#sappy kanda

[alienaiver]

Ummm I’m gonna go with!! 3 my lucky number and Kanda obvs. Thank u !! 🥰

my beloved bestie! 🧡✨ i could not write it any other way that i did because.... i didnt wanna give u angsty-angst bcos u and kanda deserve all good!!!!! u are so cute together i swear <333333

number three cashed out the sentence "just please open your eyes." ✨

it turned out to be 1.1k words and theres no real warnings except that there's a fight/argument between reader and kanda and he had a ..... special .. way of helping u emotionally. we love a strange little man!!!! ilysm!! i hope you enjoy and I APOLOGIZE AGGRESSIVELY FOR THE WAIT, i hope this is worth it !! 🫡🧡🧡🥰

”You can’t be serious.”

You’re seething with anger, warmth heating your cheeks and tears lining your lash line from the overwhelmingly growing frustration building up in you.

Kanda doesn’t spare you a glance from the couch where he takes a sip of his tea. You want to rip the cup from his hands and hurl it towards the wall. He knows that’s what you want to do – he wants you to try.

Calmly, he puts down the cup, with the little finger hitting the table first so it makes no sound as he was taught by Edgar.

“I am.” He answers cooly, leveling your stance with a glance in your direction. Your hands are clenched at your sides.

You’ve been holding in your anger for the past week, ever since getting fired from your job. No emotional reaction, no comments; Kanda hates when you hold it all in.

He knows the road paved to your emotions can be walled up though, so telling you directly to react will simply make you stubborn; make a point out of being just fine.

“That doesn’t mean you have the right to go and actively piss me off for a week straight!”

You’re yelling. Good. Kanda knows it’s about to hit. He’ll take most hits if it helps you, doesn’t even consider them hits, really. He prepares for more yelling, for punching a wall or the couch but what you end up doing is tremendously worse.

You turn around and walk to your shared bedroom. You don’t stomp, you don’t slam the door shut.

Kanda sits wide-eyed on the couch, confused. This isn’t like you; this is a reaction out of his scope of experience with you. Shit.

He fucked up.

Logically, Kanda knows this wasn’t the best route to take, that he sounds like what Lavi would call “red flag-ish”, but he prides himself in successfully getting to know you and your needs over the years you’ve been a couple. If he simply forces you, you will go the other way, refuse to mold into what people want – even if it is what you need.

Some emotions come for you, easier than they do for Kanda, but others do not. Kanda has through trial and error taught himself how to navigate what can often be considered a whirlpool of your emotions. But he’s gone left where he should’ve gone right somewhere the past six days. He’s not entirely sure where.

Kanda doesn’t like being reminded or becoming aware of his shortcomings so the anger he wanted you to feel just a few short moments ago, is suddenly bubbling up inside him for being too emotionally stunted to figure this out on his own. He refuses to call for help. Lavi and Allen would be of absolutely zero help – Lenalee and Alma on the other hand would kindly navigate the situation with him, however, the chance that either of the two are hanging with the two aforementioned idiots is way too high for him to risk it.

All there is left is to simply bite the bullet.

He gets up from the couch and stretches his back, feeling several joints pop into place. He doesn’t remember being this tense before he relaxed the muscles actively.

He won’t admit it to anyone, but he’s tiptoeing down the hallway, dreading the moment he reaches the door. He likes you the best when you’re at your brightest and bubbliest but he likes it the worst when you’re closed up – especially if it’s his fault.

With three concise raps, he announces his presence by the door. There’s no sound from the other side, so with furrowed brows he knocks again.

He’s rewarded with complete fuck all.

With a scowl he opens the door – the least you could do was answer him. He finds you wrapped up on your side of the bed, with your back turned towards him. He knows you’re not asleep; your routine is different than this plus it’s only been a few minutes.

He clicks his tongue as he rounds the bed to get to your side. Further proof that you’re not actually asleep is the way your face is scrunched up almost dramatically, to signal that you’re both angry and pretending. He shakes his head and pushes at your hips unceremoniously to make room for himself to sit on the edge. You let him without any complaints.

He sits there for a moment, silence falling heavy over the both of you. You’re clearly trying to control your breathing as best as you’re able, making it visible how performative it is. Kanda holds back from rolling his eyes.

“Stop acting like a child.”

You huff out a sound before pulling your duvet over your face – or you try to, but Kanda’s weight is stopping it by your chin. Maybe not the best way to start his apology, he notes.

“Get it together.”

You let out an imitation growl before you trash around to turn your back to him. He grabs your shoulder to stop you and sigh out, almost as dramatically as you’re being, “I’m sorry.”

It stops you from trying to turn away from him. Other than that, it doesn’t seem to do much else in Kanda’s favor. His hand that is still resting on your shoulder starts drawing mindless circles into it. He hopes it’s soothing; he wants to be soothing for you. He lets a few more beats pass before he talks again, “just please… open your eyes.”

You seem to listen to his plea, as you peek open one eye to scowl at him, “I won’t forgive you, dumbass.”

He can’t hold back the smirk. You have forgiven him by now if your reply is that. He leans down to kiss you but you pull back, “I don’t accept kisses from assholes.”

His face stays as close to you as you let him as he raises an eyebrow, “hm? That’s odd, given that you gave me a welcome home kiss a few hours ago.”

Your palm hits his face in a matter of seconds. He laughs and kisses your palm instead. You make a grossed-out sound and pull it back, “you’re infecting me with your dumbassery! Go away!”

He rolls his eyes but holds your hand, “if you’re already infected, I feel like you can give me a kiss anyways…”

You pout and huff out before you look at him, “be mindful next time you try to help me, okay?”

He nods, “I promise.”

You lean up the rest of the way and connect your lips. He’s happy he learned something new about you today; you’re his favorite thing to keep learning about, no matter how many years it’ll take. He’s looking forward to each and every one of them.

[kivaember]

when you wanna describe ur headcanons for how susano-o and tsukuyomi looked before their current smtv forms and then ur like. i know. i'll just write a fic from okuninushi's pov. and here we are.

this muse possessed me

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In the liminal space that existed between midnight and the first hour of the new day, the gods enjoyed scant moments of peace where they slipped from human consciousness and could revel as they pleased until they decided to be observed by the linear flow of time once more. This was when feasts were thrown, or parties celebrating this or that, and with Japan so prosperous, the Kunitsukami of course took that as an excuse to make merry often.

(Granted the driving force of this was Susano-o himself, technically one of the Amatsukami once more but the unofficial leader of the Kunitsukami - when he wasn’t busy butting heads with the stern and domineering Masakado who was also an unofficial leader- while Okuninushi was officially- never mind. The leadership hierarchy in the Kunitsukami was not as clear cut as it was amongst the Amatsukami, let’s leave it at that)

On this particular night it was pleasantly cool, autumn soothing the sticky summer heat and bringing with it a revitalising freshness that stirred the gods from their overheated lethargy. While several of his kin had gambolled over to Asakusa-jinja shrine, Okuninushi remained at Kanda Myojin shrine at Susano-o’s request.

‘A quiet night of revelry’, Susano-o had asked, and Okuninushi had been so baffled by such an uncharacteristic request that he had agreed from concern alone. Susano-o was anything but quiet, and his method of revelry even less so! Perhaps Bethel’s ever cracking whip was beginning to exhaust even Susano-o’s vast stamina, and Okuninushi, ever willing to lend a healing hand to comrades and kin, was determined to give what succour he could.

So, during that liminal space between midnight and the first hour of the new day, where Amaterasu closed her eyes and Tsukuyomi opened his, Okuninushi had prepared a quiet space for them on the shrine grounds - absent of humans, who did not exist in this space during this time. The sky was dark, the light pollution concealing the stars and the moon hidden in shadow, Susano-o’s arrival was easy to sense - a gust of cool wind carrying the scent of ozone and fresh rain - but his companion…

His companion?

Okuninushi couldn’t quite grasp the second presence accompanying Susano-o, so wan and smudged around the edges they easily faded beneath Susano-o’s far brighter and wilder brilliance. His confusion didn’t last long, however, as when Susano-o trudged into view, so too did his companion - and everything made sense.

Susano-o looked as hale and heart as ever: his long, dark blue hair was tied back into a ponytail, adorned with a comb that Kushinada had given him centuries ago. Though their love had evolved into something more platonic in recent decades, it was still love and still passionate, and Susano-o was ever the sappy romantic beneath his booming voice and hunger for excitement. The more striking thing was that Susano-o had actually covered up his chest - er, somewhat. The thin yukata he wore, pattern with sea-foam and more suited for summer than the cool autumn, was loosely tied around the waist, the yukata sagging open and flashing more than enough of his chest to make it seem more obscene than simply walking around topless.

But that was how Susano-o was, wild and free and lascivious. He oozed confidence and never affected humility over his handsome looks and desirable body, flaunting it for everyone to admire and envy. His broad frame and towering height made it difficult to ignore as well, yet after so many centuries Okuninushi just felt fond and tired in equal measure. Susano-o will Susano-o, as Masakado had once muttered in his cups.

Yet, if Susano-o was a towering monument to gorgeous masculinity, his companion was the complete opposite. Shorter, more lithe, and walking half a step behind Susano-o to partially be in his shadow, walked the less well-known sibling of the famous Amatsukami triplets: Tsukuyomi.

Where Susano-o was broad, Tsukuyomi was svelte, all sleek curves and graceful angles that would make Uzume frown in jealousy. Yet, it was not feminine - not masculine either. As a perfect balance to Susano-o and Amaterasu both, Tsukuyomi was so thoroughly ambiguous that if Okuninushi did not personally know the man, he would never be able to ascribe a gender to him at a glance - well, if he was human, in any case, as they were the sort to get a little funny about that.

But still, Tsukuyomi was Susano-o’s brother, so there were similarities between them: his hair was tied back in a ponytail, though there were no adornments, and his hair was a vibrant silver with a faint, pale lavender tint whenever it caught the light. Where Susano-o’s hair was thick and fighting to burst free from its tie, Tsukuyomi’s was sleek and shiny, almost fluid with how it moved. His face as well was eerily similar to Susano-o’s, but just with softer edges - softened further by the thin, sheer veil that he wore whenever he made public appearances outside of Bethel or his own shrines (of which there were few).

Okuninushi never knew why Tsukuyomi wore it. The veil never hid his face, but only made it seem slightly indistinct and hazy, but his silvery eyes were very bright - it made it easy to overlook his facial similarity to Susano-o. But perhaps that was the point…

Like Susano-o, Tsukuyomi was also in a summer yukata, but his was properly tied and in a drab colour of dark blue. Oddly enough, his gait was lethargic compared to Susano-o’s far more energetic one, merely confirming Okuninushi’s suspicions: this ‘quiet night’ was not for Susano-o, but for his brother.

Tsukuyomi was an Amatsukami, but Okuninushi had no direct quarrel with him. In fact, while Tsukuyomi was a schemer, his dedication to Tokyo was as fervent as Masakado’s. So long as they met with Susano-o as the intermediary, in the liminal space between midnight and the first hour of the day, then Okuninushi had no issue welcoming Tsukuyomi to his table for the night.

[animeyanderetalker]

Adam knows how to knit and loves it, so he enjoys making clothes for his child

Komui first thought about naming twins was after him and Linalee

Kanda calling his child a bean

Tyki calling his child a little koi

Allen's child born with his pre-trauma hair colour and someone once asked him if child was really his (Allen was hella pissed)

Lavi's kid snatched his eyepatch of his face few times

Adam would probably be sappy enough to make fitting sweaters for his darling, his daughter and himself and is going to beg you to wear them all whilst he has forced his little girl into one already.

Lenalee would absolutely kick Komui the moment he so much as suggested to name the twins after him and herself before apologising to you that you are stuck with an idiot like him. Komui is shedding tears in the background.

Yu would be secretly so awkward around his child because he doesn't know how to act around the little boy but refuses to show it.

Tyki on the other hand has a mostly smooth relationship with his son. The only slight problem is that as a toddler his child constantly tries to eat the Teez and he constantly has to rescue his son from choking on one of the flesh-eating butterflies.

Allen would be extremely protective of his son due to him looking very much like a mini version of himself when he was still young. He gets genuinely mad when someone questions if the boy is really his and it is an interesting sight for you because you rarely see him mad.

Lavi's kid, especially as a smaller child, would constantly yank the eyepatch away from his face and then waddle away with it on her little legs. Honestly, he tries to be angry but he is much too smitten with his daughter to stay angry for too long so he ends up just begging her to hand it back to her.

[kandaxxx]

Hi there! Could you please write something for Kanda and an S/O for the writing prompt- “We are in public!” “We’re just holding hands??” Thanks :)

Normally when I do these, I write CHARACTER x S/O but today I wanted to try a CHARACTER x READER. I hope that’s okay!! I also hope I do a good job with it! The prompt is freakin’ adorable and so I want to make an equally adorable, light-hearted imagine ≧'◡'≦ I hope you like it! Thank you for the request!! Feel free to send me anymore you dream up~

Kanda was aggravated. Neither of his companions appeared to pay him any mind however, because then again, when wasn’t the swordsman carrying a mood so dark and fouled that it could be felt for miles?

They were on a mission, God dammit! This wasn’t the time to laze around doodling. You were standing behind General Tiedoll, peeking over his shoulder, as he painted the rising sun that sat before the lot of you. Kanda sat behind the two of you, back pressed into the thick trunk of a tree, with his arms crossed tightly over his and his eyes darkened in his irritation.

He knew that he was still adapting to his new title as Tiedoll’s fellow General, but even he knew that they needed to focus.

The pair of you had been sent to accompany the General as he traveled across Eastern Asia in search of Innocence and new Accommodators to mentor. Tiedoll had been given the additional task of training Kanda on what exactly it meant to be a General. You had been Kanda’s first pupil.

When you first met, the thought of loving Kanda and being loved by Kanda was laughable.

You had been told that Kanda used to be meaner, more miserable, quicker to anger. You had laughed at that; you couldn’t imagine anybody being meaner, more miserable, or quicker to anger than Kanda. And it had been worse? Pity those that had to have been around him before he had been able to make his peace.

But too many missions and near-death experiences and sleepless nights somehow added together in some peculiar equation that gave love room to blossom.

You spent your days learning how to fight akuma. You weren’t as skilled as either General, but with their combined guidance, you were learning. And you were learning quickly. Tiedoll had commented that the growth in your skill was staggering. Kanda was a surprisingly good teacher. Patient? Absolutely not. Encouraging? If you counted the don’t-fucking-die-and-kill-the-akuma-you-idiot speeches then, yes? But he was talented in what he needed to teach. He was challenging. He worked you ruthlessly to the bone and left you soaked in your own sweat and with aches that were so frequent that you worried they might be permanent at this point.

But nights were disparate. You didn’t know what it was, but when the moon found itself bright overhead, Kanda’s scaly exterior would soften for you and let you in. Make no mistake, in these instances, Kanda did not vanish, but he seemed to let the ever present crack in his heart open just the tiniest bit more, just enough to let you crawl in.

If your crew got an Inn for the night, you’d share a room and a bed. If you were roughing it out, you shared a sleeping bag. It was rarely without chiding from Tiedoll who seemed even more enamored than you by in-love-Yu-Kanda. “Be safe!” He’d say with a wink before retiring to his own room while you wrapped your arms around Kanda’s thrashing body from behind to keep him from murdering the older General.

Underneath the star-splattered sky or dusty ceiling of your room, you laid together. Your partner wasn’t very physically affectionate, so cuddling was something of a rarity, which suited you just fine. You’d lie next to each other, with a comfortable closeness, facing each other. Sometimes your lips would meet in a warm caress. Sometimes you’d talk. Sometimes you just studied the smooth lines and curves of each other’s features.

But now, you and your Generals left the woods to venture into a nearby town in search of breakfast.

Tiedoll walks ahead of you, greeting locals as though he’s known them all his life, while you and Kanda trail behind. You’re taking in the quaint town around you while his skin seems to hum with his wariness.

Is he never not on the edge? You wondered to yourself.

Wanting to comfort him, you grow bold with an idea. You reach your hand over and grab his firmly. His hand is warm in yours.

His head whips to the side to face you, his hair following the movement like a whip. Eyes the color of a summer’s sky have widened marginally, his eyebrows have raised, and his lips twist into a scowl. His expression is a comical contradiction of shock and indignation. He’s stopped walking, forcing you to stop as well lest you lose your grasp on him.

“We’re in public!” He hisses at you.

But that’s when you see it. He’s blushing. It’s faint, so subtle that you almost missed it. Yu Kanda, sword-wielding Exorcist to the stars, is blushing.

“We’re just holding hands?” Your tone is coy and confused, emphasized with the slight cocking of your head to the side. But you can’t play this game because you can’t hold your grin back.

His lips move, tongue ready to strike like a snake with a retort, when you both are jolted back into reality by General Tiedoll’s voice.

“Yu, you’re not going to let a little hand-holding stop you, are you?” His smile is aimed at you and it's soft and reassuring. For reasons you can’t name, however, his eyes are washing over you with gratitude. When he turns to face Kanda, his smile turns playful, and as Kanda’s ever faithful teacher in every aspect life required him to be, explained, “Holding hands is perfectly normal.”

“I know that!” Kanda barked out defensively, though you suspected that he was lying. He began then to walk, shoving past Tiedoll, so quickly that he yanks your arm and for a split second you worry about the possibility of him dislocating your shoulder. You pick up the pace to keep up with him.

His grip on your hand is too hard.

But he didn’t let go.

I meant to be light-hearted and adorable, but this turned sappy realllllllllly quick, so, my bad (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)👌

[toshitophchan]

Lavi buys a ring one day. It’s a total shock, mostly to him since it was such a spur of the moment decision. But he decides that once everyone is over, he’s going to give it to Kanda. He’s hopeful, for maybe the first time in years. He has something to live for, something to fight for. He keeps the ring close at all times and when he’s close to giving up, he remembers it. It’s so simple, just a silver band with a blue polished stone that twinkles in the sun. And yet it fills Lavi with such love and devotion and hope. He can’t wait for the day he gets to drop down on one knee and smile up at Kanda. He can’t wait to see the surprise in his face. Lavi knows that Kanda will say yes. After all, he’s seen the ring Kana carries around as well. Can’t hide anything (most things) from a Bookman. Proposing at the same time sounds fun. 

[kanda-franca]

kanda hi I just want to say i love and appreciate you so much as a mutual ur insane (positive)

like one of my very first interactions on here was from you and i still hold that memory dearly (cringe look at his sappy ass noc is spiraling)

anyway yea that's all I wanted to say I appreciate you insanely and no I'm not gonna die dw

noc you sweetheart!! making me feel feelings and making me melt.

i love and appreciate you too as another fellow insane (affectionate) mutual. i loved our first interaction too, there’s no better feeling than talking to people who are just as passionate as you about niche topics (minecraft block men)

also you are so sappy. cringeee dude you’re showing emotions and telling people you appreciate them out of nowhere just because? /lh you are making me very sappy too and love is bursting in my chest.

im very glad you are not dying! i love that you just wanted to get it off your chest and just announce it straight up. it’s a lovely thing about you!!

[superbadlydrawnallenwalker]

Drabble

Yeah I was in discord talking about a creative intrusive thought and was advised to write it. I have a serious case of IDGAF today so.

Summary—-

Kanda hasn’t fully recovered from the 6th laboratory incident, but is slowly working through it while learning about the world Alma and him wanted to see so much. Tiedoll, Marie and him are sent to a mission on England to retrieve one piece of innocence. And in the way back Kanda encounters something new. What is his reaction to a being whose only purpose is to make you smile?

And stealing @galimau ‘s epic line:

No editing, we die like mne

The busyness of London streets, with its chattering, mix of fragances and overall rutinal chaos, was enough to make the black haired child pop a vein.

“Can’t we really just take another road?” asked exasperated to the old man drawing the big clock tower with a worn out piece of chalk.

“Give me one more minute, Yuu-Kun. It’s your first time in London and you did a marvelous job fighting the Akuma” said the man without putting off his eyes from his drawing “Ma-kun why don’t you take him on a walk? There’s gotta be something fun to see around here. Use your golem to tell me where you are, ok? I’ll meet you there”

“Stop calling me that. Besides, I’m not really interested on that” said the kid crossing his arms. He was lying so blatantly.

“C’mon Kanda, there’s gotta be something interesting around here” Marie said

“There’s nothing”

“W-well, it has been a long time since I was in London. Before losing my sight” the kid suddenly untangled his arms in discomfort “I wonder how has the city changed while I was gone”

“...”

“Why don’t you two go on walk?” said the man not half finished with his painting of the tower, making the kid jump a little. “You could lend him your eyes for a bit, and tell him what you see. What do you think Ma-kun? Is it alright for you?

“I wouldn’t mind at all, master. How about you Kanda?”

The kid opened his mouth, but he closed it instantly, hissing a fine.

“Then let’s get going”

The big guy started walking, making the little kid trott to keep up his pace. When he was by his side again, he let out a deep sigh.

Walking by so many people talking was a nightmare for Yuu. But there were things that weren’t on the sixth lab that amused him. That he knew Alma would had liked to see too.

There was so many things he couldn’t describe to Marie, and felt a little embarrassed of not knowing something that looked so normal. That conclusion coming from the little smile Marie put after asking him: “why is that woman using the corpse of an animal on her shoulders?”

At some point, after some lame attempts to describe things, a person who was selling some kind of candy that was pinned to a wooden pole, offered them to buy the treat. Marie told him the candy was an apple covered with caramel. And without even thinking he asked what Carmel is. Marie just smiled and bought him one.

“here try it yourself.” he had told him when he handed him the treat “Its hard, so be careful with your teeth. “

He did as Marie said. It was really sweet. And hard to bite! But it was good. He tried to archive the flavor on his memory while they kept moving through the people. Secretly enjoying it. He thought that it was kinda good that Marie couldn’t see his half smiling face.

Suddenly an ovation made Kanda look in the direction of congregated people. They had reached an spacious part of the market. But it was so packed in that side that he couldn’t really see what they were admiring.

“What is it?” Asked Marie adjusting his headphones.

“I can’t tell from here, let’s try moving closer” Said the child walking in the direction of the noise.

“I’ll see if master is over with his painting” said Marie turning on his own golem.

What were the people seeing? The curiosity was killing him.

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The people’s faces while looking at his acrobatic acts was good, but the boy with funny paintings in his face was more interested on the paper that was in their pockets.

The boy turned his head to the man in a clown suit that was acting not being able to go above the big bouncy ball making a wave of laughs.

The boy couldn’t help but smile along the crowd when seeing Mana’s performance.

Mana made him a signal that only the boy could understand. So when the man finally got above the bouncy ball, he had some props on his hands.

He locked eyes with the clown and thew the props at him.

It was Mana he was talking about, so naturally, he let the first throw go all down. Doing a sappy face, he signaled the boy to throw them one more time. The boy threw the props again, but all were graciously catched while the man stayed on his place.

The people loved that kinda thing.

Then Mana got down the bouncy ball and started doing some panthomimes for the little children in the front rows, making balloon animals and so on.

The public laughed a lot. And then it was time to ask for tips. The boy had to snap out of the act of his own act and run to the tree where rheir things were. He took the cup hat by the props with his right hand, and extended it to the people doing a silly act himself. The people would gladly give them some change, except one kid. That when she saw the hat, she looked so weirded out that got it him weirded out too.

The boy had noticed it was the kid that hadn´t smiled not even once during the show. It was uncommon, but he didn´t put much thought into it. But looking closely, the girl was using a black coat with some metal rose on her chest. And...was that a sword?

“Ah Yuu-Kun, he´s asking for money.” suddenly said the man with a mustache with the same black coat.  “Here, like this” said the man throwing some coins in the hat. The boy made a little bow in grattitude. “Is to thank them for their work” 

The kid looked to be around his age, so how come she didn´t know something as simple as that?

“It wasn´t even that good“ the kid said aloud with a deep voice. Apparently she wasn´t a she, but a he. The long black hair deceiving the kid with the painted face. “If that´s it we should go now, Marie” The comment kinda angering him, the boy took the hat somewhere else a little annoyed. 

The boy could hear them discuss a little while as they went away.  

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By the time, the people were gone and the clown finally could wash the paint off his face, the sun had set. The boy who accompanied him was sitting in a tree nearby counting the money on the hat. It wasn´t a bad day, they could afford to eat something good that night. It had been days since the last time they have had something other than some bread and water. 

“How were we today?“ asked the man smiling with his face still wet from washing on the river.

“Good enough for a good dinner“ said the kid showing him the little piece of fabric with that day´s earnings. “It could´ve been more if that kid had payed“ he sighed, his auburn hair falling on his face.

“The one who didn´t smile? It´s kinda annoying when the kids in the public don´t laugh, indeed. Oh, well, what can we do about it now“  he laughed, taking his belongings with one hand. But he spaced out for a moment “...That´s weird”.

“what?“ The kid asked standing up and grabbing his things.

“I have the feeling that I have said that to someone before. I wonder who...“ The boy was silent. “Ok, Allen. Where should we go now? It´s already dinner time. Should we go and buy the beans you were talking about?“ the man asked smiling at the kid.

“Y-Yeah. That sounds good, Mana“ the boy followed in a small voice. 

“Alright! Let´s go!“ He exclaimed taking the kid by his left hand covered with a thick glove.

Both started walking toward the usual cheap place they went to when they had enough money to spend.

But the boy was a little worried about Mana. He looked at him. Not a single worry showed in his golden eyes. He never showed any other emotion. Like a mask of happiness trying to hide intense sorrow.

“Maybe you don´t remember it was me that you said that before. But that´s ok. As long as I can stay with you, I´ll help you remember little by little.” The boy squeezed his hand caringly “I´ll remember everything for you, if you ever forget again. “

“I´m your Allen after all”.  

And both kept walking while the lights in the street started to shine.

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Here it is. I hate writing this long on English cause, what´s grammar? Also is the first time I write a fic, so please don´t be hard on me. But anyways, hope you like it!

[remsyk-blog]

5/10 Meme

@kangofu-cb tagged me for the 5 OTPs and 10 things about me soooooooo:

Top Five OTPs

1) 1x2 - The old tried and true, Duo and Heero will always hold a special place in my heart <3 Plus, as an added bonus, you can toss in any other pilot, and it still works. 1x2x3? Drown me in angst, please. 1x2x4? Two babes and a hot dude, yes. 1x2x5? Two warriors learn to lighten up, a heartwarming tale.

2) 2x3 - BUUUUUT there’s something about these two having a sexy snark fest that i just love. 

3) Sheith - Look, as if it wasn’t obvious, but this is probably the closest I’m ever going to get to an OTP becoming canon. This is practically being spoon fed at this point, and there’s still three seasons to go.

4) IchiRuki - If you want salt, this is my Dead Sea. I invested over 10 years of manga, anime, THREE movies, and enough official art to cover Mt Everest into Ichigo and Rukia being OFFICIAL, and then KUBO has to go fuck it up in the last, oh I don’t know, two chapters of the manga? You can pry this ship from my cold, dead fingers. Bankai, bitch.

5) Allen/Kanda - I don’t know if they have a cutsie name, haha. This is my one “two people hate each other but actually wanna bang” pair. Doesn’t help that D.Gray-man is my favorite aesthetic ever.

Ten Facts About Myself 

1) I talk like I write, so if you see y’all, all y’all, and gotta, dunno, gunna, then I’ve said it at some point, especially when I’m excited, then the accent comes out.

2) I drove a forklift for two years, during the same time I also operated a scissor-lift and a cherry picker. I also know how to drive a tractor and operate most farming equipment.

3) I sing. Constantly. The moment I get in the car to the second I get out, radio on or not, I’m singing. If there is music playing somewhere, I’m humming along. I had a friend once tell me that if I could hum and breathe at the same time, I would.

4) I sing in a community choir as a soprano. I sang alto through high school, then sang soprano in college.

5) I have, at one point or another, played and/or attempted every instrument found in band or orchestra. I am proficient in multiple instruments: Flute, Oboe, English Horn, Clarinet, and most percussion instruments, marimba, xylophone, tympani, etc, except the drum set. I do NOT have the coordination to handle that.

6) I can’t play piano to save my life. I took piano classes for two years, and I still cannot put both hands together. Same goes for guitar. 

7) I’m extremely emotional. I tear up at the slightest little thing. Sappy commercial, too late, crying. Sad song, bawling, and still trying to sing too. Dramas? Can’t handle it. Highly charged emotional scenes in anime? Send flowers, I drowned in my tears three scenes back.

8) I write way more than I talk.

9) I am obsessed with video games. Everything from the culture, history, mechanics, let’s plays, machinimas, stigmas. I’ve slacked off recently due to Internet constraints, but god I miss it.

10) I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. This has led to having multiple jobs across a wide spectrum of specialties that amounts to a jack-of-all-trades, master of none resume. But part of my problem is that if I am no longer engaged in my work, I will leave to find something else.

Okay, rambling over. Who wants tagged?! @ all the peeps <3

[sugirandom]

Send Ship meme: SuzaLulu, MillyxRivalz, LxLight, SetoJou, Yullen, LeviHan, Royai, (RoyEd?)

Oooh, that’s a lot of ships! I even got asked about RoyEd!

Suzalulu:

who’s the cuddler: Suzaku, though Lelouch does enjoy cuddling he won’t initiate it.

who makes the bed: Lelouch,

who wakes up first: It depends, on weekdays they both wake up fairly early but on weekends Lelouch will be the one to wake up first since he tends to get less sleep in general.

who has the weird taste in music: Well…Suzaku has more a variety of music on his playlist, Lelouch just doesn’t take the time to update his playlist so the songs are out-of-date. I guess it depends on what you consider weird.

who is more protective: Lelouch, he also tends to be the jealous type from time to time.

who sings in the shower: Suzaku hums a lot in the shower, he’ll only sing if he thinks he’s alone.

who cries during movies: Lelouch will if the movie manages to surprise him and if it’s romantic/sappy stuff Suzaku will be the one to tear up so…both?

who spends the most while out shopping: Suzaku, Lelouch is more careful with his money.

who kisses more roughly: Suzaku…

who is more dominate: They take turns

my rating of the ship from 1-10:  10

MillyXRivalz:

who’s the cuddler: Milly, Rivalz doesn’t mind tho

who makes the bed: usually Rivalz, Milly often forgets to

who wakes up first: They both sleep in quite a bit when there’s no school but on school days Milly has to get up for student council duties.

who has the weird taste in music: Milly, she has her serious playlist and then she has playlists of polka music and other random music she found on the internet to use for special events at school. She rarely tells her sources.

who is more protective: Rivalz, he tends to be the voice or reason.

who sings in the shower: They both do actually but Rivalz isn’t very skilled at it.

who cries during movies: Rivalz, he’s a hopeless romantic at heart.

who spends the most while out shopping: Milly but she tires to be practical.

who kisses more roughly:  Milly

who is more dominate: Milly, Rivalz isn’t very assertive.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 9

LXLight:

who’s the cuddler: L, his favorite thing is to lean on Light’s shoulder.

who makes the bed: Light, he’s the neater of the two.

who wakes up first: L barely sleeps so he’s usually awake first, he tends to fall asleep in front of his computer in the afternoon sometimes though.

who has the weird taste in music: Light tends to listen to whatever’s popular while L listens to mostly instrumental music to help him focus. He feels the words of songs are too distracting.

who is more protective: If they are out somewhere together it’s usually Light since L doesn’t go out much.

who sings in the shower: Light does quietly and thinks no one can hear him.

who cries during movies: L will if it’s a depressing movie but they both have a tendency to over-analyze whatever their watching and ruin the feeling of it.

who spends the most while out shopping: Light, he tries to take advantage of sales but ultimately ends up spending more anyway.

who kisses more roughly: Light

who is more dominate: Light, L lets him dominate though.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 9

SetoJou:

who’s the cuddler:  Jou is in constant need of affection. 

who makes the bed: Seto will if he has time but if he’s in a hurry he’ll just let one of his maids do it.

who wakes up first: Seto, Jou will sleep in as much as he can get away with

who has the weird taste in music: Believe it or not the two have very similar interests in music and this initially confused Jou since he figured Seto would listen to classical or something. Though Jou does have one or two ‘parody’ albums on his playlist that Seto finds weird.

who is more protective: They both has protective streaks, Seto knows Jou can take care of himself but if things get particularly rough for him Seto will swoop in to save him

who sings in the shower: Jou, and loudly.

who cries during movies: Jou tends to be more emotionally invested in movies.

who spends the most while out shopping: well…technically Seto but he has more to spend in the first place and has a budget he follows. He doesn’t loan money out to Jou unless he’s in a real pinch because he doesn’t feel Jou is as careful with money.

who kisses more roughly: they can both be pretty rough

who is more dominate: usually Seto

my rating of the ship from 1-10:  10

Yullen:

who’s the cuddler: Allen is always the one to initiate cuddles.

who makes the bed: it depends on who leaves the room last, some days they are in such a hurry that neither of them does.

who wakes up first: Usually Kanda, but if the mission was particularly rough for Kanda and he needs to heal he’ll oversleep.

who has the weird taste in music: Kanda doesn’t listen to music much and Allen finds that very weird.

who is more protective: Kanda ,though he’d never admit it.

who sings in the shower: Allen will if he’s in a good mood, if he’s angry he’ll just shower aggressively in silence

who cries during movies: Allen and Kanda will tell him to shut up because he can’t hear over his sobbing.

who spends the most while out shopping: Allen…this is why Kanda prefers to do the grocery shopping for them. Allen buys enough to feed the whole Black Order.

who kisses more roughly: It’s usually a tie but Allen tends to bite…so I guess Allen in this case.

who is more dominate: They constantly battle for dominance.

my rating of the ship from 1-10:  10!

Levihan:

who’s the cuddler: Hange

who makes the bed: Levi, of course

who wakes up first: Levi has a weird sleeping schedule so he tends to be up first in the morning but he’ll take long afternoon naps. Hange stays up late and sleeps in so I guess Levi strictly speaking.

who has the weird taste in music: Hange’s playlist doesn’t just include music but it also has some binary sounds and other audio files used for experiments.

who is more protective: Levi, Hange is often too reckless and he watches her like a hawk.

who sings in the shower: Hange, they have no shame about it either.

who cries during movies: Usually Hange, especially movies with really happy endings after a lot of tragedy, they tend to be more moved by that then a straight-forward sad movie.

who spends the most while out shopping: Hange, Levi learned early to be sparing with the money and resources he has. Hange tends to see things and think of possible later uses for them and has a lack of impulse control when buying at times.

who kisses more roughly: ehh it depends, they can both be rough or tender depending on the mood that strikes them.

who is more dominate: They switch often.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 10

Royai:

who’s the cuddler:  They both enjoy cuddles but Roy is usually the one who seeks them.

who makes the bed: Riza will until she gets tired of it and will remind him that he should make his bed in the morning.

who wakes up first: Riza unless Roy can’t sleep for whatever reason. Riza can tell when something’s wrong when Roy is up before she is.

who has the weird taste in music: Roy has a variety of romantic ballads on his playlist. Jean often teases him about it.

who is more protective: They both protect each other fairly equally.

who sings in the shower: Roy will sometimes

who cries during movies: if it’s the right kind of movie they’ll both tear up but they are both pretty tough to break. They will both cry if it’s an emotional moment with an animal though.

who spends the most while out shopping: Roy, Riza is more careful with money.

who kisses more roughly: Roy can sometimes get a little rough but Riza will stop him if he’s getting too eager.

who is more dominate: I’d say Riza actually, regardless of position she’s usually the one calling the shots with intimacy.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 10

RoyEd:

who’s the cuddler: Ed

who makes the bed: Neither, most of the time

who wakes up first: Roy, he’s the one who has to get to work first after all.

who has the weird taste in music: Ed doesn’t have a lot of music that he listens to frequently  (other than a few alt. rock songs) so I guess it would be Roy with his romantic ballads.

who is more protective: Roy can often be an older brother figure to Ed. Ed doesn’t tend to be very protective of Roy

who sings in the shower: Roy, Ed doesn’t really like singing very much.

who cries during movies: I guess Roy, Ed’s pretty tough with movies especially if they’re predictable.

who spends the most while out shopping: Roy, Ed is used to being practical with his money.

who kisses more roughly: Roy though Ed has his moments.

who is more dominate: Roy, though Ed tries to be

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 8 (it’s somewhat of my guilty-pleasure ship. I love seeing it but it’s an exception to my usual rules)

[alienbuddhism]

A Theravada monk’s diet.

1. BHOJANA, BHOJANIYA, (STAPLES, MUST BE EATEN BETWEEN SUN RISE AND NOON ) 1: Odana - cooked grains 2: Sattu - Baked grain flour 3: Kummasu - Mixed rice and pulse 4: Maccho - Fish (If the monk has seen, heard, or the least apprehension that the fish was killed for him and eats it accures a dukkha) 5: Mamsam - Meat (if the monk has seen, heard, or the least apprehension that the animal was killed for him and eats it accures a dukkha, also meat from - elephant, horse, dog, snake, lion, tiger, leopard, bear, hyena; eating these is a dukkhata. Human meat is a Thullaccaya offence.) 2. KHADANIYA, (NON-STAPLES, MUST BE EATEN BETWEEN SUN RISE AND NOON ) 1: Mula-Khadaniya * Food from root 2: Kanda-Khadaniya * Tuberous root-food 3: Mulala-Khadaniya * Root-food like lotus root etc... 4: Matthaka-Khadaniya * Food from top of a tree 5: Khandha-Khadaniya * Stem food like sugarcane 6: Taca-Khadaniya * Food from bark 7: Patta-Khadaniya * Food prepared out of leaves 8: Puppha-Khadaniya * Flower-food 9: Phala-Khadaniya * Fruit-food 10: Atthi-Khadaniya * Food from the nuts of the fruit 11: Pittha-Khadaniya * A pastry 12: Niyyasa-Khadaniya * Food from exudation of plants GARASA* Milk & milk products * 1. Dadhi * Curd, 2. Takka * Sour-milk, 3. Navanita * Butter, 4. Sappi * Ghee, 5. Khira * milk 3. YAMAKALIKA, (ONE DAY MEDICINAL DRINKS, only have cold, and only when necessery, not as food, dukkata) (a) Puppharasa * Flower-juice (b) Pattarasa * Leaf-juice, (except boiled vegtable soup) (c) Panani * Fruit-juice, sweet-drinks, 8 kinds 1. Mango juice 2. Jambu * Jambu-juice 3. Coca * Wild banana-juice 4. Moca * Banana-juice 5. Madhu * Honey-tree juice 6. Muddika * Grape-juice 7. Saluka * Water-lily root juice 8. Pharusaka * Pharusaka-juice 4. SATTAHAKALIKA, (7-DAY FIVE TONICS) 1. Sappi * Ghee 2. Navanita * Butter 3. Tela * oil 4. Madhu * Honey 5. Phanita * Molasses 5. YAVAJIVIKAM, (CAN STORE WHOLE LIFE MEDICINES) 1. Phala-Bhesajja * Medical fruits 2. Taca-Bhesajja * Medical barks 3. Patta-Bhesajja * Medical leaves