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speckle and bertie from tuca amd bertie were so harutaka bro

Wooo long time no A3! post! Saw this in my drafts while listening to a sappy playlist and decided to finish it. Based on the prompt: “I have been in love with you for years.”

This is just tooth rotting fluff and I’m actually super happy with how it came out asdfghjlajalkl I had to take a break while writing bc I could feel myself fangirling.

Anyway, here’s a short Izumi x Sakyo scenario!

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It’s a late night for Izumi and Sakyo as they sit at the dining table, working hard at balancing the logistics of the troupe.

Without warning, Izumi all but flumps her upper body on top of the table.

“Oi!” Sakyo yelps, indignant. “Don’t mess up the files with your nonsense.”

Izumi languidly adjusts her position to shift a deadpan stare at her (business) partner.

“Tired.” she grouses.

Sakyo merely sighs and leaves Izumi to wallow in her own world, resuming his work.

Minutes tick by, and just like clockwork, Izumi’s soft snores start filling in the silence of the night. Simultaneously, Sakyo starts losing his focus, eyes unconsciously drifting over to the object of his affections.

Perhaps its just him being lulled in by the quiet comfort of the early morning hours, but Sakyo feels himself more drawn to his childhood friend than usual, and slowly reaches his hand out to brush Izumi’s hair out of her face.

‘Soft…’ Sakyo’s mind so helpfully supplies him, as he carefully threads his fingers through her brown locks.

As if responding to Sakyo’s gentle actions, Izumi leans further into his touch as well as she can while still fast asleep on the table.

Sakyo suddenly feels his heart seize with a great affection and closes his eyes, taking deep breaths. He inwardly allows himself a moment of weakness - a moment of vulnerability - and lets the warmth spread throughout his body.

He is all too familiar with this feeling - this mind-blowing endearment that takes over him every so often whenever he finds himself a little too introspective.

Sakyo is snapped out of his musings when Izumi suddenly opens her eyes, her gaze fixed on his, still with some traces of sleepiness present but alert nonetheless. Sakyo is helplessly pinned by her gaze as he continues to carefully comb through her hair with his fingers.

A sleepy smile takes over Izumi’s face. “That feels nice.”

Sakyo makes a noncommittal hum in response, but doesn’t stop.

Izumi’s eyes scan his face, and Sakyo can’t find it in himself to look away. They continue like this for awhile in the silence, both of them carried away by the ambience they’ve found themselves in.

“You know, Sakyo,” Izumi elects to break the quiet, using a low voice as if being careful not to scare him off. “Treat a girl like this, and she might start to get the wrong idea.”

Sakyo’s hand stills, but he doesn’t pull away. “…What kinds of ideas?”

Izumi lightly places her hand over his hand that is still entangled in her hair. “Things that aren’t always said out loud, but things you can hear in the silence,” she bites her lip before whispering, “Ideas about… love.”

Sakyo’s heart skips a beat and he feels his face warm, probably mirroring Izumi’s own reddening face. Carefully - almost reverently - he takes her hand and entwines it in his. Sakyo slowly brings Izumi’s hand to his lips, and presses a soft kiss against it.

“And what if I told you,” Sakyo mumbles, his lips still pressed to Izumi’s hand, “That I have been in love with you for years.”

Izumi’s eyes widen, then crinkle as she beams at him, pure unadulterated affection reflected in her eyes that Sakyo has no doubt is reflecting back at her just the same in his.

Hey tumblr, I forgot about this place

But it’s pride month

So uh: Banri Settsu!

I realised again how A3! only lasted for like 2 years but it made such a huge impact on me like few other games. I don't really follow JP server except for looking at new cards and stuff bc it's too much work and it's not the same experience. It's like I'm still following a friendxs social media without reaching out bc we drifted apart. It's nice to see them enjoy their life and I DO wish to be part of it but it's simply not possible without a lot of work I can't manage without running myself haggard.

Still, it has such a special place in my heart and though I continue to mourn it at times, ultimately the pain of our farewells has faded into nostalgic times I cherish dearly and can finally remember fondly. It's somehow bittersweet how it doesn't evoke strong emotions anymore like it used to, whether positive or negative. But I guess it's just part of the passage of time. Some friends aren't meant for a lifetime and that's OK.

Dolphins (and Tabasa) was officially on Dogma’s shitlist that day

Reference: (by WolvZephyr)

so there's this one indie game i really like...

A3!?!? In this economy!?!? You betcha!

God anyone else thinking of kanoshin

sometimes i jumpscare myself randomly remembering when jin said he'd like takane to be a mom in a kagefuture edition

whatever. shinaya enchanted au. i said whatever!

momo goes emo

happy 15th

those first couple weeks after escaping a time loop have gotta be disorienting as all fuck. all those little cues that used to tell you what's about to happen are now triggers that cause you to brace for something that isn't coming. you have to relearn the permanence of death -- hell, you have reacquaint yourself with the entire concept of finality altogether. everything keeps changing but it never changes back and you keep having to remind yourself that this is normal. "it won't reset anymore," you echo to yourself, over and over and over, like a broken record, like you're still trapped in a loop, like someone who escaped the time loop but was doomed to bring it into the future with them

Happy birthday, @labarch! Have a cursed wizard tree!

If you haven’t heard about Labarch’s ‘Treefrey theory,’ you can read it here. (Careful, it contains important spoilers for the Witch Hat Atelier manga.)

If you haven’t read Witch Hat Atelier yet, please give it a try, it is absolutely gorgeous.

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“… and then, he offered to sit down with me after his classes so that I could teach him about flower language so he could better understand the symbolism in his shoujo manga! Isn’t that sweet?” Tsumugi smiled softly, watching as his troupe members cooed at the memory. After all, it wasn’t every day the Muku Sakisaka appreciation club could meet, they needed to tell as many wholesome stories as possible about the young actor until they could reconvene next month. “Ah, that is absolutely splendid! In fact, it reminds me of our last tea party! Young Muku-kun seemed so excited to tell me that in the gardens of the glorious St. Flora academy, he spotted a bush of roses, which reminded him of moi. Why not even one of my poems could do the feelings of pure joy that I felt that very moment justice… However, I would be happy to give it an attem-” “he drew me a picture.” The words of the sleepiest winter troupe member made the conversation go silent. 10 eyes all stared as the man slowly pulled a piece of neatly folded paper out of his hoodie pocket and displayed it to the group. There, drawn in a very shoujo-esque style, was Hisoka himself, dressed like royalty with a strangely shaped crown atop his head. “He made me a marshmallow prince…” He stated, smiling to himself, “He gave this to me when we went to the cat cafe the other day.” “That’s it,” Azuma stated, shooting up from his seat at their table at Guy’s bar, and pulling out his wallet from his back pocket. “I’m doing it. I’m adopting him.” “Azuma no, you can’t” “I can and I must. Look at him, he’s so pure, so good, I simply want to give him the entire world, so I’ll do it. How much do you think his parents will take? I’ll give them all I have I-| He was cut off by the feeling of a large hand on his shoulder, and turned his head to see Tasuku. “Azuma no, You can’t” “Tasuku…” “Azuma you are being ridiculous… We aren’t worthy…” Azuma sighed, placing his wallet back into his pocket before sitting down, his head in his hands. “You’re right… we aren’t…” Guy, who had been silent this entire time, finally spoke out, breaking Azuma from the spiraling trance he had started down. “I think…” He began, waiting until he had the attention of his troupe members, “We should use this as a learning experience. And promise to better ourselves, and become the good people the Little Prince deserves…” “Agree”

This is your daily reminder that my friend made an Of Covens and Magicians playlist and you should listen to it cause it’s really good

Kazunari brings Misumi to his art school to hang out on the campus and then they decide to have fun painting together for half an hour on some spare $1.6 a pop 5x7 canvas boards, and then a professor walks in and starts gassing Misumi UP, like stumbling back in utter amazement at his "profound grasp of shape and color" etc, and suddenly there are like 7 feral art teachers in the room urging Misumi to pursue his gift, chatting amongst each other about securing his scholarship, marveling at the triangles he painted, "his comprehension of composition, shading, light", and they are EATING IT UP, "we could be looking at the next Picasso in the rough", even Kazunari's like "okay, it's getting a little much, but go Sumi!!"

And then there's like a week long stint where Misumi's never at the dorms or missing practice because the art profs are keeping him busy at the university, he comes back caked in charcoal or paints or oils or literally whatever at the crack of dawn only to go trudging back yawning at 10 AM. And then suddenly the headmaster's sitting in the living room with a grave expression like "listen, he has a GIFT. He is BORN TO CREATE ART. LOOK AT HIS SHAPES" it's all just triangles, good for Misumi. "You're going to have him rot in THEATRE? LOOK AT THIS." They're actually putting up a fight to take Misumi from MANKAI. The headmaster and the feral art profs vs Izumi and MANKAI, just yelling over each other about what's best for Misumi. And then,

"Are you daft?! Are you blind to this boy's potential?!" one prof yells. "He could be the most important contribution to Cubism since Popova!"

And then Misumi, at the table ignoring everyone's nonsense in favor of doodling triangles, suddenly looks up. Perturbed.

"What-ism?"

And then the scene cuts to next week where absolutely everything is the same again and no one breathes a word about art school

I remember a couple months ago thinking about Fuuta returning to the normal world post milgram only to find his account had been hacked and suspended in his absence.

But now it's like actually a possibility he could get out of milgram and enter into a post-twitter world

"How the fuck do you kill something as big as Twitter???? Guess I'm gonna spend more time on Reddit lol"

"Yeah so-"

"You're fucking kidding me?! Again???"

(I made this on my phone so it's not great)

『 One day, I will hold everything that I pursue 』

happy birthday to one of my biggest inspirations again~

THE FINAL ROUND!

A3! Web Manga Translation — Chapter 303: Gap

Hisoka won't wake up to have his measurements taken, so Muku…?

Featuring: Yuki, Muku, Hisoka Original at https://manga.a3-liber.jp/comic/1997/

Note: Yuki usually calls Muku メルヘン坊ちゃん, which roughly translates to Fairy-Tale Boy, and A3!EN gave to us as Wonder Boy. In this chapter, he considers changing it to メルヘン筋肉; literally, Fairy-Tale Muscle. I tried translating it appropriately given that information.

Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 1 Group 3

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

Faraway Friends: Sunny, Aubrey, Basil, Hero, Kel, Mari

Spring Troupe: Sakuya Sakuma, Masumi Usui, Tsuzuru Minagi, Itaru Chigasaki, Citron, Chikage Utsuki

Submissions are still open!

Faraway Friends:

They are a close friend group Mari and Hero act as older siblings to the younger kids

Spring Troupe:

okay okay listen to me LISTEN TO ME. they start doing this whole family skit thing as an acting exercise (Itaru as the dad, Citron as the mom, Tsuzuru Sakuya and Masumi as the kids (in age order), Chikage as the grampa when he shows up) and yes okay it's a silly bit but they ARE a family, okay, they take it very seriously, they all have some level of issue surrounding family but they have EACH OTHER now, i BELIEVE they and everyone around them describe themselves as a family unit but i don't have the energy to fact check that. hell tsuzuru wrote a play for them all that was specifically ABOUT making a little found family unit. they're so good. fuck.

THEYRE SO GREAT ALSJNSNSNDJ. I can’t find the right words for it rn but. They are my favorite characters of ever and I love their dynamic<3