xe visibly ponders this, tapping xer chin as though pantomiming the act. I don’t know if xe’s putting on a show for me intentionally or if the act is genuine, unfabricated. It’s cute either way. “Well. The dancing was nice.”

I nod enthusiastically. “Oh, I agree! I was impressed. The group numbers were really eye-catching.”

Carmelita straightens up. “I could dance better, though.”

“Oh?” I smile, quirking an eyebrow. “Is that a fact?”

Xe stands up and takes some faux-ballet position right there on the kitchen floor, pointing xer bare foot. “It’s an opinion, Emmy, but it’s a correct one. Watch!”

A grin spreads across my face as I watch xer improv, all bouncing curls and pointed toes. “Bravo, brava,” I laugh, “do you want me to hum the score?”

“No,” xe says, sliding into a jazz split, “The music’s all in my head.” Xe springs back up to xer feet. “Ta-da!”

I clap as loudly as I can. “Wonderful, kiddo. Can someone gift me tickets to see you perform next time?”

Carmelita grins. “Thank you,” xe says, the picture of smug graciousness. “And are you impressed that I kept my thoughts to myself the whole time we were out? It took all of my politeness not to run up onstage myself.”

I make a thoughtful noise as I pick up xer cardigan and fold it. “Is that why you were so quiet on the trolley ride back? I was wondering if you were just tired.”

“I’m not tired,” xe protested, indignant. “I practically fell asleep in the auditorium!”

“And that performance just now didn’t tire you out?”

“No! I could dance all night if I wanted to.”

“Well,” I say, guiding xer farther into the house with a hand on xer back, “dance this way, won’t you? Even if you’re not tired now, you’ll need to make sure you’re rested and full of energy if you’re going to give me a real performance tomorrow night.”

Carmelita whirls xer head around to look at me. “Can I invite someone else, too?”

I tilt my head. “Sure, who? Someone we can give a call tomorrow morning?”

“It’s a surprise.” Xe looks me straight in the eye, not blinking, like xe does when xe’s lying to me about not lying to me and are daring me to challenge them on it. Or like when I’ve told a terrible pun and xe’s deciding how to berate me for it. “I’ll call them tomorrow.”

“It will be a secret until after breakfast,” I correct, kindly revising xer proposition without being asked, like the thoughtful guardian I am, “and then we will call this mystery person together. Good?”

Xe grins, but tries to make xer eyes look as sad as possible anyway. The resulting expression makes me burst out laughing, which makes Carmelita get the giggles even as xe’s scolding me for not taking xer seriously, and before we know it, we’re in front of xer bedroom door.

“Don’t forget to brush your teeth,” I remind xer, “just because cavities hurt and bone replacements are expensive and all. You still have enough toothpaste, right?”

Xe wrinkles xer nose. “I hate it when you call them bones. It’s gross.”

“But like, ‘cleaning your bones’ sounds much cooler than brushing your teeth, right? And you’re more likely to do cool stuff than—“

“I aaaalways brush my teeth!” Carmelita presses xer forehead against the side of my body to express exactly how weary xe is of this conversation. “And yes. I have enough toothpaste.”

“Okay, tell me when you’re close to being out, and I’ll buy you more. In the same or new flavor.”

“I... know.” Xe yawns mid-sentence.

I kiss xer on the top of the head. “Goodnight, Carmelita. Thanks for going to see a terrible show with me tonight.”

Xe wraps xer arms around me in a quick, tight hug, then darts into xer bedroom.

I make my way back downstairs, softly humming the curtain call melody and feeling just a bit as though I’m dancing as I go.

[thatothercosplayer]

?̯̥̤ͅ??̩̗̺͓͍ͅ?̯̞͎̩̮̤͈?̪?͖̙̺̫̯͖?̻̙͔͔͚?̲̲̻̖?̫̰̮͍̰,̳̖ ?̪?͇̣̺̖̺ͅ:̻?̜̬ͅ?͓̺̹̫

The skeleton rested its bony hands on its hips. “Honestly, your majesty. I’ve never seen you so spaced out before! Come, quickly!” It looked around shiftily. “We must return post-haste! You never know when danger shall approach!” 

The skeleton turned to run, and Keiko rubbed her temples. “Wait, wait, wait- at least give me your name?” She asked. 

The skeleton paused, skull pivoting on its neck to look behind it. “Oh! I’m terribly sorry! I wasn’t under the impression you needed a refresher!” It let out, the rest of the body turning to face Keiko. “I’m Napoleon! Napoleon Bone-a-part!” 

Keiko stared. 

“Get it? Because...I’m a skeleton?” Napoleon wore its best goofy grin. 

“....hah.” Keiko looked away. “I’ve got another question. How’d you find me?” 

“Well, you know, it was chance,” Napoleon began. “But I mean, I kind of saw the gate open in the sky, so I had assumed you’d just decided to leave for some reason and then come back.” 

She furrowed her brows. “Alright. Then...if you serve me, why are you all the way out here?” 

The skeleton paused. 

“...you know, that’s a good question. I’d say I’m racking my brain, but, well...” Napoleon knocked on its skull. “I don’t have one!” 

She blew a bang out of her eyes, cocking her lips to the side. “Tch.” Looking out on the horizon, Keiko could feel this...this...nagging feeling. Like she was being drawn somewhere. It was calling to her, almost. 

Pushing Napoleon aside, she shoved her hands in her pockets. “Alright, you. Let’s go. You better not get under my skin.” 

“Well, I can’t fathom how I’d do that, seeing as you already have a skeleton!” Napoleon joked. Keiko groaned in response. “Look. I’m already, like...thiiiis close to laying you out flat. So if you would maybe dial back the puns, that’d be great.” 

Napoleon nodded. “...so, what you’re saying is...” The skeleton tapped its chin. “...you have a bone to pick with me?” 

Keiko’s eye twitched.

Napoleon leaned over, taking off its foot and opening its jaw. It then proceeded to lodge its foot in its mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Keiko held it for a moment before exhaling. “....ANYWAYS...we’ve got a while to go. So don’t try me.” 

---

The journey was long and mostly uneventful. As they drew closer to their destination, Keiko felt the tugging within her grow stronger. It was becoming unbearable. Finally, they reached their destination- it was a twisted, malshapen, blackened castle surrounded by rivers of lava. 

“Subtle,” Keiko said out loud as she went up to the front gate. There were two guards on either side, who were gigantic, super-ripped minotaur dudes. They both had big-ass spears. They wore black and white armor, which was tipped with spikes on the shoulders. A belt of skulls adorned their waists.

“Like, hold on, man,” the minotaur on the left said, leaning its spear out to stop Keiko. “The boss lady, like...hasn’t left. So who are you?” 

Napoleon ran up. “This is the Kaiser! Can’t you tell?” The skeleton gestured at her.

“Shut it, you grommet,” the minotaur on the right stated. “You’re just, like, a little drop in the pond, man. So shut up, or I’ll like...break your bones! Yeah!” 

Napoleon saluted. “No bones about it! I’ll shut up!” 

Keiko narrowed her eyes. “Wait, wait. So...you’re minotaurs working in this hellscape for someone else...and you have...surfer accents? Alright, fuck it, whatever, I just won’t even think about it. My name is Keiko, I fell down here, now take me to whoever is in charge so I can leave or whatever.” 

The minotaurs looked at each other, before nodding. They both jutted their spears at the woman. 

“You’re under arrest, Keiko,” the left minotaur said. “We’re gonna like, take you to the most bodacious one.” 

There was no response from Keiko. 

“...oh, right. We’re taking you to the boss lady,” the left minotaur repeated. 

“Aaaah, okay.” Keiko put her hands up, and allowed herself to be escorted inside. 

Napoleon...Napoleon got left outside. 

“Man...boned again!” 

---

The interior of the castle was monochrome, save for its inhabitants. The architecture had no logic or reason to it; it merely was. Endless flights of stairs spiraled and crisscrossed, going upside down and backwards. Windows and doors hung in the air or rested at the end of the random flights of steps. 

Keiko didn’t even try to memorize the way she was being taken. She was just along for the ride at this point. 

At last, she was brought to two great doors. 

“Your royal badassness! We’ve got, like...well, you should just see this,” the left minotaur stated.  

“Bring them in, Frank,” a familiar voice called out. 

The double doors were thrown wide open to reveal, sitting at the end of a great hall on a throne...a woman who looked exactly like Keiko. She wore ebony armor, with with ivory embellishments here and there. 

The minotaurs brought Keiko down to the throne, before tossing her at the woman’s feet. 

The stranger leaned forwards in her throne, grinning. “Well, well...what do we have here? Me?” 

[aarunomura]

MARGINAL#4「IDOL OF STARLIGHT KISS」CD Vol.2 Full Drama - Eru & Aru (Translation)

★ Please DO NOT re-translate or post this translation anywhere.

TRACK 1: Everyday With Eru

*door opens* *door closes*

*sigh* I’m exhausted... I did a lot of talking today. Ah, ah. Good, it doesn’t look like I’m losing my voice. By the way, I wonder where Manager went. I haven’t seen her since recording ended...

[0:35] *door opens* *door closes* *footsteps*

Hm? Manager! Good work! Gosh, where were you? You were late so I thought you probably forgot where the dressing room was. Haha! I’m kidding. There’s no need to be that upset. But, I was pretty lonely without you here, you know.

Fufu, I’m not exactly angry about that. But... you were pretty late. Where did you go? Eh? Snacks?! For me?!

[1:21] 

Thank you~ Wah! Cream puffs! They look so good~! I was just in the mood for something sweet. Fufu, knowing what kind of food I want to eat, are you perhaps psychic? Or... is it because we’re going out that you’ve come to know what I’m thinking...? You don’t have to be that surprised. Since it’s the truth. You are technically my girlfriend, no?

[2:06]

You’re dodging the question. By the way, exactly why did Aru suddenly come up in this conversation? Aru’s not a kid anymore so he can do it properly. And plus, Chang’s there with him so he’ll be fine. Or is it that you want to be where Aru is...?

Then it’s fine, right. We’re finally alone together so let’s enjoy this time we have between ourselves. ‘Kay? Anyway, it’ll be a waste if these cream puffs go stale so let’s eat!

TRACK 2: Sweet Time With Sweet Sweets

Hmm... Hey, which one will you have? This one looks tasty, doesn’t it. Time to dig in.

So good! I can’t get enough of the crispiness of the pastry and the smooth, creamy texture of the custard.

Fufu, really? I wonder if I’ll be a good food critic. You really think so?! Do I look like I have a talent for it? Then how about I get Manager to land me a job as a food critic~? Haha, just kidding. Hm?

[0:58] *amused*

You have cream on your cheek. Ah, not there. The other side. Here, here. Fufu. Gosh, fine. Face this way.

[1:18] *kiss* 

Thanks for the delicious treat. There’s no one else besides us so there’s no need to worry. And besides, even if someone does come in, we should just show off to them. Haha, sorry sorry. I’m only kidding. Truth is, I wanted to spend time like this with you. The both of us have been busy lately so we haven’t been able to hold hands like this, either, right?

[2:00] *He takes your hand.*

I was also lonely, you know. Just for a little while is fine, so let me touch you for a little while longer? Ah, you don’t have to worry about the door. I secretly locked it earlier, you see.

[2:29] *amused*

I prefer the word “smart”. Now that that’s out of the way, how about I have a taste of your lips that are sweeter than these cream puffs? 

*kiss* Fufu, even though I only kissed you once, you’ve already gone bright red on me. Not to mention your eyes are growing wet with tears. You really are cute, aren’t you, Manager. Still can’t get enough of it? Got it. I’ll kiss you until you’re satisfied. Come on, close your eyes...

TRACK 3: Pay More Attention To Me

*phone rings*

Wah! A call? That’s a work call, right? Focus on me right now. Fine then, pick it up.

[0:17] *You go to pick up the phone.*

Even though things were getting good... Hm? Chang?

*starts sulking* ......So you care about Chang that much, I see. Even though your boyfriend is me, you choose Chang. Hey... Have you come to hate me now...? Even though I love you thiiiis much... *kiss* Even your ears are thiiis red... How cute... Manager. *kiss* Oh? You’re already giving in? But things were just getting interesting.

[1:33]

Eh? A message from Chang? Hello? ...I’m not teasing her. Anyway, don’t lay your hand on other people’s girlfriend. Bye. *hangs up*

Gosh. Manager, Chang didn’t say anything strange to you, did he? That’s good then. Got it? Even if Chang confesses to you, you have to properly tell him: “I’m dating Eru-kun so no thank you.”

[2:14]

Sorry... for cutting off the call like that. I’ll properly apologise afterwards. Whenever you’re talking with Chang, you look somewhat lively... I was thinking that you’re different to when you’re talking to me... And Chang is an adult as opposed to me. When I think about how Chang probably looks more charming in your eyes than me, who gets jealous over a small thing like this... I just become jealous.

Sorry, for saying something pathetic... But I want you to always look at only me. I want you to think of only me. The one to protect you, I alone am more than enough. After all, your boyfriend is me. I knew it... You’re angry...?

[3:33]

Are you really that happy... to hear my true feelings? Were you actually worried about how I felt about you...? Sorry... for making you anxious. But I really do love you. Until you believe me, I’ll say it again and again. I love you.

Hehe, somehow, this is a little embarrassing. But hearing you say that you love me as well makes me happy. Mhm. Right now, I’m super happy. Hey, tell me you love me once more. Fufu, my girlfriend is truly the cutest in the world. Stay by my side forever.

TRACK 4: How I Truly Feel

You know, I didn’t think that I would come to love you this much. I get jealous just from seeing you talk to other guys; I want you all to myself; when it comes to you, I no longer feel like myself. I’d always thought that listening to what adults say and going along with them so that things will go smoothly was a good thing. But it’s no use at all. When you’re here by my side, I feel like fawning all over you and saying selfish things. Even though usually, I’d have no problem suppressing my feelings. It looks like it’s your fault that I’m losing my mind.

[0:59]

Eh? Is the way I am right now really that great...? ...It’s proof that I’ve become honest...? ...Honest without holding back...? Then, there’s no need for me to hold back in saying that I love you, right? Then in front of Atom-kun and the others, I’m going to say, “I love Manager!”

Haha! I’m kidding. Don’t worry, I’ll only say those words in front of you. Hey, I love you. I truly love you.

[2:01] *sulks*

Gosh, here I am, whispering words of love to you, and yet you’re getting all embarrassed...!

Hm? Ah, it’s already this time? Time sure flies when you’re having fun. It’s time I get ready for the upcoming recording. I’ll also give you a talk that will win your heart so look forward to it, okay~? 

Ah, right. I have one request before I go. Give me a good-bye kiss?

[2:50] *sulks*

Because~ There’s no knowing when there’ll be another opportunity like this again. Just one is fine, ‘kay? Aww... So you won't give me what I want even though I’m being honest here and asking you from the bottom of my heart... I’m so heart-broken I could cry...!

[3:12] *excited*

Really?! I’ll close my eyes then. Come on, hurry~

*You kiss him.*

Thanks. Then, as thanks... *kiss* I love you. From here on out, I’ll keep on loving you.

TRACK 5: Everyday With Aru

*footsteps*

Thank you very much for today! I look forward to the next time when I can work with you again.

*hustle and bustle* *door opens* *door closes*

*sigh* Good work. Of course! No matter how many times I’ve experienced work alone, I can’t get used to it. And plus, since being the very first guest on a brand new program is a heavy responsibility, I was being unnecessarily tense. You too, Manager, thank you for your hard work. You really saved me by being there by my side the whole way through. I wonder if I did it right. Really? I'm happy to hear you say that. By the way, which part in particular was good?

[1:07]

The host was certainly a very great listener so I also had fun talking. If you could tell that I was enjoying myself, then I’m glad. Hehe. Sorry for worrying you. At first, I couldn’t help but be frozen stiff... and I also thought it was strange, but once I started talking, I clicked into gear. My heart was racing once I was done though. I had difficulty talking to the staff earlier as well, and there was an audience there during the recording, but with everyone in the Star Cluster there, I was able to feel relaxed.

[1:49]

Ah, you noticed? Yup yup, I was really happy that everyone in the Star Cluster came to watch. It makes me happy that they are supporting me even when I’m by myself. I need to make an effort to be able to talk more smoothly so as to not let everyone down!

Thank you. The fact that you’re praising me that much means that things went really well today, doesn’t it. But since I don’t want to drag others down when MARGINAL#4 makes an appearance, I need to reflect on myself. I realise once again just how much I am saved by everyone always. And, by you too, Manager.

[2:34]

Yeah. During today’s recording, when I was a little troubled or when I was in a panic, I was watching you. You were gently smiling my way the entire time. Whenever I see you like that, I gradually feel calm and at ease. And also, I can’t show my girlfriend, whom I love, a pitiful side of me. Because I really do want you to think of me as cool. That might be difficult with the way I am right now though.

Really? Hehe, I'm so happy. Thank you. Umm... You’re always cute as well. I mean it! I really do always think that.

[3:37]

Ah! Th-That reminds me! Eru and the others will be meeting up with us after this, right? So everyone else also has individual work today. Atom-kun is on a live news program, and Eru has a magazine photo shoot. Rui-kun is filming for a quiz show, right? Ah, so everyone has also already finished with their work. They’re on their way here? I see. Atom-kun’s live broadcast was recorded at the agency, was it? Is it alright if we watch it afterwards? Thanks! Since this is Atom-kun we’re talking about here, I’m sure the program was lively.

[4:21]

Eh?! Really?! Coming first on the quiz show, Rui-kun is amazing! He might be asked to come back on the show then. By the way, what about Eru? Do you think he did fine? I see! For him to land a special feature on the front cover, I bet Eru’s happy! 

Hehe, even though this isn't about me, I'm so happy. Everyone is making their own achievements. I need to work harder to produce results too! Thank you! Alright, I’m going to work hard so as to be called back again! Please continue to give me your support, Manager!

TRACK 6: Secret Special Training With You

But a method to be called back again, huh. I guess all I can really do is give it my all. Eh? Mmm, and more specifically, “How?” huh. You’re right about that. There’s no point if we don’t consider that, huh. There are various problems, but for the time being, I think I’d like to get rid of my nervous habit. If I can clear even that, I can go into it at full force from the very beginning.

...? You've gone quiet all of a sudden; what's wrong? Eh? A good method? 

[0:47] *flustered*

...! M-Manager...! W-What are you standing so close for? Eh?! This is a good method, you say? It’s true that my heart is racing though. But, how should I put it, it’s different to the feeling I get because of my nerves... When you say to stay like this for a little while longer, how long do you mean...?

If it’s until I get used to it, then we’ll probably stay like this forever. After all, for my heart to no longer beat so fast when I’m with you is impossible. Are you okay? With our eyes locked on each other this close up, don't you feel nervous? I-I see. If you’re trying not to be, then I’ll also try. So don’t avert your eyes from me. Th-Then, here I go...

[2:11] *breathes in and out slowly*

Hey, I said to not avert your eyes from me, didn’t I? Look straight my way. Come, face this way. I-I knew it, I can’t do this!

[2:42] *hugs*

It’s impossible for my heart to not beat so fast. I feel so happy I can't take it. And plus, while I do want to get rid of the racing feeling I get due to my nerves, I don't ever want to lose the racing feeling I get when I'm thinking of you. Because it’s an important proof that I love you.

[3:17]

I’m sorry. You went out of your way to accompany me with practice, and yet I can’t do it properly... Eh? Your face is bright red. Could it be that your heart is racing too? I see. Then that makes me happy.

[3:42] *laughs* 

For the both of us to be both red in the face doing this kind of thing, it’s a little strange, isn’t it. *laughs* Hey. Can I kiss you? S-Sorry for suddenly asking you something strange. It’s just that my love for you wouldn’t stop overflowing that I felt like kissing you. Can I? Thank you.

*breathes in and out slowly*

Then, can you close your eyes for me? I love you. I truly love you. *kiss*

TRACK 7: Love’s Blessing

No matter how many times we do this, I still get nervous. But I really do want to treasure this fluttering feeling. It’s not a strange suggestion at all! It’s something you came up with for my sake, and I think it’ll be good practice for when I try it with someone else. It's just...

To me, you are a special girl, and I can't explain it well, but the meaning completely changes when I’m gazing at you. You see, I don’t want to take your touch for granted. No matter how many years go by, I don’t ever want to forget the joy of being together with you. Because you’re a wonderful girlfriend who’s too good for me.

[1:05]

I’m going to work hard! I’ll be the coolest boyfriend in the world so that I can make your heart race forever. Hm? *smiles* Thank you. You saying that makes me happy. Yeah. I know. That you truly think that. That’s why I’m so happy. You always give me your honest feelings. I really love that about you. Hey, can I kiss you one more time? *leans in for a kiss*

[2:06] *phone rings*

?! I-Is that your phone? It’s not, right? You can hear it from outside? ...D-Don’t tell me...!

*opens door*

You three! W-Why are you here? Eh? Ah, It’s already time to meet up...? Anyway, how long were you there for...? Eh?! So that means you heard our entire conversation? You should’ve called out to us...! 

Aaahhh!! Y-You don’t have to mention the “happy mood”! Uuu... How embarrassing... Even if you say that, I’ll still be bothered by it...Eh? Drink? A-Anything is fine... Anyway, that’s not it! Wait! Geez... Not you too, Eru...

[3:22] *door closes*

Uuu... That expression... He’s definitely going to tease me when we get back... *sigh* Who would’ve thought that everyone was standing outside... I didn’t notice at all... I’m sure they were trying to be considerate, but they could’ve just come in normally... Ahh, but if they had walked in on us, I guess it would’ve been awkward...

Umm... Sorry... A-As I thought, I’m going to buy drinks for everyone!

*You grab his arm.*

Hmm? What’s wrong...?

TRACK 8: Feelings Expressed With My Lips

Ah... Manager......? Ah... Could it be that you didn’t like the fact that everyone heard our conversation? Of course you would feel that way. I’m sorry for not noticing. I... was too caught up in the moment that I couldn’t see anything else but you. It wouldn’t be strange for us to be seen together by anyone since this is the dressing room, and yet, it’s all my fault that things turned out this way.

[0:44]

No, I should’ve gotten a better grip on myself. You were only trying to help me out with overcoming my nerves, but no matter what, I couldn't hold myself back. You looking at only me looked too adorable that I couldn't think about anything else. 

Since you are always watching everything around you as Manager, there is little time for you to think about only me. Of course, I don't think that as a bad thing at all. When I see you working hard for our sake, I can become positive and feel that that I also need to put in the effort as the leader. But... I was so happy with the time we had together alone, and when I thought about how you were all mine right now, I couldn't think of anything else.

[1:56]

If I was stronger, I think I would've thought all kinds of things through properly and had a better grip on myself. But... I can't do that yet... I keep letting my emotions get the better of me. I want to be able to firmly protect you and everyone else. I want to be stronger so as to not trample on anyone's feelings too. No, I have to be. Right? I was flustered earlier, but I'll work hard so that I can stand by your side in front of everyone with confidence. Until then, I'm going to put in my utmost effort in my own clumsy way.

[2:53]

I truly am sorry for putting you in an embarrassing situation! Everyone is kind so I’m sure they’ll brush it off as nothing, but you’re bothered by it, right? I’ll be careful so that this won’t happen ever again. I'll kiss you only when it really is just us two alone.

[3:18]

Eh? Am I wrong? And here I was under the impression that you held me back because you didn’t like how everyone knew. It's fine, whatever it is, say it. I'll accept it, no matter what it is. 

Eh?! Continuing from where we left off...? I-I see! It’s cause our kiss got interrupted earlier? Hearing that from you... *hugs* I'm so happy. Is it... really okay? Then, I'm going to kiss you.

[4:22] *kiss*

Cute. Your face is all red and feels hot just like an apple. I'm sure my face is just as red as yours. I wonder if it shows just how much I love you. When I hug you like this, I can really tell that your heart is racing for me as well. I love you. Let's be together forever.

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➤ IDOL OF STARLIGHT KISS Vol.2 Short Story Translation

[duketheman]

"The Newport Story" ~Generation 4~ John Ross, The Future 2019

My son was just five years old when his Mother passed away. I would have thrown in the towel if it wasn't for that little guy. He was the glue that held me together.

He decided to attend the Military Marine Academy, -College Preparatory School- in Harlingen Texas. Now he's scheduled to graduate on October 25, 2020. He's preparing to go to US Naval Academy in Maryland. He's making the Old man Proud. Mary has done well with him. The two of them love each other as if they were blood. She adopted him shortly after we were married. I really feel in my heart that Julia guided us to her. She brought me back to God. I left him for a while after Julia's death but she came to me in a Dream & brought me back.

You see: I blamed God for Julia's Death! That was wrong & I've asked His forgiveness, He's granted it.

We've had a pretty perfect life together the three of us, Mary was JR's Teacher for a while. She really taught him allot. He's smart as a whip. Julia would be so proud of that boy!

Spring break is coming up & JR is coming Home.

April 15 Spring Break

Arrives home 5:30am & I'm off to the Airport to pick up JR. I have to admit I'm a bit excited. I haven't seen my son in three months. Mary's ecstatic & can barely hold herself together. She's stayed behind to assure everything's perfect for her John Ross! I arrive at the airport by 7:00am. JR's flight is on time, he clears security & picks his bags up. He meets me outside the security ropes & we load up the Beamer. I say: ~Son, Glad to see you, you're looking good!~He replies: ~Thanks Dad, They treat us well! Where's Mom?~ I reply: ~She wanted to come, but she had some things she needed to handle!~ He replies: Sure Dad, I get, it, she's gonna surprise me. I love my Mom with all my heart! (he laughs under his breath)....... We get home by 9:30am & Mary's waiting on the steps. She doesn't even give us a chance to get out of the car. She runs up & around to the passenger door, pulls it open & yells: ~John Ross, 'O John Ross, 'O how I've missed you!~ Now I'm not even going to try to tell how many kisses she smothered that boy with, but it's amazing he was even able to recover from themI unload the bags & take them into the hos while Mary drags her JOHN ROSS by the arm, so not to lose him. We open the door to all of JR's closest friends at their loudest: SUPRIIIIISEEl!! JR knew it was coming but for his Mother's sake; he acted like it was the biggest surprise of his life. I noticed he was walking around looking for someone, like a lost puppy, suddenly a knock & Mary yells: ~JR, It's for you!~ It was Kellyanne Richards, JR's Girlfriend. I heard my wife say: ~He's sure going to be happy to see you!

Conversation between ~John Ross & Kellyanne~

Tuesday April 16

JR asks me: ~Dad, you have any tours scheduled today?~ I reply No son, why?~ He asks: Well, you think you could let me take the "Willow"out today? I'd like to take Kellyanne out to see the Dolphins swim. You know how beautiful they are Dad?~ Suddenly it was like Julia speaking through JR! I reach & grab some the keys off the hook & toss them to him saying: ~Just be careful & keep your eyes on the horizon?~ He replies: ~I will Dad, thanks Dad.~ He begins to walk away, turns around & says: Mom, Dad; I love you! Walks out the door!

I kiss my wife & say Mary: ~I'm going over to see George Richards~ She replies: Kellyanne's Father?, Poor Dear, he lost a leg to a Shark not too long ago. Their having a bit of a hard go at it!~ I reply: ~I know Darling, I'm going to try to change that. I'm going to offer the man a job. I can use some help on the "Willow" & he can handle it. It's legit & not charity!~ She replies: ~Harry, you are still the greatest man with the biggest heart I know! & I love you more with every day that goes by!~ I reply: ~My Darling, without you, I'm nothing. You're Every breath of air I breathe. I love you! I shall see you when I return.~ I got in my Beamer & headed towards Mr Richards House on Park Ave, just a few blocks away! 

I get to the Richards House & Ring the Doorbell!

Lucy (Lucille) Richards opens the door & asked: ~Yes Mr Newport, can I do something for you?~ I reply: ~Yes Mam, Is Mr Richards available? I have a proposition for him?~ She opens the door & motions me to come in & follow her to where he's sitting on a recliner watching TV. I ask: ~Mr Richards, I'm in need of a hand on my boat, the "Willow"! It's become too much for me to drive it & take care of the tourists too. Only requirements are that you steer the boat, watch the horizon for any changes & consider yourself second in command. Also no drinking for the crew while on duty for safety reasons! I've heard somewhere you're somewhat an experienced Sailor. Pays $550.00 per week. I could really use the help!~ I see a sad but proud man, struggle whether to accept or not! He asks me: ~Mr Newport, Me know ya to be a kind & charitable man! Me can respect dat! This ain't no Handout is it? Cause Mr Newport, me just can't bring meself to be takin no charity!~ I reply: ~Mr Richards, I assure you Sir, I need help, you need a job & I thought I'd offer it to you first! Either way, the job needs to be filled. It's not charity!~ He stands on one leg, smiles & asks his wife: ~Lucy, Baby; bring me Captain a drink?~ She replies: ~Okay George~ She brings a bottle of J W Black & Two Shot Glasses. He raises his Glass & makes a toast: Captain Newport Sir, Me at Ya service Sir! Me won't let ya down!~ I reply: ~I know! Never had a doubt

Mr Richards!~ He asks me: ~Me name be George Sir, please Sir? I reply: ~Very well then, George it is! 7:15am, George, Pier 17. Is that okay?~ He replies: ~aye aye Captain, See ya in the mornin & Captain, Me be thankin ya~ I reply: ~George, it's me that needs to be thanking you, I was really in a bind. You all have a great rest of the day now!~

Meantime out on the "Willow" Conversation between ~John Ross & Kellyann~ I say: ~Kellyanne, have you ever seen anything so beautiful?~ She replies: ~They're like Angels of the sea, absolutely beautiful.~ I reply: ~Before my Mother died, we use to come out here & watch them all the time!~ She Notes: But your mom is still alive John Ross!~ I continue: ~Sure. She's my Mother as far as I'm concerned & I love her just the same. But when I was just five years old, my Mother Julia died from a Brain Tumor. She died really young. My Dad took it hard. Mary was my First grade Teacher. I was seven when they fell in love. I was happy because he needed somebody & I really liked Mary. Now Mary as far as I'm concerned, she's my Mother! She's legally adopted me as hers!~ She asks : ~John Ross, Do you love me?~ I reply: ~Kellyanne, I love you so much that I can't even think at night sometimes. I love you so much that all I want to do is hold you next to me & know you're there. You make me feel like I'm all that matters in the world Kelly Ann. I love you Kellyanne more than I can ever say & I intend to one day spend the rest of my life with you!~ She replies: ~'O John Ross, I love you so!~ I explain it's time to start back to shore! I start the boat up & we head into shore!

We get back to the Marina at 6:00pm & I tie the "Willow" to the pilings. We hop in Mom's car & head home. We get to Kellyann's house. I get out of the car, walk around to the passenger side & open the door. I offer my hand to Kellyanne & help her out of the car. I walk her to the door & kiss her goodnight. Suddenly her Mother opens the door & says: ~Hi kids, how was your day? Kellyann replies: 'O Mom, The Dolphins were so Beautiful, simply Beautiful! I had a wonderful time!~ Kellyanne's Mother turns to me & says: ~How've you been John Ross. How's School? I reply: ~it's been good Mam, & School's going well too, thank you Mam!~ Well Goodnight Mam, Kellyanne! Oh & please tell Mr Richards Goodnight for me too Mam?~ I head home!

Conversation between ~Kellyanne & Her Mother~ Mrs Richards turns to her daughter & says: ~Kellyann? He's such a fine young Gentleman. & smiles.~ She Smiles at her Mother & replies: Yes, I know Mama, I'm going to marry him one day. Mama, did you know John Ross is going to attend the Naval Academy? He's already been accepted!~ Mrs Richards takes her daughter in her arms & hugs her, telling her how much she loves & how proud she is of her.

I get home at about 8:00pm & hang the keys to the "Willow" & Mom's car. Mom walks into the kitchen and says: ~Hungry son? I Answer: I sure am Mom, especially for your cooking!~ She replies: You sit down & I'll fix you something to eat!~ She kisses me on the cheek, smiles & winks at me. My Mom has the cutest wink that will make you feel warm inside! I say:~Mom: I love, I've loved you since I can't remember. But I know it's been a long time.~She replies~ You know what John Ross? Same here, I've always loved you! Always! She's making me Cheeseburgers, I love Cheeseburgers. My Mom knows the way to my heart, but she's already got it. But hey, little extra don't hurt! Hahaha. I eat, kiss my Mom, thank her for the burgers & French fries go figure! I say: ~Goodnight Mom! I love you thiiiis MUCH!~ (STRETCHING MY ARMS OUT) She replies: ~Me more my John Ross~ With that wonderful smile of hers & that magical wink that makes me feel so good & warm inside! ~Goodnight John Ross & remember how much I love you!~ She cleans the dishes & goes upstairs. I go to my room, take a shower, call Kellyann & tell her I love her. Roll over & fall asleep! Wednesday April 17 Pier 17 Harry & George I'm up by 3:30am & Mary has me a good breakfast ready. My wife makes sure I'm taken care of even if I don't! She's my Angel & my Best friend! I'm off to work by 6:00am. I arrive at The Marina by 7:00am & I see George standing there on a Peg leg, big smile & holding 2 large cups of hot coffee! First thing I thought of was an old pirate movie. Anyways, the man was on time & that means something to me! I say: ~Good morning George, how goes it?~ He replies: ~All be well Captain, Me brought ya coffee Captain~ I reply: ~Thank you George! I sure can use it. You must be a mind reader?~ (Laughing under his breath) He replies: ~aye Captain! Be a trick me learnt in the Navy!~ I say: ~George, we still have a little time. So it's sort of like a flight check! Have to make sure our tanks are full. Oil level's good & pressure's right! Then we're always watching the horizon, you know why George, don't you?~ He replies: ~aye Captain, dem der storms be comin up on ya like da Spirits of Hell all at once & swallow ye up in dem swells like a whale!~ I reply: ~You're a smart man George! There's our Clients, the O'Brien's. We're just out three hours & back for a total of six hours! Not bad!~ He replies: ~aye aye Captain!~ I'm going to enjoy working with George. Very nice fellow. They board the boat & Don Life jackets. George takes the Helm & guides her out to sea slow & steady! I say he's quite good at it & I'm quite happy I hired him. The day goes great in every way possible & George did everything expected of him & more. I couldn't ask for a better Mate! We get back to the Marina at 2:30pm. Tie the "Willow" to the pilings & give her a good washing! 4:00pm We're done: ~Need a ride George?~ He replies: ~aye Captain, if ya not be mindin. Save me from havin me wife fetchin me. Aah she's a good woman dat Lucy. Can't fine no better. Stuck by me through me worst I say. Me be lovin her, just hope she be known it Captain!~ I reply: ~She's still with you George, that says it all. You two have a beautiful young daughter together that loves you both. I seen how Lucy looks at you. She loves you George! Tears fall from his eyes: ~Me be thankin ya Captain, ya be a good man! Ahh, we're here. See ya in the mornin Captain. Ya be havin a good night~ I reply: ~You betcha George, get some rest!~

5:30pm 

I'm home & hungry. I can smell Mary's fried Chicken. She make the best in all the South & I'm willing to wager on that! I see Kellyanne is here. JR's pushing her on the swing. Brings back memories of those two when they were young. Never thought they would fall in love. Glad it's her, she's a nice girl, reminds me of his Mother! I walk in the house & kiss my wife hello & say: ~How'd your day go Darling? Good I hope.~ She replies: 'O Darling, it was a lovely day. I've planned a wonderful dinner for us tonight & Kellyann will be joining us! Would you like to invite Mr & Mrs Richards?~ I reply: ~ Okay Dear, I'll give it a go right now!~ I pick up the phone & dial George's number:& ask: ~George, we were wondering if you'd like to join us for dinner tonight? I can guarantee you my wife Mary makes the Best Fried Chicken in all the South. I'm willing to wager on that!~ George ponders & repeats: Fried Chicken? ~ Dat be me favorite! Ya be known where to striken a man in da gut.. aye Captain, Lucy & me & Me presume me little girl be already der (laughing under his breath) be honored Sir. What time we be expected Captain?~ I reply: ~Sevenish is fine my friend!~ He replies: ~aye Captain. Sevenish it be!~ I tell Mary that they've accepted & she's quite happy about it. She continues preparing her feast. She's even got Blueberry pies. JR is going to be big headed tonight! Mama took care of her Little Man! God she's quite a woman! 6:55pm

The Richards arrive! Myself & JR meet them at the Car & walk them to the house. Kellyanne is helping Mary in the Kitchen! Before we even get to the house, George takes a huge wiff & says: ~Sure be smelin like sometin good Captain. Don't it be Lucy?~ Lucy replies: ~Smells delicious Mr Newport & asks: ~It's Fried Chicken?~ I reply: ~It is Mrs Richards! Best fried chicken in all the South.~ She smiles & asks: ~Please, call me Lucy?~ I reply: Very well, Lucy it is!, By the way, my name is Harry. We are all friends, aren't we?~ We all laugh & go in the house! I escort them to the living room & ask: Drinks? Lucy replies: ~Just a little wine thank you!~ I ask: ~George?~ He replies: Cold Beer?~ I ask: ~Florida Beer or just Good old Bud?~ He replies: ~Me be likin Bud Captain Harry! Dat be what we be drinkin der where we be from!~ I ask: ~Where are you originally from George?~ He replies:~Uston, Texas. Me Grandpa come over from cross da pond befer me Daddy was born. He done work der in da Oilfields. Me Grandpa, he telled stories of a fella be known as Joe & a Princess he falled in love with & he married. She loved him & gived up her Royalty. I grew up in Uston & met me Lucy there. We got married & moved to Key Largo where our Kellyanne was born.~ I ask: ~You say your Grandfather knew Joe? His name was Charles Joseph Newport Sr. My Grandfather. What a coincidence! He was an Oilman in Houston, Texas in 1928! I never knew that about my Grandma Nippy gave up a title for love!. She was never one to Brag! George, we were destined to be friends, family!, I'm Famished, how about everybody else?~ Everyone: ~Here here!~ I sit at the end of the table. George sits at my left hand. Lucy sits next to George. JR sits at my right hand. Kellyann will help Mary serve dinner then take her place at JR's side. Mary will sit next to Kellyanne. After we're all seated, I say Grace......... Amen! George is the first to compliment: ~Mrs Newport Mam~ Mary stops him and asks: ~Please, call me Mary~ He continues:~Mary, dis be da best fried Chicken in all da Land! Ooouii it be good~ He turns to Harry & grins! Mary replies: ~George: Got Blueberry pie for dessert!~ He reacts: ~Mmmmh, me be hopin me save enuff fer da rest of y'all. Dats me favorit pie!~ He looks around the table, winks & laughs! He says: Me save ya some! Dinner finished up & the ladies got together & cleaned up! We three men went into the living room for Drinks, Coke for JR. I asked: ~Scotch George?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, me be thankin ya~ I pour us a shot each & JR cracks a bottle of iced down Coke & we toast family. We talk about how our Grandparents knew each other & we didn't even know it. God has a way of bringing people together! Now to our Children. George asks: ~John Ross, Me Kellyanne be sayin ya been accepted in dat der Navy Academy in Maryland!~ He replies: ~Yes Sir, Mr Richards. My specialty training will be as a Riverine on an Assault Craft. I'm confident that as an officer in the Marine Corps of the United States of America, I will make my parents proud as well as Kellyanne & my Country! George looks at him, looks at me, shakes his head & says: ~Me Ladd, ya one of few & be a good boy. Me be glad dat it be ya me Kellyanne got eyes fer!~ He replies: ~Thank you Sir!~ I see a pride in my Son's eyes Everytime Kellyanne's name is mentioned. I certainly can relate, it's the same feeling I still have today of Mary & frankly; Julia too! That boy is no boy anymore, he's in love! JR asks me: ~Dad, tomorrow is April 18th, & it's Kellyanne's 15 th Birthday. You think it would be okay if we could throw her a surprise party? I'll be leaving for School Sunday. Just want to give her a great birthday party from me. If that's okay with you too Mr Richards?~ I turn to George & say: ~What do you think George? This concerns you too! George replies: ~ Me think dat be a Grand idea! We be invited?~ JR replies: ~Yes Sir. Of course! I turn to JR & tell him to get with his Mother & Mrs Richards & make the arrangements for tomorrow evening while George & I are on the water. I turn to George & ask: ~That sound good with you George?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, good! Ya be talkin with a big wisdom!~ I tell my son: Okay then: make your arrangements! JR replies: Thanks Dad! Thanks Mr Richards. It's going to be a great party. She's going to love it.~ Mary, Lucy & Kellyann all walk into the room! Mary asks: ~How are you three Gentleman getting along?~ We look at each other, smile shrug our shoulders & while (laughing) We reply: ~Great!~ George says: ~Man talk, jus man talk. ~The Ladies with suspicion on their faces, walk around the room, looking at us, & raising their eyebrows. Suddenly they stop & just sit down, Lucy next to George, Kellyanne next to JR & my Mary next to me! I ask: ~Can I get you Ladies a drink?~ Mary replies: ~White wine please?~ Lucy replies: ~I'd like the same please?~ Kellyanne replies: Thanks, I already have a Dr Pepper!~ I ask: ~ George, another?~ He replies: ~No Sir Harry, me think not! Got work in da Mornin! Want to be me best. But Me be lovin a cup of coffee?~ Mary says: ~George, I thought you asked me for coffee? Already have a pot on!~ George replies: ~Me be thankin ya Mary! Ya be an Angel~ Our Dinner party is over. It's 10:30pm. George, Lucy & Kellyanne all leave for home. I truly believe we're all better for knowing them! Thursday, April 18 I get to the "Willow", lo & behold there stands my second in Command George, holding two hot cups of coffee. Man can I use a cup this morning. I say: ~Hey George, how goes it Mate?~ He replies: ~Da Dawn come, da water be calm. God see fit to allow da two of us to wake dis fine Florda Mornin, Me say it be goin might be fine Captain!~ I reply: ~Well said George, what do you say we make our safety checks & take the extra time to enjoy those cups of coffee you so graciously thought of bringing us?~ He replies~aye Captain Harry, be sondin might good!~ We make the quick check which normally takes no more than five minutes. It's a go over of the night before! We sit down & enjoy that coffee & just talk. George has allot of history behind him. I'm glad he's on my team. I see our clients: I say: ~George, the Fitzsimmons are here. Just six hours of diving at Pennekamp Coral Reef State Park!~ He replies: ~aye Captain~ The clients board the boat & Don Life jackets. George takes the Helm & guides her out towards Pennekamp! We're back to shore by 4:00pm. The Fitzsimmons were very happy with their experience. They gave George a $100.00 tip. They said that he was just such a pleasant fella They will be giving us more business in the future. I thanked them for there business & gave them my card. We cleaned the boat & did our final checks. George tried to give me the hundred dollars. I asked: ~What's this George?~ He replies: ~Me not earn dis Harry!~ I reply: Yes you did George, you're allowed to accept tips. You didn't coerce it from them. They gave it to you because they think you deserve it. You made them feel good because you are a good man! I told George early in the day not to worry about calling his wife, that his house is on the way, besides she's probably been busy all day helping with the party arrangements. So I dropped him off, the party's at 7:00pm, gives me enough time to get cleaned up & ready for the party!

7:00pm "Happy Birthday Kellyanne" Knock on the door! All the guests are here & hiding behind & under what ever they can. I open the door. Kellyann is under the impression that JR has been called back to School early & will leave at 5:00am. She's quite sad & in tears! Her parents are trying their best to console her. George looks at me & raises his left eyebrow in wonder, shakes his head & says to his daughter: ~Der der Kellyann, me little Mermaid, it not be ferever. He'll be back! I welcome them in & close the door. The lights are on dim! Suddenly: SURPRIIIIISE! I turn the lights up & standing in front of all her friends was JR! He Announces: ~Alright everybody! (They begin to sing) 'Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Kellyanne, Happy Birthday to you!~ She begins to cry in happiness. Then she grabs JR & says: ~John Ross, you're not leaving tomorrow, are you?~ He replies: ~No silly, that was just to get you here for the party. Like it?~ She replies: ~'O John Ross, I like everything you do for me. Thank you John Ross. It's Beautiful! Let's Dance?~ Meanwhile, George takes me aside & says: ~Whew, Me glad dat be over! Me little girl almost make me cry. Lucy, God be blessin her, me loves her wit all me heart, wasn't no help! Had to console me little girl all by meself me tell ya!~ Lucy interrupts: ~George, Don't be telling no fibs over there. You know, when it comes to Kellyann, she's her Daddy's little girl! Now George & you know you love it!~ He replies: ~Well der Lucy, ya might be right, & Me love ya Lucy. Me was jus runin me mouth Lucy, havin a bit of fun. Ya be known me?~ She replies: ~I know George, You're my life. I know everything that makes you what you are. I love you.~ She walks over to him & plants a wet one worthy of -well I'd rather not say- I take him to the library where we can have a drink away from the kids. I pull out the Scotch & pour us each some over ice. We toast the kids & join them & our wives in the festivities! The party seems to be a success. Everybody's having a grand time. My son & his Mother learned from the very be best. My Mamaw Nippy passed it on to my Mother. My wife & son inherited it from her. I miss my Parents, I hope they come down for JR's Birthday! The Party girl opens all her gifts & saves JR's for the last!

JR hands her a small gift. She unwraps it. She see the ring & her mouth opens wide! He takes it & slips it on her ring finger & makes a promise: ~Kellyanne, with this ring, I do swear to be true to only you, to never waiver from my heart, for you are my heart. To think of you the first I wake & the last before I sleep & all that is between. Kellyanne, my heart is yours until time exist no more, beyond time itself. I will give my life for you Kellyanne, this I swear before God & all who stands before us!~ It's a promise ring of elegance. Quite beautiful. My son has impeccable taste! George is crying & so is. Lucy & Mary! Kellyanne stands & wraps her arms around JR's shoulders, looks at us like (Please?) we turn our back. I'm sure they kiss. I know they did! It's 10:30pm & the party's shutting down. The kids are saying their goodbyes & leaving. I've got to say this for JR & Kellyanne. Their friends are good kids. Not a bit of trouble out of any of them. Its 11:00pm & my wife is picking up! Lucy says: ~Mary: I'll stay behind & help you clean up?~ She replies: No, no, you three go home, get some rest. George's got to get up early. You need your rest too! I'm just going to get the big stuff! John Ross will help in the morning, won't you Baby?~ He replies: ~ Mom, you go to bed, you're tired. I got this! I can handle it, it'll be done. I promise!~ They say their goodbyes & go home! JR picks up the trash & Garbage. He leaves the smallest stuff for the morning. Then goes upstairs! We take our baths/Showers & go to bed. JR calls Kellyanne as soon as he feels they have enough time to get home. Tonight my son made me very proud the way he made his pledge to Kellyanne. It was much like the one I made to his Mother Julia. I never spoke of that to anyone. But I imagine he naturally has that part of me in him! I asked Mary: ~Darling, you feeling frisky tonight?~ She replies: ~Have you ever known me not to be my love?~ That's my Que! Goodnight all...............! 

It's Friday 5:00am comes awful early & I'm on the road to George's house. Told him I wanted to pick him up for all that coffee he buys me! 5:22:am & I call George from my Cell & tell him I'm here. He's on the way out the door. He gets in the car & we're off to the Marina! We stop by the Cafe Moka & pick up some coffee & doughnuts on the way. It's 6:20am by the time we get here! I say: ~George, let's relax & enjoy our coffee, & there's doughnuts in there too if you want some! Clients aren't due until 9:00am. They just want to go out for two hours & spread their son's ashes. I feel sorry for the couple. Didn't even charge them! So relax buddy & recoup!~ He replies: ~aye Captain Harry, ya be a good man! God be lookin down on ya with favor Sir, aye he be! This sure be good coffee!~ So we relax, drink our coffee & talk, becoming even closer friends. ~It's 8:45am George, let's get this show on the road, the client's will be here in 15 minutes & we want to be ready to shove off!~ He replies: ~aye Captain Harry, we be ready Sir! We make ready the "Willow"! Mr & Mrs Ron Johnson arrives 9:00am sharp. Mrs Johnson (Clara) is carrying a Bronze Urn with her son's ashes in it! She's wearing a black dress suit & hat with a Black Vale. She's in he middle sixties. Mr Johnson is wearing a black suit black, white shirt, black tie. Black hat. He's holding his wife by her arm. I meet them at their Ford LTD & escorted them to the "Willow" I State: Welcome aboard! I give the order: ~Take her out George!~ He replies: ~aye Captain~ He takes the Helm & guides her out to sea at 2 knots, gradually taking her to cruising speed of 40 knots. The Johnson's lost their son to a Drunk driver, illegal alien. He's already back on the streets & nothing anyone can do about it. It's a shame really. Okay, we're here the location they chose! There's a sunken ship down deep, hasn't been found yet, but they say it's down there somewhere! Mrs Johnson said that hers son's last wish was to have his remains spread among the brave spirits that were lost here. She walks to the bow of the boat & opens the Urn, prays a few words & spreads her son's ashes & says: ~I love you Michael. Go with God my son!~ With that we head for home! We get back to the Marina at 1:15pm. We again give our condolences to the Johnsons & I add: ~This is my card. It has my business number as well as my cell on it. If you need anything, I mean anything, please don't hesitate to call?~ Mr Johnson replies: ~Thank you Mr Newport, thank you so much. We really don't know what we would have done without you.~ We shook hands. He looks at George who is busy securing the"Willow" to the pilings & says: ~Thank you too Sir! You made the trip quite pleasant the way you handled this boat. Were you a Navy man Sir?~ George answers: ~aye Sir, Me was Sir. Thank ya fer noticing!~ I escort the couple to their car & return to the boat to clean her up, make our final checks & put her to bed for the weekend!

We hop in the Beamer & Head George says: ~Dis be a fine car ya got here Harry. Keep it real nice ya do Sir! What year it be Harry?~ I reply: ~1969 BMW M3! Blue Book on it runs right at mmmmh $49000.00..~ He replies: ~Wewey Dis be a real nice car. Beautiful car. Makin me want to kiss her. But me wife get jealous hahahaha!~

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So let’s talk about this beautiful s2 poster bc I’m sad and need distraction

(under cut cuz i don’t wanna spam your dashes)

First of all; Here’s our badass daughter Eleven on the top, the monster (tesselhydra?) we already saw in the trailer in the background.

El has her curled hair and bleeding nose, and TWO hands in front of her, in contrast to the s1 poster

where she has only 1 arm outstretched. Maybe a metaphor for her getting stronger? Idk anyway I love her and hope she’ll be okay in this season

onto these three, which are surely connected. Will is lookeing at something in shock - just as in the traileeer! (please give this boy a break goddammit) And Joyce, my sweet worried joyce, is looking at him in confusion with a drawing in her hand - the drawings we saw Will make in the trailer?

And Hopper is behind them with his flashlight looking at something else in confusion. looks like a shot in the trailer (again) I hope he’s gonna be okay too

I’ve been aching to talk about this part because omg STEVE’S SUNGLASSES AHAHAHAHA

and he still has that bat im emotional. 

Why are Nancy and Jonathan so small in thiiiis?? I don’t want them to be left out?! But it seems like our trio is staying together and Steve is gonna be way more important than in s1? I can’t wait to see his relationship with the kids!

My boooyss!! Still on their bikes, looking quite shocked - please don’t hurt my babies

oh and to their left there’s ... billy? Idk much about him but he seems to be hated so fy

special shot for Max cuz i love my skater daughter (she has a pink skateboard under her arm!!) I rlly hope she won’t just be a romantic interest I’d prefer for lucas and dustin to pine over her but for her to be like nah i don’t need no man

and the car and the arcade sign I’ve heard some stuff about that but idk it seems to be important if it’s on the poster?

All together I am SO hyped for s2 I’m like

thx for reading this and tell me what you think about the posterrr

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OKAY BUT CONSIDER A CROSSOVER BETWEEN VOLTRON LD WITH STEVEN UNIVERSE

I don’t know if this has been stated before, but if it has, then I apologise but I just thought of these today and I NEED TO POUR THEM OUT.

I don’t know how or why would the Paladins end up on Beach City (back at earth no less; but then again yakno crossovers never have logic between them anyway) but lets just assume their ship crashed there for whatever reason through a wormhole and they need to get it repaired.

Of course, seeing a SPACESHIP crash landing on the beach, the crystal gems and steven went straight for it. Pearl going all “we’ve never seen this kind of mother ship before,”

Suddenly comes out Allura, pleading them that they come in peace. Plus, when they saw the Paladins they’re like “EARTHLINGS ? FROM THE FUTURE ???”

But anyway, fast forward a lil; to the point of me making this post in the first place; Steven would get along VERY well with EVERYONE on board.

But like, imagine how the Paladins had to switch up their words to describe ‘protecting the Universe from Zarkon but yeah we gotta kill them to do that’ to Steven when starry-eyed Steven asks them what are their job; since like “WE CAN’T RUIN THIS CHILD WITH THIS SORT OF VIOLENCE HOW ???”

Imagine Steven just...getting OVERLY excited over all the cool tech they have, and don’t even get him started on the Lions. He’d be like “WOOOAAAH YOU GUYS PILOT ROBO LIONS THAT’S SO COOL AND YOU GET BATTLE SUITS TOO ???!” which leads to the crew blushing and flattery shit tbh cuz in space they’re EXPECTED to be like this, but here comes an innocent boy who’s just SUPER fascinated by EVERYTHING they already are.

Okay so, I’d say Amethyst and Lance get along incredibly well tbh. Lel and Lance totes tried on hitting on all the gems tbh. And also with gets along well with “my man Steven”. They’d all share weird jokes, and Amethyst and Lance would get themselves into a lot of trouble with their dares; “I dare you to a doughnut eating challenge LOSER PAYS FOR BOTH” “YOU’RE ON SPACE ROCK CHIC !”

Allura definitely warms up to Steven’s pure excitement and innocence. She’ll get along with Pearl, and both probably have discussions on a lot of things over tea or something xD Or maybe with Greg, and have small talk about family.

Pidge DEFINITELY with Peridot. Both would exchange their knowledge about each other’s tech. And Pidge researching intently on how gem “magic” works. And of course playfully mock their (taller) peers. Pidge also enjoys Steven’s enthusiasm and how he’s always so eager to help her do stuff.

KEITH my boi would find Steven’s bubbling personality cute and innocent. I mean comeone WHO COULDN’T give in to Steven’s cinnamon roll-ness. But haha Keith would DEF get along with Lapis. Friggin’ Team “I somewhat dislike all of my crew but at the same time I love them”. also i may have secretly cross-shipped them while typing this out oops ;w; Their convos would be like “So...you get along with them ?” “Kinda sorta they’re okay”

Shiro would probs get along with Greg and FFF being Space Dad he actually likes Greg’s collection of music. Imagine all the Paladins catching Shiro jamming on a guitar with sunglasses together with Greg xD Also I think he could get along with Garnet, in terms of their relationship to their younger humans. Of course, Steven’s enthusiasm also captures Shiro’s heart too.

Hunk def would get along with either Amethyst and Steven too. And he LOVES chatting with Steven tbh. That kid’s got a mouthful of stuff to talk about.

ALSO THIS DIALOGUE I thought about;

Steven  (to the Paladins) : Aww...I wish I get to pilot a spaceship too.

Pearl : We HAVE a spaceship, and YOU’VE piloted it before.

Steven : Yeah, BUT NOT A ROBO LION SPACESHIP ! *sad steven face*

Pearl : YOU HAVE AN ACTUAL LION RIGHT HERE *gestures to Lion*

Lion is just like; #offended #steven plz # steven why

The Paladins would probs get so freaked out cuz like “IS THIS KID FOR REAL HE HAS AN ACTUAL PET LION HOW OLD IS HE”

ALSO CONSIDER THIS; The Paladins and The Gems pitching together to build Steven his very own, mini-Steven-sized-custom built Pink Lion. WITH SPACESUIT AND ALL. And like, imagine all the 5 huge-ass robo lions flying together in formation, and then there’s this tiny-ass pink lion flying right beside them in the sky.

I just....THIS CROSSOVER IS JUST SO WHOLESOME I MUST HAAAVE THIIIIS.

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9/1/17, 1:04am - Girls, Fertility, Etc

Ok, computer’s tryna brick out on me so that’s a pain in the ass but I really wanted to write about this week before I got too far away from it because it was fucking incredible lol.

That date with Sally that I left off on ended up going absolutely phenomenally.  It almost crashed and burned though. Right when I got off work and we were supposed to meet up she stopped responding to me. I thought she pulled the dirtiest flakeout I’ve ever seen when I got around waiting for 45 minutes, but eventually she told me where to meet up with her lol. At her apartment complex I stood out in the lawn, waving at this cat that was on its hind legs staring at me through a glass door. As I’d wave it’d shimmy around. Such a cuuutey. She finally came outside after a bit, and she said she kind of wanted sushi which I was just going to suck up. But as we walked across the parking lot her dog freakkkkked out whining, it was so loud and tragic sounding that we decided to just stay in and get food delivered if we wanted it later. (We didn’t, probably should’ve, I hadn’t eaten all day lol) First I got to know her pets a bit. Her dog was rambunctious as fuck, and her cat was the calmest friendliest cat I’ve seen in a fucking minute. Like snuggling up on my hand licking me to pieces friendly. I fixed her dog’s collar, and she was kind of impressed immediately by how well I got along with both of them. I made us some coke and rum, we sat down and watched the tick and cuddled with her pupper in the dark for a while. After three episodes and three more coke and rums we were both pretty fucking tipsy and started to ignore the show in favor of just talking about shit. We were talking about chinese food (she loved that I’d tried all her favorites at Gourmet Kingdom), and religion and a whole bunch of stuff, tried to restart the show a few times, but got distracted making out instead lmao. We fucked on her couch. We both wanted to smoke one of her cigarettes but she didn’t have a lighter, so she dared me to run naked across her apartment complex parking lot to get one from my car. I popped outside and was immmeeddddiately almost spotted by this family of like 5 or 6 people that walked out at the same time. Hid behind a tree and tweeted about it lmfao.  So when I got back we sat outside on the porch, her on my lap, both of us naked smoking cigarettes and chatting about whatever. It was a beautiful fucking night. Then she invited me back to her bedroom and we had sex some more and passed out.

I woke up throwing up with a terrible hangover. Probably should’ve eaten something. She didn’t remember much, but we talked about how she had a good time and we want to see each other again. It’s just hard with my schedule taking up all my weekends. I guess we’ll see.

So Sunday I came back home, ate some wendy’s and nursed my hangover by finishing watching the tick (pretty solid, actually. Definitely enjoyed it). When I felt better I hit up Becky to see if she still wanted to hang out. She said she still wanted to, I went into the bathroom to wash up and found out Sally fucking chomppped my neck, gave me one of the biggest hickeys of my life lmfao.

Hanging out with Becky was awesome, too. We watched the new Death Note movie, and she’s really into horror movies so we watched Children of the Corn since neither of us had seen it. Went down on each other and went out to chipotle lol. While we were eating she told me that she does the same finger gun-point thing I do, and that apparently it’s a stereotypical bi thing. That’s fuckin neat/weird lmao. We went back to my place, watched the first episode of stranger things and then fucked a bunch, cuddled and talked about anime for a long time. Bonus self esteem points for a girl wanting to fuck the shit out of me totally sober lol.  I’m supposed to see her again tomorrow before I head out to work. Gonna go to her club meeting where she’s gonna teach me some japanese! Pretty fucking cool. Both of them are awesome. There’s no way this could backfire on me, right?!

lol anyway, Monday I went out to hang out with smith and dan all day. Smoked and played melee for hours. Got bodied in tournament, probably shouldn’t have entered lol it’s too hard to play high. I was like napping under a table. Hung out at smith’s that night playing rivals of aether and smoking, got caught up on Dragonball Super with him, was super cash. But the reason I stayed there was for my fertility test on tuesday! Almost fucking overslept and missed it lmao, but made it there late enough that they’d still see me (called ahead thank god lab appointments aren’t so strict). Got the results just a couple hours later and I’m sterile! Fucking made it, fam. No more pregnancy scares, nothin. So pumped actually lol. Hung out with Karn for a sec before heading back home to gboro. Was going to skip entering the tournament because I felt really off, but did anyway and managed to get fourth. Pretty neat, but missed making some money by thiiiis much lol. 

Went out to karaoke and smoked with some people out back again. People fucking love me there, I love greensboro so much. It’s like living in easy mode where everyone just thinks you’re great.  Actually for the first time someone hated me instantly it was this fat chick who was making these 4 bear pun jokes and I was reallllly stoned and just didn’t get it so I was like “why? Is it because you’re a bear?” and I snorted and she fucking gives me these Daggers and says “no it’s because my name is Panda, you fucking asshole.” lmao I guess my fat shaming comes out a little too easy.

There was also this suppppper plastered dude there who saw that me and this girl knew all the words to this song that someone was singing (I mean it’s karaoke people pick fucking popular songs), so he claps us both on the shoulders and he was like “HEY. Have you (points to girl) met him?” so we like semiawkwardly shake hands lol. Then he claps his arm around my shoulder and gives me this sly look and says “eh? I’m pretty good, huh?” I about laughed my ass off hahahah.  She was fairly cute. Had some acne, but a nice body. I thought she was going to have to hate me bc she was friends with that panda girl (which occurred afterwards) but then when she saw me sing she actually wanted to talk to me a bit. Complimented me a bunch, said I did great. I said I’m glad to hear it because i’m never really sure. And she said “well it doesn’t really take much to please this crowd.” I asked her what she did and she said wait tables, and I say yeah but what about for fun I think. She said Well I hate myself so I’m here most of the time. I Actually laughed my ass off that time. Was just like “same, tbh. Too me for me.” I’ve been getting drunk and saying ‘t.b.h.’ a lot like it’s a better word lmfao. Idk. her name’s mary though. I had hit up my gay queen friend Josh to see what he was up to, and he encouraged me to hit up the bar near my house to hang out with him and his friends. Is like referring to his friends as the queen’s guard and shit it’s all way too tryhard for me. We were gonna go party at someone’s house so he had me pick up a bunch of beer. Instead we went back to his place and had a really long heart to heart and made out for a while. He was a much better kisser than most guys and his lips were nice, but godddd fucking damn do I hate the roughness of dudes’ faces. I warned him a bunch of times that I was just teasing him and that we weren’t going to hook up, but he wanted me to stay and cuddle with him, so I did. He was talking shit saying he could beat me at smash bros, so I had to lmfao. We played a bunch and made out some more and he wanted me to give him a massage or some shit because I had been rubbing his shoulders earlier, but I wasn’t really having it. We ended up hanging out until like 7am so I was just like “alright nah I’ve gotta go to sleep now.” Then in the morning I said I had to go throw up and was going home even though he wanted me to stick around. It was honestly a pretty weird experience, not in that it was awkward that he wanted to hook up with me so bad, but moreso in that a lot of the things he said or did to try to get me to stay or hook up with him were like... literally the exact same kind of moves I had pulled with girls in the past. Like I heard my own words coming out of his mouth and that was very amusing. Like I literally laughed in his face when he was talking about some positive characteristic of my personality. I mean we did have a nice heart to heart about a lot of shit, but He kept saying shit like “i know we had a connection the moment I met you” and shit, and it made me think he was just trying too hard to see shit that wasn’t there. Acting like that other dude who wanted to hook up with me while I was stoned as balls. Maybe all dudes really are pigs? bahahaha. w.e.  Actually, nah. Like Josh’s friend Prevo or whatever was actually a super respectable dude, seems like he really cares about his daughter and everything. But at least most are. At least I am lmfao.

I remember I got some great hot dogs from this woman on the curb named cherl. Ball park franks. Delicious. I spent way too much fucking money celebrating my infertility that night hahahaha.

So the next day I took it easy. I really didn’t feel all that great, it wasn’t totally a lie to dip from Josh’s. So I sat around watching hearthstone and shit until I got motivated to watch Becky’s favorite anime. Kyoukai no Kanata (beyond the boundary) had me fucking hooked instantly. Was really good, binge watched it until like 630am. Then slept most of today.

And at work earlier I finally beat that hearthstone challenge thing I was working on the past two weeks too. Fucking luckedddd out it was super satisfying because I was like actually hating it intensely hahaha.

So this week was fucking prime. Always feels cool to be getting up to story worthy shenanigans. Excited to see Becky again tomorrow.

Something something motivational signoff. <3