#priorities amirite

[zerothesonic]

me: okay school’s over, exams are in a week, time to start geography revision

me:

me: buuut first we gotta read this 27 chapter long fic about a guy in the apocalypse who’s allergic to peanuts

[narukape]

20230125 — served tea

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20230125 12:30PM — STARPRO

as you walked towards eichi's office, the fact that you might be in trouble didn't help at all with calming your nerves. you weren't gonna get scolded for suddenly interfering with a unit, right...? you were just helping family. perfectly fine, right? it's not your fault that a photographer got sick on knights so suddenly either so you're fine! truly, certainly fine... right?

and with that, you started to overthink... more.

you're great! well, at least you think you are. and really, not to toot your own horn but you're, in the words of wataru, "amazing~!" ensemble square is lucky to have the chance to work with a person such as yourself!

eichi wouldn't punish you for doing your job... even though there were no contracts involved which you would probably have to deal with later on— but he definitely won't punish you! he knows that you're a valuable asset. you know this too so surely he merely wants to chat? catch up with an old buddy after you had to be away for so long in another country? what else would it be? the emperor had summoned you to his OFFICE, for goodness' sake— it's really either you get killed or get freshly brewed tea.

...you really hope it's the latter.

speaking of the devil— well, leader of heaven (ironically), in this case— eichi opens the door just when you were about to knock, causing you to stiffen up, "oh, [name]! come on in~" he smiled, face angelic and warm as always— making you hope even more so that it won't become the face you'll last see when you die.

sitting down quietly at his request, you greeted him as he sets down a teapot in front of you.

"would you like some tea?" internally sighed in relief.

you nod, "yes please."

"excuse me...?" you suppress a cough, trying not to spit out what remained of your tea. you repeat your question, asking eichi to repeat his'.

"you haven't worked with your cousin in a while, am I wrong? well, up until the whole unplanned knights shoot request, that is." the blonde repeats, a calm smile resting on his face despite seeing you almost choke. what an asshole.

you shake your head "no" as a reply, knowing full well how unprofessional it is to answer in such a way but at the same time, you really REALLY didn't trust yourself to speak right now. besides, you aren't professional with eichi (who's somehow your friend) to begin with.

"so why not work with him, and knights in it's entirety, officially? just for two months. unless you deem working with them— and new dimension, I might add— worth your time, then we can see for a longer time period in the contract."

"why me, exactly?" eichi looks at you, comical question marks visibly popping up on top of his head. "I thought that you might've just wanted to scold me for volunteering to help a shoot unannounced but you're offering me a job? like, I already have a contract signed here in es so you offering is... weird...er? than anything you've ever gotten me into."

the blonde sets his tea down, a knowing smile on his face replacing his usually calm one, seeming as if he's been waiting for you to ask. "I figured you might say that so I prepared quite a handful of reasons!" he chirped.

"you're an award winning photographer that's worked with most of the idols outside and within ES. you're connected to a lot of publishing papers too which would be good for me if there were any trouble... or scandals— oh! and! you're my friend! of course I want you on the team! plus—"

"plus...?"

"—a certain sakuma happened to have told me an interesting tidbit about you recently." you felt your stomach drop.

oh.

oh no.

the president looks at you, expectant, making you sigh in resignation— having already known what eichi unfortunately does now too. you'd be lying if the offer didn't sound enticing at the very least, so it wouldn't hurt to accept... no?

"fine, sure, I'm in."

you were definitely going out for ritsu's throat later.

20230125 3:40PM — HOME

SYPNOSIS— Photographers are known to have quite the eye when it comes to beautiful sights— being naturally drawn to every opportunity of catching good visuals on their camera. [name], a famed photographer that is currently affiliated with Ensemble Square, is no exception. Truly it's no wonder that they fell for the prettiest sight of them all; Tsukasa Suou, leader of Knights.

[byronicbi]

last line tag

tagged by @fortunatetragedy! tyty!

i can't post my actual last written line because it would spoil the ending to my current fic, so instead i'm going to post the last thing i rewrote on the draft-i-swore-i-wasn't-going-to-touch-and-should-probably-not-be-sharing-due-to-reasons:

“This was inside of the creature,” I say. “I think it’s the same bird Catalina gutted, though I’m not sure how it could even get there.” Justicia looks away, crosses herself, then turns back to it. Like a curious child wanting to poke an animal corpse. “Christ.” “I don’t think it’s dead.” The statement hangs heavy between us. “And with any luck, I don’t think it’s attached to anyone anymore. I used to think it hibernated, maybe that’s what it does.” I fold up the remains and hide them away again. “Unless you can find a way to send it back. If there’s any point to it.”

gonna tag @kairahara, @valenshawke, @wrencatte, and any other writer moots who wish to do so! (i feel like i've tagged enough folks already and i don't want to spam!!!)

[salt-volk]

How is it that the site can ban one of their own artists for undisclosed reasons and not ban actual bot accounts, created to cheat? That's some double standard if I've ever seen one.

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[kikun]

when i could sleep since my flight is at 9 am but like scarameow hours

[alxclaremont]

i love how my university cannot legally hold class the day before we play our football rivals without getting in genuine trouble but somehow we still have class on presidents day

[m1shapanda]

At least it was my left hand so i can still draw

[the-spoken-wheel]

[somerandomgal19]

Amelia’s Mother- Sebastian Corps is NOT your father!

Gee, who could’ve seem that coming? It’s not like everyone around you who’s literally grown up with your mother has been saying she wouldn’t spend time with him with a ten foot pole. Or the fact that, again, he just rocked up with no other proof but his word. Not even a birth certificate. Or a love momento. Never even talked about any dates he and your mum MIGHT have gone on.

Honestly, you just got yourself to blame for this, Amelia. I still don’t understand how you fell for it. Again, are you THAT desperate for a father figure that you had to latch onto Sebastian Corps of all people? The dude that is a bad father confirmed by everyone including his own daughter and autobiography penned by himself?

[shinra-makonoid]

Obviously not touching that new highschool shooting which only happen in very recurrent manner in one specific country in the whole world.

Restraining some people accessing guns to make sure people won't make mass murders is not important enough in the face of having the freedom to not actually using any firearm when the government actually wants to get rid of fundamental rights of body autonomy, after all.

Looking forward to the future video of SKYND about it, they make good music out of those totally unavoidable calamities we would never know they would happen everytime they happened.

[dustykneed]

chances of a statistically plausible catboy transporter malfunction? more likely than you think.

spock is a cornish rex, jim is a scottish fold, bones i have no idea but he is so calico coded. anyways reblog to pet a catboy lmfao

(the writing says "cat slave" which is what cat owners/lovers are jokingly referred to in chinese. go figure lol)

[airlocksandaviaries]

I might be a complete grieving mess right now but at least my ass looks fine af

[calciumyum]

Idk if this has been done before but I had this vision when I was walking back home from the bus stop. Anyways he/they Eddie my beloved <3

[the-empress-7]

Chuck really needs to pay attention to his recent foundation ‘scandal’. It VERY BAD optics.

But hey, his fans are more invested on attacking the Middletons for the Party Pieces huge debt

"Robert Stephens, a survivor of the Molong farm school and one of the claimants to compensation from the Prince’s Trust, was eight when he was sent to Australia from Dorset. For nine years he suffered physical and sexual abuse by a number of perpetrators."

[mikacynth]

TIRCK BUT GIMMIE KAEMIKA AND ARIBEDO MATCHING COSTIUMES FOR OUR DOUBLE DATE