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Ansar VDP Job Circular 2022

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August || Chapter Four

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Spencer Reid, fem!reader x Emily Prentiss 

Description: After you and Emily leave the office for lunch together, you two enjoy each other’s company.

Content/Warnings: Pure fluff, flirting, developing feelings, kissing 

WC: 1.6K

Chapter Five will come out whenever this one gets 450 notes, just like I did for this chapter!

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The elevator door was soon opening in front of you, the arguing in the bullpen being unheard as you and Emily were soon walking through the open doors. “I’m glad we’ve been hanging out a lot more.” You broke the silence, a smile gracing your features.

“Me too. I can’t believe it took us this long to spend time together like this. It’s been nice.” Emily smiled in return while letting an arm wrap around your shoulders. 

For the first time in a while, you felt content. You didn’t feel the need to push everyone away and close yourself off from the world. All you needed was the extra support and reassurance. 

“It’s gonna be nice to get out of the office. It’s a nice day out. Maybe we can find somewhere with an outside dining area?” She suggested while glancing in your direction once the doors of the elevator were opening up to the parking garage, the two of you heading to Emily’s car together. 

“I think that sounds perfect. Be careful, Prentiss. I may get used to being spoiled.” You teased while looking in her direction.

“I think I can handle it if it comes down to that.” She teased in return. “It’ll just give me an excuse to take you out more.” 

The words had your face flushing as you offered a smile. “You shouldn’t need an excuse!” You mused while getting into the passenger seat of her car. You felt so.. Cared for. Emily had done a great job at offering the utmost support for you in your endeavors to get over the loss of two friendships.

She never let you lose yourself in the process, offering a shoulder to cry on at any time. It was her kindness and affection that made you grow into the person you’d become. 

The drive was peaceful, some light conversation over minor things going on around you, both accompanied with the soft music playing from the radio. It was comfortable, something that you’d grown accustomed to feeling with Emily. Part of you felt like she was doing it to be a good friend. The other part had you swooning over the possibility of her being interested in you. 

You knew better than to just assume after the Spencer debacle that threw you in for a loop, but it was nice to just sit back and be able to think about the endless possibilities that could come from this. You didn’t need anyone to be happy, but you always liked the idea of settling with someone you cared for. 

You knew you were thinking way too far ahead in this instance, however you didn’t let it deter you from continuing to dream over a possible love story. 

The arrival at the small cafe in downtown Quantico was what pulled you from your thoughts, your eyes looking out the window to see the colorful umbrellas over a few tables outside. “It’s not fine dining but..” Emily began before you were shaking your head. 

“I think it’s perfect.” 

With a smile on your face, you were opening your door and getting out of the car. There was a sigh of content coming from you as you could feel the warmth of the sun hitting your skin. The weather was just yet another indicator that today was going to be a good day. 

For the first time in a while, you weren’t thinking of Spencer. Instead, you were focused on Emily, on feeling appreciated by someone who was close to you. 

Emily had pulled the door open for you, letting you walk in ahead of her as you approached the front desk. After requesting a table outside, the hostess was more than happy to walk you both into the patio section, placing two menus on the table. 

“This feels too fancy. Sitting outside like this might’ve been too much.” Emily joked, the both of you chuckling. “How have you been feeling lately?” She then asked, picking up the menu in front of her to look over her options with a soft hum.

“I’ve been alright. Mostly focused on work. Oh! But I am thinking about getting a cat. Pen has been mentioning how lonely old man Sergio is so I might have to get a kitten to keep the old man on his toes.” You teased. “Plus, a cat playdate is probably the cutest thing I’ve thought about all year.”

“So you haven’t been thinking about me then? I’m hurt!” The woman let out a dramatic sigh as her hand rested against her chest. “I thought what we had was special.”

“You’ve always had a flair for the dramatics, haven’t you?” You commented, flashing an amused smile. 

“Maybe.. It’s easier to get attention that way. Extra attention when it comes to you.” She teased as she was placing her menu on the table. “A cat will keep you busy though, trust me. I remember when I had Sergio home with me, he was a wild child. Still probably the only man I ever needed though.” She laughed.

“At least he didn’t talk back, right?” You added on, letting out a laugh of your own. 

Talking with Emily eased your mind on a lot of things. You had assumed she had some verbal  crack sprinkled into your conversations, making you want to talk with her all day and all night. You could’ve sworn you had withdrawals when you were apart for too long, like the weekends without cases.

Lunch went smoothly, just lighthearted conversation and some good laughs. Instead of feeling trapped in your own thoughts, you were sitting there talking and laughing, letting loose and growing increasingly more comfortable. It was a shame you had to go back to work after though. 

Whenever the two of you were leaving the restaurant, you were getting settled into the passenger seat while Emily was starting the drive back to the office.

It made you wonder about what happened back in the bullpen, if there were any more snide comments made by either Spencer or JJ. Then again, it had been a while since they had even glanced in your direction, well; you thought that way. You knew you couldn’t hold on to that anger forever, but you had to admit; it was slipping away much slower than you would’ve liked.

In a way, you were just glad that you didn’t need to worry about it. On the other hand, you missed your friends. That’s what they were before all of this and now the title was stripped and you were left with two acquaintances. 

You dreaded the idea of letting them go entirely. Even with anger for JJ and Spencer, you did still care about them. It was hard not to, especially after knowing them for so many years. You still thought about the inside jokes, stories, even poking fun at one another. The time spent along them made you into the person who you were. You just never expected for things to do a somersault in the way that they did.

“Are you alright over there?” Emily broke the silence, noticing the way you were deep in thought. “You know you can talk to me.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m okay. Just thinking of how it’s gonna be back at the office. I really don’t want to go back and do paperwork.” You groaned, offering a smile.

Emily didn’t buy that excuse. “Are you sure? You looked pretty out of it and you’re not even like that on the hardest of cases. Talk to me.”

God damn it. You should’ve known that the profiler in the driver’s seat would know better.

“I’m just worried about my friendship with Spencer and JJ. I know I’ve acted like a fool for months over that whole situation but.. They are still my friends, well, they were. I don’t wanna lose them entirely, but what if I have to?”

“You don’t have to lose them. You’re a good person, that’s why you care. I think in time, friendships can be mended and things can go back to seminormal.” She assured, her hand reaching over to rest on your knee.

It was a simple touch, but it made your face feel hot as you looked out the passenger side window. “I’m sure it will, but it still scares me.” You sighed while placing one of your hands over Emily’s. “Thanks for listening and reassuring me.” You added, making the woman shrug as she was turning into the parking garage before approaching her spot, her hand pulling away from yours as she was pulling in.

“You don’t have to thank me. It’s what I’m here for, you know that. You’re not a baby for having feelings, remember that. Emotions make you human.” The words were further reassurance. She really knew just what to say.

The two of you were heading back to the elevator together, hopping on as you hit the button for the floor you needed. “Lunch today was fun. Definitely a great way to celebrate us finishing paperwork.” You teased as you turned back to Emily, the woman playfully nudging your arm. 

“You’re getting it next time. I hope you know that.” 

“Fine.” You groaned in a dramatic fashion, glancing at the woman with a smile.

There was a content silence between the both of you, although there was another presence in the elevator. A light tension that you couldn’t quite place. 

While you were deep in your thoughts trying to figure out the warmth washing over the both of you, Emily was putting her hand gently against your cheek, the delicate touch making you blink back to reality. Before you knew it, that tension was dissolving as you felt a soft pair of lips pressing against yours. The kiss felt so right.

Although as soon as the doors were opening, you were both quickly pulling away from each other at the sounds of a mug shattering on the floor. 

“What the fuck?” Spencer's voice echoed through the hall.

[jewish-vents]

first - i just want to say thank you for making this blog. it’s so important to know that we aren’t alone in the many things we’re experiencing and feeling right now, especially when so many of us have become painfully isolated as of late.

i apologize for how long this one is going to be.

i’ve been feeling so, so alone recently. my tumblr dash has been cut down to just a handful of jewish blogs that i can trust to be kind and understanding and nuanced, but it means that the majority of the content i see is about antisemitism and the war. after a while, it becomes draining to scroll through what feels like endless sadness. i turned to looking at fandom tags instead of following fandom blogs, but it makes me feel equally as insane to click on a blog about race cars and immediately see a post with 60k notes calling what’s happening in gaza “the new holocaust”. i started going back on twitter, but fan accounts on there too are only safe for a day or so before the account owner shares some awful antisemitic tweet from an account known to be an anti-jewish extremist. i went back on instagram briefly, but i was soon afraid to look at people’s stories for fear i’d see something terrible and lose yet another trusted person from my life.

in person, i have to walk by signs saying “zionism = genocide” and hastily scribbled palestinian flags with the colors in the wrong spot on my way to class every day. a wall across from my apartment says “BDS” in giant letters. i haven’t opened my curtains in months because of it. a “protest” of about 25 people stood in the center of campus and yelled and waved their fists in passing students’ faces, so jewish students didn’t go to class on any of the days they gathered. i only have one non jewish friend left at school - the rest abandoned me because i either called them out on antisemitic rhetoric or refused to go along with the idea that anyone, palestinian or israeli, muslim or jewish, is less than human. i had taken several of them along to our hillel’s seder in the past. i don’t know who i can safely go with this year. i have a few jewish friends, of course, but i love bringing goyische friends with little connection to judaism along to experience how joyful and loving jewish holidays can be.

it feels like there is no escape from this fucking war. it sickens me that it’s the only thing people pretend to care about - where is the attention for sudan, ukraine, armenia, uyghurs in china, syria, guyana? how is putting an emoji in your twitter bio or putting a translucent overlay of the palestinian flag on your tumblr icon any sort of real activism? how have we gone from “antisemitism is wrong” to “(((zionists))) control the world media”? it seems like the war is a fandom to these people. it seems like nobody cares enough to fully read and think critically about what they share, let alone do real research beyond looking at an infographic somebody shared on their instagram story. they’ll add on “don’t forget your click today!” to an unrelated twitter thread that went viral, flip the bird at the local starbucks, and put “won’t you free my palestine” on their instagram stories. they’ll anonymously tell a jew online to commit suicide. they’ll feel secure in the knowledge that they’re the perfect leftist, that this is somehow “good trouble”. all this praxis, and nothing to show for it but massive surges in hate crimes against jews. good job, guys! you singlehandedly saved every innocent person in gaza!

it’s isolating. it’s scary. jews can’t mourn. jews can’t be angry. jews can’t disagree. jews can’t suffer. jews can’t be whole, complex people with diverse beliefs and experiences. suffering is a game, and the goal is to hurt the most, scream the most, die the most, all to appease western leftists whose closest connection to war and violence was reading the hunger games in middle school.

i’m tired of it all. i want a peaceful and just resolution to the war. i want the mindless hatred everywhere to stop. i want to be able to scroll through social media and see nothing but fandom. i want to walk through campus with my magen david showing and all the friends i lost by my side on the way to the hillel seder. i want to open my curtains again. i know the experience of one diaspora jew is nothing compared to what people living in israel and palestine are currently going through, yet i still need this all to end. i don’t think any of us can go on like this, but we must, because we have. for thousands of years, we’ve gone on. that still doesn’t mean it has to be this hard all the time.

all i can think is “now we are slaves. next year may we be free.” now we are slaves to hatred and violence and suffering. next year may we all be free. next year may we all be in jerusalem.

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[lovebugism]

Okay, hear me out. The reader has a birthday in the summer and boyfriend!Steve is throwing her a little surprise bd party somewhere outside of Hawkins, along with Eddie, Robin and the kids 🥹🥰

thanks for your request!! — the one where steve harrington and the rest of the gang try hopelessly to celebrate the grump of the group (grumpy!reader, established relationship, 2k)

bug's summer fic fest ♡

A heart-shaped cake sits on top of a rotting park bench.

It’s obviously homemade, slathered with sage green icing that’s visibly uneven — bare in some places and thicker in others. Your name is written on the very center in a darker shade of juniper. At least, you’re pretty sure it’s supposed to be. The letters are sloppy and nearly illegible. It could say anything really, and you’d have no way of knowing.

Several smaller hearts are dotted around the top and the sides, looking more like gloopy circles and poorly drawn birds. You figure they were added as an afterthought, perhaps to distract from the various dents around the edges of the cake.

Despite all that — or maybe because of it — your heart swells with an inhuman sort of warmth.

You didn’t think people cared enough about you to bake a cake for you. Or to throw a surprise party for you. Honestly, you didn’t think anyone besides Steve even knew it was your birthday. The thought makes your chest feel tight, a healthy mixture of mirth and panic.

Several faces smile expectantly at you. You blink owlishly back at them. The twittering sounds of nature fill the anticipatory silence.

“Sorry,” you apologize in a half-sincere monotone, fidgeting awkwardly on the wooden bench seat. “I just… I never know how to respond when a group of people sing Happy Birthday to me.”

Steve smiles and smoothes a palm up and down your spine. His honey eyes flit between your profile and the burning striped candles on top of the cake. “I think most people usually blow out the candles at this point, babe.”

“Yeah,” Robin concurs from across the bench, sitting squarely on the edge to fit beside Dustin and Eddie. Her blue eyes widen as her maroon-tinted mouth quirks slightly upward. “If they burn too low, they’ll set the cake on fire.”

Eddie beams at her words. His chocolate eyes dart between Robin, the cake, and you. “Wait… That actually sounds kinda cool,” he lilts with a soft chuckle.

“No! Not cool!” Dustin argues in response. His bushy brows pinch together in disdain and his nose scrunches at the thought. “We worked hard on this cake, okay? So let’s maybe not ruin it—”

“I thought it was already ruined?” you blurt before you mean to.

The curly-haired boy snaps his attention from Eddie to you, equally as confused as you seem to be. “What?”

You shrug with a flat face. “I don’t know… I thought you guys, like, dropped it on the way over here or something.”

You’re too kind to be mean, too aloof to realize how insensitive you sound. 

You thought it might’ve been the perfect explanation for why the cake looked so… messy. Dustin was a perfectionist to boot, and Max commanded the boys like it was her job to do it. With their forces combined, you figure they could make just about anything five-star bakery-worthy.

This heart-shaped cake in front of you isn’t perfect. It looks more like what would happen to a sheet of paper if you gave toddlers a bunch of finger paint. Because they weren’t trying to make it flawless at all. They were making something sweet for you and having fun together while doing it.

You can imagine the kids laughing as they flick flour at one another and smear green icing on each other’s cheeks. Your chest warms all over again. Your heart glows with a happiness you often keep hidden.

“Considering it’s your birthday, I am actively choosing not to take offense to that statement,” Dustin responds after a beat of silence, a sincere smile on his boyish features.

“We made it ourselves, actually,” Lucas tells you with his own grin. He sits adjacent to the former boy, shoulder-to-shoulder with Max. Despite the many inches of space on either side of them, his bare arm brushes against her freckled one.

“That makes sense,” you mutter to yourself.

Steve exhales a laugh from beside you. His broad hand squeezes gently at your shoulder. “Blow out the candles, babe. Before you actually do set the cake on fire.”

Your chest inflates with an inhale that you blow out through your mouth. The flickering orange flames shift sideways for a moment before turning into wisps of gray smoke. 

The group around you starts to applaud. Some of them cheer quietly for you. It makes your brows furrow with distant contempt. You shrink into yourself, not made to be easily celebrated.

Steve smacks a kiss to your cheek, then. His plush, pink lips smush against your skin and pull into a beam a second later. His eyes sparkle with the sunshine expression when you turn to look at him. 

His arm curls more intently around you to hold you closer. Even though you make no move to hold him back, you melt into him just the same. His smile widens when he feels you grow heavier against him — much less tense than you usually are.

“What’d you wish for?” he wonders with his brows raised.

In a deadpan, you answer. “That goes against the philosophy of wishes, Harrington.”

“Right,” he concurs in a scoff. You feel his chest rumble with breathy laughter. It makes you lean further into him before you realize you’re doing it. 

Steve notices, though — rather quickly, because physical affection never did come easily to you. His already wide smile grows somehow fuller. His nose smushes into your hair when he pressed a kiss to your temple.

—————

The cake quickly disappears as everyone cuts themselves a slice and downs it with vigor. It’s less about being dreadfully hungry and more about there being something innately delicious about homemade pastries. 

Dustin tells you he calculated the recipe himself — comparing the backs of several cake mix boxes and what he knew you liked best. That, along with Max’s strangely distinct cheffing ability, created the perfect cake.

It was just dense enough, just sweet enough, just soft enough.

Despite its mess, it was undeniably made with love.

When Steve dismisses himself to get the cooler of drinks he left in his car, you take your slice of cake with you. You hold the festive plate in one hand and a plastic fork in another. Blanketed by shade at the side of the vacant road, you confess with green icing on the corner of your mouth — “Can we go home now?”

Steve huffs as he drops the heavy cooler on the grassy trail. He rises with a furrow to his brows.

“What? We just got here,” he answers with a soft chuckle, reaching his arm out for you. His knuckles brush gently at your chin as his thumb swipes over the corner of your mouth. 

The action is too quick for you to dodge. Your features scrunch in disgust when he licks the rouge icing from the pad of his finger. 

“We haven’t even finished eating yet.”

“But it’s so hot,” you gripe, face twisted in a distant pout. “And there’s, like, a million things I’d rather be doing.”

“Well, that’s rude,” the boy jokes with his head tilted to his shoulder.

“Everyone just, like… keeps talking to me. And looking at me. I don’t like it— it’s weird.”

Steve smiles, pink and lopsided. “God forbid someone pays a little attention to you every now and then, huh?”

“You do it enough,” you grouse like you’re not grateful for how much he loves you. Your face is fixed in a deadpan to conceal the adoration you have for the boy in front of you. Your eyes twinkle with all of it, anyway. “I don’t need anybody else to give me attention.”

Steve’s chest swells — with pride, perhaps, or maybe with how much he loves you. A healthy mixture of both, maybe.

“Damn right, you don’t,” he singsongs lowly before leaning down to kiss you. His soft lips press against your scowl. He feels like the white puffy clouds above you and tastes like the blue sky surrounding them. 

You don’t want to lean into them, still a bit pouty in your way. 

You regret not kissing him harder the second he pulls away from you.

He picks up the cooler and flashes you a soft, sympathetic grin. “C’mon, babe. Just a little while longer, okay? And then I’ll take you home. I promise.”

He’s about to walk away from you, turning on the heel of his dirty sneaker and expecting you to follow him. 

You don’t, though. You cross your arms over your chest and stand in one place, calling out for him before he can get too far. “Wait!” you blurt, still quiet in your plea.

Steve stills. He turns back to you, his brows raised expectantly. “Yeah?”

A beat of silence passes. You shift your weight on your feet and hold yourself tighter, letting the sounds of chirping birds and rolling breezes fill your quiet until you can find the words — the courage to say them, more like.

“That wasn’t my wish,” you confess gently.

You don’t say anything more than that, despite how vague it sounds. You expect him to understand you without having to plead for him outright. He usually does, though sometimes he loves to hear you beg.

Now, he’s just purely confused. 

“What do you mean?” he presses, not teasing you, just trying to understand you better.

“When I blew out the candles,” you explain, monotoned and still slightly pouting. “I wished that… you’d kiss me.”

That wasn’t entirely true. 

Actually, you wished that all of this would be over a lot quicker than how dreadfully slow it was going. 

You loved your friends, you really did, but you were not the same extroverted being who loved surprises that your boyfriend was. You’d much rather pretend you weren’t another year older and spend the day in bed, wrapped like a present in Steve’s arms.

And you don’t mean to lie about all that, but you don’t know how else to ask for another kiss.

You’re still learning how to be more openly affectionate with him — how to let Steve be more affectionate with you. He’s learning how to give you more space just the same. He can be too suffocating at times, he’s found, and his relationships have wilted like a dying flower accordingly.

You’re both looking for that sweet spot, the exact middle between too clingy and too distant. You’ve found that in each other in a lot of ways. The two of you bring a bit of both that balances you out perfectly.

Your words make Steve melt. 

He exhales a sharp laugh through his nose, chest swelling with so much love that it hurts him. His nose scrunches as he walks the short distance back to you. “Well, what kinda douchebag would I be if I didn’t let my girl’s wish come true on her birthday, huh?”

He drops the cooler at his feet again, and it crunches beneath the green grass. Melted ice and canned soda swish audibly from within it as he takes you in his arms. In the cool shade, his wide palms smooth around your hips to warm you like the summer sun.

You keep your arms crossed over you like you didn’t just beg him to be this close, still holding your plate in one hand.

“A huge one,” you answer, voice as flat as your face as you blink up at him. “You already are, actually.”

“Says the girl asking me to kiss her,” Steve jokes with a crooked grin.

Though your own smile threatens to quirk the edges of your lips, you fight to keep it hidden. “I take it back,” you quip at his teasing.

You’re lying, but he already knows that.

“No, you don’t,” he lilts with the shake of his head. He beams at you, perhaps too fondly than you deserve, and leans down once more to give you exactly what you wanted.

His pink lips lock with yours in a mixture of vivid hues. He tastes like sweet cake and sweeter soda. The rough pad of his tongue licks against your mouth to get a taste of you, too. It’s as soft and sweet as you’re still learning how to be.

[kanasmusings]

[English Subs DL] Banana Fish Stage Play Part 1 & Part 2

Hello, friends~! I come to you this time with English subs for the Banana Fish stage plays~! Thank you to @emerald-trashart for requesting me to do both plays! I had such a blast working on it even though it got a bit overwhelming and heavy at times (because Banana Fish (╥_╥))

The stage play is just so amazing, and beautifully made...! I went into this not knowing what to expect, and I came out of it just mesmerized. If you're familiar with Banana Fish, of course it will be as heavy as its source material, but I think that you would enjoy it! The production did a really great job respecting and staying true to the events of its source, and I think long-time fans would love it ^^

The actors, too...! They were so great at their roles, and gosh the emotions and intensity they portrayed were really convincing. Mizue Kenta and Okamiya Kurumu were so perfect as Ash and Eiji, and their chemistry was just beautiful T^T>

Alright, enough rambling! I'll let the stage play speak for itself! (￣▽￣)

For those who are interested in getting the Blu-rays for themselves, I’ll provide links below~ BD Purchase Links: (From Animate JP) BANANA FISH PART 1 | BANANA FISH PART 2 * Purchase links would require proxy since the BDs are sold-out on CDJapan and were requested through proxy either way. I couldn't find them on Animate International either ^^;

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NOTES:

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For those who want to start watching the anime after getting into it from the stage play, please refer to these guides for trigger warnings: Twitter | IMDb

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[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

"#i remember first reading the black dragons arc and i was convinced koko and Yuzuha were secretly dating lmaoooo" wait what? can u tell me more?

Ok so there were a few tiny reasons I thought this all of them being extremely wrong now that we know what actually happened but at the time I thought I was onto something here. The first one being Koko not getting involved during the first incident until after Yuzuha got involved. At this point Inui was already threatening and waving the knife around at Hakkai but Koko said nothing and seemed unbothered until after Yuzuha stepped in. At the time it seemed like he was maybe trying to protect her from Inui.

Then we had the bit where Yuzuha seems unhappy that Mitsuya freed her from her financial role and seems annoyed Hakkai would do this. I kinda assumed this was because she already had a plan to get away from Taiju and she was worried about Hakkai accidentally messing it up/ getting involved. I also thought she was potentially stealing money from the funds as a sort of escape plan (I figured Wakui specifically stating she collected money was going to be important). And her not doing that job anymore meant she couldn't get anymore which would give her a reason to be annoyed at Mitsuya.

Then we had the link, the part where it showed Koko was obviously interested in money. So at this point money had been brought up twice within a couple chapters and I figured it was linked somehow, like they were both trying to get money. This was also the part where Koko showed he was willing to betray Taiju but refused to say why. I thought it made perfect sense for this reason to be Yuzuha. He didn't like how the boss was abusing his girlfriend but wasn't strong enough to do anything about it himself so was happy to betray him in hopes the others would do something. (This is very funny to think about now but I was really convinced this was it at the time).

Then we had the day of the fight, at the black dragons meeting we saw Inui do all the talking while Koko just stood there with an expression that looked like he was deep in thought. Then directly after this we saw Yuzuha get a text from someone. So I just assumed Koko was that someone and they were planning something.

Then this is where I started doubting it, since Koko and Inui had that talk and Koko said he was sticking with Inui and Inui mentioned a promise. I couldn't figure out where Inui would fit into this, especially since we've only seen him being loyal to the bd. But I thought maybe the promise was like an oath to the bd or something and Inui had suspicions of Koko being a traitor???

And then finally, the moment where I realised I was completely wrong. When Koko entered the church he seemed nothing but happy. I figured if he was going to break character/ reveal his true motivations then it would've been here. If he actually cared for her then seeing her so badly hurt here would've been what made him slip up and reveal himself.

Looking back it was definitely a wild theory where I took a load of small things and read a bit too much into certain bits!

[putschki1969]

Into the World - Kaji Fes. 2023 Day 2

Some more in-depth Kalafina thoughts inspired by several discussions in the reply section of my latest live report about Kaji Fes. 2023 Day 2. "Into the World" was probably the Kalafina cover that left the most lasting impression on me. From what the girls have shared in various interviews, this song represents a beautiful end to an eventful stage of life and a slow transition into uncharted territory. At the time it was written, Kalafina's disbandment and the subsequent start of their solo careers were probably on no one's radar but ironically, it couldn't have been a more perfect match for the whole situation. The final few performances of the song (when everyone involved must have already been aware of what was about to happen) have a particularly strong impact on me and the same can be said about the covers they have done as solo artists/FJ. This is easily my favourite cover because the strong extra vocals add so much texture to the song. It's one of those Kalafina tracks where I mostly prefer the studio version because the girls tend to sound a bit shaky/shouty during live performances so this was overall a bit more polished I think. The harmonies are really good here. Also, I loved seeing Keiko get so emotional towards the end (even though it did result in her getting a teeny, tiny bit shouty again :P)

"Magia" was my second-favourite Kala-cover. It worked wonderfully to put the focus on Hikaru and highlight her prowess as a singer which is unfortunately something that none of the other Kalafina songs of the evening managed to do. I wish they had chosen songs with a stronger emphasis on Hikaru's voice like "ARIA", "One Light", "Mata Kaze ga...", "in every nothing", etc... Also, I did have some issues with Joelle sounding a bit too overpowering during certain parts. There are Kalafina songs where she manages to blend in better but here, her vocals just stand out too much, especially when trying to harmonise with Keiko.

"storia" has never done Hikaru any favours I'm afraid and this performance is no exception. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE "storia" but that's mostly because I am obsessed with the WaKei chorus. Joelle does a good enough job here but as I have mentioned in my report, I am way too hung up on Wakana to ever be able to appreciate another singer stepping in for her during parts that I love.

I honestly don't remember much about "KNGNN" so I guess I will have to wait for the BD release. It's yet another song that doesn't exactly flatter Hikaru though so that's a shame.

As I have never felt a strong connection to "TTB", the performance doesn't really do anything for me.

On a random and more or less unrelated side note, I LOVED this moment of Keiko showing a tiny bit of vulnerability here at the very end of the concert. It's rare to see her in tears on stage.

And let's not forget that precious HiKei moment right after this. Them holding hands. Keiko leaning on Hikaru's shoulder. Keiko smiling brightly but clearly relieved that it's over - "owatta".

[blueparadis]

❝ REFLECTIONS ❞ + ( kishou arima, kaneki ken, uta, ayato kirishima, juuzou suzuya, amon koutarou )

+. CWs —» gn!reader, $mut,oral acts, s&d dynamics, bd$m elements, $ex toys, overstimulation, orgasm control ; specific details for respective characters utc!

+. PRECIS —» n$fw headcanons “ he hit it so hard that I saw my reflections in his eyes ”

+. NOTES —» i renovated my blog, used tokyo ghoul mangacaps and this was the result :> reblogs are appreciated; find more of my works here ( tag index ).

KISHOU ARIMA [ fingering + praise k!nk ]

KISHOU likes to finger you a lot. The moment you sit on his lip his hands keep slipping inside your underwear even if you are repeatedly shoving them away. Whether your back is pressed against his chest or you are sitting on one of his thighs or you are sprawled out on bed with your legs spread apart, he is swift enough to thin out your control with sloppy and messy kisses, until he hears you, moaning, “please touch me more.” And the moment he sees the lovesick glossy look in your eyes through his glasses he gives you exactly what you want. Having his fingers rashly moving in and out while he occasionally shuts you up with kisses leaving you breathless is one of his favorite things to do when you are alone with him. You could see his cock grow hard yet you are so needy, so eager to chase your high that you forget, he can stop anytime. And he does. He does it with so much precision that your toes curl, and palms form into fists but you never beg since you are painfully aware of how beautifully insatiable he looks while licking his fingers that are soaked with your arousal before he finger-fucks you again and again till you cum on his hands, staining his pants and sheets. “You did better than the last time, babe. good job.”, he is not easily impressed but when he is he does not hesitate to show you.

KANEKI KEN [ blood play ( blood k!nk ) + scent marking]

KANEKI is a great fan of back-shots, of all the positions he prefers you to be on all fours while his cock is sheathed inside you. He thrusts his hips slow yet strong picks up his pace and then drops it because you have the prettiest moans or so he claims. He considers you, a lot actually and that is why he never leaves marks where on your body that people can see otherwise he loves to see his hard work all over you when he is in the bath with you or ready to hit the shower; rather he uses his kagune. Having such a unique kagune sometimes comes in handy. His toned muscular arms wrap around your collar bones as his teeth dig into the nook of your shoulders as he hits your g-spot with deep calculated thrusts, your eyes rolling white chasing the high while he empties his balls in you. And when he is done he does not pull out, instead, he waits, he waits for you to catch your breath while he places soft kisses on your back till you tilt your head to kiss him, his blood-smeared lips so as to have a tasted what he is so addicted to.

UTA [ thigh riding + use of vibrator ]

UTA likes it when he can see you while you moan. Your facial contours when you are just about to cum and all because of his hard work. W Hence, he prefers sex toys, sometimes, when he has to leave for work yet all he wants to do is to see you beg and cry for a release. Sometimes it backfires, sometimes it does not. Whether you are fingering yourself or thigh-riding him he wants to see your pretty face. Having your hands on his shoulder as you glide against his thighs makes his head all dizzy. At first, slow and steady but he can be a bit restless. So, he holds a Hitachi wand at the core of your groin to make you lose your sanity just like him. He has perfected this so much that he does not mind touching himself while you ride his thighs, completely giving in to your lustful urges. “Finally I've your eyes on me.”, he blurts followed by a cheeky grin as you manage to lock eyes with him while cumming on his thighs. “so proud of you baby”, he adds as your sweaty body slumps over his and his hands rubbing your back to soothe your breathing.

AYATO KIRISHIMA [ cockwarming +branding ]

AYATO loves it when you take the lead and hates it when you avert his advances. On some days, when he is tired , tired enough to fuck you he lets you blow him just because he likes when you are so drunk on his cock, sucking him with so much groaning and gagging that tears start to stream down your face. But if he was in charge he would rather have you cockwarm him. Just cockwarming, no fucking only sitting on his lap with his cock inside you as his back grazes yours. He likes to play with your nipples while something is the tv is on, sucking and licking a trail up your neck and deliberately refuses to put his teeth to use. And just that, no movements just having you still while he tests the limits of your patience. But it is different when you are facing him, he rubs and massages your ass cheeks so soothe the ache in your numbing muscles but can not really say no when you touch your body all over glistening with sweat, making small movements so that you do not end up bobbing on his cock in an animalistic way. “Oh!c’mon, do something more, something to impress me.”,he says as you plead to him,ask for his permission to fuck him but he clearly loses his calm when you jock down to suckle on his nipple when he demands more show.

JUUZOU SUZUYA [ hand bondage + nipple play ]

SUZUYA prepares you all full and well before having the pleasure of fucking you. He eats you until you cum at least three to four times on his tongue so that he can push his cock easily without having to hurt you, with having you pleading for his cock. He ties your hands so that he can eat you without any interruption, without you distracting him with soft strokes through his hair only relishing the feeling of your soft inner thighs that fold in and out everytime he lays flat his tongue and laps over your juices. And when he is done, his lips and chin soaked with your slick he towers above you, his cock hard and strong laying over your flat belly as he takes your tied-hands to place over his nape. With that closeness, with that intimacy and his cock buried inside you he cums within a few minutes and all into you, filling his insatiable hunger and you to the brim.

AMON KOUTAROU [ 69 + impact play ]

Amon eats you as you eat him, no other way. That is how he prepares you. It is the fastest way or so he claims. He does not like to waste time but whenever he is eating you out he just cannot help but land some slaps on your ass. His slaps are hard and strong, as he expected, yet they are very unpredictable. You never know when he is gonna slap you next, his grip on you grows stronger when laps all of your cum and asks you if he can cum in his mouth beforehand, might you do otherwise he keeps slapping your ass and denying your orgasm until you apologize. He is not asking for much, is he now? Just that you cum only in his mouth and only when he asks you to. You are free to have fun with his fat cock while he specifically demands his share of pleasure. “why I must discipline you every time?”, he remarks before placing a kiss on your ass. He gets a little soft when you are not being a brat and obeys his commands like a good practical subordinate should.

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@tokyometronetwork

[hometoursandotherstuff]

I was hoping to find an explosion of color inside this beautiful 1910 home, that’s only $185K, in Topeka, Kansas. It’s not white inside though, the rooms are painted in various colors, so it’s got a tons of potential to put your own stamp on it. Take a look at this bargain property.

There’s a matching mural going up the stairs as soon as you enter. You can see the house is in excellent condition, and has been beautifully restored.

There’s a cozy living room. 

I like this- they stripped some of the walls and left an old brick chimney and some beams. 

Love the beadboard ceiling. The kitchen is sweet- done in open shelving, a vintage drainboard sink w/a skirt, and pretty white lower cabinets. 

I think they did a good job updating this.

Very nice sized dining room, and it has a window seat.

I love this remodel- how clever to put a desk in this space.

Renewed bath.

Very large family room with access to the deck. This is a beautiful room.

The deck is brand new and so colorful.

The home has 5 bds. This one has access to an upper deck.

There are also 3 baths. LOVE this vintage one. 

Very nice bd. #2.

Large finished attic rooms. 

Plus, the 3rd bath.

There may be some potential down here, too. Love the brick flooring. This home is perfect, and for the price it can’t be beat. 

Beautiful back porch, plus a  2 car garage. I love this house.

https://www.redfin.com/KS/Topeka/1013-SW-Western-Ave-66604/home/124716361

[perfectjobsbd-blog]

BADC Job Circular

[simtric]

Y'all I have been juicing up Bryanna's story in my hiatus.

UPDATES

Rolled Rules progress

Couple (still working on it)

Number of Kids - (3/5)

Career Hopper -(3/5)

Painter (skill 2; she's mainly making money from planting and selling. Honestly forgot about this one)

Partner: Detective (STILL working on it)

Perfect Children - (So far all babies are reaching skill goals!)

Sibling Rivalry - (UGH forgot about this one! I don't know who will have the rivalry though because the twins and Penelope are very close knit maybe the last two will have some beef with the twins or Penelope)

Other updates

Kingston (aka Bry's BD) has moved out of his shared apartment with his BFF Jamal and moved in with his new girlfriend, Serenity.

Dude still has 0 jobs

Jamal however has picked up a new job as a criminal and has been selling that zaza

SPEAKING of zaza Calvin (in picture 2) is the actual PLUG iykyk

Bry has no idea but doesn't matter because Calvin isn't very interested in raising 3+ kids with Bry

Tanner still visits Bry's house every weekend but he's not really interested in settling down and Bry is NOT looking for just a fling.

PS :if anyone wants to make Bry a family man who's also a detective lmk

[drowninginblox]

I have a self insert related thought-

Why aren’t there religious y/n’s?

I understand that it sounds cringe, and it kind of is, but I think I’m at a point in life where I want to see people struggle with religion in my media. Like the whole struggle of being in finding their own conflict through something harmless or in someone they care about and just watch it blossom into something that the doctrine they were raised with teaches may be either divine or demonic. I want that so much. (Specifically, if it’s Christian extremism slowly being broken down. I would advocate for other religions but I do not know much about the extremes.) The best part being when it’s neither- it’s just a fact of life. So I continue to munch on this thought, and I realized that I wanted it so badly in the TMNT fandom.

To my fellow, self shippers, think of the amount of angst and slow burn we could get out of this concept! Regardless of the interaction!!

Thank about it!!

You ain’t telling me that a person who is born and raised in the church meets one of the turtles and say “oh yeah, that’s completely normal.” Fuck no! If they’re in so deep that theyre “holier than thow” types they sure as shit are contemplating what the fuck is going on to the point of getting on their knees or paralyzed in prayer. Bonus points if this bitch is one of those motherfuckers that don’t believe in evolution. I want to see those panties rocked with the realization that evolution is a reality. AND can bd fast-forward, and reround. All the while fucking a 6- 8ft tall turtle on the side. I fucking need that shit as a slow burn.

Although I it would be fucking hilarious if Casey Jones bags someone, and immediately after they’re done the premarital sex- they’re having a revelation. And then Raphael or Michelangelo knocks on Casey’s bedroom window with a fucking Domino’s Pizza shouting about the preplanned movie night.

Or- if you’re into April, the same shit can go OR If your into the flavor of her with ninja or phycic powers- depending on how it is played out it could be glorious. I’m thinking friends to lovers for the me at school or on a job and you slowly develop April as a character and the person in question thinks oh my God this person is so perfect. I want nothing but the best for them I have feelings for them, they confess she’s into it. (Bonus points if it’s lesbianism btw) and things go good and then suddenly foot clan attacks or some shit. She knocks out her powers and just as the fights over and she’s nearly done the fucking turtle show up- GOD DAMN. Is the one to knock you off of the pedestal then these fuckers are!

I don’t know man I just really want someone to make this. I’m too tired to make it myself rn.

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Takeomi's chapter explains so much on him (and that's the point but)

It opens with him saying he's average in everything while Shinichiro is bad in some but so exceptional in others. Without mentioning it starts with Shinichiro being at the top and Takeomi wondering how he got up there. No need to think to far to understand it's the same years later, only figuratively

Then if follows with Shinichiro helping him stand at the top of whatever-this-thing-is-called. Takeomi can't stand on top unless Shinichiro is here to keep him from falling

But Shinichiro does. Black Dragon gets disbanded and Takeomi who had finally found something he wasn't average in –

– couldn't deal with it. (He's the one seen crying the most (Shinichiro aside) after Shinichiro officially disbanded BD 1st gen). Otherwise he'll have to face he's simply a nobody if it isn't for being at Shinichiro's side. (Which is why for those five years he still lives on the fame/influence he had as Black Dragon's God of War. He isn't average. He isn't average. At the end, he still is, isn't it ? Not a God, only a human who can't face reality.) (And he didn't even think about being in this position of vice-captain. If the panel of him being genuinely surprised when being named vice-captain by Shinichiro means anything it's this. He didn't think he was made for it at first. And again, Shinichiro gave this to him, without Shinichiro he wouldn't have been the God Of War.)

Shinichiro is perfect where he isn't. A leader. Someone exceptional, not average. A good brother who succeeds to be his siblings' parent.

Now, Shinichiro seems pretty confident on how to raise both Mikey and Emma. He's not someone who gives up easily and we know he'll do anything for his siblings

Takeomi... is filled with insecurities. He can't do much if he's alone, he's average after all. He should've been the one to die instead of Draken (chapter 225: "WHY DID YOU KILL DRAKEN !? [...] IF YOU WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME."). (he should've been the one to die instead of Shin)

He doesn't want to raise his siblings. He doesn't want to be faced with the realization he's doing a poor job at it because he doesn't know how to do it. He isn't Shinichiro, of course he can't do it

Takeomi was written to contrast with Shinichiro. They have enough similarities in their life though.

Shinichiro, Mikey and Emma have the same age gap as Takeomi, Sanzu and Senju (they also have the same birth order; brother, brother, sister). Both Shinichiro and Takeomi had to take on the role of a father for their siblings (chapter 241, Senju: "Takeomi plays the father role for us." /chapter 269, Shinichiro: "I'm like his (Mikey) father figure at this point"), both don't have their parents (chapter 241, Senju: "We were raised by a single father but he was always busy"; Shin's father dying when Mikey was 3, their mother being in a hospital when Mikey was already young(?)), both stayed at one of their grandparent's house (chapter 241, Senju: "so we stayed at grandma's"; the Sano living in their grandpa's dojo)

Here's the details that change (whether or not they're important): the Sano have their grandpa, the Akashi stay at their grandma's. The reason their parents aren't here are different (at least for their father, can't say for their mother). Shinichiro and Mikey have a different mother that Emma and it won't surprise me if the reason Sanzu and Senju look alike but not Takeomi is because they have a different parent (to add to it, let's say it's their father who's not the same).

We don't know much about the Akashi so I can't say much either. Takeomi seems rather avoidant and detached from his siblings (or anyone really) and none of them have a good relationship unlike the Sano.

Still, Takeomi lives through others and through being needed (as a 'advisor' (for Shinichiro, Senju, Bonten Mikey) notably). If he isn't the 'God of War' then he's just average. And he can't deal with being average. He gives everything he can to Braham because they accepted him as pathetic as he was but he switched very fast to his "God of War"-self. He mixed stronger with bigger because he wanted to go back to that time where he felt invincible by Shinichiro's side. He wants to be, to feel important.

He apologizes to Senju by saying he failed Braham's principles, but I like to think he finally saw all the ways he failed as a big brother

Edit: here's an actual analysis of Takeomi if you have the time to read it

[hero-israel]

I'm over/sick of right wing zionists (in America) who clearly only care about using Israel as an issue to elect Republicans. People who gleefully take whatever shitty thing Cori Bush or Ilhan Omar (et al) tweeted/said and are like "look look! this is what Joe Biden thinks!" or tried to derail the conversation about Biden's Antisemitism combatting strategy because the Department of Ed sent a copy to CIAR (or whatever) Like are Democrats perfect? nope. But these Democrats in Congress are back bench fringe figures that Biden and others largely avoid, they've faced much more serious primaries (Omar nearly lost her seat in a primary) than you'd normally see and lots of Democrats want them gone, they are not representative of the party over all

and you SHOULDN'T want them to be! I'm as Democratic as they come but I'm Jewish and a Zionist, I know it will be DEEPLY unhealthy for Jewish Americans if Israel (or Jews) becomes a partisan issue. One party can not rule in Washington forever, and friends of Israel, true friends, should want Israel to be safe no matter which party is in office not yo-yo between one party that endorses the views of Ben-Gvir and Smotrich and a party that endorses BDS (not that the Democrats do or would, but if you listen to Republican Zionists...) like thats not whats best for Israel, the Jewish state needs to be able to count on a reliable ally no matter which party has the White House/Congress we should root out antisemites in deep blue/red districts with primaries and support the best candidate for Israel even if we don't like them on many other topics, like whatever Republican can take out Rand Paul, Thomas Massie, MTG or Paul Gosar as long as they like the Jews is a win in my book even though I'll likely not agree with them on anything else.

Very important message. A lot of sources I otherwise trust have been sniveling over Biden's antisemitism task force and I do not understand it at all. They were guided by Deborah Lipstadt! They endorsed the IHRA definition (which the government has already accepted anyway)! They are not turning it over to CAIR, there's some insignificant connection that they probably needed to make it look ecumenical. Honestly, people need to just take a win when one comes.

For a lifetime, American Jews have kept to our own brand of two-pronged, Democratic & Zionist political engagement. Unfortunately the rest of the country is no longer as bipartisan, and recent polling shows registered Democrats are visibly more sympathetic to Palestine than to Israel. As long as they are somewhat sympathetic to both and don't wish harm on either, we can work in that paradigm, but obviously I'd be more comfortable if our side were still the uniform favorite.

More unfortunately, I think most of the collapse of bipartisanship on Israel, and turning it into increasingly a Republican issue, was the result of personality and ego clashes between Obama and Netanyahu. The former was the best president in my lifetime and the latter did a pretty good job as PM until late 2022, but the two men just haaaated each other. Viscerally. Personally. And each of them magnified each other's worst aspects: Obama's sense of himself as a post-political avatar of change, Netanyahu's unstoppable douchebaggery and lying and general FoxNews-iness. Obama charged stupidly into the Iran Deal - his own version of the Iraq War, resting on false assumptions and applauded by false experts; Netanyahu then spit in Obama's face by attacking the Iran Deal on the floor of Congress.

There is an excellent overview of this time in the PBS documentary "Netanyahu At War." I think it is as honest and unbiased as any piece of reporting on Israel I've ever seen - and because it's PBS, the whole thing is available for free. Everyone reading this blog should watch it.

George W. Bush and Jacques Chirac also hated each other, personally. Each of them had staff members who recognized that the U.S. / France relationship was important enough that their personal feelings could not be allowed to get in the way, so the relationship was delegated to underlings and the two primaries rarely spoke to one another at all. That should have been the model for U.S. / Israel from 2008-2016. As is, things were set up for a split even BEFORE Trump came in and made a lot of high-profile moves in favor of Israel, and we are nowhere near seeing the full extent of the pain and damage that the mainstream Jewish community is going to suffer because of that poisoned pill.

[muchalucha-art]

i rewatched the “los fabulosos” episode today and when i got to the part where mama and lonestar met in 1976 when they both where searching mama’s ll4e necklace (it is a very cute & lovely scene to think about😊) and then i reminded myself that months ago i wrote the backstories (headcanons for now) of when buena mom and buena dad met while bm was fixing bd’s car in ‘74 and when mr. & mrs. flea met in a bar or somethin’ in ‘78. sorry for the long text xP, but onto the main question, were there any planned episodes of the planned fourth season (example, the backstories) when the show was still production?

That is all for now, Have a lucha day!🌟✨🌟✨

I love these meet scenarios with the Buenas (I guess they wouldn't be Buena Mom and Dad then) and The Fleas (I think a bar is perfect for them).

Regarding season four stories: Yes, we had been convinced by the executives at WB Animation that we were going ahead.  All of the crew had gone onto other jobs, so it was going to be myself as story editor with Lili of course, and Joel Kuwahara was staying on as producer.  (Joel of course went on to co-establish Bento Box as a major animation studio powerhouse).

I actually put together a bunch of story outlines which were sent 'upstairs'.  To be honest, they were quite random without a real series arc, as the point was just to show we still had ideas and that we could sustain another 13 episodes.  I hadn't thought too much about backstories, but we were starting to become aware of fan reaction via forums, so we were looking to explore the relationships (not necessarily romantic) between different characters. Knowing the process, we would have definitely thought more about story direction once the season became 'real'.

(I will revisit these outlines, and if they are not too embarrassing after 17 years, post them :)

But it was all a fanciful dream...someone VERY high up was able to override WB Animation and Kids' WB, and - as you know - that was that.  It came as a real shock, as everyone connected was convinced we were going ahead.

So instead, WB put their faith in 3 new shows: Loonaticks Unleashed, Johnny Test and Coconut Fred's Fruit Salad Island.  I think they all only lasted for one season, as pretty soon after that, Kids' WB bit the dust and WBA had no TV network.  Johnny Test did resurface on another network later.