I’m stupid proud/excited about this, my wife’s first day of their last semester of college is tomorrow and I said I’d make them a special lunch. They requested onigiri WHICH THEY THOUGHT WAS THE SPECIAL THING, but I have cut hearts out of seaweed like the nerd I am and they’re gonna take this out of their bag tomorrow and see

The good news is that today a claw machine wouldn’t take my dollar, so I pressed the coin return button at random and for some reason it spit out three quarters and started up before I put money back in, so on my second try I won my wife a bear AND had a quarter left over

So I obviously did NOT finish the liveblog two days ago, sorry! Hopefully I can finish in the next week. Currently I’m at my father-in-law’s, where the wifi and cell service are spotty and everything besides the beach is generally miserable (he’s v controlling and so staying with him is not fun).
But I have some early nights next week and at least one should work to finish 106!

I’m kind of ignoring a lot of their conversation, I might come back to it later but for now a lot of it seems bullshitty and I haven’t decided how much is writing I want to glaze over and how much i think Haruka and Michiru are bullshitting for each other and themselves. (Michiru saying her dream is to be a violinist is 100% patented Kaioh public face bullshit, Haruka saying her past life and the end of the world has nothing to do with her is her bullshitting herself)

awashsquid replied to your photoset ““My entire concept of drawing is based on Titanic and I’m not ready…”

OKAY BUT THAT IS 100% WHAT HARUKA THINKS
later they have a conversation about it and Haruka realizes her error

It’s less a discussion and more when thy get comfortable Michiru asks if she might be allowed to draw Haruka, because she’d really like to.

Haruka agrees and when Michiru gets her sketchbook she starts undoing the buttons of her shirt.

“Haruka, what are you doing?”

“Letting you draw me.”

“Well, I assure you it ill look better if your collar isn’t undone quite so low.”

Haruka freezes. “Aren’t I supposed to be naked?”

Michiru also freezes, and turns very pink, because they aren’t THAT comfortable with each other yet, and much less comfortable with themselves. She stammers (yes, even Michiru Kaioh can trip over her words at times) that that’s not what she had ever meant, and maybe they ought to not do it at all today.

But then, you know, a little while longer, and they figure, why not? They might die in this mess, they might as well not let fear hold them back from this.