hi! i'm looking for a fanfic where they get married in vegas but dan doesn't want it. thats all i've read so far so can i have some help. thanks💓💓
A Map Of My Heart And Mind (ao3) - Dan and Phil get drunk and wake up married in Vegas, the day after Dan’s 25th birthday. Dan thinks they could just get it annulled but Dan knows what marriage means to Phil, how important it is, and he wonders if they can just fake it for a year so it’s not a total waste and then divorce. Of course, a year is a long time to pretend to be married and things can always change…
Summary:Tsubomi has lived her life through these tiny acts of defiance.
Author’s Notes: In which I give Tsubomi esper powers and a dark past, because why not? This is probably OOC as fuck and stupidly AU, but I’m only up to date on episode 11 of the anime. This plot bunny just got its claws into me and wouldn’t let go, sooo…
Sato Mirai is three years old when her world caves in on her. She is three years old when her mother and father die in a house fire and her aunt pulls her away from the wreckage, bundles her into a car and whispers keep your head down and don’t move-
Your name is Mizuho Tsunami, her aunt tells her weeks later.
Listen to me, her aunt says. Your name is Mizuho Tsunami. Never forget that, understand?
There’s a burning pressure against her shoulders, and Mirai cries out, buckling-
What is your name? her aunt asks, implacable.
Mizuho Tsunami, Mirai cries.
She is all of three years old and she does not understand.
azure: what is something that you do that makes you happy?
Playing with children. No matter how sad I am, they always bring me into the present moment and bring joy to my life. Going to Disneyland also makes me happy, goes with the whole “becoming a child again” thing. Acting makes me happy. Having someone I respect tell me I did good work, that I gave of myself. Bottomless mimosa brunch makes me happy, cocaine makes me happy, having sex with someone I have a lot of passion for makes me happy, driving, cooking for company, hosting/planning parties, painting, collage art, going to concerts/shows, music festivals, renaissance faire, dickens faire, theme parks, roller coasters, going to school/taking a class, antique/vintage shopping, bourgeois restaurants, traveling, hanging out with friends/making art. Watching movies, occasional video games. Documentaries, reading, writing… Divination. Eating cheese and guacamole… Drinking expensive cocktails, dressing up, going back in time, role play, imagination games, strategy games, interior decorating, spirituality, old Hollywood films. I dunno. So many things make me happy :) thanks for asking! I got very clear with all the awesome things that I have in my life.
tsunami: describe a dream outfit of yours.
Oh lord, I’m a vintage girl. So I love 1930’s silk, with the Madeline Vionette back exposed. I love furs, velvet, silk, satin, crepe. 1930’s and 40’s slinky noir is my fav.
hurricane: describe a strange habit of yours.
Talking to myself incessantly. I do it in front of strangers on the street all the time. Giving no fucks. Also I do this weird thing when I am listening to my headphones. My brothers call it “the lunge”. Where I suddenly am overcome with emotion, I lunge forward like I am going to run, but then I stop. Very strange. People must think I’m a lunatic walking past me.
Thank you so much for asking, these are fun :) big hugs and love.
Taxi drivers in Ishinomaki, Japan, have reported picking up ghost passengers. 6,000 people died when the town was hit by the Tōhoku tsunami in 2011. All of the drivers interviewed were convinced they were picking up living people until their passengers suddenly vanished from the back of their cab.
One driver said that he picked up a young woman from Ishinomaki station who asked to go to the Minamihama district. When he told her that the area no longer existed as it has been wiped out by the tsunami she asked him “Have I died?” When he turned around to answer her she had disappeared.
The ghosts in Ishinomaki are not limited to taxis. Locals have reported seeing ghosts waiting outside supermarkets or walking down the streets where they used to live. They are commonly seen in areas that were badly damaged by the disaster.
I’m going to take a wild guess that you meant Tsubomi, but here you go! (you can also find it on AO3)
It was the smell of something sweet that woke her up.
To be honest, for a moment, Myoudouin Itsuki wanted nothing more than to fall back asleep again- it had been a long night, after all. As luring as the sweet aroma that caught her nose was, it wasn’t nearly enough to make her want to drag herself out of bed. It was the sound of someone’s voice, humming a melody that she knew well, that caused her to slowly crack her eyes open.
It wasn’t just the melody that she knew well, but the voice doing the humming as well. For a moment, she wondered how it was that Tsubomi had gotten inside, before she realized that she had lent her a spare key to her apartment not that long ago.
Which… didn’t necessarily explain what she was doing here, mind. Considering that she was going to college two towns over, Itsuki could only wonder if she really had time to be doing this.
Not that she minded, really- now that she had forced herself up, she could hear the growling of her stomach, the aroma of what she was now starting to realize were pancakes becoming all the more tempting.
“Ah, you’re awake!” Perking up as Itsuki emerged from her bedroom, Hanasaki Tsubomi cast a bright smile her way, brighter than any dawning sun. “I was planning on waking you when I was done, so I suppose I should apologize about dragging you out of bed early.”
“No, there’s no need.” Simply shaking her head, Itsuki made her way to Tsubomi’s side, gently placing her hands on her shoulders. “When did you get here?”
“Around thirty minutes ago.” Tsubomi told her, her gaze only briefly flickering back in the direction of her girlfriend, not wanting to lose focus for too long and risk letting the pancakes burn. “I thought I would surprise you.”
“What’s the occasion?” Itsuki couldn’t help but ask, taking in a deep breath, letting the smell of pancakes fill her nose. It was a good smell, she thought- though perhaps not as nice a scent as the floral shampoo that Tsubomi had used that morning.
“No occasion.” Tsubomi said simply, carefully flipping a pancake, taking great care not to mess it up. “You said yesterday that you were going to be having a long night tonight. So I thought I would come over and give you a hand this morning, Itsuki.”
Aiko heard running in the hallway
seconds before any of her students did.
Stupidly, her first thought was that
someone in Konoha had heard the news that Kirigakure had announced
there had been a change in leadership and that all burnt personnel
were invited to return. But she’d only told Mei to take care of that
yesterday… The information had probably been released in the
afternoon or late morning. Konoha wouldn’t know less than 4 hours
after the fact.