saudade.

「the world— so lovable yet harsh— there were some who loathed it.」

[kuumin-blog]

Hello,I'm Hi from Vietnam. I've read your fanfic "Whishper" about KumiNon. Could you please give me the permision to translate the fic into Vietnamese (my language) for the Vietnamese's fans? Thankyou and best regard! <3

As long as you give proper credits then sure. :) please send me a link to it.

[incrediyeol]

same Tae, same.

[battlestory]

Battle Royale + Tumblr quotes

[goodoldmoon]

a game of ladies: ellaria sand ↳"A start? Gods forbid. I would it were a finish… Who else is there to kill? Do Myrcella and Tommen need to die so the shades of Rhaenys and Aegon can be at rest? Where does it end?”

[eva-420]

i feel bad for teachers because i distinctly remember my mom bursting into tears once when she was grading papers and she was just mumbling “theyre so goddamn stupid” over and over

[hill--tops]

every time i read this i laugh a little harder

[kawaii-ocean]

[our-escapism]

[moiradearden]

(x)

[katrinalaws]

Nyssa al Ghul in ‘Unthinkable’

[ginevra-red]

[kuumin-blog]

" you’re my partner …. "

[noseinabook]

New books! All the Hemingways are hand-me-downs from my mom, and Angela’s Ashes was a gift from my friend. 

[noseinabook]

[azumakill]

[kuumin-blog]

FANFIC | SPORTS CARS AND THINGS THAT GO BOOM [KUMIYURI SPY!AU]

► Sports Cars and Things that Go Boom SKE48, 1000~w, Spy AU (KumiYuri)

→ Kumi wondered what kind of god hated her to make her forget her glorious bag of hand guns, grenades, and other things that go boom today.  

A/N: Hello! It’s been a while. This is set in the same Spy AU as the GomaYukko short a billion years ago. This one features two other characters of the AU, Kumi and Yuria. I hope you enjoy Trigger Happy Kumi and Sassy Yuria. It’s a bit weird doing this again. sigh. oh well. Enjoy!

Rabbit bba also did some fics of her own set in the same AU but they are more like her version of what happens after the GomaYukko short. Here and here!

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[rabbitsandparades]

Fanfic - Dead But That's an Understatement (KumiYuri)

Dead But That’s an Understatement (Part. I) SKE48; 3,075 words; AU/Existential; KumiYuri A/N: Request fic for an Anon who might have forgotten of even requesting a story from me. It’s a two-parter (hopefully) because while I was writing, it just stupidly got longer and longer. The first part might be a bore but whatever.

I was watching Dead Like Me, so, it’s basically sort of a cross-over with that show.

Please, ignore my awful grammar and spelling.

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[kuumin-blog]

FANFIC | SPORTS CARS AND THINGS THAT GO BOOM [KUMIYURI SPY!AU]

► Sports Cars and Things that Go Boom SKE48, 1000~w, Spy AU (KumiYuri)

→ Kumi wondered what kind of god hated her to make her forget her glorious bag of hand guns, grenades, and other things that go boom today.  

A/N: Hello! It’s been a while. This is set in the same Spy AU as the GomaYukko short a billion years ago. This one features two other characters of the AU, Kumi and Yuria. I hope you enjoy Trigger Happy Kumi and Sassy Yuria. It’s a bit weird doing this again. sigh. oh well. Enjoy!

Rabbit bba also did some fics of her own set in the same AU but they are more like her version of what happens after the GomaYukko short. Here and here!

Read More

[kuumin-blog]

FANFIC | SPORTS CARS AND THINGS THAT GO BOOM [KUMIYURI SPY!AU]

► Sports Cars and Things that Go Boom SKE48, 1000~w, Spy AU (KumiYuri)

→ Kumi wondered what kind of god hated her to make her forget her glorious bag of hand guns, grenades, and other things that go boom today.  

A/N: Hello! It's been a while. This is set in the same Spy AU as the GomaYukko short a billion years ago. This one features two other characters of the AU, Kumi and Yuria. I hope you enjoy Trigger Happy Kumi and Sassy Yuria. It's a bit weird doing this again. sigh. oh well. Enjoy!

Rabbit bba also did some fics of her own set in the same AU but they are more like her version of what happens after the GomaYukko short. Here and here!

"Kuuchan, down!”

The sound of rapid gunfire almost drowned out her partner’s voice and Yagami Kumi dropped onto the floor in an instant to avoid the torrent of bullets suddenly raining down in the room. She blew the hair away from her eyes and glared at the imposing figures of the two men crouched behind the kitchen island. The loud sounds of heavy boots hitting the floor indicated that there were more men coming.

“Shit.” Kumi cursed under her breath, reaching for the gun she dropped a few feet away from her. The agents from the other company had arrived. She was out of ammo and cornered in the bedroom of the suite. Kumi wondered what kind of god hated her to make her forget her glorious bag of hand guns, grenades, and other things that go boom today.

Considering all things, Kumi probably shouldn’t be surprised at the arrival of the men. She knew the agents were going to come. This was their job after all – her agency just stole it. It was why she was originally scheduled to infiltrate the room and grab the suitcase filled with drugs and cash at 0800. Only, Kumi woke up late and had to do the job at 0900. Tough luck.

“I knew this would happen. This is all your fault, Kuuchan.”

The accusing tone of her partner’s voice made Kumi’s ear twitch and she fought the urge to rip the device away from her. “Well, if you did not insist on watching that stupid movie last night—”

“Shut it. Focus on the assignment.”

Kumi clamped her mouth shut but rolled her eyes. She moved to a crouching position and immediately, shots were fired and Kumi rolled to her side, taking shelter behind a turned over arm chair. “Trigger happy bastards,” she grumbled, firing shots of her own when she saw movement from the men in black. “I don’t think I can fight them off. I only have a few bullets left. Do you have any brilliant plans, Yuria?”

She could hear the snapping sound of typing in the background before getting an answer.

“Yeah, actually. How about not randomly firing your weapon because you’re ‘bored’? Or how about bringing more than one weapon next time?”

Kumi hissed and took cover when another round fired towards her. “How about you cut off the sass for now? You know I forgot my guns in the other car and I regret it deeply.” She fired at the men and run towards the safety of the wall. “Do you have a plan or not, Yuria?”

A scoff. “Idiot. Of course I do.”

Kumi knew it wasn’t the time but she couldn’t stop an amused smile from curving on her lips. Yuria can be really cocky sometimes and she’ll be damned if she did not find it attractive as hell.

There were more typing sounds before Kumi heard Yuria snap her laptop close. “Find a way to reach the balcony by the kitchen. There is a pool out there, you’ll have to jump. I will meet you there. Can you do that?”

“Can I do that?” Kumi let out a snort. “Watch me.”

She grabbed the suitcase lying on her side and held it tightly with one hand. Without any hesitation, Kumi jumped out of her hiding place and ran towards the balcony, firing her gun crazily at the two assailants as she used the suitcase to cover her head. From her peripheral vision, she saw one of the men get hit and go down but her smirk of triumph was cut off when a she felt fire on her thigh as a bullet grazed her.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Kumi hissed at the burning sensation. Ignoring the pain, Kumi threw her useless gun at the other man and used his distraction as a chance to climb onto the railing of the balcony and fling herself over and below.

The sudden feel of falling into the water and change of temperature sent a shock to Kumi’s body and she groaned. Making sure that she still had the case in her hands, she pushed herself up and swam to the side of the pool, pulling herself up over the edge. She rolled to her side just as shots started firing at her again from the balcony and from somewhere to her left. She jumped to her feet, ignoring the sting on her thigh, and ran away from the shots. The sound of tires screeching to a stop reached Kumi’s ears like some beautiful melody and she grinned when she saw a red Ferrari pull up a few meters away from her.

The windows rolled down and Kumi was greeted by the serious face of her partner, her hands gripping the wheel tightly. “Get in, Kuuchan. Now.”

“Well, don’t mind if I do.” Kumi smiled lazily and ran to the other side of the car before slipping in. Once safe inside, Kumi threw the case by her feet and faced her partner. “The Ferrari, Yuria? The red Ferrari, Yuria, really? Might as well spray paint ‘hello, we’re assassins!’ on the whole car, don’t cha think?”

Yuria’s lips twitched in the beginning of a smile as she stepped on the gas and sent the car flying, expertly swerving left and right as she avoided gun shots from the cars pursuing them. “If you don’t like my car then get out. Did you retrieve it properly?”

Kumi sighed and nodded with faux solemnity. “I’m just saying, you are not very discreet in your car choices. And yep, got it safe right here.” She tapped the suitcase for emphasis.

“Good.” Yuria’s eyes temporarily left the road and found Kumi’s leg. “Got hit?” Concern dripped from Yuria’s voice as she placed a hand on the injured part, trying to assess the damage done to her partner.

“Nah, just a scratch.” Kumi answered in a dismissive voice as she eyed the rear view mirror and counted the number of black cars after them. “Hurts like hell though. And I really, really want to get back at them for it. This is going to be a pain to heal to avoid a scar.”

Yuria turned her attention back to the traffic, her eyes fleeting from the buildings, the road, and the general vicinity. She calculated her road options before nodding to herself and flashing Kumi an affectionate grin. “Want to get back at them? You know I always pack at least ten different guns for you in each of my cars. Under the backseat, knock yourself out.”

There was an excited squeal and Yuria let out a small laugh as Kumi grabbed one of the M-16s before leaning half of her body out of the sports car’s window and firing wildly at their pursuers.

Yuria shook her head in amusement. Maybe having a trigger happy partner isn't so bad sometimes.

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