i never can understand his english

okay first things first: i love and support everyone equally in bts but i feel i need to get this off my chest. can we just appreciate Kim Namjoon?
can we appreciate how much he’s done not only for bts, for the boys, for bighit, for kpop, for his family but for his korean and international fans as well?

like without him bangtan wouldn’t exist. well maybe it would but not in this kind of form. and let’s be honest; this bangtan is the best bangtan.

he’s such an amazing leader too. he’s always there for the other members whenever they’re sad, exhausted, in need of positivity, feel like giving up… they always have a shoulder they can lean on and it’s Namjoon’s. he always makes sure that everyone is okay, everyone is happy and everyone does their best and works hard. he’s the one who always wants the boys to be a part of english conversations to so he helps them with their english whenever he can. he translates english stuff to korean so the boys won’t feel like they’re left out of something. he protects his bandmates at all cost but he also scolds them if they’ve done something wrong (lol papa Joon has no chill)

he proved that just because you’re coming from a small company, you can still make a name for yourself in the music industry. after all: not the company but your work will affect people.

because of Namjoon bts didn’t stop until they became the first kpop group to win an award, break a voting record with 300 million (!!!) votes but still staying the same humble guys they really are. they proved that a simple group that has an amazing leader at front is capable to do anything. buf ofc all 7 of the boys needed to be a part of this to make it work. y'know TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM WORK❤️

can we also appreciate that RapMon proved his family that they made the right choice that day when they allowed him to be a musician instead of making sure he cares about university and stuff. he proved that his family made the right choice because now everyone knows who bts are and with this he shut every hater’s mouth.

and now comes the most important thing: THANK YOU NAMJOON. Thank you for always talking to us i-fans in english, for teaching the boys english, for translating english speeches to korean so your k-fans can understand you as well and basically for inspiring us. For never giving up on us. For always being there with us. For saving our lives. For taking care of us. For talking to us through your lyrics. For never taking a step back whenever you experience hate, a bad scandal or something tough. Thank you for supporting us, loving us, for empowering us to be stronger, to be more confident. Thank you for telling us not to give up on our dreams, never be affraid to try out something new.

Thank you so much for everything, Kim Namjoon. You saved our lives and you changed our lives. Thank you for being the best leader and taking care of our boys. ARMY LOVES YOU RAP MONSTER❤️

what ur fave classic rock bands say about you
  • bob dylan: i'd fuck a harmonica if i said his singing was good. i fuck harmonicas everyday
  • the beatles: i would fuck weed and anyone with a moptop haircut
  • the rolling stones: i would fuck anything and anyone
  • pink floyd: i would fuck either gnomes, or my own sadness and self-isolation
  • the kinks: not even kinky wtf also i never get the attention i deserve
  • the doors: i'm fake deep. I sandwiched a book of poetry between my asscheeks and called it performance art
  • the who: i put my dick in a pinball machine once in a failed attempt at performance art
  • david bowie: i would fuck an alien, and mick jagger
  • iggy pop: i'm always naked. always.
  • t rex: i would fuck a jar of glitter while dressed as a dandy
  • yes: no one understands what i say also i never cut my hair
  • roxy music: I went to art school, which means I can understand a photograph of naked boobs unlike the common man
  • elton john: i own the world's biggest collection of novelty spectacles
  • queen: i jack off to opera music
  • lou reed: I have fucked, and will fuck multiple copies of my B.A in english
  • the velvet underground: I caught my friend putting his dick in his B.A in english
  • sparks: all i ever think about is ridiculous situations while having sex
  • the beach boys: contrary to popular belief, i hate surfing

A lot of people on here are self learning a language and I love seeing that. However, if you’re like me and you like to dive into things and get a little overwhelmed or are simply bad at structuring your own ‘lessons’ it can be extra tough. So this is a list of some things I’ve experienced while teaching myself French so far.

- where do I start
- how do I know if I’m doing this properly
- I’m not being forced to speak French in a class so I hardly speak it
- irregular -ir verbs make me want to cry
- I found this free grammar book in a French masterpost but it’s not working for me
- I need to buy a new grammar book but which one (I picked one that was recommended by Damon and Jo)
- I can’t understand 99% of what French people say but I can distinguish words and that’s a huge accomplishment
- French music is lit
- I watched a lot of The Voice and The Voice Kids 
- Gilmore Girls in French holds my attention better than Gilmore Girls in English
- constantly want to go to France
- want to make French langblr friends but I’m terrified to say hi
- having intense moments of discouragement because I struggle with something and can’t ask someone what the hell it is and then feeling like I’ll never learn French
- getting my motivation back by watching videos Jenifer singing live on YouTube
- UUUGGGGHHHH WHY IS THIS SO HARD
- THIS IS AWESOME WHY DID I THINK THIS WAS HARD
- this is gonna be really hard for my monolingual booty but I will someday be able to speak French with natives

anonymous asked:

Yaay a new MM imagine blog! >u< Good luck about your blog (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و RFA+V+Saeran how would react MC is one who very talented in the kitchen? *u* Imagine, she is very professional and fast in the kitchen, always cook too delicious and healthy foods for them. Very loves when they fondly eat their meals prepared by her. Thank you! ^^ (And sorry about my poor English, hope you can understand me 😅)

You listen here, you adorable little shit, n e v e r (never ever) apologize for your English. I understand perfectly what you are saying, and I’m really glad that you were the first to request! English is my native, but I can speak several others, and English compared to those is so hard to understand. You’re doing amazing with it, and I’m happy to clarify anything that’s confusing! Much love!


Yoosung:

  • Okay, you’re gonna let him feel like he’s able to cook
  • I mean, it tastes pretty okay but his presentATION
  • help this poor kiddo
  • Anyways, you went back to his dorm after you both had went out for the evening
  • You just wanted to cook but you look in the drawers and cupboards and he’s got like three plates and a pan
  • Ending up getting him to go back to where you stay, you had him sit at the counter while you made dinner
  • It wasn’t anything much but hE SURE THOUGHT IT WAS
  • Yoosung was just sitting there wide-eyed while you were trying to have a conversation while flipping things in the air over a flame
  • He couldn’t get that it was just over a f l a m e
  • When you finished cooking everything, he was so damn excited and had to remind himself to not eat too quickly
  • You were just watching him amusedly
  • And he was thinking “There’s vegetables? And its not out of a freezer bag? And it’s properly seasoned?”
  • Every time you two had gotten back from anything and it was around a meal time, it was always to your home if you two weren’t already living together
  • He just wanted to watch you cook and maybe eat a l l of it
  • You were blessed by this boy
  • Even though he never realized you had lived on his campus for culinary arts

Zen:

  • woah woah woah woah woah, what did you say?
  • You noticed that the food on set wasn’t all that healthy even though he protested
  • “C’mon, Zen, you cant just eat samgyupsal at work then down bottles of beer once you get home” “Watch me, MC” “Fine, but I’m cooking tonight”
  • Zen had cooked maybe, maybe once a week and everything else was restaurants or take-out or the fuckign goldfish bread (Hey, if you were lazy, you just had to walk outside)
  • But the fact that you could and just never did amazed him for some reason
  • Once you had both gotten home, he was nearly bouncing he was so excited
  • Even though he thought it’d just be some sweet potato stir fry or something, he just wanted to taste what you made
  • Oh damn
  • What is that? (It was a stand mixer)
  • He kept trying to “distract” you by hugs but the food was too important
  • Zen was still bouncing off the walls when you had both sat down to eat
  • Then this mother f u c k e r
  • This m o t h e r f u c k e r
  • He took a bite, a single bite, and then fuckign moaned because “It was so good, MC!”
  • You were done with his ass but all of his compliments were so sWEET
  • Zen probably had you cook any time you were able too and you couldn’t not cook for him when he was so cUTE ABOUT IT daMMIT, ZEN

Jaehee:

  • You told her when Jaehee asked about if you should make the pastries yourselves or buy them from somewhere else
  • You practically shouted in happiness when she mentioned baking
  • How had this never come up? Oh shit, now I have to bake cookies for my girlfriend. They’re gonna be the b e s t
  • Jaehee was taken aback slightly when you nodded wildly and grabbed her hand to take her into the kitchen
  • You were practically running around to get every ingredient and device required to make exactly what you wanted to impress her with
  • She was watching you were decorating the hwagwaja to look like flowers
  • Jaehee’s Cute Thought About MC started because yoU LOOKED SO CONCENTRATED AND YOUR TONGUE WAS STICKING OUT A LITTLE ANd ugh she just really loved you
  • Putting them all on a plate to present them, you used some of the chocolate you had for a drizzle and made a lil heart with it
  • Error: Jaehee Deaded
  • She was so happy! You got to do something you got excited about! Plus she got to watch you be cute!

Seven:

  • He noticed your name was mentioned in a lot of food magazines and winners of competitions when he background checked you the first time around
  • Seven randomly brought it up once you two were living together
  • “Hey, MC, can you make ssol ro ppung?” “You’re just gonna dip them in soda and I don’t wanna watch that” “C’mooooon, it’ll be fun!”
  • He then proceeded to drag you to the barely used kitchen
  • You were at least 80% sure he was more excited than you
  • Wait
  • He’s begging?
  • Oh hell yes
  • This only happened so often so it was on
  • It was honestly probably the quickest you had made something with such high quality
  • Plus there was a really adorable Seven sitting on the counter swinging his legs 
  • You made him promise not to dunk them in soda and he looked so happy at the small snack
  • Wait no
  • “Saeyoung, no” “Saeyoung, yes
  • he was mixing them into his bag of honey buddha chips dAMMIT, SAEYOUNG
  • He promised the next time he wouldn’t “taint the precious meal” but you knew his bitch ass was lying

Jumin:

  • Why did you know his personal chef? MC, what’s going on?
  • Turns out his chef was a former collegue of yours and Juumin was feeling really ???
  • On one hand, you shouldn’t have to cook for yourself
  • On the other, do whatever you enjoy? If you worked with his personnel, you were surely well-educated in the matter
  • If anything, he was glad that you wouldn’t skip meals if you exceeded in the culinary arts and could easily make something healthy
  • So then the next week he asked if you could make you both lunch for the day you were coming to the office
  • And he was most definitely not disappointed
  • Lowkey wanted to lay off his chef because hEC K
  • Everything was so neatly made? And as cute as you?
  • wait shIT THAT’S REALLY WELL SEASONED
  • Well, now, its as hot as you, too
  • Jumin was softly smiling throughout lunch so then you just had to cook more often

V:

  • He really wanted to just lay in bed all day, but you gOTTA BE PRODUCTIVE, JIHYUN
  • First step: Make breakfast
  • wait no
  • Where’s MC?
  • And now there’s sounds of oil sizzling downstairs
  • gOTTA MAKE SURE THE HOUSE ISN’T BURNING, JIHYUN
  • He made his way to the kitchen and could hear you flipping over pastries on the stovetop
  • kinda mad he couldn’t see you but hearing you hum a bit was really pleasant
  • You looked up to see him smiling a bit in the doorway
  • gOTTA HELP IF YOU CAN, JIHYUN
  • V ended up helping you mix cream even though you had already made some
  • shhh, you just wanted to eat it later
  • He was really happy when you pulled out his chair at the table and sat across from him once everything was done
  • Definitely thanked you multiple be times
  • you just gOTTA BE CUTE, JIHYUN

Saeran:

  • Let’s be honest, living with Seven didn’t provide the healthiest food options so you took matters into your own hands
  • You got up a bit early to start a slow cooker for dinner and began to make breakfast
  • Seven had just fallen asleep, so you only cooked for two
  • You had set some music to play quietly wile you were turning things over and getting out dishes
  • Then a groggy, bed-headed Saeran was leaning against the counter to watch you bop around the kitchen
  • If you got him to not be grumpy, you were already blessed
  • But that little smile? AMAZING maybe you’d have to figure out how to hack into the cameras to replay it
  • Sure, he smiled around you after he got comfortable
  • but this eARLY? b l e s s e d
  • You set some ingredients by the slow cooker when you wanted to make the rest of the day’s meals then fixed a plate for yourself
  • Saeran looked kind of confused when you held the other, empty plate out to him
  • “Me? You want me to eat with you?” “Yeah, of course” “Well, alright”
  • He filled his plate then ate quietly while sitting next to you
  • “Thank you? “Hmm?” “Uh, I said fuck you” “Mhmm” “…asshole”
  • He still came as soon as possible when you say it was time for lunch and dinner



I’ so sorry that this took so long! I just wanted to make sure I got it done well. If you’d like me to change anything, just let me know! I’ll gladly redo any characters if they weren’t good, especially the last few, because I was running out of some ides. Please also let me know if there’s any grammatical errors or anything that’s just too out of character. Hope you enjoyed, nerds!


Also! I tried my best to research foods that weren’t generically United States’ foods. If there’s any problem with the cultural aspect, also please let me know, so that I can fix it as soon as possible!

A little something about Xander in FE: Heroes’s storyline (early game spoilers)...

Disclaimer and summary: some Xander/Corrin implications in the game. If you are oppose to this pairing, then you can scroll pass this. I will mainly be talking about a quote from Xander in Chapter 2, so also avoid this if you care about spoilers this early in this game.

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slothesaurus  asked:

Thank u for seijou bb trio i m weeping the 3 of them getting past that last kitadai match and becoming closer I M FLYING AWAY GOODBYE I HOPE IN THIS VERSE THE COACH GOT CALLED OUT ON NOT ADDRESSING KAGEYAMA AND HELPING HIM UNDERSTAND BETTER I

I’m really happy you guys like it, I’ve read the tags and some comments are really interesting!! 

I know I drew Kageyama in Seijou but his character development was post Kitagawa Daiichi, I don’t know what would have happened to him if he had not gone to Karasuno, but maybe if someone had been there to him (while he was in middle school) to make him realise what was doing wrong , things had gone differently… maybe these three could had have a better relationship, we would never know… BUT I CAN IMAGINE (ノಥДಥ)ノ︵┻━┻・/

CHRIS SCHISTAD IMAGINE

Requested by anonymous from the Drabble Game.

Number 36.

Author’s note:

I saw someone requesting this to another fandom imagine page, and I thought it was really cool, so I made a fluffly Chris version of it. One request less, nine to go. Hahahahah

Update: Thank Alyssa, aka @imyourliquor-youremypoison, for helping me with my imagines. Also, go and follow her so you’ll know when she posts something brilliant (she does it a lot).

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BTS reaction: You having a asthma attack during an argument.

A/N: I hope this never happens to anyone. Stay safe guys and keep healthy.Make sure someone is always around you to help. Sorry for any mistakes made. Requests are open.

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: “  Can you do BTS reaction when their s/o have an asthma attack in the middle of an argument with them? Sorry about my English :) 


Jin: 

  Jin will panic and quickly pick you up from the ground and place you to sit and bringing you your inhaler as fast as he can.He will understand that his actions have caused this and because of that make sure you are always safe.His heart will break if you aren’t ok.

Originally posted by kookie-time

Min Yoongi/Suga: 

  Yoongi will forget what you were arguing about and quickly grab you before anything happens.He will do what ever he cans to help you.He knows that this has happened to you before and that is why he has an inhaler with him just in case.Until you are fully ok and can talk to him, he will hold your hand and keep you close.

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

Jung Hoseok/Jhope: 

  Hoseok will first make sure you are ok and as he looks at your resting face after everything passes, he will be angry at himself.You are his everything, he makes sure no one can hurt you, but this time it was him that did it.

Originally posted by hoseokwhy

Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster: 

  Namjoon will jump to help you, forgetting what you were fighting over. He knows what to do in situations like this and when you become stable, Namjoon will hug you until you are fully ok. At a moment like this he would be happy that he knew what to do to help you. Nonetheless he would be mad at himself, he would think that if he didn’t have this argument than this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Park Jimin: 

  I see Jimin panicking and calling his hyungs. After Namjoon explains to him what he must do, Jimin will immediately throw the phone somewhere and do it. As soon as you get all better he will relax and look at you, unit you talk to him.Jimin would be smiling and crying the moment you look at him and say his name.

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Kim Taehyung/V: 

  Tae would call out to you holding you and the inhaler, just hoping that this passes fast.He would be promising you that you will never fight again.He will be devastated.

Originally posted by chokaivlicious

Jungkook:

  Poor kookie, he will go crazy, he will panic, he wouldn’t know what to do. When he remembered that you once told him, he would get angry at himself and start thinking hard, trying to remember. Once he does he will jump to help you, running to get your inhaler, promising that he will never argue with you again.

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

I Never Wanted To Make You Hurt

Request: Hi! I love your imagines. Can I have a imagine? When Alec and his girlfriend at Pandemonium,someone flirts with her.And Alec gets really really jealous.Gets angry too.But his girlfriend doesnt care.Then they trains together and he hurts her.She says to stop.But he doesnt. He does it couple of times. And she gets injury. Then Alec realises what did he do. Alec apologies to her maybe with little crying . But she gets mad at him. After a little bit struggling she forgives him. Can you do it little bit long? I hope you can understand my awful english. Cuz English isnt my first language. Thanks by the way 

 Warnings: a little violence, unintentional injuries, arguing, angst, fluff, slight drinking, swearing 

I honestly imagined the wolf as Theo Raeken, the part kinda fits him.

Pairing: AlecxReader 



 You stared up at the bright lights as they changed color in the otherwise dim room. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi!! Are the requests really open? I believe that you enjoy your work:))). Um, can I ask the headcanon about how Izuku, Bakugou, Todoroki and maybe Tomura react and what do they feel if their s / o in one day just disappears from their life? I know this can be sad, but I'm very curious to know what such different personalities would do in such a situation. I really hope that my English is understandable for you.

Izuku:

  • He’s never going to stop looking. Ever. It’ll be at the back of his mind and he’ll never be able to shake off the feeling that today might be the day he finds you.
  • He’d be completely heartbroken, but not immediately. He’s good at denying what’s going on and will be more proactive in trying to find you more than anything else. 
  • Lives on depression meals for 3 weeks and won’t talk to anyone that isn’t Kirishima.

Bakugou:

  • Slight chance he may not notice at first unless you left some kinda note. Otherwise he’s probably just thinking that you need a little space because who doesn’t.
  • After a while it starts sinking in and he starts getting mad about it. He’d go ott with his hero work, trying to find the bastard that took you because obviously you must have been kidnapped.
  • He breaks down when he’s alone. He takes everything he can find that smells like you and just kinda lays in bed with it so he can pretend you’re still with him. 
  • Probably wastes a lot of his life following up leads on where you might be.

Todoroki:

  • This is fine.
  • He struggles to be vocal with his problems so when he tells people you’re missing he’s doing everything he can to not sound panicked. He wants to have faith in you.
  • Honestly one of his first thoughts is that you left him. You left him all alone and he didn’t even deserve to be told why because he was such an awful boyfriend. He must be unlovable then. 
  • He gets over it easier than the others. It’s a pain that’s always there but that boy has therapy money and he’s gonna learn about self love.

Tomura:

  • Trashes all of your things when he realises you’re gone. Starts making plans to track you down and keep you with him by force.
  • Adds another chapter to his dramatic and very sad backstory and totally uses it as an excuse to be even more of an asshole. 
  • Always has his eyes open for you. 
  • Learns to bury his feelings because it’s a weak point that could be exploited and he refuses to get himself locked away over someone who doesn’t understand they belong with him. 
Those three words now, are home

So this isn’t a prompt, but I watched this STUNNING video and fell in love with the song, so this is a little (or long ish) song fic based on the song, which is Four Walls by Broods.


Alex pulls open the fridge door a little too forcefully, wiping the sweat off her forehead; she definitely shouldn’t have gone for a run; it was too hot to run comfortably even late in the evening, but she’d needed to go. To clear her head, to stop the tears from falling, to stop her mind from remembering everything. Remembering the way Maggie’s skin felt soft against her own late at night, the way her eyes sparkled, first thing in the morning albeit full of sleep, the way she tasted like mint and fresh air, the way her hair smelt like the ocean, reminded Alex of home. And where was she now? What did she have now? Her apartment didn’t feel like home anymore because home had stopped becoming a place a long time ago. Home had become the way Maggie would walk up behind her, place her chin on her shoulder, and kiss her softly on her neck. Home had become the steady feel of Maggie’s breath against her as she slept. Home had become that smile, those dimples, and the promise that Alex could be herself now, that Alex didn’t have to pretend. Maggie had become her home, and now Alex realises that that was foolish, to make a person a home. Because homes were permanent, solid fixtures, and people were not. People leave, people leave and never return and you can’t make a home out of a heartbeat. She knew that now. She knew that too well.

Alex sighs, more to steady her breath than anything else, opening her beer, the condensation cool and damp against her skin. She takes a gulp as she opens her laptop, clicking on a random Spotify playlist for something, anything to distract her mind because this apartment was becoming too much to bear. The walls seemed to close in on her and everything reminder her of Maggie; her well stocked fridge, the amount of cooking utensils she’d collected, the pine body wash Maggie used in the shower, the leather jacket she’d left behind when she’d rushed out the door, tears in both of their eyes and too many words left unsaid.

Alex knows she should shower, should make some food and not drink herself to sleep like she’d been doing most nights since Maggie left, since Maggie said- well since Maggie hadn’t said anything really. Since Maggie had shaken her head lightly all those nights ago and Alex had known. Alex had known from the look in her eyes, and the way her lips didn’t curl upwards more to the left when she smiled, that nothing was going to be the same anymore. That perhaps she wouldn’t get her happy ever after after all.

She heard some upbeat song fade and another take its place, knowing from the soft voice and the melancholy piano undertones that she should get up, switch it over but she doesn’t because she wants to feel and she wants to cry, so she sits down, swigging the last of her beer and closing her eyes, letting the music fill her senses.

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anonymous asked:

Hello I have a doubt and I hope I can clarify it, in his diary Dylan says he has received the open-hearted looks of the girl he was in love with, does that mean she was looking at him? She knew that he existed ?, maybe she might have attracted him and he never knew, basically I thought I did not understand it well but my English is not very advanced and it is what I have understood from the scriptures, I am really confused, and I thank you for the patience you will have to answer me

Dylan writes:

“Anyway, you have noticed me a few times, I catch every one of these gazes with an open heart. I think you know who I am by now.”

Dylan means to say that he is receiving her glances in his direction with an open heart. Sadly, this does not necessarily at all mean that ‘she’ knew him as ‘Dylan’ let alone as a person she noticed on campus.  And even if they had ‘been together in a report’ in first semester (with just him or a team collaboration? we don’t know the specifics), it may me it was one brief class project and he didn’t really register or ‘click’ for her to remember him or his name.  He may have just been one of many kids in the class and he was probably quiet during the report.  But in his mind, working with her was everything to him.  

He took great notice of her and drinks in the sound of her laughter. So, when Dylan sees her in the hall during 5th period in second semester, and her eyes meet his in a kind of fleeting, unconscious, unknowing glance back in his direction ‘a few times’, to Dylan, he is hoping she will really and truly ‘notice him’ and he is entranced by these brief exchanges between them, it gives him hope.He is hopeful..in his futile fantasies - in receiving their momentary visual exchange with an open heart. Perhaps even saying a little mantra to himself in his mind  ‘see me; I love you’.   In sending out these signals, he hopes that she will eventually ‘know who he is by now’.

If we can believe what his mother said, that this girl he pined for didn’t know Dylan at all, it would make sense when he opens his suicidal-love letter with this: 

“You don’t consciously know who I am, & doubtedly unconsciously too.”

In Dylan-speak, without all the long-winded, flourishy prose:   ‘Not only do you not know me consciously as a person your subconscious doesn’t even know me.  Basically,  I don’t even register to you in this world on any level of acknowledgement as a person.

He truly sees her; she sees him but is totally unaware that he sees her.

i dream of...credence?

the i dream of jeannie graves/credence AU i didn’t want to write a whole fic for because it’s pretty crack-y but then i wrote all of this, anyway. it’s ~1600 words of sort of summary almost not!fic. (there’s also mentions of grindelwald/dumbledore)

ok, so captain percival graves, united states air force, is on some kind of a test space flight when his one-manned capsule comes down, nowhere near the planned recovery area. in fact, he’s pretty sure he’s landed on an uninhabited island. a desert island. he checks his capsule but he can’t send an sos back to base. he can only hope his tracker was working long enough that a rescue team will come get him. while he’s exploring the beach, he sees a strange bottle. it’s beautiful and, curious as to how it got there, he picks it up.

as soon as he does, black smoke comes billowing out and he drops the bottle. the smoke materialises into the form of a young man, and graves wonders if he hit his head when he crashed. the man is wearing a black velvet vest, cropped and edged in gold. his chest is otherwise bare, dusted with dark hair, the vest barely concealing dusky nipples…graves shakes his head. he needs some water. but his eyes drift back to the impossible man. his pants are sheer, and graves’s face heats as he notes the shapely legs barely concealed beneath them, all the way up to…and he sighs in relief, and MAYBE the slightest disappointment, when there are solid briefs giving at least a modicum of modesty. all in all, he looks like a…

‘genie?’

the young man’s eyes snap to his and he tilts his head. he starts speaking in a language graves can’t understand and graves rubs his eyes vigorously. the man is still there when he opens them, babbling away. ‘i wish you could speak english,’ graves says and the next minute the man says, ‘oh, thank-you, master, now you can understand me,’ in perfect english.

graves faints.

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Part Two Of Chapter one.

The happiness that Rick and Michonne felt was very short lived because as soon as they arrived at school, they were escorted to the principal’s office for leaving campus without telling an adult. Rick’s mom was the principal which made everything ten times worse.

“Rick, what were you thinking? You know you aren’t supposed to leave school during the day.” May said.

“I know, but I wanted to show Michonne–”


“It is always about a girl with you, isn’t it? I don’t want you speaking to this girl ever again, I want you to focus on school, on your grades.” May put her hands on her hips.

“I’m the only friend she has. I can’t just abandon her. I mean, isn’t that what you always told me? Never abandon a friend?”

“Never abandon a friend, unless that friend gets you into trouble.” His mom reminded him.

“But it wasn’t even her fault. She didn’t even wanna go.” Rick argued.

“Fine, since you rarely get into any trouble, I’m letting you off with a warning. This time.” She said pointedly. “But if this happens again, Rick, there will be consequences. Send Michonne in.”

“She doesn’t understand much english. She’s from France, remember?”

May sighed, “Fine, you can translate.” May and her husband sent their son to France during a foreign exchange program. They wanted Rick to learn a new language and gave him the option of going wherever he wanted. He chose France and surprisingly he came back 10 months later as fluent as ever.

Michonne walked in and May thought she was absolutely adorable. She seemed shy and she kept looking at Rick, seemingly to make sure he wouldn’t leave. They both sat down and Michonne dropped her eyes to her lap.

“Rick, tell her that she isn’t in any trouble this time, but there will be major consequences if this kind of thing continues.”

Rick turned to Michonne, “Elle dit que vous n'êtes pas en difficulté, mais cela ne peut pas continuer.”

Michonne nodded, “Pouvez tu dire je suis désolé à elle?”

“Mom, she says that she’s sorry.” Rick said. Michonne raised her eyebrows at him in surprise.

“Elle ta mère?” She asked.

“Oui.”

May was fascinated, watching them communicate. She had no idea what they were saying but Michonne looked surprised. “Go on you two, school is almost out.”

Rick nodded at the door and Michonne waved at the principal. May smiled softly and waved back. She watched as Rick took Michonne’s hand and led her out of the office. May knew that her son was quite fond of Michonne and she didn’t blame him.  

Meanwhile, Michonne and Rick were going their separate ways. Slowly unclasping their hands, Michonne said goodbye and Rick said it back. He watched her walk into her classroom and he smiled to himself. He left to go to his own classroom. When he got in there, everyone was “ooh-ing and ahh-ing” Rick rolled his eyes and sat in his seat.

“Where’ve you been, Mister?” His friend Sasha asked.

“The principal’s office.” Rick told her.

“Why? Your mom usually doesn’t bother you during the day.”

“She was pissed ‘cause I left campus for lunch. Nothin’ major. She’ll get over it.” Rick said, with a wave of his hand.

“She’d better. You can’t miss the party next month, I refuse to let you.” Sasha was the party girl of his click. She always knew when and where the hottest parties would be. Of course these parties took forever to plan and everytime Rick heard about it, it’d be a one or two month wait but he enjoyed those parties. He and his crew of dudes loved going to the parties Sasha knew about. They were fun and Rick was definitely not going to miss this party. Not for anything.

“I never miss a party. I’ll even bring a friend.” Rick said, as thoughts of his sweet Michonne clouded his mind. He loved her smile, he loved her laugh, her long dreads, her sparkling brown eyes, her dark skin. He loved her accent, her sweet voice and he loved how sweet she was to him. How sweet she seemed to be to everyone. He’d protect her at this party, he wouldn’t leave her side because he knew that if he did, she’d never trust him again.

The parties were wild, and people got hurt. He’d be damned if anything bad happened to Michonne.

“You got a new friend?” Sasha asked, interrupting his thoughts. “Is this a ‘friend’ or a ‘friend’?”

“What’s the difference?”

“Shhhh.” The teacher told them.

Rick sighed and Sasha whispered, “Don’t be an asshole, you know what I’m talking about.”

“She’s just a friend. Now be quiet, before you get us into trouble.”

It had been about a month since Rick and Michonne met. Ironically, she had never even met his friends but all that was about to change. Soon.

After last period, Rick left class in a hurry to go and find Michonne. He saw her leaning against a locker, she looked uncomfortable as the biggest asshole in school was so close to her, she could probably feel his breath on her skin.

Rick walked over to them and spoke, “Leave her alone, Negan.” Negan and Rick were the biggest rivals in the entire school. Everyone knew how much Rick loathed the guy. Negan knew how much Rick hated him, too.

Negan backed away with a grin, “I’m just havin’ a fuckin’ conversation with her, Grimes.”

“Go have a ‘fuckin’ conversation’ with someone else.” Rick told him. He grabbed Michonne’s hand and started to walk away until Negan came and stood in front of them.

“You know what, Grimes. I am sick of your shit. You think you’re the fuckin’ king of this fuckin’ school. You know who the king is? Fuckin’ me. If I want to talk to the lady, I will.”

Rick rolled his eyes, “You wanna talk to her so badly? Go ahead. Say what you have to say.” Rick didn’t move. He tilted his head to the side and waited.

Negan chuckled and turned to walk away. Everyone was watching. Rick took Michonne out of the school and into the parking lot.

“Rick, qui était-le?” Michonne asked as they got into Rick’s truck.

“He’s just an asshole.” Rick said, he shook his head and sighed as he started the truck. Michonne threw her backpack in the backseat and put her seat belt on.

The ride was quiet. Rick looked pissed off. Michonne placed a hand on his knee and he sighed. He stole a glance at her and gave her a reassuring smile. They pulled up to her house and listened as Rick killed the engine.

“Je voulais savoir si vous souhaitez pour être mon, plus un à cette fête en deux semaines.” Rick was telling Michonne about the party. It sounded interesting to her ears. Her birthday was in two weeks and the party would be after that, to her it sounded like a celebration part two.

Michonne smiled and nodded. Rick gave her his number and made her promise to call him later on. She grabbed her bag out of the backseat and got out of the car. Rick waved at her and she waved back as she made it to the front door. Once she was inside, Rick drove off. The party was about to be so much more fun than Rick thought it would be.

Michonne locked the door and kicked off her sandals as she called out to her father, “Papa?”

“In here, ma cherie.” Michonne walked into the kitchen to see her father making some of his famous french soup.

“Ça sent bon.” Michonne said with a smile, as she let the last word of her sentence drag.

“Thank you, so how was school?”

“C'était bon.” Michonne said sweetly.

“Good.”

“Je pense que j'aime, Rick.”

Her father frowned, “Quelle?”

“Yes, papa. He was my first friend.” She reminded her father.

“Michonne, when we moved here, I told you no boys.”

“Et je vous l'ai dit, je ne comprenais pas pourquoi.” Michonne said, with extreme sass. “You only hear what you want, no?”

“Your english is getting better.”

“ Et d'ailleurs, il y a eu un mois depuis que je l'ai rencontré.”

“I’ve never even met this boy, how do I know he’s not another Mike?” Michonne huffed. She hated when he brought up Mike. He knew how she felt about that no good sack of shit.

“Pourquoi êtes-vous si méchant pour moi? Vous êtes celui qui m'a forcé à venir en Amérique, maintenant je ne peux pas choisir qui sont mes amis? Pourquoi?” John knew that his daughter was upset. He had to relent. He had to.

“Fine. Mais je encore ne pas aime ca.”

“Tu ne le jamais, papa.” Michonne rolled her eyes and walked away. She went to her room, grabbed her cell phone and put Rick’s number in. She threw the phone onto her bed along with her body. She was exhausted. She kept thinking about the guy Rick protected her from. They seemed to really hate each other. Michonne thought Rick was popular, that everyone loved him but that was a cliche and life wasn’t peaches and cream.

It got later and late, so Michonne decided to call Rick. He answered on the second ring and it sounded like he was speaking to someone.

“Hey, Michonne.”

“Salut. I call back if you are… busy, yes?”

“You don’t have to. Ma mère travaille juste sur mes derniers nerfs.” Michonne giggled at that.

“Et mon père a ete travail sur le mien.”

Rick chuckled, “That’ll happen. So, you ready to start practicin’ more english?”

“Rick, vous savez que je peux difficilement vous comprendre lorsque vous utilisez votre twang.”

“Sorry, force of habit. Now, Je vais dire une phrase et je veux que vous me disiez exactement ce que j'ai dit.”

“D’accord.”

“Alright. Last night I went to the store to buy a bunch of candy.”

“Mmmmm, you tell me you went to store to buy… candy?” Michonne guessed.

“Yes!” He heard her squeal and it made him chuckle.

“This party, you know everyone that is going?” She asked.

“Mostly. A bunch of my friends are. You’ll like them.”

“Will they like me?”

“Of course!” Rick said. “They’ll love you, trust me.”

about avi leaving pentatonix #PTXForever

So.. Maybe i’m a little late but i need to talk about this. (And i’m really sorry about my english, i’m not fluent)

I just got back from school and got the news that Avi is leaving Pentatonix.

This caught me out of guard but i can definitely understand his reasons.

I can’t imagine how hard was for him passing for this and how even more hard was to make that decision and talking to the other members.

I can’t imagine how was to the others members listen to this and how hard was for them too.

In my heart, Avi is never going to leave Pentatonix, and Pentatonix always going to be a part of Avi.

Is comforting to know that the friendship between them still there and for me is the best part of all of this.

They going to write different paths now but they always going to be there one for each other.

I’m still going to support Avi because i love him and i want to see him happy. I’m going to support his career and music and i hope you guys do this too.

I’m still going to support Pentatonix or whatever Kevin, Kirstin, Mitch and Scott decided to do.

I know that Avi leaving is going to be a big lost, but never forget that Pentatonix still have 4 members who are very talent and are here for us.

I hope Avi and Pentatonix can be happy in their ways and i’m going to be here for them

This tumblr still going to post about them both, so don’t worry about that.

Thank you and let’s stay together <3

Drunk

Originally posted by ablankkk

Request: Arguing with Taron, which ends up with him leaving the house and coming home drunk and trying to get you to not be mad at him anymore.

Request: Could I request more fics where Taron speaks Welsh to OC? Because Taron speaking Welsh is my weakness

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The rain was pouring down in a consistent pace, it’s sound multiplied by the complete silence. Here you were, in the flat you shared with your boyfriend of two years, alone.

It had just been minutes since Taron had left the place, only the shattered glass in the kitchen reminding you of his rushed exit.

After an attempt to put yourself together and collect the broken glass, you had decided to just leave it there. It was undoubtedly your sheer reluctance to clean Taron’s mess up after him. You were not his nice little wife that fixed his shit without question. You weren’t that kind of women, and would never be.

Involuntarily you felt your anger boiling up again, causing you to clinch your fist. You wanted to follow Taron’s example of destroying something while just seeing red.

You still couldn’t believe what had just happened.

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Top 5 Final Fantasy Antagonists

It’s not like I have 3 fics to finish 2 of them with deadlines, nor like I am facing a mayhem of time chaos, or that I have the basic human need to sleep, nope. Let’s just find something else to spend time on. So here we are.

Because this will feature spoilers related to FFXV under a cut at the end, I have to do this now. Tags! Please, I tag everyone that wants to do this, and all I ask is that you mention me in the post @hannibalcatharsis-zero because I want to read people’s opinions, thoughts, biases, whatever, on your top favorite FF antagonists. You don’t have to make it as lengthy as I did, but I do talk a lot.
If I may, I’d like to directly tag @lvl99fangirl @adrastia @fujoshilyfe @datamarluxia @haeng-syo-peace@dancing-aqua@allowthisfam​ if you want to, simply because I’ve exchanged some words with you before.

Enough endless intro, on to the huge post.

Runner ups:

- Rufus Shinra (Compilation FFVII)

A rare case in FF, he’s neither an experiment, hybrid of some sort, madman or blessed/cursed with some awesome powers. 

This guy is entirely and purely human and therefore is all the more cold heartedness, lust for power, intellect and cunning. Seeing him the first time in Advent Children was one thing, but going back and seeing the stuff he did in FFVII? Even before that? Man, Papa Shinra wasn’t a nice man at all, but apples don’t fall far from the tree and the prodigal son sure as hell did some bad stuff and planned worse. And tried to kill dad more often than his other two brothers did just to rule in his stead even more ruthlessly than the old man. 

Good thing it just took a damn WEAPON firing, explosion and near death experience, Meteor falling and Geostigma to make him consider atoning.

I actually want to see him on the FFVII remake more than anything else really. Full HD Rufus on the prime of his full power-mad and evil persona? Damn.


- Kadaj, Yazoo & Loz (Compilation FFVII) - specially Kadaj

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I love Sephiroth’s Remnants, particularly Kadaj. They’re all so childish (including Yazoo!), which I find rather interesting when you know they’re parts of Sephiroth. Shoutaro Morikubo’s voice acting was beautiful and really built Kadaj’s threatening and deadly persona, while having the feeling of mean but lost child you kinda want to hug. Or would want to, if he wouldn’t likely kidnap your children, torture and kill you.


- Snow Villiers (Lightning Returns Final Fantasy XIII)

Yes, I know he’s not a real antagonist (not for long anyway), but look at him. He needs to be mentioned just because look at him.  

Holy shit.


–My top 5 favorite antagonists–

(not in order of preference!)

- Sephiroth (Compilation FFVII)

Originally posted by xsephiroth

Sephiroth is the name even non-FF fans know of. You have to give to a character when they create such a huge impact overall.

He is visually striking. When he did get voice acting, his voice is memorable (the Japanese one more, but the English isn’t bad either). His theme is memorable. He commited one of the most unexpected and memorable main-character murders in games specially as of 1997, and for that reason remained engarved in gaming history. He overall has all the immediate aspects to make him memorable.

The fallen hero that became a villain instead when he loses his mind after finding about (and missinterpretating) his origins as a genetical experiment. Personally, seeing his downfall in Crisis Core made me all the more fascinated with him. I grew to like him a lot more after seeing that, the change that happened to him. How awesome was Sephiroth, seriously? He was kind. Funny even. Man, Hojo is one of the most truly evil characters in the wholeout FF franchise.

The only one with shitty father (the worst) who DIDN’T kill him! Man, seriously, Rufus tried, Genesis did, so did Seymour. Seriously Sephiroth, why didn’t you kill Hojo.

Crisis Core is excellent overall. One of the saddest games.

I honestly don’t know how to exactly pinpoint what makes me like Sephiroth so much.

But the music helped too.
EVERYONE that knew me in 2006-2010 knew this song. I made sure of it.



- Genesis Rhapsodos (Crisis Core/Compilation FFVII)

Originally posted by caerberus

Genesis doesn’t really get a lot of love, and I can’t really blame long-time fans in particular. But personally, I find it a shame.
It does help, I think, that I don’t take Crisis Core in its English version. The whole FFVII universe exists in my head in its Japanese format, I’m sorry to the voice actors of the Eng sub. Gackt’s voice is Genesis’s (well, that’s the point really. He is a lot more irritating in English.

I love everything about this guy. I love the melancholia he lived in, the search for purpose/understanding through parallels, the obssession and obssessive persona he created, the search for friends of equal worth, the utter self hatred, the madness he fell into.
Genesis is tragic.

And the just little (little) stabs and just friendly twists of the knife on Sephiroth’s psyche “We’re all monsters, I’m a monster, but you’re the worst of all. You’re the defination of monster, you know? But hey, I want you to be my friend, help me out :) “

I find it a huge tragedy that he outlives so many people when he didn’t plan to.


- Seymour Guado (FFX)

Originally posted by datamarluxia

My love for this guy exceeds my argumentation ability.

The nihilist even before I knew what nihilism was. I for one never minded his English voice, which in later years I found that people had a quirk against. One of the things I appreciated was to see him fall to madness and how it reflected in his voice turning fiend-ish. I like that he’s the counterpart/parallel of Yuna and how she turned her goal into preserving life and overcoming pain while he decided to end life to end pain.
With the life he lived, you can hardly NOT understand why he sees the world like that. Ostracized for being half-Human half-Guado when obviously he had no fault on that; his father who DID have a part on that shipped him away with his mother arguably for their protection; his mother commiting second-hand suicide to help him gain public appeal against him literally crying for her not to (I wonder why he would prefer his mother alive, huh? I still love those memories in Zanarkand Ruins so much); finally being accepted because he fucking exceeds at magic and has the most powerful Dark Aeon one can have only to see the utter corruption of the world and the religious-political regime that ends up confirming and preaching what he knows from experience - life is about suffering and will ever be.
Yeah.

And he’s the definition of ‘doesn’t die’ (Sephiroth too). I mean, you KILL him at 30% of the game, and he literally returns more than to haunt you :) that’s 4 fucking fights, and overall most people can agree that Seymour Flux was one of the hardest storyline boss fights in the franchise. Many tears were shed under countless hours of attempts only to be crushed each time under Total Annhilation attack.

Besides, not many antagonists include in their plans literally marrying the protagonist (and beforementioned parallel)and having one of the most beautiful wedding purposals 

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and one of the most awesome weddings ever in gaming history,  in my opinion.

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- Caius Ballad (FFXIII-2/Lightning Retuns)

Originally posted by cleyra

Caius saved Final Fantasy XIII trilogy for me.

The whole point of making a post on antagonists/villains is because these characters are a structural part of any story - any FF in particular. FFXIII severily lacked and failed overall to me because of this. Then came this guy and as soon as he appears in the intro, you cannot take your eyes off him.

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Caius has got to be one of the most selfless antagonists in the franchise. He’s mean, yeah, but you get his point from the get go. He’s willing to end everything and everyone if it means he can save a girl that has been suffering endlessly (in his view at least - that was one beautiful twist in the story/interpretation, Noel’s words about Yeul’s reincarnation).

And you know what, another rare thing in FF antagonists: he’s successful. He got what he wanted, most of it anyway, including his death. There were some setbacks and unexpected stuff for him in LR indeed (he didn’t plan the Chaos of Yeuls binding him in the paradox, but well) but he got pretty much his biggest three wishes - kill Etro/kill himself, unleash Chaos and Valhalla to destroy time and save Yeul.
Not everything ended up exactly like he envisioned, but the result was basically the same. And he was happy.

Also. The voice. The fcking VOICE. Liam O’Brian, man.

The pain in his words!

And the music!


- Ardyn Izunia (FFXV)

Originally posted by datamarluxia

Well this part isn’t spoilers yet so:
The voice. The. fcking. voice. The range of emotions Darin de Paul and Fujiwara Keiji have in their performances is amazing. Ardyn is so unique, so regal, over the top if he wants and so often funny. So captivating. 
His whole image/pose is striking, the way he stands and moves. Will anyone deny that that entrace in the fucking BEAUTIFUL MAGESTIC throne room in Kingsglaive didn’t immediately steal all and any attention to himself despite his surroundings and King Regis standing in the throne? He owns a scene the moment he appears.

Originally posted by verryfinny

I also found his more human image (meaning his realism really - you don’t get an antagonist in FF looking this real when it comes to mid/late 30s) quite appealing when compared to others. He’s beautiful obviously, like all others, and still clearly FF-ian, but he’s less ‘facially perfect’ compared to several others before him.

-spoilers- henceforth obviously

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giftie  asked:

Please im begging​ you to write more about your story where Hide is in the hospital with amnesia

Hide is released from the hospital a couple of days later after they monitor his condition. Hide still hasn’t regained his memories. He doesn’t even remember his own mother, but she has hope that he’ll eventually remember. Kaneki visits Hide every day after school, and he tells him what happened that day. Kaneki can tell that Hide loses interest quick because he doesn’t really understand what Kaneki is talking about most of the time. Kaneki quickly moves on to something else, and brings out some things he got from Hide’s room. 

“This is yours. I got it from your room.” It was a pack of CD from English artists. Maybe that could help Hide somehow. Hide just stares.

“Why were you in my room?” Hide questions, looking over at Kaneki. Hide seemed a bit upset.

“I-I, um-” Kaneki doesn’t know what to say. Hide has never gotten upset when Kaneki went to his room.

“Hide, sweetie,” Hide’s mom intervened. “Ken-chan just wanted to make you feel better. You never minded when he went in there without you.” 

Hide look unconvinced, but bit back a comment. He mumbled a thank you.

Kaneki could feel his eyes tearing up and excused himself. He made a beeline to the bathroom and locked himself in a stall and cried and cried until he couldnt shed one more tear.

He waited until his puffed eyes were normal again and went to Hide’s room. He was eating his dinner when Kaneki walked in.

“Ken-chan, I’m glad you’re back. I have to run home, but I’ll be back soon. Please look after Hide.” She kissed the top of Hide’s head and then Ken’s before she left. She has always been kind to him.

Hide ate in silence while Kaneki read a book. The air was heavy and awkward and he could feel Hide’s eyes on him.

“What kind of relationship do we have?” Hide blurted out.

Kaneki thought it over. They were friends. Best friends!

“You’re my best friend…And I’m yours…” Kaneki didn’t seem too sure about the last part.

Hide seemed to accept the answer and went back to eating. When Hide’s mom came back, Kaneki told her he had to leave because he was needed at home, a lie on his part.

The next day, Hide was released, and Hide’s mom called Ken, telling him they were home and not at the hospital. Kaneki headed to the Nagachika household right when school was out.

Hide’s mom answered and welcomed him in. He went straight to Hide’s room where the door was wide open, but he didn’t step in. Kaneki knocked, grabbing Hide’s attention, who was reading something when Kaneki interrupted. 

“Can I come up?” Kaneki timidly asked.

Hide only nodded, slightly red faced. He closed his book when Kaneki sat at the edge of his bed.

“How are you feeling, Hide?” 

“…fine.” Hide looked away from Kaneki and at the ground, avoiding eye contact. Kaneki felt like his heart was being squeezed. “How are you?”

“I’m fine,” lifting his hand to his chin. He was fine physically, but seeing Hide like this really hurt. It hurt more than anything.

“Remember I asked you what relationship we had? And you said we were friends.” 

“Um, yes..” Kaneki remembers it, but he wished to forget that Hide would ask something like that.

“Were you lying?”

Kaneki felt like he’d just been kicked in the stomach.

“N-No! Hide I would never lie to you.” Kaneki was crying by then.  This was too much for him to handle. He covered his face so Hide wouldnt have to see him crying.

He felt the bed shift as Hide sat closer to him, right next him, in fact, hip to hip. Kaneki pulled his face from his hands and was nose to nose with Hide. He could make out every injury Hide received thanks to that accident. He saw the scraped skin and the fading black eye. He moved his eyes to Hide’s. They stared into each others when Hide gently tilted his chin and pulled him into a kiss.

Kaneki eyes shot open-wide in complete surprise but he didn’t find himself fighting it. He kissed back. Kaneki could feel the cut on Hide’s lips with he ran his tongue over it. His lips were still slightly swollen from his accident. Their kisses were gentle and Kaneki made sure not to hurt him.

 When Hide pulled them apart, both boys now red-faced, he asked, “Do you like me?”

“I-I, you’re my best friend, of course I like you.”

That wasn’t what Hide wanted to hear. He looked annoyed by Kaneki’s response.

“Okay.” That was all Hide said when he moved away from Hide.

“W-Wait! Hide, why did you-”

“Kiss you?”

Kaneki shyly nodded.

“Because I was testing something out…”

Testing, Kaneki felt his stomach churn, Again, Kaneki felt tears fall.

“You’re always crying.” He wasn’t annoyed, he was just stating it like a fact.

“Hide would have never used me…” Kaneki whispered but loud enough for Hide to appear.

“I’m still him.”

Kaneki shook his head. “My Hide would never…” Kaneki stopped before a sob broke past him.

“Your Hide, huh…He loves you…I mean, I love you… I mean…” Hide pulled at his hair frustrated. He grimaced, his head was hurting so bad.

“Hide…”Kaneki delicately removed Hide’s grip from his scalp. Kaneki didn’t need Hide hurting again.

“I was reading, my diary… and it had you in it…a lot. I-I’m always writing things like, ‘Kaneki smiled a lot today! Success!’ or ‘Kaneki was gloomy today. Tomorrow I will fill his day with extra smiles and laughter’ or ‘Kaneki looked cute today! I wanted to smooch his cheeks! Mwah!’” Hide was blushed slightly and it matched Kaneki’s own face. Hide wrote that every day. “Am I really that kind of idiot?” Hide asked, laughing slightly.

“You’re not an idiot…You’re wonderful.” Kaneki couldn’t shy away now; he had to comfort Hide now.

“I think I might be in love with you. Or at least me with all our past memories…but even without them, my heart always beats faster with you, and I feel really happy.” Hide smiled at him.

Hide was always open about things with him, but it was about other things like “Kaneki, I’m constipated!” or “Kaneki, I popped the biggest pimple on my ass the other day!” But this, this was so new to him.

Kaneki brought Hide into a hug and he returned the embrace. Kaneki took in Hide’s scent: he still smelled like a hospital and vanilla.

My Grandfather speaks rapid Cantonese to me.
He’s telling me what he wants from McDonalds.
The kid behind the counter rolls his eyes at this.
The woman behind us in line says “Speak English” under her breathe.

The grip my Grandfather has on my arm tightens.
My Grandfather can speak English.
He can understand English.
He can write English.

But he came when he was in his twenties, and he has an accent
that will never leave.
And when he speaks English
he hears-
“How long have you been here?”
“Can you repeat that again?”
“I don’t understand you.”

And it humiliates him.
This man who left his family,
who left his life to make a better one.
The bravest man I know
is embarrassed of his accent.

And in McDonalds,
the man who crossed the pacific
in a freight boat with no papers
and no one he knew in this country,
bows his head in shame.

—  Gwai Lo