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dishurtsyou  asked:

Regarding your Matsuri omake translation I just thought to inform you that you should have probably left note about last part because I believe last part was meant to be reference to "Hana no Ko Lunlun",your translation of ルンルン is correct because it does mean "happy" but it actually could be translated to Lunlun as well and I do believe Ishida was doing reference with Matsuri because if you look at plot of that series it matches Matsuri a lot,just informing in case you didn't knew :)

Hi. Thanks for writing to me, but sometimes a banana is just a banana. Not every word Ishida writes is a literary reference. And I, being born in the 80s, obviously watched Lunlun on TV growing up: Matsuri is in no way an orphan who genuinely likes helping people, has a gentle heart and marries a fairy Prince. Matsuri is, in fact, so removed from Lunlun I’m struggling to see what similarities you might be referring to.

Also, “happiness” is in that omake because the joke is that Matsuri came to Urie to propose marriage (via sex) and left happy and the reader has to decide whether it means Urie and him had sex or if Matsuri’s gone so far the shoujo hole he finds just sleeping next to the person he likes happiness. The dirty/pure punchline is the joke, not that Ishida was hiding an anime in there.


Happy 15 Million, Jack! I wish I could have made a better edit, this one isn’t how I’d really like it but OH WELL. It’s the thought that counts, right? I’m also late, because I’m always late for these things. By the time I get something out no one cares anymore. Still, ima ramble anyway.

I haven’t been here the longest. I came around at 8 million subs, my first video being your 8 million subscriber video. Still, even though I’m not one of those people who’s been here since 3 subs, I still care. Sometimes I think I care too much. Regardless, this community is up there with my family, friends and cat for things near and dear to my heart. It’s been an inspiration, something to go to, as a cure for anything from boredom to a shit day. I’m not old. Or, at least, not as old as a lot of people on here. I discovered YouTube at 10 years old. I grew up on YouTube and even all these years later it still hasn’t disappointed me. YOU haven’t disappointed me. Not once. Every single goddamn day you’ve been there, which is a lot more reliable than a lot of things in our messed up world. There’s not a thing on this earth I could do to properly thank you for that, so I’m just going to keep doing what I’ve always done. Watch, laugh, and put my edits out there into cyber space to hopefully make other people smile too.
Thank you.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.