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viastro · 4 years

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second life | xu minghao

ミ★ synopsis: in which jun and jeonghan pick out a book titled, Second Life, and find a message written to someone on the title page. it’s only then that they learn the untold story of two lovers who met at a library 35 years ago.

ミ★ genre: soulmate!au (kinda ?), multiple lives!au, fluff, light angst

ミ★ warnings: major character death (it’s not bad i promise)

ミ★ word count: 4,219

ミ★ pairings: xu minghao x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys! when i wrote this oneshot, i couldn’t think of any other published book, so i decided to reference @sunlightwoo‘s series, Second Life, which is really good so make sure to check it out ! i’m going to be a bit busy these upcoming weeks because i have finals soon, and i also just got a job as a boba barista ! i’ll try to post a oneshot at least once a week, but we’ll see how that goes HAHAHA as always, make sure to give lots of love to minghao <3 i hope you guys enjoy this one !!

“Who would wanna go to the library over the amusement park? And why is it you instead of Minghao?” Jun rolls his eyes at Jeonghan’s questions as the two of them step into the city library. They bow their heads in the elderly librarian’s direction, before walking further into the pretty empty space.

“Minghao keeps telling me to read more cause he’s tired of me bothering him.” Jun mutters as his eyes trail across the numerous books on the shelves. Jeonghan purses his lips, before nodding his head in agreement, knowing that Minghao is on the verge of possibly committing homicide if Jun barges into his apartment one more time unannounced.

“This looks nice.” Jun says quietly to himself as he pulls out the story titled, Second Life. He opens the cover, only to tilt his head at the writing scrawled on the title page. Jeonghan raises an eyebrow at Jun’s confused expression, so he leans in close to check out what he’s looking at.

for yn,

as a reminder for a fairly wonderful day. i hope for many more to come.

affectionately yours,

xmh

“I guess this book was donated?” Jeonghan asks, glancing down at the page to see that it was published long before the two were alive. Jun nods his head, and they head over to the front desk to rent the story.

“Ah, no one’s checked out this book in a long time.” The librarian says softly, hand grazing slightly over the written words. Jun and Jeonghan share a glance, before turning back towards the elderly woman. “Do you perhaps… know the person who wrote that message?”

She glances up at the two handsome men, seeing their curious expressions on their faces. The librarian lets out a smile, nodding her head as she stamps the sticker in the book and slides it back in Jun’s direction.

“They were a beautiful couple. I was just a young girl starting my first job as a librarian when they first met here, actually.” Jun finds himself growing more intrigued, as does Jeonghan since the two appear to be holding onto the librarians every word.

“Can we hear their story?” Jeonghan asks, and they watch as the librarian smiles, before nodding her head. She gestures for them to move towards the couches, and she walks out from behind the desk and sits in front of the two.

“It’s a bit of a long one, if that’s okay.” The librarian warns, and Jun and Jeonghan shake their heads, telling her that it’s no problem. She lets out a sigh, glancing out the window to see the yellow rays from the warm, summer sun shine into the library.

“It was a beautiful spring day when they first met.”

Fucking hate pollen, you think grumpily to yourself as you rub your nose in an attempt to hold back the monstrous sneeze that threatens to escape if you inhale one more breath of the spring air. You notice the library around the corner, and quicken your pace as you walk over to escape from the allergy infested air.

Once you’re there, you practically rip open the door and jump inside the quiet building. You let out a sigh of relief once the door closes behind you, and you pause, realizing how loud you must’ve been when you entered the library. So you turn your head slowly, just to find the relatively young librarian standing there with wide eyes, and you let out a small smile.

“I’m so sor-” The words die in your throat when you feel that familiar feeling in the back of your nose, and you quietly try to fight it back.

god, please. I’m in the place that’s supposed to be quiet, so if you humiliate me and make me sne-

You let out a loud sneeze that resembles the sound of the large stampede of wildebeest that killed Mufasa in the Lion King, and it makes you want to shrivel up and die right in the entrance of the library. You wouldn’t mind, really. It’d be a peaceful way to go out, just right here. In this library. Actually, it’d be rather pleasa-

“Do you need a tissue?” You turn your head to see the young librarian holding out a tissue box from her desk, and you let out an embarrassed smile. Shaking your head, you lift up your hand to tell her that you’re fine, only to stop and turn when you hear the door open from behind you.

A tall man walks in with long red hair that’s parted down the middle. He’s wearing a black turtleneck with a sheer blue button down over it. Running a hand through his hair, he glances up from the floor and locks eyes with you once the door closes.

Love at first sight. You never believed it, didn’t understand the concept, really. Even thought it was stupid. How could you fall in love with someone just from a first glance?

So why is it that you can’t seem to be able to breathe as you stare up into his deep, brown eyes that seem to hold millions of thoughts as they bore into yours. Feeling heat rush up to your cheeks, you turn away first, and he quietly coughs into his shoulder.

“Sorry.” You mumble as you step to the side, feeling embarrassed for just staring at the ethereal man with an awed expression. You’re sure that he thinks you’re weird, and you debate on ways to escape the library while also being able to handle your allergies.

if i just shove the pieces of tissue up my nose, then i won’t sneeze every five seconds. brilliant.

However, the thoughts come to a stop when you find his hand outstretched towards you. Slowly, you glance up at the man, just to find a small smile on his face as he stares at you.

“Hi, I’m Minghao.” Biting the inside of your cheek, you slowly reach out and grasp his hand softly, letting out a grin when you do so. You watch as his eyes seem to twinkle in the sunlight, and you wonder how someone can be so ethereal as you say,

“Hi, I’m yn.”

“This book is taking a rather tragic turn.” You mutter as you turn the page, and Minghao glances at you out of the corner of his eye. He bites back a smile when he sees you upside down on the beanbag chair, reading Romeo and Juliet as you do so. Letting out a breath he responds, “You’ve read that book three times already, you should know that it’s not a good story.”

Rolling your eyes, you close the book and shoot the pretty man a glare. Minghao giggles when he sees you grumble to yourself about him always attacking you whenever you pick up any work of Shakespeares. You don’t blame him, Romeo and Juliet sucks, but you read the story for entertainment purposes.

“Always ruining my fun.” You complain as you move to the aisle to pick up another story. Minghao grins, placing his book down after marking his spot and following after you.

It’s been three months since you and Minghao met at this library, and the two of you have been meeting here almost every weekend just to read together. You’ve discovered that Minghao is not only physically pretty, but his talent and personality is truly unmatched. While Minghao has noticed that you shine brighter than all the stars in the sky whenever you speak of a book you’ve come to love.

Secretly the two of you have developed feelings for the other, but as always, neither of you have made a move.

“Are you going to pick out another boring story?” Minghao teases from beside you, and you shoot him a glare, “You stink.”

Minghao smiles, about to poke fun at you again, only to stop when he takes notice of the young librarian standing at the end of the aisle, holding up two glasses of water. You turn to glance in the direction Minghao is staring in, and immediately grin when you lock eyes with Areum.

“Areum! Are you going to read with us today?” You ask as you and Minghao walk over, quietly thanking her for the beverage as you both take a sip. She grins, shaking her head, and you immediately pout. “Why not?”

“I’m still on my shift, and I know how much you two enjoy your time together.” Areum says with a wink, and you feel the warmth rising to your face in an instant, quietly cursing Areum for her comments about you and Minghao.

Minghao clears his throat when Areum wiggles her eyebrows at him, and she smiles brightly at the two of you. “I’ll try and join you guys when I finish my shift, but just come to the front desk if you need anything.”

You both nod your head and watch as Areum turns and leaves the aisle. Letting out a breath, you turn and pull out a soft yellow book from the shelf, before walking back over to you and Minghao’s designated reading spot in the back of the library.

“What lame book did you get this time?” Minghao asks, and you scoff as you sit back down in the comfortable chair. You turn over so that you’re upside down, and he giggles at your strange position. “You’re lame.”

“Rude.” You grin at his response before holding out the book you chose, watching as the silver letters of the title reflect back at you. “It’s called, Second Life, I actually haven’t read this one before.”

Minghao purses his lips at the unfamiliar name, and you turn the book around so that he can also get a good look at it. Nodding his head, he pulls open his book again, “It seems interesting.”

“Wow, that’s the first time you didn’t call one of the books I chose, lame.” You joke, and Minghao chuckles. He shrugs his shoulders, turning to glance at you, only to find you already staring back at him.

Feeling the air shift between the two of you, you turn away after staring at each other in silence, and open up to the first page of the story. Minghao bites the inside of his cheek, before looking away and going back into his book as well.

The three unspoken words are left lingering in his brain as he glances over his book to take a peek at you, only to look back down.

“Do you believe in love at first sight?” You ask as you watch Minghao look through the numerous books on the shelf to try to figure out what to read. He halts his movements, turning to glance down at you. “Do you?”

Shrugging your shoulders, you glance down at the book you hold in your hands as you recall what you felt the first moment you and Minghao locked eyes. The pretty man purses his lips, feeling his heart thump within his chest as he finally pulls out a book he decided to read.

“I didn’t, originally.” Minghao begins, and you raise an eyebrow. He stays quiet for a second, debating on whether or not he should continue as you tilt your head to the side at his silence. Running a hand through your hair you ask, “What happened that made you change your mind?”

Minghao turns towards you, and your eyes widen slightly when you take in how nervous he looks. He bites the inside of his cheek, rethinking his decision one more time.

you can back out, there’s no reason to say anyth-

“Then I met you.” Minghao says softly, completely ignoring his rampant thoughts, and the two of you stare at each other in silence for a long time as you let his words soak in. He lets out a sad laugh at the shocked expression on your face, running a hand through his pretty red hair as he nods his head with a tight-lipped smile. “It’s okay, I understand-”

You take a step forward and wrap your arms around his waist, making the rest of Minghao’s words die in his throat. A smile forms on your face when you feel his arms tentatively wrap around your body, his hand moving to cradle your head.

“You love me too?” Minghao asks, sounding breathless due to the shock of the feeling being mutual. You nod your head, closing your eyes when you hear his rapid heartbeat against your ear.

“At first sight.” You mutter softly, and Minghao smiles at your words. He rests his cheek on the top of your head, and the two of you stay like that for a while in the library aisle. Books that are in your grasp now forgotten as you hold each other.

Areum glances up when she hears the doors to the library open, and lets out a small smile when she sees you and Minghao walking in, fingers intertwined as you both immediately head towards the front desk to greet the young librarian.

“Hi Areum!” You whisper excitedly, and Areum greets you and Minghao with just as much enthusiasm. Minghao watches with a fond smile when the two of you begin to discuss any strange customers walking into the library, and Areum grins when she catches sight of this.

You and Minghao have been dating for six months, and still manage to come to the library almost every weekend. Areum is sure that the two of you have read every single book in this library by now, but she doesn’t question it. She enjoys your guys’ company.

“I’m going to set up our spot, are you gonna talk to Areum?” You ask Minghao once you and Areum finish your conversation on the guy who walked into the library just to look for any dust. Minghao nods his head, and you shoot him a thumbs up, before walking over to the reading spot.

“Did you need something, Minghao?” Areum asks as she begins to sort through the books atop of her desk. Minghao nods his head, glancing over in the direction you walked off to see if you’ll hear anything. She raises an eyebrow when Minghao pulls out a book from the pocket on the inside of his jacket, watching as he places it in front of her.

“Second Life? Are you returning this?” Areum asks, and Minghao shakes his head. He purses his lips, before pointing at the book with his finger as he grabs a pen. “I was wondering if I could buy it. It’s the book yn was reading when I confessed to her, and I think it’d be ni-”

“Of course!” Minghao’s eyes widen slightly when Areum scans the book, having not expected it to be that easy.

“Really? Are you sure I don’t have to go through a process to get the book or like-”

“Nope, just pay the cost and the book is yours. It’s not a big deal.” Areum reassures with a smile, only to internally slap herself when she realizes she’ll have to order another one later in her shift.

Curse Minghao and yn for being the most precious couple ever.

“Thank you so much, Areum.” Minghao says as he hands her money to cover the cost of the book. She grins, nodding her head as she hands back then leftover change. Once the transaction goes through, Minghao open the book to the first page and clicks the pen.

“Are you going to write a message?” Areum asks, and Minghao nods his head with a small smile on his face. She watches as the words make their way onto the page, and she feels her heart warm when he places the pen back down on the table.

“Thank you so much for letting me buy this. I’m gonna go head to the back with yn, are you gonna join us to read later?” Areum nods her head with a smile, and Minghao shoots her a thumbs up. He turns and walks to the back where you are, and Areum lets out a happy sigh.

“Never thought soulmates could be real until I saw those two.” Areum mutters to herself, chuckling when she hears you let out an awe, most likely due to Minghao handing you the book as a present.

“Maybe I should leave the painting to you, huh?” You say as you take a step back to stare at your canvas, and Minghao hums when he turns around from his own creation to take a look at yours. He lets out a smile at the numerous smiley faces and flowers you painted, thinking that the painting is rather endearing. “I think it looks nice.”

You scoff with a playful grin, pointing over at his painting that numerous different colors, all splattered onto the canvas. You don’t understand how he was able to make paint splatters look beautiful, but this is Xu Minghao we’re talking about. The most talented man you know.

“Says the reincarnated Picasso over here.” You joke, and Minghao rolls his eyes. He places his paintbrush into the cup and walks over to you, wrapping his arms around the back of your shoulders and resting his chin on the top of your head.

“Yours is sweet, it speaks volumes on your personality.” Minghao explains, grinning at the excessive use of yellow. You squint at the painting, turning to glance up at your boyfriend, causing him to smile down at you. “Which is?”

Minghao purses his lips, glancing back at the painting once more to think about his response. He giggles, looking back down at you with a teasing smile on his face.

“Someone who doesn’t know how to paint.” You reach out and slap his stomach, making him double over in laughter as you chuckle in response. Minghao lets out a happy sigh, finally calmed down from his joke as he stands back up at his full height. He leans over and presses a soft kiss to your lips, before pulling away and grinning. “I’m kidding, art is whatever you want it to be. I’ll hang this up in my room when it dries.”

You roll your eyes with a smile, watching as Minghao walks back over to his painting to start cleaning up. You watch as he quietly hums a song to himself, and you let out a content sigh, ignoring the pain in your head in order to enjoy what’s going on in front of you. Minghao feels your eyes on him, and he turns back to see you smiling softly at him.

“Mmm, you’re staring again.” Minghao murmurs as he places the paint tubes back into their container. You shrug your shoulders, a sad smile on your face as you stare at your pretty boyfriend, “I just like seeing you.”

Minghao pauses, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as he proceeds to continue cleaning up. You grin, before turning back to start cleaning up your area as well, grimacing from the growing pain in your head that you’re trying to ignore. Minghao turns and catches sight of the sunlight casting a glow on your face, and he smiles softly.

“I like seeing you too, yn.”

Areum walks over to the front desk, moving to check back in the books that were returned, only to hear the bells of the door. She raises an eyebrow, only to let out a smile when she sees Minghao walking in.

“Hey Minghao! Where’s yn? The two of you haven’t been here for a few months.” Areum says cheerfully, only to feel her heart fall slightly at the sad smile Minghao sends her way. He bites his lip as he walks over and rests his hands on the top of the desk.

His long red hair isn’t styled like it usually is, instead just laying over his forehead. She takes notice of the dark bags under his eyes, and the slight hollowness to his cheeks. Areum opens her mouth to ask if everything’s alright, only to stop when Minghao places the soft yellow book face up on the desk. She stares at the cover, and slowly looks up at Minghao, trying to see if what she’s thinking isn’t true when she locks eyes with the pretty man whose face always held a smile when he was in the library with you.

“Yn’s gone.” Minghao mutters softly, thumb grazing over the letters of the title on the book. Areum clenches her fist tightly together at her side, refusing to believe his words. Minghao bites the inside of his cheek harshly, before pushing the yellow book he bought towards Areum’s direction.

“It’s yours now. Thank you for the kindness you showed yn and I whenever we came here, I know she appreciated it a lot.” Minghao tells Areum, before turning around to walk out. Areum’s eyes widen slightly, and she walks out from behind the desk and stands right behind the tall man.

“W-why does this sound like goodbye? You’re coming back, aren’t you?” Areum asks, eyes frantically searching Minghao’s when he turns to glance at her. He reaches out and softly pats Areum’s shoulder, giving her a smile that no longer holds any light. “Maybe if my second life is kind to me, then I’ll be back.”

And with that, Minghao turns and walks out of the library, leaving Areum to stand there, sadness overcoming her heart as she watches his figure slowly shrink until it disappears.

“His name is Minghao?” Jun asks once Areum finishes the story, and she nods her head, taking a sip of water to fix her parched throat. Jeonghan and Jun share a glance, before turning back towards the librarian. “Did you ever hear from him after that?”

Areum nods her head again, letting out a small smile. “He sent me a letter from Singapore a few years after he left the library, but I learned that he got into a car accident a month prior to when I received it. He passed at an early age, but I’m glad to hear that he was doing alright. It’s been maybe, 25 years since he passed.”

Jeonghan purses his lips, glancing at the book Jun grabbed. He leans forward in the seat, and Areum glances up at him. “We actually have a friend named-”

“I didn’t think you guys would actually go to a library.” The three turn to glance at the sound of the voice, finding Minghao standing at the doorway with a bright smile on his face. Areum’s eyes widen, and she slowly stands up from the couch in shock at the sight.

It’s Minghao, she thinks to herself as she stares at him. His hair is now its natural shade of black, a contrast to his long red hair years ago, but it’s still a similar length. He looks up and locks eyes with Areum, and he tilts his head to the side, a smile still on his face as he bows in her direction. “Hello, I’m Minghao.”

Jun and Jeonghan glance at each other when they see the shocked expression on Areum’s face, and the pieces of the puzzle slowly make their way together when suddenly the bell on the door rings again. The three of them glance at the door, and Minghao slowly turns his head, just to feel his breath get caught in his throat.

Your eyes widen slightly at all the people crowded near the door, and you stop when you realize someone is right in front of you. You glance up and lock eyes with the prettiest man you’ve ever seen, and all the thoughts in your brain disappear at the sight of him. A familiar feeling floods your senses, one that you can only relate to the feeling of coming home.

Unbeknownst to you, Minghao is feeling the exact same thing. Except he feels more emotional as he stares down at you, heart pounding against his chest when he catches the sparkle in your eye.

Areum’s mouth drops open when she sees the exact same scene she saw 35 years ago when you and Minghao first met. Her heart thumps against her chest, and she slowly raises her hand until it rests against her heart as she stares at the two of you.

“You look familiar, have we met before?” You ask in a small voice, letting out a smile when you catch sight of the redness to his ears. Minghao clears his throat, smiling when he sees the brightness to your eyes. “I was going to ask you the same thing.”

The two of you stare at each other for a moment longer, before you extend your hand in his direction. You tilt your head to the side with a shy smile on your face, “Hi, I’m yn.”

Minghao bites the inside of his cheek, grinning when he reaches out and grasps your hand. He feels warmth flood his features at the contact, finding you both beautiful, and familiar. It’s as if he’s experiencing deja vu when he says, “Hi, I’m Minghao.”

Jun and Jeonghan turn and look at the soft yellow book resting on the table, and Jun let's out a breathless chuckle. He runs his hand over the title, smiling when he looks back towards you and Minghao.

“His second life. He found you again in his second life.”

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mellorad · 7 years

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The remastered icon is up B) Meet “wear shadies to escape your feelies” Riza 2.0, spreading sparkles across your dash!!

#mello talks #truly a moment to take note of on this blog #i haven't changed my icon in a year or something... during my entire stay in the fandom pretty much HAHAHA #sorry old icon... i still love you but for now you're retired #now i face away from posts even as to be even more detached from my feelings #also excuse my lame attempt at a joke there i'm a nerd #with... no sense of humour besides memes tbh if that is even a sense of humour #oh man i have so much art i want to post fjfhjgfhjfg #tomorrow... tomorrow i'll keep drawing and setting up stuff

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pmlylm · 4 years

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SOME STUFF

I just need to get this off my chest, things that have been troubling me concerning this project. It’s a bit of a long post sorry. I also share some updates on where I am right now with the game - so click if you want to read it ˅˅˅

Okay so here’s the thing: This project is probably gonna take a long while to get finished. This is simply because I cannot afford right now to work on it. I’m already struggling to pay rent so when I work it has to be something that makes me money, simple as that. Finishing this game would really help me out, because then I have a back-up for income, and it’s something I can build on with merchandise and DLC etc.

A way to fix this is starting a kickstarter. This will allow me to work on it full time and hopefully finish it somewhere this year or the next. However I’m terrified of starting one.

If you’re unaware of kickstarter: People can pledge money to your project and in return will recieve rewards. But I don’t know a whole lot of rewards I can offer. And I’m afraid that the rewards will take up way too much of my time. One of my biggest fears is letting people down and I’m afraid this kickstarter will be a total flop. But then again, I should also take more risks if I want this to work.

Some things I can think about for rewards are these things

- name in the credits for a one dollar pledge or something? Or maybe a one dollar doesn’t have a reward and this can be for the pledge above it. - digital art book With all the art and the sketches. I should be able to make an art book, or I can hire someone to do this if it really takes up too much time. - get the game early When someone pledges something above 20 dollars they can get the game early maybe? I honestly don’t know how that would work, but I see a lot of other kickstarters do this as well. Send the files over in a ZIP file? - special wallpapers? Yeah I don’t know if anyone would want to give me money for a lame wallpaper hahaha- but I saw many other kickstarters do that as well. - design a character in the game I see this one a lot as well, however I’m always a bit hesitend with this one. Sometimes it’s very clear which character is someone else’s OC and it clashes a bit with the others? But since this is a modern setting I think it will be a bit better to disguise. And I do have some small roles that can be filled up by other people’s characters.

I can’t do pins or stuff like that- I live in a very small (shared) appartment, so I really have no place to ship pins from. Besides I live in the Netherlands and most of my followers are outside Europe, so there’s a lot more shipping payment. Other then that I have no ideas for rewards, if anyone has ideas I would love to hear it!

I also don’t know about the money goal - I think I can stretch it to 500 dollars per month (to be able to work on it full time) since I still get money from Patreon and YouTube. I don’t know how much more months I need though. It’s hard to say. I’m also willing to give other stuff when higher goals are reached. I was thinking about maybe hiring voice actors for one of the goals? How the game is structured point wise and all, I’m afraid there won’t be place for more scenes and stuff. If anyone has more ideas for goal rewards, would love to hear those as well!

Please do note that this is just me saying some ideas out loud - starting a kickstarter for this game is in no way official.

Let’s talk about the game itself, instead of it’s financial issues haha - Like I said before I don’t have much time to work on it, due to money (but also some mental stuff I had the past months). But I do want to show what I have so far so you can kinda see what’s going on.

WRITING

Every route has 9 scenes, I first set them up (an overall story line), then I write a detailed synoposis for every scene, and then I write the dialogue.

VIOLIN ROUTE overall story line done ✓ synoposis scenes done ✓ dialogue 3/9 done

GLOCKENSPIEL ROUTE overall story line done ✓ synoposis scenes not started yet dialogue not started yet

DRUMS ROUTE overall story line done ✓ synoposis scenes 4/9 done dialogue 2/9 done

SAXOPHONE ROUTE overall story line done ✓ synoposis scenes not started yet dialogue not started yet

GLUE SCENES (inbetween scenes that tie everything together) 20 in total overall story line done ✓ synoposis scenes 3/20 dialogue 3/20 (from the demo)

TOTAL 6/56 SCENES DONE (oof)

SPRITES

22 characters in total - 18 have a design - 12 have a sprite but it’s not updated with the new shading style yet - 4 are fully done with the new style

each gets different expressions - but those aren’t that hard and I will know what expressions I need once the dialogue is done.

BACKGROUNDS

I know how much backgrounds I need once the dialogue is done. I might hire someone for them though - if it really takes a lot of time (only when the idea of kickstarter goes on of course, I don’t have a budget on my own to hire one). There are 15 backgrounds right now planned. Maybe it will be more (or who knows, maybe less). 6 of them are done.

GUI

Interface and stuff (menu’s etc.) Mostly is designed. I just need to properly make it and implement it. I had some trouble with it but I think I will be able to pull it off with a new idea I had. So this one is going pretty okay!

PROGRAMMING

Most of the point system is finished. I just need to program some screens but that’s it. I’m not that worried about this one :)

OVERALL

Yeah - so there’s still a lot to do. Sometimes just thinking about this makes me really stressed honestly 😅 Like I said before, my biggest fear is to dissapoint people and I feel like I’m doing that. Not only people who want to see the full game but also myself. I hate that it’s taking me so long, which makes me lose motivation, which makes me hate it even more that it’s taking longer (it’s a cycle). SO I just wanted to get that off my chest. Maybe it helps with stuff haha! And if it really goes downhill at one point I will have to hire writers maybe... I’m not very fond of that idea because my vision for this game is very specific and I’m afraid I can’t communicate that well to other writers. And if I give the task of writing away to someone else it doesn’t feel like my game anymore. WELP sorry for the big pitty party. I hope to write more soon, when I can~

#update

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natsu-tte-noodle · 3 years

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手紙 (Letters) - To Sakyo

(Cross Posted on AO3)

Words: 1081 Warnings: None

Dear Sakyo,

The air is very crisp lately, so it feels like winter is really almost upon us. On days like these, nothing is better than resting under a kotatsu and having a warm drink.

That said, sup Frooch?

Hahaha did I getcha?? I bet you totally thought it was someone from the Winter Troupe didn’t you? I wish I could see your face when you read this. Is it too much to ask for a selfie to commemorate the occasion?

Anyway, I gotta say I totally wasn’t expecting to pull you for this project. But not in like a bad way! I love that Izumi’s always surprising us like this. I know I’ve definitely never written a letter to you, but also idk if I’ve ever gotten the chance to sit down and have a heart to heart either. So this is a whole new opportunity in more ways than one! Well, if it’s a letter it’s a pretty one-sided heart to heart but you know what I mean lol.

Really though, I wasn’t making it up when I said it’s getting super cold. Like, major cold. It’s an ice age in the common room and we’re all gonna freeze our tootsies off soon! It won’t kill us to turn the heat on a little early this year, will it? I think Tsuzuroon’s gonna be a popsicle soon, and then we won’t have any scripts. Sooooo it’ll save us money in the long run if we turn on the heat now (人ゝω・）

Speaking of Tsuzuroon, he really took the Autumn Troupe in a new direction with Mantou Fist, huh? Taicchan’s the only one who looks like he’d be good at comedy (no offense lol), but you all did such a killer job with it!

You and Omimi especially took me by surprise! Using Omimi’s kitchen knowledge and treating it like kung fu was amazing, but the real show stopper was definitely your senile old man act. Like? That part where you made up an entire fake technique to make them Omimi’s problem, and then later when it’s revealed that your own technique was a recipe the whole time?? I was in TEARS, Frooch. It was so funny. Gotta say, the casting was *chef’s kiss*.

It makes me wonder what else we’re gonna get that pushes our boundaries, y’know? Like, I think we’ve all kinda already done some action, but will Winter do a fairy tale? Will Summer do a tragedy? I can’t believe I’ve gotta consider the yakuza Sakyo Furuichi as one of my comedy rivals now! But I guess that’s the beauty of MANKAI! You never know what to expect here.

You know what else they’d never expect? If we woke up tomorrow and the heat was on wink wink

Well anyway. This is super disorganized and you’re probably cringing at my lack of structure, and to tell you the truth it’s because I mi~ght be kinda stuck. I told Sumi that memories make for good letters, but like. My days haven’t exactly been filled with daring adventures with Frooch. (We should totally go on a daring adventure together btw. Frooch-Kazu bank robbery bonding let’s goooo!) So in a totally lame turn of events, I can’t follow my own advice. I mean, maybe you’d like to get a letter that says stuff like “hey remember when I sat in on your practice and taught you how to be funnier?” But I’ve got a reputation as a chill and relatable guy to keep up so I can’t give you a snoozefest of a letter.

I know what you’re thinking right now: “It doesn’t matter because I’m the only one who’s going to read it.” And I mean I guess I can TRY to think about it that way, but you’re also not gonna let me live it down if I look like I’m not trying so?? But I guess it’s looped around and I’m trying too hard now. I’m just… well. You’re gonna laugh at me but I guess I’m legit afraid of giving you a bad letter. Since it’s like every kid’s worst nightmare to make a bad impression on one of their heroes.

Oh haha wow did I say that out loud? Write, I mean? Oh gosh that’s embarra

Sorry about wasting so much space. I’m gonna, uh, get real for a second. Yeah, if you actually read this far into this mess, surprise I consider you one of my heroes.

Surprising, I know. I was kind of taken aback too, but in one of my elective courses we were doing a short biography assignment and we were told to choose one of our heroes as the subject. And I was thinking about which of my heroes I should choose—my dad, Sumi, Hiroshi Yoshida—and then your name also came to mind. I ended up choosing my dad because I didn’t know what you’d be comfy with me disclosing, but the thought’s stuck with me since then.

I don’t think I can properly explain why, but I’ll give it a go. I think it’s because you just… know yourself? You’ve known what you wanted to do with your life ever since you were what, 11? And you raised a kid who I heard has known since he was four. Meanwhile there’s so many people here who still don’t know what they wanna do.

My dream job is basically never having to make that choice. I don’t regret that decision at all and I’m super psyched for what that future’s gonna hold for me, but there’s something… really strong about having such solid goals, I think. It’s not even about achieving those goals, just. Having them.

Maybe it’s a “grass is always greener” thing, since I really don’t think I’ll ever be a straight path kinda guy like you, but. Yeah. I think you’re pog for realisies, Frooch. The bee’s knees, if you will. Even if you probably wanna kill me most days lol

Sorry about that, by the way. I don’t mean to bug you so much (^_^;)

Anyway, I don’t really know how to bounce back into the goofs and gaffs without being super cubic about it, so I’ll wrap this up. But yeah! We should do that daring adventure thing sometime. Or like coffee. Whatever “respectable adults and not sniveling brats” do for fun.

If you don’t get on it soon, I’ll drag you out myself! (*・∀-)☆

- Kazu ☆

PS pls turn the heat on

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#I told you I'm nowhere near done 😤#a3!#a3! fic #a3 fanfiction #sakyo furuichi #a3! sakyo #kazunari miyoshi #a3! kazunari

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#Out of Mercy // OOC #apologies for not being on today #had this lame-ass mood drop first thing this morning #and i couldn't bring it back up #so then my brain was just blaaaaaah #so i binged watched netflix #watched the walking dead #regret that when i get to the 'junkyard' scene #and i'm screaming from flashbacks when i had to clean my aunts trailer #(okay not really screaming but ugh crinnnge)#because she was a hoarder #and stuff was piled to the ceiling #and she had the same haircut as jadis #so i'm watching this thinking like... holy shit this is me #like literally rick climbing out of the trash with a bloodied hand screaming #'we'll give you what you want just help us'#yep that's junior year of high school #and what is this pidgin language?#i'm no linguist but time hasn't passed long enough for this #long post (wow i'm sorry) hahaha

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I don’t actually have a specific bingo square in mind, but what I’ve always wanted to see in komahina (or, like, any komaeda ship) would be komaeda dealing with trauma involving planes. It’s just an easy to exploit thing that I feel is underutilized. I guess an easy one would be Survivors Guilt?

Alright another one for the @badthingshappenbingo and cross-posted to Ao3 here.

It’s as short as the last one but I like to think it’s much sweeter.

Warnings: trauma and mental instability. Self-explanatory.

“...mae...da...! Komaeda!”

“Mm...?”

It was still dark out save for the bedside lamp they had, which was now illuminating Hinata’s stricken face.

“Hinata...kun?” Heavy with sleep and confusion, Komaeda squirmed and struggled to push himself up. With a yawn, he gently touched the other’s shoulder. “What’s wrong? Aha, don’t tell me I kicked you.” He smiles easily, head lolling to the side in a tilt. “I’m sorry. You’re a kind person, so you’ll forgive me, right?”

“Komaeda.” Hinata’s expression remained grim, his tone urgent. Komaeda’s smile widens, yet he still flinched when Hinata grabbed his hand and squeezed tightly. “You were having a nightmare.”

“So I did wake you?” He can’t help but laugh softly even as bile threatened to rise up his throat. “That’s really embarrassing.”

“You started crying.”

And to Komaeda’s dawning horror, Hinata’s fingers brushed against his cheek and came back damp.

“You were crying for your parents,” he clarified solemnly. “Are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” The words came before he even needed to think. Even someone as useless and wretched as him could get this right. “Oh, no, Hinata-kun. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to bother you about something so insignificant as...”

Hinata covers his mouth. He cuts himself off immediately in response. Hinata grumbles at him, no surprise there, especially when he pulled his hand away as if burned.

He’s disgusted. From someone like mine, he’s definitely—

“Stop.” Hinata’s firm reprimand does get him to pause. Grimacing, Hinata added, “I know what you’re thinking. It’s not like that. It’s... It’s just urgh.” He trails off into an inelegant sputter. “Urgh.”

“Urgh,” Komaeda repeated with slight amusement. He watched with growing amusement as Hinata’s cheeks burned red and Hinata himself got so much more flustered, burying his face in his hands as he let out a beleaguered groan. Komaeda chuckled at this. “You don’t like it when I talk badly about myself, but you still react like this around me. You’re so funny, Hinata-kun.”

One might call it hypocritical, but... In reality, it’s because Hinata-kun’s so kind.

Hinata even flinches. How he wanted to soothe those worry lines on the other’s face.

He remembers how fearful his parents had been, too—

“Ah.” Komaeda swallowed, hearing his heart thump erratically in his ears. Had it been like this since he woke up? How troublesome. “I, um. I’m kind of thirsty. I think... I’m gonna go get a glass of water.”

“Yeah?” Hinata does turn to look at him, and he has a serious look of concentration. Honestly, under normal circumstances, Komaeda would’ve fawned over him but right now—he just wanted to get away.

He’s fortunate enough not to trip. Though, his stomach sinks when he hears Hinata rustling and padding after him.

“Me, too,” Hinata offered pretty lamely. “I’m thirsty, too.”

He pats Komaeda’s shoulder as he passes by, taking the initiative and fetching two glasses. Notably, he gets ice for one and forgoes it for the other. Knowing that Komaeda always preferred his drinks ice cold while Hinata preferred it a little lukewarm. Done without a word, because catering to him had just become routine to Hinata at this point.

I don’t...

“You’re white as a sheet,” Hinata said, setting the iced glass in front of him and feeling his forehead. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“What even is there to talk about...” The words slip before he can think. Komaeda just twists away, stricken. “I’ve become enough of a burden already.”

“You were dreaming about your parents,” Hinata said, making him stiffen. Hinata sipped at his own water coolly. “When I asked you out, I did consider the fact that you’ve been through a lot. It wasn’t a burden so much as a responsibility I took... Hell, I wanted you to rely on me long before that, too.” He takes another sip, and his cheeks are tinted red again. “When you asked to be friends, I wanted...that.”

Hahaha. He’s so cute. So cute it hurts.

“It’s silly,” Komaeda murmured, tracing the rim of the glass. The chill comforts him, because it had been so warm in the wreckage. Too warm. Actually, it had been so hot he thought he was scorching. When he was discovered, he almost died of dehydration...how funny was that? “I accepted my parents’ death years ago. To still have nightmares about it is... Ridiculous.”

I even have nightmares about my dog. Pathetic. And...

He dare not even think about what happened in despair.

“I shouldn’t have survived,” he whispered. “I shouldn’t have survived that. I shouldn’t have survived the riots. I shouldn’t have survived the simulation. But I did. Because I have Ultimate Luck.”

“I shouldn’t have survived the Kamukura Project,” Hinata pointed out bluntly. “But I did. And you did. We both did, even when others didn’t. We’re alive and that’s...”

“A burden,” Komaeda said.

“Not a bad thing,” Hinata corrected, albeit awkwardly. “I’m...glad you’re still here.”

Haha. Hahahaha. Ahhh.

“I’m glad that you’re here, Hinata-kun.” How utterly ridiculous. Why was he now—? “D...Did you know? While in despair I... I would... I would sometimes watch videos. Videos upon videos of...aircraft vehicles...”

“Oh.” Hinata sighed, setting his cup aside. “Oh, Nagito.”

“Sometimes there’d be survivors,” he whispered, snuffling as he rubbed at his eyes. God, they stung. “But survivors usually got mauled soon after. At least Naegi-san’s sister...” He laughed weakly and pitifully before his breath caught. “I... I asked for those videos to be made... Those videos were...gifts...”

Hinata embraced him tightly and fiercely, squeezing him as he fell apart.

“I was so lonely. So, so, lonely. I never got to see Mama and Papa very often. I saw so many ads for island resorts. I thought, for my birthday, wouldn’t it be nice if we all...?” He wheezed, choking on a sob. “It was nice... It was such a beautiful, beautiful place that when it came time, I didn’t want to leave...”

“It’s okay,” Hinata murmured into his ear, stroking his hair. “You don’t have to carry this alone, Nagito.”

Hinata holds him, doesn’t even complain when his shoulder gets soaked through. Just keeps petting him and whispering gentle reassurances. What a wonderful idiot he is.

Komaeda hiccups when trying to laugh.

“I... If you die, too...”

“It’ll be hard,” is Hinata’s response, and it’s sardonic as it is kind. “One of Kamukura’s talents is Ultimate Survivor.”

Survivor...

Sniffling, Komaeda does peer over Hinata’s shoulder. Their shadows stretch out, entangled into one entity.

“Survive with me, then,” he found himself saying, gripping Hinata’s back. “Okay?”

“Okay.”

Hinata Hajime didn’t hesitate for a second.

#Magi answers #anonymous #Magi fics #KomaHina #bad things happen bingo #bad things bingo

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Sealab 2021 #39: “Neptunati” | July 25, 2004 - 11:45 PM | S04E06

This is a stunningly rotten episode, and it really illustrates why Sealab sucks so much. Tornado Shanks belongs to an Illuminati style organization that he inducts the rest of our Sealab crew into because of hilarious sitcom-style circumstances. Things get out of control when Stormy absconds with a magical trident that grants wishes, but also wakes a Cthulhu style beast (it might actually be Cthulhu, I don't feel like looking it up) that is fought off camera. That's the joke. In fact, I need to talk about this right now: so they do the gag where a big epic battle is happening off screen and we are only seeing our characters watching it. Then Quinn looks into the camera and says “whoever didn’t see that should just kill themselves!” unfunny joke, especially when we all know that if the Sealab crew actually did try to show us this scene it would look pathetic and amateurish. Like are we supposed to be like “aw dang hahaha too bad! we almost saw something cool hahahaha! FUNNY!”

The end is Sealab gets exploded by the Neptuanti. Sealab exploding was a favorite way to end episodes in previous seasons, and it'd actually been a while since we saw that happen. It's almost nostalgic at this point. Also throw in some humor about John Wilkes Booth, Henry Ford, the five Jew bankers, etc, stuff that sounds like satire but is just the writers showing off that they sorta paid attention during college. There's also a lot of extended comedy bits that have nothing to do with anything, and only exist to pad the episode out. There's a part where Hesh is abused in various ways, over and over, and he starts begging the camera to cut away because the joke is going on too long. I mean, that could sound funny on paper, but it actually is laborious and seems like it's built into the episode specifically to waste time. I don't respect it.

The ending is juvenile in a real first-thought comedy-writing way: the five jew bankers are on their "death star of David" (cute). They were able to enact their evil plot thanks to Papoomi, an anime character that I can't place right now. What is he, supposed to be a Pokemon? He shows up with a DragonBall Z style character. Anyway, they do one of those endings where everyone laughs cornily, and then one of them just declares "I'm going to fuck him in the face". Because, see, coarseness is automatically hilarious. It’s like the end of a Newgrounds cartoon.

Then at the end of the credits they call back a gag involving a cat corpse, by having it appear on top of the Cartoon Network logo with a rainbow shooting out of it. "Zombie Cat loves you!" he bellows. It's embarrassingly bad, and seems like their bid for a merch tie-in. Is there anything more embarrassing than when a bad comedy show calls back a terrible joke at the end of it's episode? Like, holy fuck, you thought that was gonna catch on or please people to be reminded of your awful shit? Like, dude... I’m sorry but it just sucks.

NOTE: I wanted to close this review by calling back a lame joke I'd made at the beginning of this post, but this entire write-up is air-tight and perfect and there's literally no poking any holes in it whatsoever. Please note how clever I am for thinking of it, and how sad it is that I'm so good at writing that I can't even be bad ironically. It's maybe the saddest thing I can think of right now.

EPHEMERA CORNER

Seth MacFarlane Week (July 26, 2004 - July 29, 2004 - 11:00 PM)

Hey, this happened! Basically, Seth MacFarlane hosted a week’s worth of Family Guy. Monday-Thursday, because Adult Swim didn’t broadcast on Fridays back in those days. Here are the episodes: Monday, July 26th: “When You Wish Upon a Weinstein” Tuesday, July 27th: “Road to Rhode Island” Wednesday, July 28th: “Lethal Weapons” Thursday, July 29th: “To Love and Die in Dixie” I think I saw some of these episodes hosted, but I mostly remember the promos, which I thought were genuinely funny even though I was becoming one of those very cool Family Guy haters. This is basically the same lineup as the “Freakin’ Sweet! Collection” DVD that came out, minus "I Am Peter, Hear Me Roar". I remember when I loved Family Guy the most I had not only volumes one and two on DVD but also said best-of DVD because it re-instated the Osama Bin Laden gag from “Road to Rhode Island” and had new commentary tracks. When I decided “actually Family Guy sucks and I’m too cool for it” I sold off Volumes 1 & 2 but kept the best-of. To be fair, can you think of anything more Freakin’ Sweet than those five episodes?

MAIL BAG

KON writes:

Awful episode, Neptunati. The "Five Jew Bankers" bit is especially pathetic. Feels like an internet post-left type that's too chickenshit to be an actual online nazi and doesn't actually have white supremacy in their hearts, but plays up their weariness of Jews and other races because they're happy to have an online subculture to fit in to. If the alt-right existed in 2004 Sealab would have definitely put in pandering winking references to them in the hopes of maintaining some sort of fanbase.

If I could rewrite history and have it so instead of Richard Spencer getting punched it was just Adam Reed going “UH OH!” like in Vacation and getting beheaded. It’s only fair

#sealab 2021 #adult swim #adultswim2021

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...Ok so Tumblr is having bugs with [read more] in asks today so I’m just gonna... Make a separate post for this one because it’s annoying and looks super long haha

YEAY LADYNOIR!!!! I went with a texting one, if Ladybug an Chat Noir somehow exchanged a discord pseudo or something!!! Hope you’ll like it!!

@thecrazyladybug sorry for the double tag+notif from the ask but then you’ll know I answered and didn’t ignore your ask haha

* * * * *

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Akuma

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Where?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: 🗼

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I guess you mean the Eiffel Tower my Lady but for your information this smiley actually represents Tokyo Tower Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: just so you know

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Chat Noiiiiiiir NOT HTE TMIE HURRY!

* * *

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I had the weirdest dream ever

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Do tell I’m curious

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I was doing my homework. For some reasons it was homework about famous French cheesemakers.

Coccinelle_demoiselle: I didn’t know there were famous cheesemakers

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Me neither. It was terrifying. Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Anyway there was a knock on the door at some point and my father came in. And then he transformed into a GIANT butterfly!!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: :o

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: and suddenly I was wearing a beekeeper outfit?? And the giant butterfly came with tiny ones and said I had to take care of them because they were my siblings?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: I need to tell you that I spat out my hot chocolate at the image of you in a beekeeper outfit followed by baby butterflies. Omg your dreams make no sense. Wish I had those instead of dreaming I was taking my exam and failing because I slept through it!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Oh I have these too sometimes. Except I come in class wearing the banana outfit it’s embarrassing

Coccinelle_demoiselle: XGTFCHgJVHKBJLnskd,<:

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: 😒

Coccinelle_demoiselle: <3

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: :’)

* * *

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: HOLY COW!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: 🐮

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I saw a super cool Carapace t-shirt today!!!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: 👕🐢

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: (I’m gad to see you understand what I say Buguinette) Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I want it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: 🎶

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: ?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Music. Like a music hit. You said “it”

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …You’re worse than me.

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Am not!! At least I have a better timing 😌💅

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Please don’t use the nails emoji Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I’ve been traumatised by it because of a friend of mine

Coccinelle_demoiselle: 💅💅💅

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: 😒 you’re terrible

Coccinelle_demoiselle: That’s so sad

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: it is, it really is

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Hawkmoth Coccinelle_demoiselle: Play Desperada

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: N O

* * *

Coccinelle_demoiselle: HELLoOO

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: ? My Lady?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: DXGFHCGJVHDQjhbsfjhb khjfwqbskwj

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Everything alright?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: YES!! Yes!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …You’re acting weird, you’re scaring me.

Coccinelle_demoiselle: I’M FINE <3 wvgshjehfbj Coccinelle_demoiselle: I MEAN >3

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …? That doesn’t make…sense?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: DGVJvjhfdjvh omg that’s because I’m fine > 3 in a scale of 0 to 3!!!!!!!!!!!! So I’m EXTRA FINE, No troubles don’t make it doubles!!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …oh? You’re sure? I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: NO YOU COUDL NEVER!!!!!!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: That’s a lie and we both know it

Coccinelle_demoiselle: ..that is a little true but I’m fine I’m not freaking out why would I freak out???

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I?? Don’t know???

Coccinelle_demoiselle: I DON’T KNOW YOU WHO ARE!!!! I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …You know who i am or you don’t know who I am??? Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Ladybug this is serious I’m kind of freaked out answer please!!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: I don’t know!!!!ç!ççç

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Then what was an accident?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: AAAaaaaAAAAhN?,? PLEASE DON’T FREAK OUT Coccinelle_demoiselle: I know and it was an accident I swear It wasn(t on purpose

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …You’re scaring me I’m happy you know but also you seem very freaked out is it a good thing or a bad thing on a scale of 0 to 3 also please don’t take Plagg from me Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I swear I’ll buy as many cheese to him as I can Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I mean I’ll be good

Coccinelle_demoiselle: >3333333333333333 THIS IS VERY GOOD Coccinelle_demoiselle: And omg no I won’t take your miraculous my rules I’m keeping you don’t panic!!!!!!! Coccinelle_demoiselle: I’M HAPPYYYYY 🎉🎉🎉

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: …you are? Really????? Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I mean for real this is not a joke????????

Coccinelle_demoiselle: YESSS <3 Coccinelle_demoiselle: I MEAN <3 Coccinelle_demoiselle: SHIT Coccinelle_demoiselle: >3

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I’m a little crying and emotional right now, thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!! For not taking Plagg and for being happy!!!!!

Coccinelle_demoiselle: OH NO DON’T CRY it’s our birthday!!!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Our what?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! 🎉🎉🎉

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: I don’t know what’s the occasion but HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

Coccinelle_demoiselle: it’s the birthday of our reveal!!! BUT it’s like we’re 0yo nobody wishes the 0 year but I want to!!!!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: Omg I love you hahaha

Coccinelle_demoiselle: TVDZJHKBJBjkefzq<ldjnkjHVKHvjh

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: But I don’t know who you are? Do we have two birthdays? One for you one for me later someday?

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Meet me at Tokyo Tower in 30 minutes!!

Un_ptit_chat_sur_un_toit: … >3

Coccinelle_demoiselle: UgigBJHBZYDGIUHZDIU >3 >3 >3

Coccinelle_demoiselle: Btw <3 when I did it wrong it was a spade not a heart Coccinelle_demoiselle: …I should have thought about that before

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Marinette🍀: I made Alya laugh.

Adrien🦁: Excuse-me, I made Nino laugh. And Alya chuckled.

Marinette🍀: That’s because she thought your joke was lame

Adrien🦁: She still sort-of laughed. Nino kept a straight face during yours

Marinette🍀: Because he was too impressed by my wittier than you sense of humour is all

Adrien🦁: Hmhm. And then you laughed at my pun.

Marinette🍀: I DID NOT!

Adrien🦁: Putting your hand in front of your mouth doesn’t keep you from laughing, Buguinette

Marinette🍀: Nino said he hated Hawkmoth Marinette🍀: you said “I know, what a turtlure!”

Adrien🦁: IT WAS GOOD

Marinette🍀: it was bad

Adrien🦁: You still laughed

Marinette🍀: Because I’m bad

Adrien🦁: So you admit you laughed?

Marinette🍀: We have patrol soon, kitty

Adrien🦁: Way to change the subject

Marinette🍀: We have responsibilities to the city Marinette🍀: Also I have something to tell you Marinette🍀: And to show you Marinette🍀: I mean if you want Marinette🍀: Or still want

Adrien🦁: Oh? You have my fur attention!

Marinette🍀: This one was bad

Adrien🦁: You still laughed

Marinette🍀: What makes you think that?

Adrien🦁: You didn’t reply right away

Marinette🍀: …that was because I groaned. You can’t prove nothing.

Adrien🦁: It’s been 3 months since we revealed each other. I like to think I know you and how you react now.

Marinette🍀: …you could always know me better

[Adrien🦁 is typing] … [Adrien🦁 is typing] … [Adrien🦁 is typing]

Adrien🦁: …What do you mean…? Adrien🦁: Do you mean what I think you mean or…

Marinette🍀: … it depends.. what you.. still want..

Adrien🦁: MA LaDY!!!.)))!))!!?;

Marinette🍀: …just… come here 🗼 and.. Marinette🍀: We’re best friends no matter what and nothing can separate us not even awkward things or..?????

Adrien🦁: I’M COMING 😻😻😻

Marinette🍀: YOU ARE????

Adrien🦁: 😻😻😻

Marinette🍀: HDZBhbjhbfesjhbj OK WISH ME LUCK

Adrien🦁: …You’re too precious for this world >3 I’m on my way ma Buguinette

Marinette🍀: JbjhbhjBJHDB I’M WAITING >3 >3 >3 <3 <3 <3

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sunflowers in the rainy winter - akaashi bday special

this is an aged up, post-college au for my akaashi simps out there

warnings - not much, total fluff, a bit suggestive at the very end

recommended - 14+

wc - 2.2k

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“Happy birthday, baby!” He looks you up and down, rubbing his tired eyes. You’re standing there in that pastel blue puffer coat that he bought you a month ago, shaking from the cold with raindrops stuck to your eyelashes. It’s pouring outside, and you’re holding your umbrella in one hand and a box in the other.

“y/n… love… it’s 12:07. In the morning.”

“I know! I wanted to beat Bokuto this year, he probably won’t get here until two!” “...until?” “You must be tired. Let’s go to bed!” You set the umbrella in the bag and put it in the little stand he has before taking off your coat. You’re wearing fuzzy flannel pajamas, the set Bokuto got the three of you last year. You’re still shivering when you put the box into the fridge and then pull him into the bedroom.

Normally you like to hold him, but since you’re freezing like this, he wraps you into his arms and you flop onto the bed together to huddle under the blankets. Your feet are like ice cubes, and he kisses your forehead and smiles into your hair as you fall asleep in his arms.

He may have been woken up at midnight, but you being here already makes it the best birthday ever.

He’s barely dozed off when the door bursts open, and the telltale “HEY HEY HEY” rings out. He rolls his eyes and sits up to see his best friend, standing there in his soaked glory. You’re somehow still asleep, hands clinging to his shirt.

Bokuto is covered in rain, his silvery hair plastered to his clammy forehead. It’s so cold outside Keiji is surprised it’s not snowing.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRO-” “Bokuto-san, please keep it down. Y/N is still sleeping.” “My bad! HAHAHA-” “Loud.” “Sorry!” He whisper-yells, and Keiji rolls his eyes again. Why did he give this doofus a house key? “Anyways, if you’re this adamant about being here, you can crash on the couch like last year.” “Nah, I’m gonna go home. It’s cold as balls outside, and I want my blanket!” Just like that, he leaves. He spent a good 25 minutes walking over to Keiji’s house in the freezing cold rain at midnight, and he literally just yelled for thirty seconds and then left again.

What the fuck? He tries not to think about it, and goes back to letting you curl into him.

This time, he wakes up by himself. The curtain’s open, light filters through, and he sits up. You’re not there, but the smell of something delicious wafts through the apartment.

He rubs his eyes and checks the time, it’s only a bit past eight. He smiles when he walks into the kitchen to see you making something, obviously the source of the smell.

“Love, what’s this?” “Making waffles for my waffle!” He stares at you.

“That sounded much more romantic in my head.” His waffle is just the way he likes them; crispy but still soft and fluffy inside. He stares at it, a warm fuzzy feeling bubbling inside at the little message you’ve spelled out in syrup over the whipped cream; “HAPPY BIRTHDAY”. Jesus, he needs to marry you soon.

“Do you want coffee or tea?” “Coffee, please.” He takes a bite once you’ve sat down. It’s perfect, and as he eats he stares at you. You’re perfect too.

“So, I’m sure you’ve already booked my day full. What are the plans?” You giggle, and the sound makes him feel even warmer.

“I remembered last month that you said that that new gallery was opening up at the museum. And Tsukishima-kun told me that there’s a big shark exhibit opening at the aquarium. So I figured-” “We go to the gallery, get lunch at that cafe we love, and see the sharks?” “You read my mind! Do you want to do that? If not, we can plan something else-” He takes one of your hands in his, and gently presses a kiss to your knuckle, right on your little silver band.

“It sounds absolutely perfect.” He starts to gather up the dishes, but you swat him away.

“You’re the birthday boy, go get ready! Oh, and I forgot to mention, Kuroo-san said that he and a few others are coming over around seven. So we should try to get back by five or so.” He pecks your cheek as you wash the dishes, and you giggle again.

“That’s fine. Do you know how long they’ll be over?” “Not sure, but it won’t be too late, trust me. I’ll have plenty of time to see my birthday boy in his birthday suit…” He blushes, and you turn back to washing the plates.

“Go take a shower. I’ll join you in a bit.”

The gallery is incredible. You seem to agree, staring into each painting with focus and intent. The good thing about you both being artsy is that you can enjoy this kind of thing together.

He holds your hand gently as you lead him to the centerpiece. It’s nothing short of breathtaking. A huge, sprawling field of sunflowers in the middle of summer. The sky is the purest blue you can imagine, and puffy clouds float in the sea of azure. There’s a pair of hot air balloons floating among the clouds, one decorated in oranges and one in purples. In the distance a little farmhouse sits on the hill. The painting is oil, and it’s huge, taller than him.

“It’s so beautiful, isn’t it, Keiji?” He says nothing, staring into the flower field. He imagines for a second that it’s real, that you and him are standing in the ocean of sunflowers, under the summer sky.

That farmhouse could be yours. He can see it, a quiet life there with you two. He’d spend the day writing, you’d spend the day playing the piano and singing with that little fairy voice of yours.

You’d take a picnic basket down into the field, lay down a little blanket and watch the sunset on the hill. Just the two of you, safe and calm and warm as the sun fades away.

“Keiji?” He’s startled out of his fantasy to see you looking at him, a smile playing at your lips.

“Did you hear me?” “Sorry, what did you say?” “I just said that you’ve been staring at that painting for the past fifteen minutes. I’m starting to get jealous,” you tease.

He smiles at that notion. The painting may be beautiful, but it fades in comparison to you. But then again, so does everything else.

“Let’s get lunch, love. We’ll have to hurry if we want to catch those sharks.” -

This cafe may well be his favorite place on earth. Simply put, it’s where you met. You worked there part time, and he’d stopped by every day after class to get his work done. Once he’d first seen you though, he began to focus on you, rather than his homework.

It took him a month to build up the balls to ask you out. You’d said yes, and your very first date was dinner and a planetarium show. Much more romantic than a movie, you’d said when he asked if it was lame.

And now here you were, about to eat lunch here after being together for two and a half years. There you are, ordering him a Hokkaido bubble tea and red bean toast, the two things you spent weeks writing down his order for. Before he’s even pulled out his wallet, you’ve paid, and he’s barely able to scold you for not letting him pay because you sit him down.

“That painting was really something else, huh?” He nods, gazing into your eyes.

“Don’t stare, you’re making me self-conscious.” “Shush, let me admire my beautiful girlfriend.” Since you’re in public, the most you can do without getting looks is hold hands, which you do even when the bubble teas and pastries are set down in front of you. His thumb gently strokes the band on your finger.

He doesn’t let go of your hand as you walk into the aquarium. He doesn’t let go as you walk past the giant tank, staring at the colorful fish and little crustaceans. He doesn’t let go when you ask the kind older woman to take a picture of you two in the shark’s mouth, and he most certainly doesn’t let go as you gently stroke the bamboo shark’s back in the touch tank.

Neither of you want to leave, but he knows that his friends will be coming over soon and you’ll want to have the cake and stuff ready. So before you leave, he buys you an adorable stuffed shark plush from the gift store.

Once you’re home, you decide to eat a little something so that you won’t be having only cake for dinner. He sets out some leftovers; the braised eggs from yesterday morning, the cucumber salad you made a few days ago to go with the katsu bowls, and he heats up some rice and leftover chicken.

While the love of your life sets out some food, you take the cake you brought over last night out of the fridge and place it out on the table. It’s simple, swirled with purple and blue with macarons on top. You also bought a 23 candle, a little golden one.

It’s perfect.

You eat quickly, only having a little bit but enough to satisfy your stomach. Before you two know it, there’s a knock at the door.

The only person who’d knock, it’s Tsukishima. He may be a sarcastic little shit, but he’s tolerable compared to the other people coming over tonight.

“Good evening, y/n-san.” “Hey, Tsukki-kun. Come on it, it’s chilly outside.” In a little bit, Kuroo and Kenma show up. Then come Yukie and Kaori, Komi and Konoha, and of course the ace himself.

“HEY HEY HEY! HOW’S THE BIRTHDAY BOY DOIN’?!”

You smile at Yukie and Kaori, shaking your heads at the tall man who’s currently hugging your boyfriend so tightly you think he might burst.

“I’m doing well, Bokuto-san. Would you mind putting me down?” “Sure thing, birthday buddy! n/n been takin’ care of you today?” “I’m sure she has, in quite a few ways,” snickers Kuroo, and Bokuto guffaws as Kenma elbows the rooster-headed asshole.

“Don’t be crude.” scolds Kenma as he scrolls through his phone. You assume that Kuroo made him leave his switch at home.

Two hours into the evening and a bottle of champagne later and the cake is almost gone. Yukie and Bokuto are having an arm wrestling contest on the coffee table with Tsukki as the referee, Kaori is passed out on the couch, Komi and Konoha are giggling like second graders for no reason, and Kenma is crying into Kuroo’s shirt about his village and how he needs to get back to the island, that shit ain’t gonna build itself. Keiji is sitting beside you, his head buried in your shoulder.

“You tired, baby?” He nods, his hand gently rubbing your thigh.

“Okay, I’ll call a cab for these idiots. Sit tight.” You stand to go grab your phone, and before you know it the living room is clear of the eight stooges. Keiji walks up behind you, his face slightly flushed, and wraps his arms around you. You can tell he’s a bit tipsy, but he’s not falling over or anything.

“Baby, go brush your teeth and get ready for bed. I’ll clean up in here.” “I can help, love-” “No. I’ll only be a minute. The birthday boy still has one more gift to open.”

With that, you unlatch him from you and go to clean up the glasses and plates. It was nice to catch up with everybody, especially the girls. There were only ten of you, but it was nice to have company for the first time in a while.

You set the leftover cake into the fridge before going into the bathroom to brush your teeth, and you can feel a pair of eyes on you as you wash up and change into one of his shirts.

“Come here, love.”

“In a second.”

“You’re spending the night, right?”

“Of course, baby. I’m yours for the night.”

“You’re too good to me.” “You’re one to talk, prince charming.” He smiles and takes you into his arms. The kiss he pulls you into is just as dizzying and passionate as all of his kisses, but just a bit more fervent. He’s excited, and so are you.

He pulls away to take your hand, his favorite place to press gentle kisses to. His lips brush over the little band for what feels like the millionth time today, and you remember the promise that the ring means. So does he, and he can’t wait to replace it with a diamond one.

He kisses you again, and you melt into it. He’s so gentle, impossibly so, but despite the gentleness he’s still trapping you there. But trapped against him as he presses a kiss to your forehead and holds your hand in his isn’t such a bad place to be.

“God, I love you so much,” he whispers into your hair. “Mm, how much?” “To the sunflower fields and back.”

(a/n - the “silver band” is supposed to be a promise ring. I’ve always thought that he’d be the kind of guy who would buy you a promise ring.)

#akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu x reader #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi fluff #haikyuu fluff

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