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isletakebarzal · 3 years

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So It Goes... | mat barzal x oc | 1

a/n: I'm too mentally ill to write like a 10K part like some of y'all on this hellscape, so please enjoy a humble 3K of my blood sweat and tears!!!!!!! the first little part is the blurb from the teaser, so make sure to read past that if u recognize it :)

summary: mat and murphy are simping for each other, but they're too fucking dumb to notice. a puckbunny to wag pipeline romance.

warnings: cheesy flirting, a simping hockey, implied reference to off-screen sex, the Chicago Blackhawks

(also, I wrote this before Adam Boqvist was traded from the hawks so y'all finna just have to roll with it)

Mat.

He was on a goddamn plane again. For the third time this month, he was on his way to Chicago. He didn’t even like Chicago. But who is in Chicago? Murphy. Murphy lives in Chicago now, which means he has had to make up three different excuses as to why he had to be in Chicago.

At first he would blame it on the really good sex. The really, really good sex. Like…being ridden like a mechanical bull at a dive bar in Texas good sex. But now? 6 months later, he thinks he’s just pathetic. Not that he’d admit that.

She thinks he’s in town for a meeting with a new agent in Chicago, which isn’t a lie, necessarily. His previous agent just stepped away from the business due to his wife having his third child and giving him an ultimatum of ‘get your ass home or get your ass a new wife.’ And anyone could guess which option he chose.

The teeny-tiny, only there if you squint fib is that this agent would’ve flown anywhere to meet Mat. Literally, that’s what this guy told him over the phone. The sane thing for Mat to have done would be to suggest he meet him in New York, where he lives.

Not Chicago where his bone buddy lives.

But again, being that this is his third flight to Chicago in the last month, and 12th over the last 6 months…Mat hardly considers himself sane.

Murphy.

She’s waiting for him at the airport when he lands.

She’s waiting for him at the airport when he lands, as if she’s his fucking girlfriend. It’s absolutely ridiculous—her best friend Mallory made sure she knew that. But when she got the text 3 hours ago that Mat was boarding a plane to Chicago and asking if she could pick him up in exchange for at least three orgasms…what the fuck was she supposed to say? No?

Please.

There’s not a sane woman in the world who would say no to an evening with Mat Barzal. Especially since she didn’t even have to call her go-to-girl for an emergency wax this time, since she saw him, like, a week and a half ago.

They have a routine now when Mat comes into town. He texts her, Murphy picks him up at the airport, they go back to her place and order takeout, and then they have obscene sex until they are immobile.

It’s a sweet deal, if you ask Murphy. There are no strings attached (uhh), no feelings involved (ehh), and it’s completely casual (wellll). She just happens to be free at a moment’s notice every time Mat has to fly to Chicago for business.

You know, casually.

Murphy.

He texts her when the plane lands, so she finds a place to wait at the baggage claim. They’ve figured out by now that if he flies into Midway and not O’Hare, he’s less likely to get recognized since it’s a smaller airport. After a few minutes of waiting, she sees him riding down the escalator towards her. He’s in grey joggers and a black Adidas sweatshirt, and his hair is hanging messily over his forehead. Her stomach flips. Fuck.

Murphy shakes it off as her phone vibrates in the back pocket of her denim jeans. She pulls it out to answer it, seeing his name flash on the screen over a close up photo of his thighs.

‘It’s my favorite photo of you,’ she had told him when he asked why she picked that one.

‘It’s a photo of my thighs in spandex shorts…’

‘Right, so you see my point.”

“I see you,” Mat says before she gets a chance to say hello. Murphy laughs, waving at him from the bottom of the escalator. “I’m hurt you didn’t think to get me flowers or even make a ‘welcome back Mat!’ sign.”

Murphy rolls her eyes playfully, hearing his chuckle over the line. “Is it not enough that I am picking you up from your red-eye flight on a Friday night, Mathew? Am I not enough?”

Mat steps off the escalator and hangs up on her without responding.

“Hey! That was rude!” She exclaims walking towards him to bridge the few feet of space between them.

“You’re more than enough,” he says, dropping his duffle on the ground and pulling Murphy into a tight hug. Murphy tries not to read too much into his words...or think about the strength of his hug...or the proximity of his body to hers…

Fuck.

“Did you have a good flight?” Murphy asks, trying to segue into normal conversation, and thankfully Mat obliges. She’s figured out 3 months into their...entanglement...that it’s easier to avoid any and all references to feelings when it comes to Mat.

“Slept the whole way,” he comments. “Hoping that it will save me some jet lag so that we can hang out tonight.”

Hang out.

“Good, wouldn’t want you falling asleep while we’re hanging out.”

Mat groans, releasing her from the hug. “God, that was one time. One time!”

“Yeah, while I was doing my best work!” she jokes.

He smirks. “Couldn’t have been your best work if I was able to fall asleep, Smurph.”

Murphy delivers a punch to the arm causing Mat to laugh. “Get your shit and let’s go, asshole.”

***

Mat.

He’s winded.

The man is literally an athlete for a living, and he is winded after just one round with Murphy. He could blame it on it being a while (a week and a half since he was last in Chicago...okay, maybe he can’t), but he knows that she’s just that good. They are just that good at fucking each other.

Mat thanks god that he took a nap on the plane so that he could stay up with Murphy. Or rather, keep up with Murphy and her insatiable sex drive. He doesn’t know how he found her, how their paths somehow crossed, or what he did to deserve even a sliver of her attention and affection, but he hopes he never has to let her go.

And that’s the thing. He doesn’t want to let her go. For the first time in his life, he wants to be exclusive with someone--to commit to someone. Specifically, Murphy. But (of course, because it’s just his luck) Murphy isn’t the kind of girl to be tied down to one dude. She told him as much when they first met, and he respects that she wants to fuck around. Hell, he did too until he met her.

So, this is how it has to be for him. Making any excuse to fly his ass to Chicago to be with her and soaking up every minute with her that he can get.

“Wanna go again?” She asks him, rolling onto her stomach and propping her chin up with the heels of her hands. “I’ll let you be on top this time.”

Mat quirks a brow. “You’ll let me be on top?”

“Yes,” she bats her eyelashes. His tingles all the way to his toes.”

He scoffs playfully, “Gee, don’t let me burden you with my pleasure.”

Murphy rolls her eyes, “Save the drama, Mathew. You get plenty of pleasure when I’m riding you.”

“Yeah, but I don’t get to kiss you when you’re way up there,” he replies.

“Kiss me? You wanna be on top so you can kiss me?”

He shrugs, “What can I say? I like the intimacy.”

“Mat Barzal, who knew you were such a softie.”

Murphy lifts a hand to pinch his right cheek, and Mat takes the opportunity to grab her hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. Then her wrist.

The twinkle in her eye returns--the one that he has started to notice sometimes whenever he’s sweet to her. The one that gives him a sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, she might actually feel the same way he does.

He uses his leverage to flip Murphy on her back and he rolls half of his body onto hers, slotting his right thigh between her legs. Her already flushed (and very naked) chest gets a little pinker.

Good.

He intertwines her soft fingers with his and pushes their joined hands towards the pillows under her head. Bringing his lips right to hers, so close that if they just puckered they would be touching, he whispers, “I am anything but soft right now.”

A sharp inhale of shared oxygen is the only response from Murphy. He can see her eyes widen as he shifts his thigh between her legs to stir up a bit of friction, and she lifts her hips involuntarily.

His eyes flicker from hers to her lips, then he brushes their noses together. Mat presses his lips to hers gently, barely, until she pushes forward to deepen the kiss. He can’t help but smile before kissing her again, dipping his tongue between her lips.

She lifts her hips again and he flexes his thigh for her to get what she needs. To use him as she likes. He releases her hand in favor of holding her left cheek as he kisses her more. Mat takes his time, moving his lips slowly to intensify the moment, and he brushes his thumb over her cheekbone.

Mat finally pulls back from her lips, looking into her eyes again and finding that twinkle. That flicker of something more. He feels something shift--inside of him, between them. He doesn’t know the difference anymore, but the something shifts like fucking plate techtonics and it feels bigger than anything he’s ever felt before, like, ever.

And he panics.

“Told ya,” he balks, rolling off of Murphy and onto his back again. His body immediately regrets it, but he doesn’t know what else to do. He doesn’t dare look at her reaction, but he hears a deep exhale from Murphy’s side of the bed.

She clears her throat, “Sure did.”

***

Murphy.

Murphy wakes up exhausted on Saturday morning. Usually she’s well rested after a night with Mat, fucking eachother comatose. But now that she’s thinking about it, she doesn’t think her brain stopped spinning for more than 30 seconds during the night.

She couldn’t stop thinking about him. Or them, really. Murphy has known she was fucked for him for the last few months, but something about last night sent her into a spiral. The way he looked into her eyes and held her and brushed her cheek.

What the fuck was that bout?

Sure, they’ve teetered the line between fuckbuddies and intimacy before, but last night Mat launched a hand grenade at the line and blew it the fuck up.

The problem, however, isn’t that they crossed into new territory. It’s that she liked it.

Mat stirs next to her, rolling over on his side and throwing an arm over her middle. He pulls her close to his chest, nuzzling his nose in her temple.

Fuck.

“Morning Smurph,” Mat nuzzles closer. “Sleep okay?”

Murphy nods, trying not to tense her body. “Like a baby.”

Mat chuckles. “Same. Always do after a night with you.”

“Listen,” Murphy starts, pulling out of Mat’s grasp and sitting up in the bed. He rolls over, a bit startled by the sudden movement. “I’ve got some errands I have to run, so I’ve got to get up.

She gets out of the bed and grabs his sweatshirt that was discarded on the floor as soon as they stepped into her bedroom last night.

“Oh?” Mat replies with a yawn. “I was hoping we could hang out today. I feel like I only ever get to see you between the hours of 10pm and 7am.”

Murphy steps into a thong and a pair of biker shorts. “I know, but you know how it goes.” She tries her best to brush him off, hoping that he’ll stick to their status quo they’ve been adhering to for the last 6 months. The same one she’s been adhering to with Adam for the last two years.

Adam.

The Chicago Blackhawk.

The reason she could never even consider taking it further with Mat.

“Besides, don’t you have a meeting today? Isn’t that why you’re here?”

Mat stutters, “Oh, oh yeah. Right. I should probably get going, too.”

Murphy watches from the bathroom mirror as Mat pulls on his clothing from the night before. The morning light gives her a glimpse at his toned chest and strong arms in a way that the glow of the midnight oil doesn’t allow.

Mat looks around the floor of the room, obviously searching for something, then makes eye contact with Murphy in the mirror.

“You know, if you keep taking my sweatshirts, I’m going to have to walk out of here shirtless. That wouldn’t keep us under wraps like you want, now would it?” Mat teases.

He’s been teasing her about it ever since she asked him to keep their…arrangement…to himself six months ago. She thought he would appreciate that she isn’t a clout chaser, but it turns out he couldn’t care less if people know who he’s fucking.

In reality, Murphy has been hoping that no one--especially not the Blackhawk players--would ever find out that her legs are spreading for a player of an opposing team. Despite the fact that she can’t commit to a relationship to save her life, she’s nothing if not loyal to her team.

Well, she used to be loyal. Before she met a particular Islander player.

“Murphy?” Mat calls to her, pulling her out of her daze.

“Hmm?”

“You alright?” He asks, furrowing his brows. “You know I’m just playing around, right? I totally get why you don’t want our...whatever getting out.”

Murphy nods, a smile forming on her lips. “Yeah, I know. Thanks, Mat.”

Mat smiles back. “I’ll see you tonight?”

“For sure.”

“Now, as much as I love seeing you in this,” he stalks towards her, a smirk painting his face as he points to the sweatshirt swallowing upper body. “I really am going to need this back.”

“Oh, this?” Murphy looks down at the sweatshirt, feigning innocence. “You need this back?”

“Mhmm.”

“Alright then,” she grabs the hem of the sweatshirt, slowly pulling it up her body and making a show of it.

Mat groans as Murphy removes the sweatshirt completely, revealing her bare chest. She holds it out for Mat to grab, but he’s too busy staring.

“Damnit, Smurph, how am I supposed to leave now?”

She tosses the sweatshirt over his shoulder and saunters out of the bathroom, feeling his eyes on her as she goes. “That doesn’t sound like my problem, Mathew.”

Murphy walks to her closet, picking a different sweatshirt off a hanger and putting it on. A different sweatshirt, but still one of Mat’s. The deep exhale that he releases lets her know he notices.

“You’re evil.” He deadpans.

She walks back over to him, still standing in his spot in her room, and gives him a kiss on the cheek.

“Lock up on your way out, yeah?” she replies with a wink, grabbing her phone and pair of sneakers off the floor, leaving her apartment before he even has a chance to respond.

She waits until she’s in the elevator to even take a breath, then she immediately calls her best friend. Mallory answers on the second ring.

“It’s 8am Murph, shouldn’t you be with Barzy?”

“Mallory,” she nearly whimpers. “I’m so fucked.”

***

hahahahahhahahahahhahahahahhahaha! someone please affirm my story i need some encouragement to continue.

#mat barzal #mat barzal fic #mat barzal x oc #nhl fic #hockey fic #So It Goes... fic

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wordsfromthesol · 4 years

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Nicknames

Author: @wordsfromthesol Taglist: @ghost-brocolli Pairing: Wally West x Reader Summary: Your NYU college experience wouldn’t be complete without the incredulous Wally West. Warnings: None? Like squeezing a teddy bear. Word Count: 2k

You met Wallace West your first day at NYU and you were pretty sure by the end of the year he had met, flirted with, and asked out every girl on campus. His flirtatious personality never really bothered you, especially since he always came back to you looking like a sad lost puppy whenever he was rejected. It had been three years, and here he came stumbling towards you yet again.

“I just don’t understand, Y/N/N.”

“Well maybe if you took more than a minute to get to know some of these people…”

“But they all move so slow!”

“And you are constantly rapid fire,” you chuckled at the memory of your first meeting. He probably asked you twenty questions within a few minutes. “I’m telling you, you gotta slow it with those energy drinks Speedy Gonzales.”

Wally threw his head back in exasperation, “You’ve really got to come up with better nicknames. And I’ve told you…I don’t drink those things. This is au naturale.”

“Goodie for me.”

“So anyways,” Wally began as he stepped in front of you, “up for pizza?”

“With you? Always.”

You mindlessly chatted while making your way to the usual pizza place. It never really occurred to you how often the two of you came here. You both lost track of time, which was also a regular occurrence.

“Shit.” You looked down at your watch, “Is it seriously already 10?”

“Past your bedtime?”

You rolled your eyes at the red head across the table, “Listen here, I have an 8 am class tomorrow. So yes, it is.” You moved out of the booth, “See you tomorrow Cheetah.”

“That’s not better!” Wally cried out as you exited the restaurant.

Dick felt a familiar breeze as he sat at his computer. He looked over to see his best friend slumped on the bed, “Something wrong, Wally?”

“I just don’t get this girl!”

“Oh shocking…Wallace West has girl problems.”

“Ughhhh!” Wally groaned throwing his face into the pillow.

“Care to elaborate?”

“I mean we hang out like all the time, but I can’t ever get a read on her. She is always talking about me striking out with other girls. But it’s not like I mean to flirt with them, I just like making friends. I just don’t understand why she can’t see that she’s the one I’m interested in. Why doesn’t she get the picture? We literally share a meal like every other day. Am I doing something wrong? Those would be dates to a normal person –”

“Wally. You know I can only pick out every other word when you start talking that fast.” The speedster took in a deep breath, ready to begin again, but before he could Dick held his hand up. “I think I got the gist though. Just actually say the word.”

“The word…right…”

“Date, say the word date next time you ask.”

“Yeah, I knew that…” Though Wally’s words did not match the confusion still pasted across his face.

“Call her now and ask.”

“But it’s late…and we were just together like two hours ago.”

“So?”

“She said she was going to sleep.”

“All I hear are excuses, do you want me to dial the number?” Dick reached for the phone, but Wally quickly pulled away.

“I got it, I got it.”

You had been tossing and turning for an hour before you decided to get up. I’m over this. You threw the covers down in exasperation and threw your legs over the side of the bed. Just as you moved to put on your shoes Wally’s face flashed across your phone screen.

“Wally? Is something wrong?”

“Wha…no…I just…” Wally stumbled through his words; his plan didn’t actually involve you answering the phone. He was hoping to talk to your voicemail.

“Breathe, Wally. What’s happened?” Your mind flashed through scenarios as you waited for his reply.

“Wait. Why are you awake?”

“Oh, uhm, I couldn’t sleep. I was actually about to go for a walk.” You let out a soft chuckle at the sound of your words.

“It’s almost one in the morning…”

“Ehh, the city that never sleeps, right?”

“Wait wait wait. I’ll join you, I’m nearby!” Before you could respond, Wally had hung up. You shrugged it off and made your way downstairs, unsure if Wally would actually be outside waiting for you. As soon as you stepped outside a familiar redhead made his way towards you and the two of you were off. The streets quickly passed by as you mindless chatted away, until you suddenly stopped to get your bearings. You had absolutely no idea how far or how long you had been walking.

“Oh hey, my favorite bar is near here. Care for a drink G6?”

Wally rolled his eyes at your attempt, “I move way faster than that.” But he nodded and followed your lead. Now I have to remember how to act drunk, Wally thought to himself as the two of you entered the bar.

Time always seemed to fly by whenever you were in his presence and soon one drink turned into three turned into last call.

“Alright beautiful, we are being kicked out. Think you’ll be able to sleep now?”

“Maybe…but we are definitely calling a cab home.”

The crisp night air smacked you in the face as you left the bar, making your whole body tremble. As if on instinct, Wally immediately enveloped you in a hug, then as if by magic, you were home.

“How did –” Your head frantically looked around.

“We took a cab.” Wally shrugged as he made his way to your front door. Your hand went out and clasped his wrist.

“Oh don’t even think about it mister. It’s way to late for you to go home.”

“Heh…” Wally gave you his classic side smile, “I’m sure I’ll be just fine, Y/N/N.”

You put on your best pouting face and continued, “My roommate is out of town anyways. She won’t mind if you borrow her bed.” You paused to bat your eyelashes and stick your lower lip out. Honestly, you couldn’t think why this mattered so much to you, but you were determined to have him stay. “Pleeeasee.”

“Wellll, if you care that much. Take me I’m yours gorgeous!” Wally dramatically pretended to fall into your arms.

The morning came too soon, and you had definitely missed your 8am class. Glancing over, your clock read 10:21am. Ugh, guess I should get up and check on Wally. You turned on the coffee machine as you passed through the kitchen and quietly opened the door. Your eyes lingered on his bare torso; you had no idea he was that fit. He never talked about the gym or working out, but clearly…you shook the thoughts from your mind and closed the door. You had just sat on the couch, coffee in hand, when Wally stumbled out of the room.

“Good morning beautiful. I’m going to go out on a limb and say you missed class this morning.”

“Ehh…” You waved off the accusation, “There’s coffee if you want it. Fair warning, I am trying to make my noon class.”

Wally held his hands up in defense, “I already told you, this energy is 100% pure, all natural me.”

“Lucky us.” The sarcasm dripping from your voice.

“Well someone is just not a morning person, are we? I’ll walk you to class whenever you’re ready.”

As you made your way to campus Wally suddenly pulled you aside.

“Your last class is out at 5:45, right?” Wally looked weirdly nervous and fiddled with his fingers as he questioned you.

“Yeah…” Your tone laced with confusion.

“Great! We can go grab dinner after!” Wally gleeful exclaimed, a complete 180 from his behavior at the beginning of the conversation.

“Heh, sure Wally. I guess if you aren’t sick of me after nearly 24 hours, we can get dinner.”

“I’ll never get enough of you…your nicknames however.” You lightly punched his arm as you turned to enter the building. Wally called out after you, “It’s a date then!”

“See you then, roadrunner!”

“And you’re back.” Dick sighed as his focus returned to the punching bag in front of him.

“Okay, so I said the word date. So she should know right. Plus, I stayed over at her house, so that’s a positive…though it was in a different room…”

Dick shook his head and attempted to listen to Wally’s high speed rant. “Alright, where are you taking her?”

“Oh uhm…I hadn’t thought about it. Eataly?”

“At like 6…right?” Dick questioned his friend, already hatching a plan in his head.

“Well her class gets out at 5:45, so yeah I guess 6…how did you know that? Have you checked up on her? Don’t tell me you did background checks.”

“Hey, gotta make sure my best friend isn’t hanging out with shady people.”

“Ugh!” Wally zipped out of the training room and attempted to find something to do to occupy his time until tonight.

Wally was waiting for you as you stepped outside the building. You really shouldn’t be surprised at this point. You chatted about class as the two of you made your way to the restaurant. Wally actually had made a reservation, which shocked you. The two of you had just sat down when a man with dark hair and blue eyes made his way to your table.

“Wally! I didn’t know you were bringing your date here. Me and Babs are just finishing up over there.” He pointed in a general direction before turning his eyes back to yours.

“Oh, I’m not his…this isn’t a date.” You rambled as your cheeks flushed.

“Wait, this isn’t?!”

“This is?!”

Dick had already walked away smirking. Wally sighed, half at his failed attempt to get your on a date and half for not realizing that Dick would interfere.

“I was hoping…well, I’ve always.” Wally sighed, catching his breath, “It’s never been…”

“Sentences, Wally. I need full sentences.”

Wally inhaled a deep breath and soon the flood gates were opened. “It’s never been anyone else. You always joked about me getting rejected by other girls, but I didn’t want them. I wasn’t even trying to ask them out. It was you that I’ve wanted to ask out, but then whenever I’m around you it seems that you didn’t want it. And I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, because I would be an absolute wreck without you. Honestly, I’m not sure how you put up with me…I’m not sure how most people put up with me. Everyone is just so slow. I don’t mean to go to fast and annoy people, but it seems that always –”

Your palm clasped over his mouth. “Okay. That was a lot of sentences.” You bit at your bottom lip, trying to process all the information. “I guess I just gave up after freshman year. You wanted to flirt and talk with everyone, and I think I just took that…well as you just wanted to be friends with me?” You looked down at your hand still covering his mouth, your eyes widened, and you quickly brought it back to your side of the table.

“People don’t stick around long…so I guess I overcompensate and try to make as many friends as possible. But they were always just friends. You were the only one that I ever wanted,” Wally’s eyes sunk down to the table as he mumbled, “wanted more with.”

You reached your hand across the table and placed it on his forearm, “Well then consider this a date…Blackbird.”

Wally brought his eyes up to meet yours as a smile formed on his lips, “You just look up the world’s fastest things in your free time, don’t you?”

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beadyeyes · 3 years

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the one from clonepa's asks and catboy drawing

thats erm um ehhes hes not h es wellll hes ... well. no hes not

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tellywoodtrash · 5 years

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sanjivani 10.10.19 lb

"no! never!" siddhu pls. jhoot aata nahi toh bolte kyun ho?

ishani literally shoved a needle into her finger to get out of this hellish situation. #relatable.

SIR PLS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!!?!?!? THAT TOO WITH THAT PARTICULAR EXPRESSION?!?! KYA KEEMAT REH GAYI HAI TUMHARI "NOOOOOO!!!! NEVERRRR!!!!" KI AB???????

ALSO MY GOD FUCK THAT TITLES CARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DESERVE TO HAVE AN UNOBSTRUCTED VIEW OF THIS SCENE FFS! ALSO TO GIF!!!!!!1

ouff kya haiiiiiiii yeh banda???? sexy sucking on her finger one minute, pretending to RAWR like a 5 year old and breaking into giggles the next. kyaaaa karooooon main iska???????

(also holy shit that one deep sigh he did in the middle. fuck. fuckkkkkkkkk.)

ugh they're too stinking cute.

i would kill for all of anjali's saris. (and just her general demeanor.) i too wanna be a classy, badass, sari wearing type who strikes the fear of god into the hearts of grownass men.

*looks down at the cat nightshirt i'm still wearing even though i woke up 6 hours ago and sighs*

i love this side of shashank that only comes out with anjali. it's fucking adorable. i need more of it.

OH GOD NOW WHAT MORE SACH THAT JUHI NEEDS TO KNOW?!?!??!? OUFF YAAR WHY WON'T YOU LET ME LIVE IN PEACE WRT AT LEAST ONE DYNAMIC IN THIS SHOW?????

oh ho anjali. what can juhi do if he can't regulate his bp?????? like..... ajeeb hi accusations hain tumhari.

how many more signs from the universe will you two idiots keep ignoring?????

the universe, literally:

"good morning!"

"good morning."

"kaahe ki good morning?!?! raat ka tera nasha utraa nahi aur aa gaye tere dr. sid, subah subah tujhe behkaane!"

LMAO I REALLY REALLY LOVE ALTER!EGO ISHANI.

"haaye ishani, tu kaam kaise karegi? jeeyegi? ya pal pal tadap ke maregi????"

lmaooooo phir shut up chilaaa diya.

"excuse me???? subah subah chai ki jagaah kuch lagaake aayi ho kya???" lololololol a most pertinent question.

juhi has had enough of this slander. rightfully so.

sayantani's sass face is excellent and i love her.

juhi making desperate plea to be friends.

REJECTED. oh anjali, i don't see you being no. 2 in your dad's life, at all. he's so different around you. you're comparing wholly different relationships.

oh. anjali doesn't care that shashank loves someone. ("mere dad pyaar deserve karte hain.") it's just that it's juhi, who's just a few years older than her. valid, i suppose. iss chakkar mein the daughter in legally blonde ne toh khoon hi kar diya tha, toh i guess anjali's relatively restrained.

ofc kal ke liye scheduled operation has complications and has to be done today.

i don't get what specialty these two are? i thought they were general surgery residents, but now they're gonna operate on a cardio patient with blockages in his heart??? matlab........ ok i guess?

will we finaaaaaaaaallllly see rahul today???

nope. koi dr. basu hai.

OH GOD, THEY KILLED THAT PREGNANT GIRL. AND ARE LETTING HER BODY DECOMPOSE?!!? WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! WHAT. THE. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

JESUS VARDHAN, WHAT THE FUCK KINDA VAADEIN HAVE YOU DONE AND TO WHOM?!!?!?!? THE FUCKING DEVIL HIMSELF?????

I NEED SHASHANK AND SID TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS AND KICK THE LIVING SHIT OUTTA YOU IN THE SANJIVANI LOBBY. ANJALI AND ISHANI SHOULD GET TURNS TOO, AND GET TO KICK YOU RIGHT IN THE FUCKING HEAD.

oh boy, it's gonna be sweet puchku neil who's gonna get all up in this. PLEASE GOD HE'S TOO NICE AND SWEET AND MELLOW, HE WON'T BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT.

vardhan's relentless faux!chivalry when dealing with women freaks me out. it's so obvious that it's fake as fuck, but he just cannot stop compulsively performing it whenever around a woman. it's very very very creepy and menacing.

literally fuck you vardhan. don't be gaslighting my neil like this.

doesn't look like sid and ishani are gonna make it out in time for jessi's mehendi/sangeet.

ugh, this asshole.

god that was one longasssssss surgery.

oh boy. is jessi ok?!?!

oh. shit.

sigh. the chemo is making her hair fall.

oh man, this is the sweetest fucking story. and i'm really really invested, coz vedika is selling it so wellll. the alternating fond reminiscing and teary frustration. such a compelling actress!

LMAO RISHABH, LEARN TO READ THE ROOM MAN. WHY ARE YOU SUCH A LOSER?!?!

neil and rahil are both suchhhhhhh snarkLords, but at the opposite ends of the spectrum. while neil delivers his sass all sweetly, barely letting the person know they're being dissed; rahil gives less than zero fucks and just savagely destroys the person, and walks away humming to himself.

seriously, will i ever get over how soft this boy is? forget a male lead in fiction, how often do we even get to see men in real life even, get this affected by a side effect of being sick like this, especially when it's something "vain" like hair? men don't really understand what hair is to most women, and how much identity is attached to it, and even the slightest alterations to how it looks can affect mood/sense of self worth. and this dude here is crying with jessi about the loss of her hair (actually the loss of her life as she knows it), coz he empathizes with her to that extent.

with every passing episode, i love and appreciate siddhant mathur more and more. :’))))))

ugh fuck this douche. why the f is he wearing sunglasses indoors at like 9 in the fucking night????

"dr. shashank, aap hindustan ke sabse behtareen neurosurgeon hain, dimaag ke doctor. pata kar lijiye, ke vardhan ke dimaag mein chal kya raha hai."

"that i will, pakka, i promise you! aur jis din mujhe koi ganda sa tumour nazar aa gaya na, usse wahin ke wahin operate karke nikaal denge."

GODDAMN. KAHIN DR. SHASHANK RAHIL KE BHI PAPA TOH NAHI, COZ FUCK, THE LEVEL OF SAVAGERY.

GOD I HATE VARDHAN SO MUCH, I TOH SAY IDHAR HI SCALPEL SE CHEER-PHAAD DAALO SAALE KO. HARAAAMI INSAAN.

chandni's asha accent keeps slipping in and out. :///

god juhi looks so good.

gurdeep has really glowed up with age, she looks even better now than she does in the flashbacks to S1.

damn, ishani's social skills have really grown exponentially. she's being even more effective than sid at consoling jessi, which..... honestly, my heart is so full rn.

also god, i'm so so so glad surbhi's finally back in form. finally this show is using her potential, with the comedy and these kinda heartfelt emotional scenes.

ok time for self-love hype talk. kinda ehh, but i like the spirit.

sid needs to be a motivational speaker. matlab.... wow.

ah fuck, i held out for this long, but lost it at this shot of ishani and sid crying together. fuck i love them both so much.

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Y'ALL ARE RUINING MY GODDAMN LIFE, YOU STUPID FUCKS.

(though i did catch a glimpse of a BTS of this scene and know what's coming up and pfffffffft, bedagarkkk ho tum dono ka.)

#sanjivani #sj lbs #episode liveblogs

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ladylike-foxes · 5 years

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Thank you, Anon!! ❤️❤️ Have some awkward Solavellan hurt+care and a weird Dorian+Solas bromance moment for @dadrunkwriting 👉😉👉

TW: Blood, painful wounds, sutures, first aid.

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She was relieved to see she was the first to wake up. Although they'd stopped arguing after Solas had screamed at her, she had a feeling it was more a pause than actually considering the matter closed. Though the cot proved an added obstacle, she managed to extricate herself from it and his limbs without rousing him. Despite the screaming pain throughout every inch of her body, it had been worth avoiding picking up the argument first thing in the morning. Her Anchor arm felt so weak as to be almost useless, and she realized she wore the tattered remnants of her clothes from the previous night, stinking of stale sweat and dried blood. Wrinkling her nose, she pulled her shirt off with a barely swallowed yelp; remembering the claw marks on her stomach only after she tore the ripped shirt from where it had dried to the gashes. Her left arm throbbed, threatening immobility should she attempt to raise it again. After a few moments to catch her breath, she loosed the laces of her breeches. Once more, she forgot the burn on her hip until she was peeling the leather away from the angry red wound, unable to help but cry out as the material took several layers of skin with it.

"Come here," She'd woken him, and he moved to sit on the edge of the cot.

She shuffled over, wincing, ruined pants still clinging to her upper thighs. He grasped her kindly, hands firm but soft as they framed her waist and situated her before him. He leaned in closely, she could feel his breath across her hip bone as he examined the scratches left by the Shade. When he hummed thoughtfully, she could swear ushe felt it reverberate through her. Breath came a little faster, pulse picked up slightly, skin flushing warm across her chest and face, standing there half naked under his scrutiny. After a second, he turned her slightly to look at the burn: his warm breath scalding against the raw flesh. Lips pursed as he pulled a face, sighing deeply before waving his hand over one wound and then the others. Releasing her, he rested his elbows on his knees, breathing slow and controlled as he squeezed his eyes shut. He hadn't been able to heal either one completely, and they would certainly scar, but at least the lacerations had closed and the burn was a smaller, healther scab.

"Thank you," Muttering quietly, still wary of a fight.

"I would have done more, but I am attempting to conserve my mana, should it be direly necessary later," Still hunched over, eyes shut, "Dorian and I spent the evening helping to heal the Chargers. No doubt he is exhausted as I."

"I'm sure Bull's people greatly appreciate it," Having turned away to quickly don fresh clothes, "I certainly do."

When she faced him again, he was rubbing his face, and she saw his arm was sloppily bandaged. Impulsively, she moved to grab his wrist for a better look, but he snatched out of her grasp with a startled look. His eyes are particularly stormy today, thinking distractedly.

"You didn't bother to heal your own injuries first?"

"My skills were needed elsewhere," Slightly defensive and a touch accusatory, "I was already weaker than usual."

"Okay, but you should at least let me look at it," Reaching again but slow and deliberate, "I know shit-all about healing magic, but you know shit-all about first aid. Let me see."

Scowling, he reluctantly offered his arm. She unwound the bandage carefully, glad to see it hadn't been dried to the injury as her clothes had been. Running the length of his forearm was a long, deep gash. He had packed it with gauze, but she could see clearly it required stitches if there was any hope of keeping it from infection. She straightened up with a sigh, hands on her hips, anticipating his doubtless objection to her magically-lacking treatment.

"I'm gonna need to stitch that up—" Holding a hand up to cut off his refusal," At least until you feel better enough to heal it yourself."

He didn't attempt to speak again, but looked at her with dubious ire. She shrugged, gesturing for him to follow her outside.

"I'm going to need to see it in the light, if you don't want me to butcher it."

After a minute taken, she was sure, to bitch quietly to himself, he emerged from the tent after her. He turned immediately to Dorian, who looked immensely hungover sitting on the nearest side of the fire, but the Magister was already waving his hand in a weak dismissal.

"Sorry, Solas. As I've already told Halie, I'm too weak myself to tend to your arm," One hand remaining a makeshift visor over his squinting eyes, he pointed to his bag with the other.

"The distilled spirits are in that bottle in the side pocket of my bag, Love."

Halesta grabbed the bottle and then a few clean rags and other things from amongst their own supplies before sitting down, indicating Solas sit beside her.

"What are the spirits for?"

Eyeing her with confusion, but she merely grinned, not allowing him a chance to pull away before pouring half the bottle over the gaping wound. He hissed and spat curses in Elvhen, jerking his arm away again. She smiled to herself and took a small pull from the bottle before setting it aside.

"You might have simply warned me!" Pouting like a child.

"Where's the fun in that? Now, c'mon, lemme see it."

He continued his low muttering in Elvhen, so soft and quickly she was only able to catch the occasional word. Hearing her People's tongue spoken so naturally, regardless of his agitation, was strangely calming. Even his largely nonsensical string of curses had a sort of musical quality. Bending one of her smallest needles into a hook, she sterilzed it along with a pair of tweezers in a small flame she'd easily summoned. Deftly threading the needle, and with one last splash of spirits over the length of colored floss (sage green, of course), she turned her gaze back to him.

"This isn't going to be painless...."

"What in life is?" Sarcastically quipped, "I have had worse, I am certain. Go on."

A strange compulsion came over her. She leaned up and pressed a brisk kiss to the corner of his mouth, then quickly sat to focus on her work before it could be acknowledged. She studied the laceration again; it was fairly deep, though there wasn't too much damage to the actual muscle, which was good. There were a few different sutures she had learned from Mamae. Judging by the width of the wound, the "U"-shaped sack stitch would probably be best. She moved to start, but hesitated...it'd been years since she'd done this. A nervous reflex, she glanced up to see Solas watching her with a small—albeit, slightly wistful—smile, slow blink and nod of confidence. Rolling her eyes at his reassurance, and her apparent need for it, she tucked in. Deliberate, fluid motions, like her mother had taught her back when she thought she'd be without magic. Back when it seemed there was no in studying under her mother as a healer, as Aura had. So Halesta and Laleal had stuck with basic field first-aid; learning to set bones, suture, and a cursory study of medicinal benefits of some common plants. Laleal had never been squeamish about sutures, but Halie’s were always neater. The notion that that she had once been squeamish made her laugh aloud.

“What is amusing?” Her glance flickered up briefly to see her patient arching a brow wryly.

She shook her head, smiling as she continued her mending, “Nothing, really. Just a funny old memory.”

“Pray, tell.”

“Oh, yes!” Dorian turned toward them, Bull appearing at his side, “Story time.”

“Ehh, I don’t know,” Ducking her head with a chuckle, “Even if you did believe me, you’d laugh at me.

“C’monnn, Boss,” Bull leaned in with a drowsy grin, “Spill the beans.”

Sighing dramatically, the heat rushing to her face even as she maintained a steady pace with the stitches. She let them wait for a moment as she knotted and cut another suture.

“Mamae was a healer, and people would come from the nearby villages whenever word spread that our Clan was in the area. Even the worst of the humans were careful to watch their tongue, in case they should need Mamae’s help, which they had the courtesy to assume they’d be refused if she heard them calling us ‘Knife-Ears’.... Though, honestly, she’d have helped them anyway. Wellll, so,“ Trying to focus more on her hands than the story, that old embarrassment creeping up in her throat, “I, uh, was actually very squeamish about this sort of thing as a child. Blood and such, I mean.”

Dorian, Bull, and the more familiar Chargers roared with laughter. Even Solas wasn’t attempting to restrain his chuckling, making it difficult for her to see what she was doing.

“You? Squeamish?” Varric had joined them at some point, his voice emerging from somewhere behind her, “Our Little Bit? I don’t believe it.”

Gently stabbing Solas with the needle so he’d sit still, “I know, I know. The irony, right?”

They teased and laughed for awhile; and maybe it was the time that’d passed or how much she’d changed, but it didn’t seem as embarrassing as it once had. She dabbed at the blood that had started from his wound again, her mind drifting slightly from everything but the repetition of her movements. The conversation around her drifted too, though it sounded distant and indistinct to her at first.

“—You and the Chief were actually quieter than those two,” Krem’s comments to Dorian snapping her out of her reverie, “Between the four of you, I’m surprised Maryden and I got any sleep at all!”

“Yeah, he really laid you out last night, huh, Boss?” A teasing undercurrent to Bull’s tone as he set up the punchline for her.

“And not even in the fun way,” Mock disappointment and a sly sidelong glance to her friends.

They were surrounded by laughter, but the easy kind. The kind that indicated that the subject had been dropped. Solas pouted quietly for a moment; she didn’t dare look up at him and risk his glaring daggers at her.

“Dorian,” His voice low and smooth overhead, nearly distracting her from looping a knot, “May I see that bottle? Is this what you were drinking last night?”

“The Massaad?” Passing the bottle to his free hand, “I didn’t take you for a Sommelier, Solas.”

“Hm,” Amused hum as he examined the bottle in his hand, “I am not. I, however, do need a drink if I am to deal with this heckling all day.”

She looked up in surprise to see his head tossed back and bottle bottom-up, finishing it off with a mere three swallows. Bull barked a laugh while Krem looked nervously at Dorian’s appalled expression.

“That was an extremely rare vintage!!”

“Ir abelas, Falon,” Smiling apologetically, “But, I do have...countless resources at my disposal. I swear to procure you another to replace it.”

Dorian seem to consider this, appearing mollified.

“Wait,” The Magister’s tone surprisingly lighthearted, “Before or after you destroy the world?”

Solas actually laughed along with Dorian, while Halie looked between the two men, needle frozen in the air and her mouth slightly agape.

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niyes-lahiffe · 5 years

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Pfft. All the fandom needed to end the Alya hate was Marinette LITERALLY ditching her best friends for no reason smh. But of course no ones going to say anything about. Its just nice to have peace I guess.

wellll i wouldn’t start hating on marinette either, even if i was a bit confused as to why she actually ditched but EHH no character is worth hating except gabriel agreste and that’s that

but yes this peace is nice

#asks #anon #ml salt #not really?? but tagged just in case

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raventhekittycat · 5 years

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FBIエージェント赤井秀一は妹なんかにほだされない FBI Agent Akai is not moved to affection towards something like a little sister Doujinshi Translation

Doujinshi here: https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=73388777

Translation below the cut because it is long

It’s a mostly cute story following Akai visiting Sera for a week

DC FANBOOK S.Akai+M.Sera

今年のクリスマスどこ行くの？ Where are you going this Christmas? 家でゆっくりたくでさぁ At home slowly ね、今の人かっこよくなかった？ Hey, wasn't that person now cool? えっうそやだ見てなかった Eh no way I didn't see 秀兄！ Shuu-nii! おかえり Welcome home 長旅お疲れ様 Thank you for the long trip. (long trip otsukaresama) ただいま I'm back 待たせて悪い My bad for making you wait ぜーんぜん！ Not at all! どうした？ What is it? しゅうにい~!! Shuu-nii~!! 一週間よろしくな Please look after me for the week すっごく楽しみにしてたんだ！ I was really looking forward to it! あぁ Ah ★Attention★ •組織壊減後 •After the organization's destruction •秀一(長男)はアメリカ、真純(末っ子)は1人で日本に残ってます •Shuuichi (the eldest son) is in the United States, and Masumi (the youngest child) remains in Japan alone 一か月前 One month ago は？ What? だから So 工藤君に聞いたぞ！ I asked Kudou-kun! 秀兄、来月こっちに帰ってくるんだろ？ Shuu-nii will you come back here next month? 仕事でな I'm at work 工藤君には話してボクには内緒なんだ Talk to Kudo-kun and it's no secret to me ボウヤにはたまたま言う機会があったんだ I had a chance to say something to the boy どうだか。秀兄いつもそうだよね How is it? Shuu-nii is always the same ボクにはなんにも話してくれない You won't tell me anything と、いうわてでボクとお泊まり会しようよ~!! Well, let's have you stay with me for free! 真純… Masumi... 工藤君に聞く限り As long as you ask Kudou-kun 今回は潜入捜査でも危険な仕事ってわけでもないんだろ？ This is not an undercover investigation or a dangerous job, is it? 一週間ホテル暮らしもボクの家も変わらないよ！ One week hotel living and my house will not change! ねぇ~しゅうにい~いいでしょ~~!! Nee~ Shuu-nii~ it's a good idea~~!! それとも秀兄は Or maybe Shuu-nii ボクのこと About me どうでもよくなっちゃった？ You have better? (Together: Or maybe Shuu-nii you have better than me?) 構わんよ。 I'm sorry. 赤井君、たまには家族サービスもしてあげた方がいい Akai-kun, you should also have family service sometimes 君ただでさえ死んだフリして心配をかけていたのだから Even if you were alone, I was worried about dying あ、ついでに最終日は自由に使いなさい Oh, please use the last day freely よし、早速君のホテルはキャンセルしておこう OK, let's cancel your hotel right away えーと出張申請は… Wellll, buisnes trip application... …謀ったな ... you got it さて！ Now! 秀兄一週間の予定は？ Shuu-nii what are your plans for the week? 今日は何もない。明日から仕事で出るが遅くはならんな Nothing today. I will come to work from tomorrow but not late 帰国前日は一日フリーだ One day before returning home is free その一日はボクのために？ Is that day for me? しらじらしいな It looks like ジェイムズからのプレゼントだそのために与えられたんだろう？ It is a present from James. Was it given for that? ありゃバレてた Arya You knew! れいぞこの中はご自由に You're free to what's in the fridge ボクも明日から学校だし、 I also have school from tomorrow 洗濯はてきどーに出してくれていいよ It's okay to take the laundry out スケジュールは似たようなもんかな The schedule is similar ここがお風呂だ Here is the tub ここが寝室兼書斎だよ This is my bedroom and study room 本は好きに読んでくれていいぞ You can read the books as you like 秀兄寝床はどうする？ Shuu-nii what will you do about a bed? 客用の布団が1組あるからここに敷いて… Because there is one set of guest futons, it spreads here ... いや、いい。 No, it's good. 就寝も起床も時間は合わないだろう When I go to bed and when I wake up will not match. そこのソファで寝るさ I will sleep on the sofa there それもそうだな！ That's right! よし！ Ok! じゃあ夕飯の材料買いに行こう Let's go buy some ingredients for dinner 近くにスーパーがあるんだ There is a supermarket nearby 真純、お前自炊してるのか？ Masumi, do you cook for yourself? もちろんしてるよ Of course I do …なんて、毎日じゃないけどね ... but not every day ボクのワガママで日本に残らせてもらってるし I am allowed to remain in Japan with my Wagamama ママに言われてるから Because you are told by mom それより秀兄ルー辛口？甘口？ More than that Shuu-nii should the roux be spicy? Sweet? 中辛か辛口 Medium hot and salty じゃ、中辛ね Then medium hot 昼は弁当か？ Is lunch a bento? 本当はな~ Really~ でも朝起きりなくてさ、ホテル暮らしの時からずっと購買 But I have to wake up in the morning, from the time of hotel living it was always the school canteen あと時々女の子が手作りお菓子とかくれるよ After a while sometimes the girls handmade sweets disappeared 女の子が…？ Girl…? 缶詰 Canned food 砂糖•塩 Sugar•Salt タレ Sauce 秀兄 Shuu-nii 隠し味は何にする？ What is your secret ingredient? .....そうだな .....That's right 有希子さんに教えてもらったのは味噌だか… Is it miso to have been taught by Yukiko-san ... ....へぇー、 ...Ehh そっか I see じゃあそれにしよっと Well then ちなみにね By the way うちのママはピーナッツバターだったよ My mom used peanut butter えーとミソミソ Well miso miso 真純 Masumi 今日はピーナッツバターしてくれ Peanut butter for today …あんまり拗ねるな ... Pouting a little 拗ねてない I'm not pouting そうか I see もう、それ返して来て Already, come back 冷蔵庫にあるからいらない I do not need because it is in the refrigerator こうやって秀兄と並んで台所立つなんて変な感じ It's strange how to stand the kitchen alongside Shuu-nii like this …そもそもこの歳になって初めてまともに台所に立ったくらいだ ... it was about to be in the kitchen for the first time since this year それはどうかと思う I wonder if that is そういえば、 By the way, んー？ Hmm? 昔日本に一時帰国したとき一回だけお前たちの住む家に泊まったな Once when I returned to Japan temporarily I stayed at the house where you lived once その時は台所は母さんの城だった At that time the kitchen was mother's castle 覚えてるかお前まだ小さかったから… Do you remember because you were still small ... あ Ah うん Yeah 覚えてるよー… I remember ねぇ、秀兄 Hey, Shuu-nii なんだ What? …じゃがいもの皮厚くない？ Aren't the potato skins thick? む… Well... ママー！ Mama! もうごはんできた？ Is breakfast ready already? あぁ Ah もう少しだ A little more おさらだす？ Should I get out the plates? ん、頼む気を付ろよ Nn, Please be careful はーい！ Yeeees! よ、っと… (I couldn't confirm my translation of this line) きちにいあさだよ~ Kichi-nii it's morning~ う~ん Yeaaaah きのうからしゅうにいがとまってるへやー… The room where Shuichi has stopped since yesterday ... きのう、かえるのおそかったけどたべるかな Yesterday he was late to come back but would he eat おかしに行っておどろかしちゃえ！ He would be surprised if I brought him candy! …さて ...then あ Ah 真純、 Masumi 秀一の所には… In Shuuichi's space... …真純？ ...Masumi? 覚えてるよ I remember 今になって At this point なんて幼く軽率な行動だつたんだろうって How young and careless was it? 後悔してるんだ I regret it しゅ、秀兄これボクのお弁当？！ Shu-Shuu-nii is this my bento?! 残り物だ It's leftovers うう、 *Crying もてなさなきゃいけないのにお世話されてる… I'm being taken care of by having to be a friend ... 大きなお世話か？ Should I not bother? ううん最高… No it's the best ... そうか I see ねぐせひどいぞ You have horrible bedhead あれ世良ちゃん今日お弁当だね Oh Sera-chan today it's a bento そうなんだ蘭君 That's right Ran-kun 実は兄貴が泊まりに来ててさ、残りものとか言って作ってくれたんだ Actually my brother came to stay, and he made it by saying it's what's left 30こえたおじさんなのにまともに台所立ったこともなくてさあまあ要領良いから結局ボクなんかよりおいしいもの作るんだけど *Even though he's uncle over 30, we've never stood in the kitchen together, well from the sufficient essentials in the end from someone like me delicious food was made although 世良寝ぐせひでーぞ Sera you have bad bedhead 楽しい！ It's fun! 楽しい Fun 秀兄と一緒にいられて To be together with Shuu-nii すっごい楽しい It's great fun こんな日がずつと続けばいいのに‼ I wish I could continue such days one by one !! シュウ兄とお泊まり Shuu-nii's stay 最...終...日... Fi...nal...day... 真純、今日はどこに行くんだ？ Masumi, where are we going today? バッティングセンター行ってお昼ご飯に工藤君呼んで Going to the batting center and called Kudou for lunch 射撃場行ってドライブしてそのままディナー… And go to the shooting range and for a drive and right after that dinner そうか、早く準備しろよ Well, get ready soon うん… Yeah... 赤井さん、てっきり世良には言ってると思ったんですよ Akai-san, clearly I'm telling Sera and I remembered あぁ、俺もそう記憶していた Ah, I remember so too 嘘ばっかり！ Really no way! 秀兄、工藤君を味方につけようとしても無駄だぞ Shuu-nii, it is no use trying to put Kudou-kun on your side 彼だって今までの秀兄の秘密主義の被害者なんだから Even he is the victim of Shuu-nii's secrecy until now 確かにな… Certainly… まぁ Well そんなこと言って世良には甘いですよね、赤井さん It is sweet to Sera saying such a thing, Akai-san えぇ~？ Eeeh? お弁当見ましたよ I saw the bento あぁ… Aah... こっちにいる間ご飯は赤井さんが？ *While I'm here, what about that meal Akai-san? いや、 No 一緒に作ったり先に帰った方が作ったり…ほとんど煮込み料理だか *Something like making it together or making it before returning... almost invariably was stewed food そうそう Yes yes ふは、赤井さん、灰原に煮込み料理で疑わらたことありましたよね Akai-san, the stewed dishes you gave to Haibara were suspicious things 煮込みが足りないって The stews were lacking そんなこともあったな There was also such a thing へえー... Ayyyyy その後どんどん美味くなって灰原の反応見るのがおもしろくって It becomes delicious after that and it is interesting to see the reaction of the Haibara 練習したんだ I practiced 母性が生まれそうだつた *Motherhood was about to be born 昴さんの姿だと特に俺も灰原もお兄ちゃんみたいに… If it is a figure of Subaru-san, especially to me and Haibara you are like an older brother... おもっ (Start of something that got cut off. I don't know what) 秀兄はボクのお兄ちゃんだけど、な！ But Shuu-nii is my onii-chan! そこ拾うか？ You just gathered that? ははははっ Hahahaha 真純お前、いつまで拗ねてるんだ Masumi you, how long are you sulking っしゅ、 Shu 秀兄が笑ったぁー！ Shuu-nii laughed! うるせー兄妹 Annoying siblings 真純 Masumi 風呂... Bath... あ Ah …ふぅ ...fuu …ん ...nn しゅ Shu にぃ… Nii... ...真純 ... Masumi ちゃんと家族ができなくて I can't do family properly 悪い Sorry あ Ah ま Ma- すみ sumi か？秀一 Shuuichi 飲みすぎだ You drank too much 顔洗ってこい。 Go wash your face! …真純 ...Masumi さっきは Just now 悪かったな I was at fault なんであやまるの？ Why apologize? ボクね I, しゅうにいをおどろかせようって to suprise Shuu-nii, おと立てないように入ったんだよ would not make a noise as I came in. なのにしゅうにい And yet Shuu-nii すぐきづいちゃうんだもん immediately noticed ボクがびっくりしちゃった I was surprised しゅうにいはやっぱりすごいね！ As I thought Shuu-nii is amazing! 「ちゃんと家族が出来なくて悪い」 "It is bad that I can not do family properly" バカだなぁ秀兄 Stupid Shuu-nii 秀兄が Shuu-nii 自分を死んだことにして made himself dead ボクに何も言ってくれなかったこと and didn't say anything to me ムカついて寂しくて悔しくて I was angry, lonely, frustrated 何発でも殴ってやりたかった How many times I wanted to hit you 一生許さないって思った I thought I would never forgive you in this lifetime でも But それでも And yet 秀兄のこと嫌いになんかなれないんだ I can't dislike a thing about Shuu-nii 秀兄と同じご飯を食べて Eating the same meal, 同じ景色を見られて嬉しい seeing the same scenery, with Shuu-nii, I'm happy 生きていてくれたことが To have lived 本当に嬉しい I'm really happy どこにいたって No matter where you go な��してたって what you do 秀兄は Shuu-nii will ずっと always, ずっと always, 世界一かっこいい be the coolest in the world, ボクの大好きな兄貴だから because you are my favorite older brother. びっ …くりしたぁ~… Th-at surprised me~... ソファで寝てだから運でくれたんだ... I slept on the couch therefore I got luck… 戻るのめんどくさくなっちゃったのかな... I wonder if it was a pain to go back... …秀兄が ...Shuu-nii 寝落ち… dozed off... なんでアラーム止めたんだ Why did you stop the alarm ごめんごめん~ Sorry sorry~ チェ飛行機遅れたらどうする Che- what will you do if I'm late for my plane 学校寄らなくていいのに… It's fine if I don't go to school ...

This was my first attempt translating a full length doujinshi. I did a page a day to prevent fatigue. I’m really happy having done it, since I really liked this one even before I could read it.

The lines with asterisks I have little faith it but I tried my best. I am however pretty sure that the line about motherhood is correct but I couldn’t understand it in context so I might be wrong hence the asterisk. I did occasionally struggle to read some of the kanji so it is possible I have misread some things and caused errors because of that. There were also two lines I wasn’t able to translate in the slightest which I apologize for.

As always please correct any errors you do happen to catch

#Detective Conan #dcmk #Akai Shuuichi #Sera Masumi #Kudou Shinichi #doujinshi #translation #comic #source: pixiv

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sarohara · 3 years

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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!

You both like friends.

You: heyy

Stranger: heyyy

You: haha how you doin?

Stranger: good

You: oh great!

You: where r u from?

Stranger: your basement

Stranger: please let me out

You: I don't have one haha

You: got u

Stranger: can you come get me

Stranger: I'm scared

You: get outta there

You: yourself

Stranger: :(

You: ok fine

You: you're free

Stranger: thank youuuu

You: you're very welcome

Stranger: ❤️❤️

Stranger: love youuu

You: I love you too

You: I mean, I know you do

Stranger: Awwwww

Stranger: i know

Stranger: call me han solo cuz i know

You: lmao han solo

Stranger: 🤌🤌

Stranger: han solo

Stranger: he's hot

You: he really is

Stranger: wow that's kinda gay innit

You: is it?

You: don't think so

Stranger: nah it defo is

Stranger: he's a guy

You: if you say so!

Stranger: i think

You: well I'm not

Stranger: so you're an f1 race car ?

You: I guess I am

Stranger: well that settles it then

You: definitely

You: what's ur name gal?

Stranger: Who said i was a gal 🤬

You: I'm assuming

You: God did

You: jk lmao

Stranger: wellll you shouldn't 😭

You: aren't u a girl tho? hahaha

Stranger: i might not be a gal

Stranger: it depends

You: i know u are

You: I can feel the energy

Stranger: you can feel the feministic energy from within me ?

You: or maybe not

You: but ya

You: kinda

Stranger: hmmmm

You: c'mon

Stranger: maybe your assumption is er5ong 🤷

Stranger: wrong***

You: yeah that's a maybe

You: but who knows

You: I mean u do

Stranger: i know 😼

You: exactly

Stranger: EXACTLY

You: you're whatever u want

You: totally free

You: hehehe

Stranger: Woooowww

Stranger: so liberal

Stranger: i like it

You: Ikr??

Stranger: i love it actually

Stranger: Maybe i wanna be an f1 car too then

Stranger: 🤷

You: I'm dying

Stranger: :(

Stranger: do don't

You: f1 car is just awesome

Stranger: f1 car is kinda sexy 😼

You: I mean it's funny

You: Imma use this term from now on

Stranger: it is indeed verr funny

Stranger: f1 car go vrooooom

You: Hahahahaha honestly so silly but funny

Stranger: you should introduce this term to your very extensive vocabulary

Stranger: it will definitely broaden your linguistic knowledge

You: Yes!! I should! tysm for this term

Stranger: no worrriiiessss

Stranger: the pleasure is mine 😼

You: always

Stranger: soooo

Stranger: tell me something

You: something

You: jk

Stranger: hmmm

You: what do u want to know?

Stranger: what is thy name ?

You: Sarah

Stranger: sarah well i must say that is indeed an amazing name

Stranger: especially since it's sarah and not sara

Stranger: Sarah is 10x better than Sara

Stranger: just sayin'

You: aw thank you <3 that's sweet

You: what's urs?

Stranger: my name isss

Stranger: drum rollllll

Stranger: Aimár

You: suspense

You: I can tell if that's a..um like a female or male name but it doesn't matter cuz it's such a nice name

Stranger: ahahahha thank youuu sarah

You: I can't spell that honestly

You: Aimár, sounds fancy tho

Stranger: it's an unusual name so i can't blame you

You: you defo can't

Stranger: thank youu

Stranger: it's spelt

Stranger: Eye-m-are

Stranger: idk if that made sense 😼😼

You: ohhh I was right then

Stranger: yess you proabbly were

Stranger: you probably nailed it

You: nice meeting you eye-m-are

Stranger: looll

You: it reminds me of Neymar

Stranger: nice meeting you Sarah with an H

Stranger: well lemme tell you that ain't the first time

Stranger: I've heard it

You: Hahahahaha

You: you get that a lot?

Stranger: yeeeaahhh i do

Stranger: whenever i meet new people that's one of the first things they say

Stranger: I'm sure Neymar gets it a lot too

Stranger: just with my name 🤷

You: Hahahaha I bet he does!!!

Stranger: soooo

Stranger: tell me something again

You: what now?

Stranger: what year was thy brought into this world ?

You: Take a guess

Stranger: ehh 2003 ?

You: closeee

Stranger: 2004

You: yes!

Stranger: waaiiiiittt

Stranger: are you for reallll ?

You: whaaaatttt

You: yesss

Stranger: me toooo wth

You: ohhh that's so cool

Stranger: yeahhhh it's super duper cool 😎

You: when are u turning 17?

Stranger: November

Stranger: you ?

You: September

You: I'm older hehe

Stranger: wooowww

Stranger: yeaahhh a couple month smh

You: Heheheh still older

Stranger: yeaahhhh ig

Stranger: you'll have to be my plug when you get old enough

Stranger: 😭

You: your plug? hahahahaha

Stranger: a person to buy alcohol for someone else

Stranger: lol

You: Yeah but I won't do that hehe

Stranger: lol that's good

Stranger: i was just making a shit joke

Stranger: it was better in my head

Stranger: i swear 😼

You: I'm just kidding silly

You: I don't drink so I can buy for u if u want

You: I bet it was better in your head indeed

You: hehe

Stranger: you don't drink ?

You: nope

Stranger: cuz you're 16 or cuz of someth else

Stranger: cuz i don't

You: no it's a trauma thing

Stranger: ohh gotcha

Stranger: won't talk about it then

You: not really

Stranger: where u from ?

You: your basement

Stranger: hmmm

Stranger: a lil uno reverse

Stranger: i see

Stranger: i do have a basement actually

You: Hahahahahaha

You: yes well I know I'm from your basement

Stranger: ohhh well that explains the weird sounds coming for there

You: Oops

Stranger: can you try and keep it quiet please ??

You: Yes I'll try, I promise

Stranger: thank youuuu

Stranger: that's very sweet of you

Stranger: it's been annoying me

You: Hahahaha :)

You: I'm so sorry I didn't know you could hear that sound

Stranger: nah don't worryyy bout it

Stranger: I'm curious what you were doing down there tho

You: none of your business sir

Stranger: welllll okayyyy then ma'm

You: or miss

Stranger: no need to be rude 🤬

You: No I mean, sir or miss

You: Hahahahahah

Stranger: you can call me sir

You: oh so you're a sir?

You: ohhh

You: I was so wrong

Stranger: i am of the oposite gender

You: I see I see

Stranger: you was indeed very mistaken

Stranger: i told you tho

Stranger: 🤷

You: You did?

You: I'm slow

Stranger: I'm pretty sure i kinda did

You: a bit low

Stranger: you're an f1 car tho

Stranger: so you're not slow

Stranger: in fact

You: ironic, innit?

Stranger: you're really fast

Stranger: yeah ironic i suppose

You: haha now for real

You: where r u from?

Stranger: innit

You: again

Stranger: guess

You: not my basement

You: how am I supposed to do that lmaoo

Stranger: welll i had to guess your age

Stranger: so it's only fair

You: there are like 200 countries around the world

Stranger: 🤷

Stranger: welll I'm not from sirgisistan

Stranger: I'll tell you that

You: Or less than that, wait lemme google it

Stranger: Only 199 left

Stranger: 293

Stranger: or someth

Stranger: i believe

You: oh whoa I thought it was like 196

Stranger: wait lol

Stranger: i might be stupid

You: 195!!! I was so close

Stranger: it ends with with 90 someth

Stranger: that i know

Stranger: oh wow

Stranger: I'm stupid then

You: Yes you are

Stranger: it's cause you're 2 months older

You: Jk sir you're adorable

Stranger: so you have more experience

Stranger: i suppose

You: Yeah, right that's the reason why I know a bit more than you

Stranger: yeah it's only logical

You: yeah of course

You: sirgisistan?

Stranger: what

Stranger: about

Stranger: it

You: what is that

You: sirgisistan

Stranger: I'm pretty sure that's a country

You: I've never of that

Stranger: or i might hsve just made it up

Stranger: idk

You: Yes of course you did!!

Stranger: well you should google it

Stranger: find out if it is

You: it doesn't exist

Stranger: really ?

You: wait lemme check

You: i'm assuming

Stranger: kirgistan

Stranger: maybe that was the one i was thinking of

You: kyrgyzstan, that one does exist

Stranger: yeahhh

Stranger: okayy then i was indeed capping

Stranger: but I'll tell you know I'm not from there

You: obsviouly you were lmao

Stranger: yeah i might be

Stranger: I'm ffom a basement in kirgisistan

You: nah seriously hahahaha

Stranger: okayy guess the continent at least

You: can i have a tip sir?

Stranger: yess

Stranger: there are only 6 of them

Stranger: there you go

You: no kidding genius

Stranger: :))

You: oh cmon

Stranger: Why thank you

Stranger: come oooonnn

You: Asia?

You: Europe?

Stranger: lol

Stranger: Not asia

Stranger: europe perhaps

You: yes you're from europe

You: where in europe tho

Stranger: what do you think ?

Stranger: north, south, or east

You: i have no clue

You: italy?

You: portugal?

You: france?

You: norway?

Stranger: wow

Stranger: hold up

Stranger: one of em

Stranger: is correct

You: oh come on

You: ohhh really?

Stranger: yess

Stranger: really

You: do not tell me you're from portugal

Stranger: why not

You: are u????

Stranger: noo sorryy

You: oh shoot

You: it's ok

Stranger: are you ?

You: nope

Stranger: oh okayy then

You: but i kinda do speak their language

Stranger: oh you speak protugese ?

You: not protugese

Stranger: whaaa

Stranger: do they not speak Portuguese

Stranger: in portugal ???

You: but ya I do speak portuguese

You: I'm just messing with u

Stranger: oohh okay

Stranger: lol

Stranger: brazil then ?

You: cuz u said protugese instead of portuguese

You: yuuup

You: damn it

Stranger: lol

Stranger: gotcha

You: you weren't supposed to know that so quickly

Stranger: I'm too good at this game

Stranger: you said you speak Portuguese

Stranger: it's the biggest clue ever

You: well I could be from Africa

Stranger: ehhh yeah sure

Stranger: a bit of a stretch but sure

Stranger: what country in africa speaks Portuguese ?

You: I'm not sure

You: Nigeria?

Stranger: i don't think so lol

You: wait wait wait

Stranger: I'm waiting

You: I don't remember :(

You: but I did know the answer

Stranger: okkkayyy then i believe youuu 🤷

You: mozambique!!

Stranger: ohhh really

You: there are more tho

Stranger: that's awwesome

Stranger: did not know they spoke protugese

You: yes they do!!

Stranger: that's really cool

You: yupp

You: lemme procede to find out where you're from

Stranger: yesss

Stranger: you almost had it

You: france?

You: I don't think so..

Stranger: why not France

You: I mean I don't know

Stranger: well you're assumption is correct

You: so you're not?

Stranger: nope

You: oh good

You: I mean

Stranger: ahaha

You: idk anyways

You: italy??

Stranger: hmmm

You: I feel like you are

Stranger: i will tell you one thing

Stranger: i am 1/4 italian

You: oh come on now

Stranger: but i am not from italy

Stranger: lol

Stranger: it's true

You: no fking way you're from norway

You: that's my fav country in the whole world

Stranger: noo fucking wayy norway was one of your guesses

Stranger: waittt actually ???

You: yesssssss

You: what the heck

Stranger: WHAAAAAAAA

Stranger: THAT ISSS TRULYY AWESOMEEE

You: HAHAHAHAH

You: wow!!!

Stranger: I'm just so incredibly shocked you guessed so quickly

Stranger: like it's the tiniest country ever

You: well I didn't actually guessed that quickly but ok hahaha

Stranger: well out of the five european countries you chose of

Stranger: norway was one of em

Stranger: quite impressive

You: Cuz I love this country!!!

You: that's why

Stranger: that's amazing

Stranger: thank youu

Stranger: have you ever been here ?

You: you're very welcome!!!

You: not yet!!!

Stranger: you should, you'll love it

You: I already do! Norway is absolutely beautiful

You: Everything's just perfect over there

Stranger: aww , lemme know when you visit norway

Stranger: I'll show you around haha

You: okay!!!! I'm already looking forward

Stranger: it's gonna be greattt

You: I'm sure it will :)

Stranger: what time is it in brazil ?

You: It's 19:22 right now

You: what about norway?

Stranger: 00:22

You: pretty late huh

Stranger: so i should probably sleep soon yeah

You: aren't u sleepy?

You: ohh ya

Stranger: a little yeah

You: ok got it, do you have any social media?

Stranger: I've got snap

Stranger: You ?

You: no shoot I don't :/

Stranger: :((

You: only snap?

Stranger: uhh I've got instagram too

You: oh sweet!! what's ur @?

Stranger: aimar.chirico

You: hold on a sec

Stranger: alrighttt i willl

You: found ya!

Stranger: awesommee !

Stranger: got the notification

You: you better follow me back sir!!

You: hehe jk

Stranger: ohhh i did 😅

You: great! :) now you can get your sleep hehe

Stranger: yess haha

Stranger: now i can rest easy

You: goodnight then :)

You: it was really nice talking to u btw!

Stranger: thank youuu

Stranger: it was truly great talking to you as well :)

Stranger: goood nighttt

You: aww!

You: see yaaa

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diabeticgirl4 · 7 years

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*sees super cool giveaway on facebook*

“I would do anything to win that tbh”

*you must share the post on your facebook wall*

“hmmm nvm”

#ignore me #two free tickets to iceland for a week #iceland is my fave place and I'd love to go back #but considering I've already been there #and I rly rly hate posting on facebook #ehh I guess I could do without #oh wellll

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dunngeons · 7 years

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anyways camp camp is kind of a dumb show. the main character is an asshole, and not really in a charming way. yet he is often presented as the smartest character. then theres the joke about his parents leaving mexico

oh and just one of the characters is literally a kid that looks like hitler and they make jokes about jews...

it made me laugh a couple times but only because i am easily amused by violence and swear words. but it gets old and really feels like the creators just throw that shit in because they can and it feels a little out of place...

im very on the fence about the show but signs point to It’s Not Good. but all my friends (younger than me, mind you) on instagram are really into it and im like ehh... y’all...

wellll whatev im not gonna stop their fun. but thats my humble onion

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dancewithmeforever · 7 years

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Tagged by: @emmaatjuh  Name: Julia  Nickname: Juul, Juultje, the curly one & schaapje (little sheep, because of my hair lmao)  Zodiac sign: Capricorn Height: 1.65m or 5'4"  Orientation: Bisexual (I told my best friend a few months ago and apparently she is bisexual too wow love life, I tell really few people bc it’s still kind of new & scary too say it out loud, but that will change) Favourite colour: pastel blue, pastel pink or sea blue if you know what i mean ;) Favourite animal: wellll this is hard, i guess all birds, dolphins, pinguins & cats & dogs lmao Average sleep hours: 8 i guess, i try to reach 9-10 but it’s hard okay Cat person or dog person: BOTH, i have a cat and she’s really sweet but dogs are also really awesome k bye Favourite fictional character: ehhhh actually i don’t know rn  Number of blankets you sleep with: when it’s winter 2, but normally just 1 Dream trip: I really want to go for a few months to Australia with a friend, but I also want to go to Italy again, and YES I also want to go to LA & New York :)) Blog created: I think May/June/July 2015? I’m not really sure tho  My current number of followers: 291 I tag: @seasightcity @exoplaneet @dayofabitch and ehh idk.  Just do this if you want to & tag me in it, I love to read this kind of stuff about people heheheh.

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isletakebarzal · 3 years

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So It Goes... | TEASER | mat barzal x oc

a/n: hiiiiiiiiiii I wrote something else that is not the thing that i've been talking about for the last week, nor is it the part two to the fic I started months ago, nor is it any of the works in progress i've been working on for the last year, but oh well!!!!!!!!!!! here is a lil teaser to set the premise

summary: mat and murphy are simping for each other, but they're too fucking dumb to notice.

title is So It Goes... by taylor swift. copped the gif from google credz to whoever

***

He is on a goddamn plane again. For the third time this month, he is on his way to Chicago. He doesn’t even like Chicago. But who is in Chicago? Murphy. Murphy lives in Chicago, which means he has had to make up three different excuses as to why he had to be in Chicago.

At first he chalked it up to really good sex. Really, really good sex. Like…being ridden like a mechanical bull at a dive bar in Texas good sex. But now? 6 months later, he thinks he’s just pathetic. Not that he’d admit that.

She thinks he’s in town for a meeting with a new agent in Chicago, which isn’t a lie, necessarily. His previous agent just stepped away from the business due to his wife having his third child and giving him an ultimatum of ‘get your ass home to your wife or get your ass a new wife.’ And anyone could guess which option he chose.

Not Chicago where his bone buddy lives.

But again, being that this is his third flight to Chicago in the last month, and 12th over the last 6 months…Mat hardly considers himself sane.

Murphy.

She’s waiting for him at the airport when he lands.

Please.

They have a routine now when Mat comes in to town. He texts her, Murphy picks him up at the airport, they go back to her place and order takeout, and then they have obscene sex until they are immobile.

It’s a sweet deal, if you ask Murphy. There are no strings attached (uhh), no feelings involved (ehh), and it’s completely casual (wellll). And she just happens to be free at a moment’s notice every time Mat has to fly to Chicago for business.

You know, casually.

HAHAHAHA THIS IS ALL U GET FOR NOW SORRY BESTIES. XOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOOXOOX

#mat barzal #mat barzal fic #So It Goes...#mat x murph #nhl fic #hockey fic #hockey rpf #new york islanders #mat barzal x oc

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