Thinking about how kissing Tenna would probably make your hair stick up all funny because of the static electricity. He would make some joke about it and try to flatten it back down but just make it even worse with his stupid giant ass hand. I feel like there's joke potential there like he could just give you a peck on the forehead and you would look disheveled like you just made out sloppy style.
The idea of getting shocked by the screen in general is so silly and cute to me.
NOTE: If drive says 'can't scan this file for viruses' - that's normal and simply because its a big file. just ignore it LOL
GUIDE: 0:00 Regular programming -> 12:27 Music channel -> 35:24 Programming and Infomercials -> 1:44:00 Music channel pt 2 -> Loop
Includes audio from:
Soundsnap.com
Retro Game Room Experience (ASMR) - super3dcow
1987-12-15 - The Wonderful World of Disney - A Disney Christmas Gift (KUSI-TV 51 San Diego) (RAW BROADCAST)
Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog 106 - Sonic Breakout
Its 1992 in Kmart - Actual Reel Tape Music Playlist . Vaporwave . Mallsoft
A HUMAN'S TOUCH // ELECTRIC DREAMS
Dancin On Air-Dance Party USA 1986 (RAW BROADCAST)
As Seen On TV Infomercials Compilation - Tuokiy Darby
There are more shorter clips and sound effects but like. whatever <3 If anything comes up that ur curious about, feel free to ask and I can probably find it again xD
p.s.! extended version of this post!! ty to my love michy for encouraging me to write this <3 muah
dazai feels so strongly towards you, it scares him a little bit. it takes a lot for him to become so infatuated by someone
dazaiâs had very few romantic relationships with genuine feelings involved, if any at all
unlike his other love interests, he didnât want to simply charm you; he wanted you to genuinely like him the way he likes you
that doesnât mean you have to fawn over him all day, every dayâŠbut he wouldnât complain if you did
even a simple âgood morning, dazai-san, i hope you have a good day!â is enough to have him clutching at his chest
heâll hold his cheeks and sigh as he daydreams about you like a schoolboy with his first crush
heâll watch you from afar, hearts practically floating in his eyes. you could be picking your nose and heâd just smile like an idiot
youâre just too pretty! is his excuse. it takes a particularly hard smack from kunikida to bring him back to reality, and even then, he catches his gaze wandering to you
everything is just so mesmerizing!! how your hair falls when you tie it back, how your face scrunches when youâre confused, how you play with your fingers when youâre nervous
when he gets flustered around you, heâll try to play it off, but you can see the way his cheeks turn the slightest shade of red before he gets himself back under control
follows you around like a puppy. oh youâre taking a break? what a coincidence, he was also just about to take one! itâs almost like itâs a sign for you two to go out on a date!
utilizes his talent for little white lies just so he has an excuse to talk to you. hiding your jacket so he can offer you his, stealing your favorite pen so you have to borrow one from him
and when you thank him with that pretty smile of yours :( itâs like an arrow went straight through his heart
when you see dazai add a single cup of coffee to his tab that morning, only for him to present you the biggest bouquet of all your favorite flowers that afternoon
he just canât help himself when it comes to small touches. tucking your hair behind your ear when it falls in your face, thumb brushing away that stray piece of rice on your chin, nudging his feet against yours under the table at the cafe
and if you ever reciprocate any of these to him, heâs done for. sitting next to him instead of across from him, holding onto him when the street gets crowded, asking him how heâs doing
dazaiâs weakness is people being kind to him; if a mission goes awry and you scold him to be more careful or offer to bandage him up, heâll melt into a puddle on the spot
itâs always been obvious which paperwork is his: the unfinished ones!!
itâs even more obvious now that the pages are covered in little doodles of your name, scribbled around hearts and flowers
he knows heâs down bad when even the things heâs done for years somehow make his mind stray back to you
when heâs back at his dorm, he can hear your voice in his head as he pours himself another glass of sake, telling him he should take better care of himself. (his heart races at the thought of you taking care of him instead)
and when heâs just drunk enough, instead of wallowing in his futon, he thinks of you. were you sleeping now? he hoped so. what kind of drunk were you? would your cheeks flush? would you be clingy?
for once, he wants to sleep. at best, he dreams of you. at worst, he has nightmares about losing you, but time passes quicker and he can see you sooner. heâll cuddle his pillow closer and imagine heâs buried against your chest instead
DAZAI ăŒ dazai loves to sleep. specifically, he loves to sleep next to you. the hum of your voice and your gentle touch is far sweeter to wake up to than the sound of his alarm, and he selfishly basks in your attention for as long as possible. âosamuăâ you trace down the bridge of his nose, booping it. âitâs time to get up.â your lips brush his forehead, then his nose. he forces back his smile as he waits for you to reach his lips, furrowing his brows when it never comes. he blinks open his eyes to be met with your smile. âi knew you were awake.â his pout stays even after you finally give him a proper kiss. âthat was mean. you always see through me, donât you?â he dramatically sighs as he drapes himself over you, tangling your legs together. heâs not letting you go so soon; if it were up to him, he would laze around with you for the rest of his life (and after that, too).
CHUUYA ăŒ the cheap takeout containers looked out of place in chuuyaâs luxury apartment, but the situation felt so normal he almost didnât know how to act. later that night, he would return to the depths of yokohama as a port mafia executive, but eating dinner with you, he was just chuuya, the person. your mouth is full of gyoza, cheeks puffed and sauce smeared against your lips. you offer him a piece when you catch him staring, holding out your chopsticks for him. âsay ahhăâ he tries to frown but your grin is contagious, and he takes a bite just to not give in to it. he daps your mouth with a napkin as he chews, pinching your cheek. you thank him with another smile, stealing a pepper from his meal. he never thought he'd be able to relate to the civilian couples he saw, cherishing something as simple as eating dinner, but he thinks maybe they're onto something.
RANPO ăŒ youâre still snuggled in bed when ranpo returns to the bedroom and places a plate of pancakes in front of you, decorated with pieces of fruit and dollops of whipped cream. âta-da!â he makes himself comfy next to you as you start to eat, swallowing down butterflies at the thought of your praise. he usually wasnât one to bother with cooking, but he wouldnât be the self-proclaimed worldâs greatest boyfriend if he didnât. âthese are so good! youâre the best, ranpo!â he grins. âarenât i? my turn!â he opens his mouth, waiting for you to feed him a bite. you share the treat until only one strawberry remains on the plate. âyou can have it,â you offer. âyou worked so hard to make breakfast, after all.â itâs a tempting offer, and normally he wouldnât hesitate, but this is you. he stabs it with the fork, handing it over. you eat it with a smile, kissing him in thanks; your lips taste like strawberry juice, and itâs even better than the real thing.
FYODOR ăŒ fyodor gets up before you every morning. he straightens the sheets on his side of the bed and tucks you further into yours, leaving you with a kiss on your head. today, he patiently watches you sleep; the warmth of you snuggled against him rivals his morning cup of tea and he decides to stay, just for a little longer. he admires the way your hair knots on his fingers as he soothes the strands, and smiles at how you subconsciously arch further into his chest when his cold hands grazes the skin of your back. he almost feels bad when his doting finally wakes you up. âgood morning, my dear.â his chapped lips press a kiss to your cheek. heâs half way out of bed when your arm is tugging him back down. âdonât leave.â he raises an eyebrow at you. thereâs lines of code to be written, plans to make sure get followed through, but they werenât looking up at him with irresistibly rosy cheeks and batting eyelashes the way you were. âfine,â he sighs, like he couldnât use some more rest, too. âonly for a little longer.â
TECCHOU ăŒ getting out of bed without waking up tecchou wasnât easy, and you smile after successfully doing so. you start your skincare routine quietly. itâs when youâre rinsing the cleanser off your face, dapping it dry with a towel, that you finally notice tecchou standing in the doorway. if the cold water didnât wake you up, that certainly did. he was cuter than usual, with sleepy eyes and especially messy hair, but he still startles you. âyou left.â he says simply. he watches you finish your routine through your reflections in the mirror as he starts to brush his teeth, asking questions about what youâre using. âi didn't think youâd be interested in skincare.â youâre surprised at how serious he looks when he shakes his head. âitâs important to know your partnerâs routines,â he wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head as you put on moisturizer. âand i like watching you. youâre pretty.â
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