I Binged A Couple Of Yes Minister Episodes When I Was Sick In Bed Some Time Ago. It Will Always Be My

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You've heard of the Wright Anything Agency, now get ready for..!!!!

.....I actually have no idea what to call this group, do you guys have any ideas? :o

Some thoughts about Sebastian Debeste:

Sebastian can play the piano. It’s one of the few things his father couldn’t dissuade him from; it was the one thing that was always just for him. He hoarded sheet music like a guilty pleasure, and played whenever the house was empty.

Sebastian has always had a habit of conducting while talking. It doesn’t matter what’s in his hand - a pencil, a straw, a twig - anything nearby is at risk of being picked up swung around a bit. When Justine gets to know him better, she gives him a genuine conductor’s baton as a gift. He carries it everywhere; it’s the best gift he’s received in a long time.

He wondered about the grades. Nothing seemed to click the way it did for his classmates, and he passed anyway. He didn’t feel like he really understood what the teachers were talking about, and he passed anyway. A steady thread of anxiety hummed under everything he did, hand in hand with the worry in the back of his mind that if he questioned too much, his constructed happiness would fall apart.

He doesn’t go back to school. He takes correspondence courses and shadows Miles Edgeworth in court. He relearns everything he thought he knew; he takes the bar exam again, and when he walks out of the test, there’s a feeling of real accomplishment that’s unfamiliar and exhilarating. He doesn’t learn the way most people do - his needs are different, something about himself that he never had the chance to know before and would have buried in shame if he did. 

(He ignores that little hint of sadness Miles and Justine have behind their eyes when he explains the way he understands things now. They think he deserved better, and he did, but it’s too late for that. He has better now.)

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Though it's quite weird, I suddenly fall in love with gender-reversed Klavier...

I'm sorry that I didn't post anyone yesterday, thank you for your kind words and praise. Here's Detective Gumshoe for you!!

just try being a different kind of animal. ok? [x / x / x]

(id in alt text and under the cut, lineart also under the cut!)

[image ID: A Disco Elysium fancomic featuring Harry Du Bois, Titus Hardie, and Kim Kitsuragi. Panel One: In the upper left, there is a text box that reads: "AUTHORITY [Challenging - Failure] - You've ruled out so many bad options now! You'll get them this time for sure. Harry, with a smug expression and a pointed finger, says, "Lol you sipping from your water bottle? Ok dude. Haha." Panel Two: Titus, holding a bottle, has a confused expression as Harry continues, "Enjoy your wa-wa. Bottle baby." Panel Three: Harry, arms crossed and expression confident, says, "When I get thirsty, I get my partner to turn on the hose and I stand six feet back and snap at the jet of water like a dog." Kim can be seen in the back, rubbing at his face in exasperation. Harry has a thought bubble which contains an image of Kim holding a hose and shooting water into Harry's mouth.

A Disco Elysium fancomic featuring Harry Du Bois, and a cat version of Kim Kitsuragi (a small black cat with glasses and an orange jacket). Panel One: Harry puts on the Shades of Self-Destruction, contemplating their appearance with a "Hm…" Siileng is giving him a thumbs-up from the background, saying, "Looking good, officer!" Panel Two: Harry looks over at cat-Kim, and asks, "What do you think?" Panel Three: Cat-Kim, sitting on boxes, looks blankly at Harry. Panel Four: Cat-Kim slaps Harry's face over and over, accompanied by numerous "THWACK" sound effects. Harry is recoiling and the Shades of Self-Destruction are half off his eyes.

A drawing of a dog version of Harry Du Bois. He is a brown dog with shaggy fur. He is standing up and looking off to the side--his eyes are covered with fur. Underneath this drawing, text reads: "Where am I?"

A Disco Elysium fancomic featuring Kim Kitsuragi and a dog version of Harry Du Bois (a medium-sized brown dog wearing Dick Mullen's hat and the horrific necktie). Panel One: Dog-Harry sniffs at a spill on a table. Panel Two: Dog-Harry props himself up onto the table and begins trying to lick the spill. Panel Three: Kim enters with an angry expression, saying, "Hey! No. Yucky." Dog-Harry has a shocked expression. Panel Four: Kim looks sternly at dog-Harry, who turns to look up at Kim with pleading eyes. A lowered-opacity image of a seal sitting on land and looking at the camera with wide, wet eyes is in the upper right of the panel. /end ID]

Musicians can light up each other. ^^

You gotta know that there'll always be some fuck up men when you're just a nobody band.

Nobody band held a live in a nobody California livehouse, which suits perfectly. The light was dim, the crowd was lack of interest someway, everything was just not in the Mr.Right style. (what? not that Mr.Right, don't think too much.)

My band was kinda used to this situation, if I had to tell the truth, we played our splendid music and the livehouse paid us, that can be a deal, contract even. However, that day was maybe meant to be different. Then I noticed a guy weaved his way across the crowd, nein, nothing 'bout that people would even care to stand and listen to our music intoxicatedly, it was just something mattered to his style - that style truly is my family through my career, that not-going-to-change style, criminal, drugster style.

Call it a D.A. instinct, for then I witnessed him pulling a bottle of pills out and talking to the girl next to him, they were nearly only an inch below my stage, even less.

For some kinda morality or I simply did not wanna my band's live trans into a drug party, but whatever.

"No drugs here." I grabbed the mic, nevertheless he won't listen to me. Of course! Why would he?

"DO. NOT." I said again. And he showed his middle finger like a fuck-u posture and I saw that youngling was about to take that pill.

Just a single second later I got rid of my guitar and left it roughly on the stage. Somewhat I was glad I didn't choose to bring my fave one today, 'cause that I'm certainly going to regret after all this. But right now, I don't give a shit.

I jumped right to that guy, from the stage, just like diving. Might astonish my teammates? Egal was soll's, but I heard my drummer shout something like "KLAV!!" while Daryan solo for a few sentences, definitely. God his solo sucks.

And yep, I punched him straight on his face and I think I did break a few teeth of him because the bleed just leaked out of the corner of his mouth. And he punched me and I punched him, punches, punches, punches, balabala... Until the hooter rang through California's night. I gonna leave an "Opps." here, ja, I can be a boring guy sometimes.

Daryan didn't say a word while that goddamn police took me away. Fine, wonder what you guys can do without your first guitarist and perfect singer. Nein, I knew he's not going to leave and I won't lose my D.A. place and I'm NOT going to pay that fucking impolite dude damages.

So it even took him a while to get me out of this damn place. Whatever, I thought it might be better to hold our future lives in our popedom. At least in that way police won't be a trouble. Never.

"Screw u. " I said. Kicking a stone away， leaving that lockup behind.

Daryan didn't seem to be mad as usual. Shrugs. I guessed he wanna say something like ur welcome but he said,

"That was a freaking good sucker punch."

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Klavbastian Headcanons

- Sebastian has been a closet Gavinners fan for years, so when he finally met Klavier he was so starstruck that he walked directly into a wall. Klavier, being the overall good dude that he is, goes over to help Sebastian up and Sebastian immediately starts talking about how much he loves Klav’s music in the most technical terms possible. Like, he talks about tempo and dynamics and discusses really complex music-theory stuff. Klavier is so happy to finally meet someone outside of the band who understands these things, so they wind up talking for hours during their first ever meeting. 

- Klavier has a few piercings, including a tongue-piercing. Sebastian is unaware of the tongue-piercing until he goes in for a kiss and realizes that, ‘wait a second…why does his mouth taste like metal?’ and freaks out. He thinks Klavier accidentally stabbed his tongue and is about to call an ambulance until Klavier explains that: no, he has not been stabbed in the tongue; yes, he is perfectly aware that there is metal in his tongue; and yes, kissing him with his piercing in might be a very bad idea. Sebastian thinks the fact that Klavier willingly got stabbed in the tongue and has had metal in there the whole time is SUPER HOT, and gets exceedingly flustered whenever the tongue-piercing makes an appearance. 

- Klavier keeps some of Sebastian’s stim toys in his own bag, just in case Sebastian forgets his own. He thinks that Sebastian is utterly adorable whenever he talks about music or a particularly interesting case and winds up playing with his conductor’s baton. This is really great for Sebastian, since he never saw his stims as anything outside of ‘weird’ or ‘another sign that he’s an idiot’. But Klavier really likes it when Sebastian happy-stims, it means that his boyfriend is happy + it’s really fucking cute, and never shames him for doing so. 

- They write songs together! Sebastian plays the piano and prefers to write music, while Klavier plays guitar and sings. They collaborate on the lyrics and Klavier preforms some of their songs when he eventually strikes out on a solo career. 

- Klavier is fit as hell and Sebastian tries to go to the gym with him one day. It goes predictably poorly, since Sebastian tries to go too hard too fast and winds up exhausting himself within the first few minutes. They both come out on top in the end, though, because Sebastian gets to watch Klavier work out and Klavier has an excuse to carry his boyfriend out of the gym bridal-style. 

- This is Sebastian’s first relationship so he asks a few of his friends/co-workers for dating advice. He ends up combining these in the most outlandish way possible: sunglasses and leather for a movie date, ice-cream on the beach at 10:00 PM, and a dramatic love confession…at a Denny’s. Sometimes these are hidden gems (turns out that getting in a suit and teaching your boyfriend how to waltz in your small bedroom is surprisingly romantic) and sometimes they are horrendous (the squirrels have invaded the theatre everyone please evacuate). But even the worst ones have their own reward: Klavier’s genuine, holy-crap-I’m-dying laugh. It’s one of Sebastian’s favorite sounds.