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bubblyqueer000 · 2 years

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I hope you're having a good day!! ♥️

If it's not too much trouble could I maybe request SFW headcanons for Gundham Tanaka x a cheerful gender neutral Ultimate Herpetologist (studies reptiles)? Can take place non despair or during the killing games!

It is no pressure at all if you don't want to do this, and please feel free to take out anything if I got too specific!! Real life comes first ^^ thank you!

Gundham Tanaka x Cheerful!GenderNeutral!Herpetologist!Reader

This is so cute! I want all the geckos!! Does anyone remember the geckos can-can song that was on animal jam? It played in the movie theater in that one jungle biome where you could play the pill bugs game!! I miss playing animal jam but I can’t because flash is dead and I can’t download it on my device. My account was bumpin too! I had an arctic wolf with full diamond armor. I miss things like animal jam, wizard 101, and Moshi monsters!! So sad :C

Sorry if anything in this fic is inaccurate to Gundhams character but I did some research about him on the wiki. Just let me know in the comments!! Love ya!!!

TW: No trigger warning but some people are grossed out by reptiles

♡ Gundham was unimpressed with your talent at first glance. Sure, he loves animals, but mainly the ones in his care. Other creatures just didn’t match his in power - in his mind - so if you actually own any reptiles he didn’t care much for them… Unless you consider wanting to hold them for at least three hours a lack of interest.

♡ You met under really weird circumstances.

♡ He was in the class next door to yours and you didn’t really know much about him. Sure you knew each other's names, but to him, you were just some cute person who he happened to share the same school with, and to you, he was just some guy with a unique fashion sense.

♡ Class had hardly started and your teacher was only taking roll call. You were sitting next to Toko, since she was the only person not freaked out by the iguana that sat in your lap.

♡ “Sayaka Maizono.”

♡ “Present!”

♡ “Toko Fukawa.”

♡ “H-Here.”

♡ “Y/N L/N!!!” Everyone in the classroom stopped and turned their heads toward the door. It sounded like it was coming from all the way across the hall, but as time passed, the sound of feet tapping upon the ground became louder and louder. Gundham Tanaka burst through the door, only seconds later. He immediately rushed to your table and began yelling at you about his missing hamster.

♡ It turned out that he was unable to find Jum-p. Having seen you with your iguana that morning, he assumed the worst and immediately accused you, only for you to return with an argument that he couldn’t rebut.

♡ “Um… My Iguana didn’t eat your hamster…” You told him awkwardly.

♡ “And how do you expect me to believe that?! You would do anything to aid your partner in crime, you fiend! You’ve even stooped so low as to lie to a being of my power!” Please don’t hate me I can’t write Gundham dialogue for shit.

♡ “Iguanas don’t eat meat… They’re herbivores, dude.” You explained.

♡ “I… Beg your pardon…” Yeah. Somehow he didn’t stop to consider that before blaming you.

♡ You were still kind enough to help him find Jum-p. You spent the entire school day looking for him and searched the whole school. It turned out that the hamster had simply fallen asleep in his desk, and due to this, when Gundham called for his hamsters, Jum-p didn’t respond.

♡ Gundham’s such a big dummy dumb!! I love him!! (─‿‿─)

♡ He was really embarrassed, after the whole event. A little because he forgot a fact that someone with his talent should definitely know, but mostly because it was in front of you.

♡ After the two of you got together, his interest in reptiles grew as much as his love for mammals!! Originally, he liked snakes the most, ball pythons being his favorite because of how affectionate they can be but after looking more into different species he absolutely fell in love with leopard geckos!! They’re so cute and smiley to him! (Sorry I just really like ball pythons and leopard geckos hehehe!!)

♡ Gundham’s also happy to teach you about mammals and learn all about your favorite reptiles. When you got together, he started carrying around animals that he knew made you happy, just as long as they wouldn't hurt his four dark devas.

♡ He gets really attached to your reptiles after a while of taking care of them with you.

♡ “I’m going to go get some feeder mice for S/N (Snake’s Name). I’ll be back later, Gundham.”

♡ “I’ll miss you until you return my dark king/queen/ruler!” He announced as he hugged you tightly.

♡ “Hehe! I’ll be back soon, love.” You kissed him on his forehead, causing his pale white face to flush a bright red.

♡ “I love you.”

***

♡ You walk back to the door to the apartment you shared with Gundham. In one hand were your keys and in the other was a small box full of two much smaller mice. Your keys jingled in your hands as you looked for the right key for the door, which seemed to be scaring the tiny creature in the box as it started to shake rapidly in your hands. You quickly dropped your keys and held onto the other object with both hands. You bent down to pick up the keys you had dropped, not looking up as the door opened.

♡ “Welcome back, my dear!” Gundham said to you loudly, as you picked up your keys.

♡ “Hi, Gundham.” You reply, giggling at his formalities. You slowly shift into an upright position to look at him. You were about to hug him when you stopped yourself, noticing something draped upon his neck and shoulders. “Um… Why do you have S/N around your neck.”

♡ Yeah he was wearing a snake around his neck (━┳━ _ ━┳━)

♡ Oh!! The scenario reminded me: He hates when you have to feed the carnivorous animals live food. He can’t watch when it happens, it just makes him too sad. (°╭╮°) That’s partially why ball pythons stopped being his favorite.

♡Still though, he loves your talent and he loves you even more. ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊωˋ )ଓ⁾⁾

#danganronpa #fanfic #danganronpa x reader #anime #sdr2 #danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #goodbye despair #gundham tanaka #gundham tanaka x reader #gundham headcanons #gundham x reader #danganronpa gundham

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roach-circus · 4 years

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I'll Follow The Sun--Bri x Reader

a/n: I’m currently in a hurricane, (no worries, I am safe!) and I thought I would use it as an inspiration to do a cute storm bit. Thank you to @ineloqueent for helping me out a bunch again, she proofread and helped me a bunch with grammar, this fic definitely would not be as wonderful without her! I’m quite happy with the way this one came out, and although I know the plot is a bit cliche, it’s one of my favourite tropes and I think it’s kind of cute heheh ♥️♥️

warnings: There are a few curse words, but it’s mainly pure fluff and a bunch of angst, and also wayyy too many Beatles references because I like referring to music in my stories. (I promise it’ll be a different band next time!)

word count: 2.75k

Bright cracks of lightning erupted from the cloudy sky, and rain was beating down harshly onto the pavement outside.

You truly disliked storms, the monotony of them always brought you to dark places of your mind. Your week had been a bit rough, and your boyfriend was visiting some family members who lived an hour or two away, until tomorrow. So all you could do now was to sink further back into the plush leather couch, the lower half of your legs hanging off of the side.

Attempting to focus on “Baby’s in Black” in between loud bursts of thunder, you switched out the receiver on your turntable to increase the volume. You returned to the couch, as the record player began to play “I’ll Follow The Sun”. You hummed along; this was one of your favourite songs on the album. When you were younger, it would lull you to sleep and it reminded you of those times now, when you needed it most.

As the song progressed, your thoughts began to wander, to return to those dark places they tended to visit in the dullness and loneliness of a storm. You knew that it was entirely irrational, but still you worried, What if the people in your life did not truly love you? What if no one enjoyed your company? What if they were all simply pretending?

before you could be completely sucked in by your destructive thoughts, you sat up. You took a few deep breaths, counting to seven as you inhaled, counting to five as you held it, and counting to eight as you exhaled.

You stepped over to your turntable and carefully removed the record which had stopped spinning, placing it back into its sleeve. Ambling over to the oak-wood coffee table that homed your telephone, you wondered. You needed to talk to someone.

You contemplated calling your friends, but it was far too late at night to do so without waking them. You thought about calling your mother, but it then occurred to you that she was not the person you wanted to speak to right now. You wanted to speak to your boyfriend. He was the most understanding out of everyone you knew. And you could really use that right now.

Dialing his number, you crossed your fingers in the hopes that he would pick up. You felt a rush of relief and joy when you heard, “Hello, sweet Y/N! What’s going on?” “I’m just feeling a bit lonely, Bri. You know how I get during storms.”

“There’s a storm by you?”

“Yeah,” you replied, nodding though he couldn’t see you. “it’s quite dreary over here. I’m alright though, I’ve just been doing my best to avoid the dreadful thoughts that usually come ‘round.” You laughed lightly in an attempt to ease the tension, but you knew that Brian wouldn’t believe the pretense.

“Say, Y/N,” he began, “do you have anything to occupy yourself for approximately one hour and thirty-four minutes?”

“Yes, but Brian, you don’t have to come back now. I’ll survive. you enjoy your last day with your parents.”

“I’ll be right over!”

“Bri, no-” you were cut off by a click on the other end of the line.

You would’ve loved to see him, but you also knew that he deserved to spend that time with his family.

You decided to return to your music to pass the time, choosing an album with a few more upbeat numbers. Carefully, you placed Help! onto the record player, fitting the needle on top. As the first song (conveniently titled “Help!”) began, you immediately started to feel more cheerful. Instead of sitting back down, you bobbed your head to the music, pacing around your living room and stepping to the beat. Soon, this transitioned into snapping to the beat, your arms swinging from side to side, as “The Night Before” played. You went on dancing, your level of enthusiasm increasing with each song that played, until both “Dizzy Miss Lizzy” and you fell silent. Not wanting your little dance-session to end, you swiftly removed the record from the table, and replaced it with, “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”. As the song of the same name chimed in, you clapped along to the beat, spun about to the rhythm.

Thirty-five more minutes passed by like nothing, as you continued dancing to the Beatles. You hadn’t had the time to listen to this much music in months, and it was doing wonders for your mood. You hardly noticed the thunder and lighting continuing outside, a majority of it drowned out by your singing.

But as you heard a few light knocks on the door, you knew Brian had not been lying when he abruptly ended your phone call.

You quickly, but carefully removed the record and placed it in its sleeve, and then placed that on the set of drawers near the door to your flat. You unhooked the lock, and pulled the door open.

He was standing with Scrabble in one hand, and a large bag of popcorn kernels in the other.

“Well, don’t just stand there, come inside, it’s pouring!” you declared jokingly as you motioned for him to enter.

“Thank god, it’s insane out there,” he said, brushing past you as he came through the doorway and stooped to remove his shoes. He then shook his head rapidly in an attempt to remove some of the water that had soaked into his hair, as though he were a dog.

“Hey!” you exclaimed as the rainwater from his hair sprayed the both of you. “You’re getting me all wet!”

“Well, I think my curls suffered enough abuse in the ‘60s. The least I can do now is to keep them dry.”

You both giggled a bit. “In all honesty, thank you so much for coming and visiting. You really didn’t have to do this.”

“It’s no big deal. I wanted to get away from those old folks anyway.”

You both were silent for a moment. Then Brian asked, “How do you feel about a sleepover?”

“That sounds fantastic,” you smiled, “I’d love to! But we can’t sleep yet. I see you’ve brought Scrabble.” You knew all too well that a game of Scrabble with Brian could last for days on end.

“Oh, of course, we won’t be sleeping until someone reigns supreme,” he said, gravely serious. “That someone will most definitely be me!” you declared, and he chuckled.

The two of you headed into the living room, and you flicked the switch to turn on the lamp. It flickered on. then it flickered back off. And then the entry-room fell dark as well, and soon after that, the rest of the bulbs illuminating your house.“Well shit. The power’s shot.”

“Wow,” Brian mocked, “I had no idea. Have you got any candles?”

You nodded. “Definitely, and I know I’ve got a torch or two as well, I’ll go find them.”

You attempted to reach your closet, but you were initially unsuccessful and ended up tripping over god-knows-what before tumbling to the ground. Brian held out a hand to help you up, and you thanked him and took it, regaining your balance and pushing the unidentified object out of the way.

Eventually, you made it to the closet and retrieved a torch for each of you and as many candles as you could find. You lit them, and placing them strategically about the house, you were able to navigate with a much more favorable outcome.

You then made your way back to the living room with your torches and several candles.

“Do you want to set up the game while I pop these?” Brian asked, holding up the bag of popping corn.

“Of course, although there isn’t much to set up,” you responded. “Here, let me grab you a pot.”

You followed him towards the kitchen.

You pulled a stainless-steel saucepan from a corner cabinet and placed it on the stove.

“I’ll leave you to it,” you called to Brian, as you began to head back to the living room.

“Bags going first!” he shouted from the other room as you knelt down on one side of your coffee table and opened the Scrabble box.

You smiled. You didn’t really have a preference of the order that you would play in, but you unfolded the game board, placed it on the table, and pulled seven letter tiles for yourself. You heard sizzling pops as you arranged your tiles on your tray and set up a scoring paper with each of your names written, and the smell of fresh popcorn wafted from the kitchen. A minute or two later, you heard footsteps, and Brian came up behind you, placing a large plastic bowl of buttery popcorn to the side, and wrapping his arms around you.

“You ready, darling?” he asked, his voice slightly muffled by your hair.

You smiled softly. “Absolutely. Come sit,” you patted the spot on the other side of the board.

He sat on his knees across the coffee table from you, a small grin tugging at his lips as well, and you handed him a small grey pouch containing the rest of the tiles. The game started out rather relaxed, but as it went on, the will to win in the both of you rose. You became more and more competitive with each passing minute, determined to beat him.

“C-A-P-I-T-A-L,” you said aloud, laying down the tiles. “Dammit, Y/N, I was going to take that letter!” Brian exclaimed, as you marked twenty-two points under your name on the scoring notes and cackled.

“It’s only fair considering the monster of a triple word score you unleashed, with- what was the word-”

“Equinox!” Brian said, proud of his accomplishment.

“Yes, that one,” you responded, a little defeatedly; it was because of that word he now retained the higher total score.

it was all in good fun, though.

You reached over to your popcorn, threw a piece into the air, and successfully caught it between your lips, although you shifted several of the tiles in the process. You attempted to realign them into their original organization, but you accidentally switched around a few letters, so that two of the words to now read, “pqualize,” and “excorcise”.

Bri, it seemed, found your panicked effort to fix the words quite humorous, because when you looked up after rearranging the tiles, he was giggling with a bright smile across his face. You thought to yourself then how lucky you were to have him with you.

The game continued, and you hardly noticed the presence of the storm.you were too busy laughing yourselves silly , pretending to play phony words and trying to top each other’s fantastically high scores.

“Good game, Bri,” you proclaimed as it drew to a close, no tiles remaining in the pouch.

“Good game, Y/N,” he responded. “How about that score?”

“Ah, ‘f course,” you said sarcastically, both well aware that his total points were much greater than yours. “Quite a close game, if I do say so myself. it came down to two seventy-one and three seventy-nine.”

“And who got which?” Bri mocked.

“Oh, shut up, you,” you responded.

The two of you returned to your couch, Brian still with a slight smirk resting on his face. You began to sink deeper into the plush cushions, but before you could collapse completely, Brian wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close against his chest. Brian tugged a strand of your hair between his fingers, then asked, “May I put on a bit of music?”

“Of course!” you said, “Anytime. Just be sure to switch out the receiver, the current one is a bit loud.”

He got up and proceeded to stroll over to your music shelf, dragging his fingers over the spines of the record sleeves, softly murmuring the album titles, before settling on one and lightly tugging it from the shelf. You caught a glimpse of his choice: “Beatles For Sale,” but.You hadn’t fully processed his decision as he slid the disk out of its sleeve, placing it on your record player.

As “No Reply” began to play, he returned to his original position, one long arm resting on your shoulders as he pulled you to him again. Light taps to the beat met your skin as he hummed the melody. He turned his head slightly, pressed a soft kiss onto your forehead, and adjusted his neck to allow your head to rest on his shoulder.

Sitting, cocooned in his warmth, had almost distracted you from noticing that “I’ll Follow The Sun” had returned to your ears.

All of your thoughts came flooding back to you, the ones from earlier this night, combined with so many previous ones that it made your head hurt. You were met with a wave of worry and loneliness, despite Brian’s presence. you did whatever you could to divert your attention, but it was to no avail. You let out a slight whimper, and Brian looked at you in alarm.

“Oh gosh, what’s wrong, Y/N, dear?” he asked , his concern audible.

“It’s just… this song, this album,” you let out a small sob. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re a fantastic collection of songs, but…” you weren’t going to try to hide the trouble you were going through this time. “I’m not sure why, but they bring on so many thoughts that I would prefer not to have.” You were only able to stop your tears from falling by burying your face in Bri’s side.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what kinds of thoughts? You don’t have to tell me if you don’t wish to, but if I can help you, I’d love to.”

You lift your face up to explain. “It’s alright. I just always seem to return to this stream of self-conscious thoughts whenever I hear it. Like, what if everyone in my life is just pretending to love me, but in reality they never have, or what if the people around me just hate me?”

“Oh, darling, don’t ever even suggest that.” Bri responded passionately. “I can tell you for a fact that your friends, your family, peers, all love your company and do not feel that way whatsoever, and I wouldn’t let you near anyone who did. They don’t deserve your company.”

You sat together in silence, Brian rubbing slow circles into your arm, until your breathing returned to normal. You placed your head back onto his shoulder, feeling much better after having gotten it all off of your chest. You were so thankful to have such a supportive, kind person in your life. You cuddled closer and Brian reciprocated, pressing tender kisses to your hairline.

“Really, thank you so much, Bri. I can’t believe I get to spend my time with someone as compassionate and caring as you are.”

“Of course, Y/N,” he responded. “I love you.”

Somehow, those words were enough to finally allow your muscles to untense and for you to release a small, contented sigh.

As you felt yourself beginning to doze off, Bri reached over and blew out the candles in your vicinity, and the world around you dimmed. You let your eyelids fall closed, and even as you meandered off into a dream, you could still feel his light breath on your head, his thumb still stroking your arm gently. you knew then he would always be there, even when things seemed to be dark and gloomy, with no hope in sight.

You knew he would always be there, to help you follow the sun.

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seigyokus · 7 years

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7.5 - Re:vale

Idolish Seven - Part 3, Chapter 7.5 For more Part 3 translations, click here!

Translation below the cut!

Momo: ...... Yuki: Done? Momo: Woah! Momo: Y-Yuki.... What's with that metal bat....... Yuki: I figured I'd go in and save you if I heard any screams. Momo: You? With that metal bat...? Yuki: ....... Momo: ....... ....Aha! Ahahaha! Yuki: ......Heheh.... Hahaha.... Momo: Ahahaha! Sorry for laughing. You look good with that metal bat! Super duper handsome! Yuki: Think I can hit a homerun with this? Momo: Ahaha! That's awesome! Yuki: Heheh.... Momo: So, I kinda failed at getting Ryou-san into a good mood. Yuki: I see. There's someone who you'll succeed at getting into a good mood, though. Why don't I introduce them to you? Momo: Who is it? Yuki: Me. Momo: Will I succeed though? Yuki: You've never failed at it before. Yuki: Momo. Do you want to sing or listen to "We, the Incomplete?" Momo: ...... Well, what do you wanna do, Yuki? Yuki: I....... Yuki: I want to sing it with you, Momo. Someday. Momo: ......! Yuki: I'm still afraid, but someday....... After all, it's as if that song were written for you, Momo. Momo: Haha.... No need to flatter me like that. I mean, by the time I started going to your concerts, you guys were already done writing that song. Yuki: I guess so. Wait, no. That's not it...... Momo: What? Yuki: ......It's really embarrassing, so I'll tell you some other time. Momo: Which is? Yuki: Perhaps when I'm on my deathbed....... Momo: That's so far from now!

Sunohara Momose: ......Then how about this? Orikasa Yukito: What? Sunohara Momose: You said you'd feel like you were betraying Ban-san if you kept on going, right? Because you're a gentleman, Yuki-san. Orikasa Yukito: Am I really a gentleman though....... Sunohara Momose: Just five years is fine! That's how long you were Re:vale with Ban-san, right? So please be Re:vale with me! Just for five years! Orikasa Yukito: ....... Sunohara Momose: I won't work with you for longer than Ban-san did. Just think of me as a spare. Orikasa Yukito: ......And after that? Sunohara Momose: You should change partners. But you know, I'm sure you'll have met him by then. Let's get famous so that you can meet Ban-san again! Sunohara Momose: I'm sure Ban-san is still singing somewhere out there. Even if he has scars, he'd still be handsome! We'll definitely find him. Orikasa Yukito: ......Just five years? Sunohara Momose: Just five years. Orikasa Yukito: ....... Orikasa Yukito: ...Understood. ......I accept. Sunohara Momose: ......! Thank you so much! ......Thank you so much! Sunohara Momose: *sob* I'm so glad......! *sob* Waaaah....... Orikasa Yukito: ....... Sunohara Momose: ......*sob* I thought I was too late! I thought that it was all coming to an end-- *sob* Thank you so much! Thank you-- Sunohara Momose: *sob* Ah.... Waah.... I'm so glad, I'm so happy.... *sob*.... *sob*...! Waaah.... Orikasa Yukito: ...... Every time.... Orikasa Yukito: Every time I'm about to stop, you always make me sing again....... Orikasa Yukito: Thank you, God.......

Takanashi Otoharu: Starting today, you'll be a member of Takanashi Productions. I look forward to working with you. Oogami Banri: Sorry about everything. You even prepared a suit for me....... Oogami Banri: Ah.... I should probably cut my hair, huh. Takanashi Otoharu: You'd look quite gloomy if your bangs were long but everything else was short. You're very cool, Banri-kun, so I think long hair would suit you. Oogami Banri: Thank you very much....... Takanashi Otoharu: However, if it ever becomes too difficult to see what's before you, you ought to cut it. Takanashi Otoharu: You mustn't obstruct your field of vision, since that's what you'll be using to see the future. Oogami Banri: ....... Takanashi Otoharu: I'm sure you're already aware of this, but those who stand on stage are clumsy at times, sensitive at times. Takanashi Otoharu: Those people run with all of their might even when they can't see very well, as if they're driving on a rainy day. Our job is to make it so they see where they're going. Takanashi Otoharu: We must stand on the lookout platform behind them, and make sure there won't be any disastrous accidents and that they won't fall into any tragic pitfalls. Takanashi Otoharu: You're very clever and kind. This is the kind of work you've always been good at. Oogami Banri: ......Will I really be able to help someone? Takanashi Otoharu: Of course. Oogami Banri: ......I'm really happy. I don't think I did anything wrong, but at the end.... I got the feeling that maybe I wasn't supposed to let go. (3) Oogami Banri: It was always a battlefield on stage.... I've always wanted a place to return to.... A place where I could be at peace. Oogami Banri: I hope I can be a fortress for someone, someday. After coming back from the stage, they can be at peace and feel relieved after passing through those gates. Oogami Banri: That's the kind of castle I want to be-- sturdy, solid, and firm. And this time.... Oogami Banri: I'll watch over them as they rush through the stage.... From far, far away....... I want to support their dreams until the very end. Oogami Banri: Otoharu-san.... I had lost my dreams once before, but thank you for giving me a place to make them come true.... Takanashi Otoharu: I'm the one who should be thanking you. However, Banri-kun, you haven't lost anything at all. Oogami Banri: ....... Takanashi Otoharu: Both your old dream from the past and your current dream are still shining strongly and brilliantly, even as it changes its shape. Takanashi Otoharu: See, look. You breathed life into those amazing monsters, and they are now beginning to open their eyes. Oogami Banri: Huh......? Voice from the TV: ......And here's who we've got our eye on for this week! We'll be introducing artists you gotta know in ten seconds, super duper fast! Voice from the TV: First off, here's an idol duo that just debuted! Re:vall! Oh.... I apologize, Re:vale! Oogami Banri: ....... Hahah.... Oogami Banri: This is amazing...! ......Ah, I'm so glad.... I didn't do the wrong thing...... Oogami Banri: That song, that encounter, and that farewell.... Oogami Banri: ......It'll be okay. You're well-loved, by the lowliest of bugs and by God Himself.

Nanase Riku: ....... Izumi Iori: Nanase-san.... Are you making yourself a midnight snack? Allow me to help. Nanase Riku: Ah, thanks. I couldn't sleep, so I kinda just wanted to make something easy.... Izumi Iori: What are you making? Nanase Riku: Carbonara. Izumi Iori: Isn't that a little heavy for a midnight snack? Well, I guess it's fine.... Nanase Riku: I couldn't find any other recipes that looked easy. ......Hey, Iori. You heard Banri-san's story, right? Izumi Iori: I did.... Have you been keeping track of how long you've been boiling the pasta? Nanase Riku: Ah! I forgot to look at the clock. Izumi Iori: How long has it been in there!? At this rate, you're going to overcook it! ......Wait, this isn't pasta this is sōmen! (1) Nanase Riku: S-sorry! I was just so lost in thought.... Izumi Iori: Listen, you can allow your mind to wander while cooking, but only after you've learned how to use a kitchen timer! Nanase Riku: Is there anything we can do to make it into pasta? Izumi Iori: Even if I had the ability to time travel, I refuse to go back in time for the sake of sōmen. ......We can try to make this sōmen carbonara somehow..... Nanase Riku: Say, Iori.... Izumi Iori: What is it? Nanase Riku: Are we gonna come to an end someday too? Izumi Iori: ....... Nanase Riku: I thought I'd be in IDOLiSH7 until the day I die, but that might not be true for everyone, huh.... Nanase Riku: I couldn't help but think that it'd be nice if we could continue on for as long as possible, and that even if the end does come, we'll all part ways peacefully....... Izumi Iori: ......IDOLiSH7 will not come to an end. You are too simple-minded and much easily influenced. Nanase Riku: Well, the end is something that comes suddenly, after all. Izumi Iori: ....... Nanase Riku: People's feelings and bodies change.... When that time comes, I hope I'll be able to talk about it with a smile like Banri-san. Nanase Riku: And think, 'I'm glad it happened the way it did.' Izumi Iori: ....... That's impossible for me. Nanase Riku: ......Why? Izumi Iori: No matter how we end.... Even if all of you are satisfied.... Izumi Iori: There's no way I would be able to say, 'I'm glad IDOLiSH7 came to an end.' ......There is absolutely no way I could say it. Nanase Riku: .......

Anesagi Kaoru: Alright, good work today. I'll come pick you up at 6 am tomorrow. Kujou Ten: Thank you very much.

Kujou Ten: ....... Kujou Takamasa: Welcome home, Ten. Kujou Ten: Kujou-san.... Kujou Takamasa: Sorry I didn't contact you beforehand. I was very busy. Kujou Ten: No, it's alright. Thank you, though. Kujou Ten: ......Just the other day, there was a boy at our door. I didn't know him, but he seemed like he was acquainted with you, Kujou-san. Kujou Takamasa: I'm sure it was Haruka. He must've come to see you. Kujou Ten: ......Haruka? Kujou Takamasa: Isumi Haruka. I raised him around the same time I was raising you, but with a different method. Kujou Ten: Are you making him debut at some agency, like Aya? Kujou Takamasa: No. Kujou Takamasa: He was a failure. (2) Kujou Ten: ......A failure? Kujou Takamasa: Yes. ......I'm going to go sleep for a bit. My friend forced some rather troublesome work onto me. That's why I came back to Japan. Kujou Takamasa: It's in his will, though, so there's nothing I can do about it. Kujou Ten: ......Did something unfortunate happen to your friend? And about this friend you're referring to, Kujou-san, is it......? Kujou Takamasa: It's Haruki.

To be continued....

TL Notes/comments:

THANK YOU @kuriiii for proofreadin!!!

(1) iori literally says 'it'll turn into udon' but im p sure he's referring to the thickness of the noodles since udon are thick noodles, and if you overcook pasta/noodles it'll get too massive. ALSO sōmen = thin noodles. (2) 失敗作 --> usage is generally for objects, like a failed work/product. I feel like adding in the 'product' weakens the impact of the line and generally calling someone a 'failure' is already pretty strong so! yeah (3) -shimau implies a sense of ‘did it by accident/unwittingly’ / ‘weren’t supposed to do that’ like あ！ケーキ全部食べてしまいました！ (“Ah! I accidently ate the WHOLE ENTIRE CAKE”). Hence why I tl’d this line like this.

As usual, if you see any mistakes/mistranslations/etc, please message me!

Thank you for reading!!

#アイドリッシュセブン #idolish7 #story3:text #story3:tl #translation

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soobadnoonecanstopher · 7 years

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How did you get into writing fanfiction? Did you write before you started writing fanfiction? And how/when did you become an exo fan? Ayeeee sorry for so many questions! :P Just curious and love your work!

Ooooo this feels like an interview! Ill put a read more link because it will be long.

I’ll start with the EXO question because that was the catalyst to all of this. I wasn’t an EXO fan until 2015. Prior to that i was a fan of Big Bang though, i watched a ton of korean dramas, like seriously a ton and my vision went bad because of it, but thats another blog post. So after Answer Me 1997/Reply 1997 i became a huge fan of Seo In Guk and followed his work. His singing and his acting and i was super excited about this drama called I Remember You/Hello Monster that he was going to be in.

Well i was already on Tumblr and since i was a BigBang fan, i followed some blogs that reblogged a lot of kpop so i was AWARE of exo, and i even remember seeing that one post about “when d.o. Smiles it happens slowly and his lips tremble at first before he smiles wide” and i was just thinking “man, this fandom…” anyway i knew that kristaolu had just left and things were a bit shaky in the group and that one of them was an actor and was doing some dramas. I didnt pay too much attention until i started watching I Remember You/Hello Monster and this guy is on the screen and he looks just like any other actor yet the fucking VikiComments are going NUTS. Like they are just moving so fast about “OMO he looks so good” and “My babyyyyy” and im just like ‘wtf who is this guy?’ And then i see the word 'exo’ and then 'kyungsoo’ and i think OH this must be the EXO member who is also an actor.

Well….fucking welll….this fucker…fucking do kyungsoo is so amazing in this drama. And he’s only in it in the beginning and in small flashes throughout but he left an impression with his acting long before i ever heard a single EXO song. Long before i heard him singing for real.

Of course i resisted. It was awful. I had my mind full of Big Bang and i didnt have time for anther group and there were SO MANY MEMBERS i think it took me months to be able to tell the difference between Sehun and Luhan and it only really stuck because Luhan left.

So i gave in and went to youtube and i watched Growl and i had already become familiar with Xiumin’s face for some reason, i guess he really just stands out so i was watching him closely beause i recognized him and in my head he was the face of EXO. If i saw Xiumin then i knew that this group of a million people was EXO. So that part in Growl where the camera pans and D.O. Comes in with his part singing….that one single line. That one part was what did it. I paused the video, went back. Watched it again. And then again and again and i felt something realllllly fucking stupid inside my chest and i said “this is the actor…this is that same person. Wtf. Hes got the best voice ive heard in a really long time.” Of course I was this calm. Im always this calm when im dying inside.

Okay so i started following some EXO blogs and watching a whole bunch of videos and by the time i got around to watching all of EXO showtime, i was pretty much falling very hard for this group. They were funny. They were talented as fuck. They were charming and i was a goner. The moment when Kyungsoo left Luhan behind in the haunted house was the kicker. I was in love. Completely and totally and hopelessly in love and there was no going back.

Okay now as far as writing. I wrote a lot in school. I actually REALLY REALLY enjoyed those 10k research papers were you had to cite your sources and be all informative, and i always got good grades on them. But i also read a lot. A lot of books , a lot of fiction and I read a ton of Big Bang fanfiction. I still have my favorites from that time that I Remember very very fondly but I never really came across smut. Hahaha i dont know why but i didnt. Until EXO…because holy shit you guys….this fandom….

Anyway i was aware of fanfiction and i always loved reading and when you find a really good story regardless of it being a book or a fanfiction you kind of just become one with that story and it becomes almost a part of your soul….i was searching for that perfect exo story.

I never wrote creatively prior to Feb 2016 when i started this blog. I knew english well and i understood the general flow of a story but i was under the impression that i wasnt a good creative writer. I dont know why i had this impression but honestly i had never had enough motivation to give it a try.

But i had this idea in my head. This story that i wanted to read but i couldnt quite find anything that fit the bill and so i submitted a request to a fanfiction blog that took requests and got nothing. No response or rejection, nothing, just silence for weeks and weeks and finally i thought “wait, why am i waiting for this…i should just write it” so i sat down and i wrote the first story i ever wrote and called it Buzz and i thought “this is smut, i cant post this to my main blog….i have people there who know me in real life. Hehehe” and so i quickly created a side blog and the first thing that popped into my head was “sobadnoonecanstopher” but it was taken and i added an extra o for kyungsoo and it was available and the rest is fucking history. You guys came and were like “hey this is pretty good? Is this really your first story?” And everyone was nice and sweet and someone was all “can i make a request” and then i wrote “And There She Is” the sehun story and that one really seemed to take off and people were crying (wtf) and i just kept going. And now look at all of you....who ARE you people?!

Sorry this is so long. Bwahaha

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invertedfate · 8 years

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Attack of the Asks! ...Again.

My inbox has over 350 messages. I THINK IT’S TIME to fix that. So, consider this the first of many jumbo ask dumps where I will (hopefully) answer those questions you’ve been dying to see answered. Also, apologies for the repost. Tumblr accidentally posted it BEFORE I was ready.

Well, I’ll put it this way. IF No Mercy is an expanded campaign with at least six major boss battles. My goal is to explore cause and effect rather than replicate the original UT No Mercy mode. The story will be more thorough, and I aim to explore how these iterations of the characters would handle the threat of an actually hostile human. Make what you will of that.

Golly, wouldn’t that be something? Hehehe…

Alphys Takes Action is a pretty cool song, I will admit, and that does sound neat. I’m just hesitant of basing IF music off of other fantracks overall. One Shall Prevail has a Backbone influence, but recent iterations have made it more unique. I like that.

Imgur is the go-to site for most AU makers, but bear in mind that you may have to manually rearrange all of your caps. Imgur can be a bit temperamental.

I have a few vague ideas of how an IF + Fell combo might work, including Pap as a wacky, Dr. Eggmanesque scientist trying to make Frisk his sidekick among other shenanigans. I think he’d still help Frisk, but do so in more dangerous ways to prepare them for their deadly circumstances, whereas Sans would be a more legitimate threat and Undyne… I think she’d be even more consumed by her thirst for justice against humanity to a point that it’s ALL she focuses on anymore, and she’s more distant from her friends and the monsters that once looked up to her. IF Undyne may be fixated on getting that final soul, but while it has left her desperate, aggressive, and with tunnel vision, she’s not so consumed by it that she only cares about revenge. She still actively works to make monsters’ lives easier and make their dreams come true. I feel that fear would be a central theme in IF + Fell, with monsters wearing red and black and generally being more aggressive as a response to their fear of humanity (inspired by voltra’s Underfell interpretation). In the aftermath of the war, there’d be a mentality that only the strong can survive, thus the kindness and compassion innate to monsters would be suppressed in favor of hardening themselves off to a more hostile world. Thus, Alphys would probably be more cold and disciplined as a result of having to suppress her weaknesses. Whereas IF Alphys tries to bury her emotions and act the part of a strong leader, in the case of IFell, the mask would have consumed the poor girl, and her passionate, nerdy side would be deeply bottled up. MTT himself probably take on his human annihilation robot status with a bit more gusto while still serving as the Underground’s shining star. Probably more of a propaganda figure, though I think deep down he’d still hold humanity in high regard and desire to see their strength and convictions firsthand. I think he’d also be extremely protective of Napstablook, acting as a bit of a bodyguard for his ghostly cousin. I can’t say much about Toriel and Asgore due to IF spoilers, but on the whole, I think IFell would be less about edge and more about helping these monsters see that there IS still room for love and compassion in the world, allowing them to open up once more and embrace their true selves. Flowey, however, would be the same sassy weed we know and love, because it’s an IF derivative, and I like my Flowey’s manipulative and wicked. Siding with Frisk would be a matter of convenience, as humans ARE strong. Also, I think it’d be funny if he remembered canon and was like, “Oookay, when did everything get so dark?”

That’s basically the angle I run with on the whole. The fact that Chara in the No Mercy route states that the player’s guidance is what led them to their conclusions leads me to believe that Frisk’s choices impact whether they choose to see the world in a hopeful light or believe that the only way to proceed forward is through power. I’m also inclined to believe that the path of the No Mercy route leads them to believe that Asriel’s pacifism was wrong and, thus, he betrayed them, thus he is an obstacle, whereas Paci proves that Asriel’s choice not to kill was not without merit, culminating in them offering the memory that ultimately opens the door to “SAVING” him in the final fight. Thus, IF Chara remembers all this, thus they are already predisposed to Frisk’s kindness while also fully aware that Asriel won, that he reset the timeline in a significant way, and that Flowey likely sees the potential in this outcome. And yes, even the noncanon IF No Mercy will be influenced by Chara’s memory of canon paci.

Well, it’s certainly possible!

;) I couldn’t resist. IF, after all, is its own entity.

Final Fantasy may not be an anime, but it is obviously anime inspired, appeals to a similar demographic, and has had movie and anime spinoff materials. :P And yes, the references for LEsser Dog were rather apparent and intentional. ;)

FL Studio 12.1 and 12.3 (depending on the computer I’m using at the time). My go-to soundfonts include SGM, 8bitsf, THe Ultimate Megadrive Soundfont, Arachno, HQ ORchestral 3.0, Touhou, Earthbound, and the VSTs Realguitar, RealPC, Shreddage, Magical 8bit Plugin, and more.

We talked it over and decided that Frisk will still speak due to their dialogue being so integral to the story. However, if the game does reach completion, there would be more dialogue options so that the element of choice remains. As for Frisk being absent, you’ll just have to wait and see.

Aw, thank you so much! I’m always doing my best to make IF enjoyable and unique, so I’m happy to hear it’s paid off.

Again, thank you! I will say that I have every intention to see the main run through to the end. As for geno and anything else that may come after, I am making it my goal to get there, but on the off chance that I DON’T, I will of course reveal the plans. But again, my goal is to see things through to the end.

Undyne and Sans have a.. complicated relationship. Some of it I may delve into later, but as for her reaction at the end of the bonus, she is VERY aware that Sans is not to be messed with. He’s smart, he’s skilled, and his opinion of her isn’t the highest these days. She’s frustrated that he can’t see that humanity has OBVIOUSLY taken too much from monsterkind and believes that letting a human stay close to Papyrus puts his safety at risk whereas Sans thinks she’s being reckless, disregarding Papyrus’ feelings, and once again biting off more than she could chew. But perhaps it wasn’t always that way.

Jerry would thank you, but it seems he’s too busy eating cheese puffs and smacking his lips. But I’m glad you liked it! My goal with IF is to make it unique and surprising, as there are already so many role swaps out there.

Indeed. ;) Not that I have anything against folks liking Uswap, but meta jokes are fun.

I’ve heard bits of their work, but I really do need to listen to more. It’s quite an ambitious and fun project to say the least!

@ut-scramble-saga Chara is definitely up there. I mean, even aside from the lovely spritework created by E-Clare, ScrS Chara fascinates me due to their circumstances. Ten years in the Ruins, alone, has obviously shaped them in some saddening ways. There are cuts in the Ruins walls and pillars to show that they’ve had their share of fights. Knives hidden in their house as a result of paranoia from fending for themself at such a young age. Gardens to provide nourishment monster food likely lacks. They have matured in a way where they have clearly survived, but their loneliness coupled with the loss of their parents and just how quickly they grow to care for Frisk despite their views on humanity... it’s frankly touching and compelling from a narrative standpoint. Though I also adore Tale’s End Flowey and Sans for how unique their dynamic is. Papyrus!Flowey may lack a soul, but he tries so very hard to be good, and his relationship with his brother is so bittersweet. Sans clearly still loves his brother and does his best to recapture the bond they shared before Pap got dusted, but knowing that Papyrus can no longer feel love as a Flower... that he’s only pretending, grasping at emotions he no longer possesses... it hurts in all the right ways. Knowing what I do about Storyshift Chara, I could gush about how tragic and thought out they are, but as the Snowdin kids are so popular, I’d rather draw attention to the tragedy that is Storyshift Asgore. He is so kind, genuinely wishes to help Frisk for selfless reasons, yet it is clear that the determination experiments have taken a toll on him psychologically. He offers up his SOUL to them, despite the loving family he’d be leaving behind. He is THAT burdened by his mistakes, and it hurts so much, yet it’s so very ASGORE. Just. Hug the goat dad, okay? He is a sweetheart that must be cherished.

Thank you so much! Alphys and Mettaton’s friendship is tragically overlooked in fanworks, so I aim to fix that with IF. As for Frisk’s flaws... hahahaha... This child is a piece of WORK.

Yes.

#asks #inverted fate #no mercy run #sans #undyne #chara #ask dump #genocide run

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