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Tumblr as the loud, alt, gnc nerd with coloured hair, a ton of Pride pins, and lots of merch

Ao3 as the quiet, unassuming book nerd that's secretly freaky as fuck

Does anyone else see my vision

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really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.

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please don’t disown me. something really bad would happen if i didn’t make this because my brain said so

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAHIRU!

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Yayy here's the Life section for Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins! I kept changing my mind on the themes/topics I wanted to include, but finally settled on something focused that I happy with, haha <3 Also a note – I’m hoping to edit my previous two sections soon, but to keep from other retconning, I’m going to keep the characters as their canon stated ages for this fic (Haruka 17, Yuno 18, and so on).

Yuno peered down at the tufts of hair littering the ground around her. She wouldn’t have thought twice about the drastic makeover placed right in the middle of her filming schedule. Neither would Kazui have, sitting beside to adjust his own costuming in the dressing room mirror. But both found themselves caught in the crosshairs of Mahiru’s unsettling stare. Her eyes flicked back and forth, peering into their very souls after each snip of the scissors.

At last, Yuno couldn’t take it.

“Hey, is everything alri—”

“No, it isn’t!” Mahiru slapped the scissors down on the counter, leaving Yuno’s hair at an odd half-cut angle. She retracted her hands close to her chest. “You shouldn’t be forced to cut such beautiful hair! This is all Mahiru’s fault…”

“What? Nobody’s forcing me. I’m the one who chose this.” In a rare occasion, Yuno’s smile came easily. She truly had chosen this, just as she’d chosen everything else here. (Even if she was currently second-guessing her decision to participate in the first place,) she found herself reeling from the thrill of control. She couldn’t remember the last time so many adults deferred to her preferences, accepted her words at face value, and consulted her about even the most minor of details.

But it appeared that while she was drunk on the power of choosing things like her song lyrics and topic to discuss with Es, Mahiru still couldn’t wrap her head around such a minor decision. “But… you always loved how you looked! You never fuss around as much as I do, trying to make myself look just right…”

Kazui nodded. “I gotta say, I was also surprised. You always acted so confident in yourself.”

“It wasn’t an act,” Yuno turned her head in the mirror, admiring the length of the completed half. The violent-toned locks curved and curled with new lightness. She looked up at Mahiru through the mirror. “I still am! That’s why I picked such a cute new style – I love the idea of being just like you.”

Mahiru blushed, not realizing just what a deadly serious statement it was.

“Plus, a lot of guys like the more mature look~”

“Oh,” Kazui tried to smother his surprise. “Are you… going back to work, then?” His attempt to sound neutral meant more to Yuno than he knew. The others never offered her morality lectures, but even their most well-intentioned safety ones were beginning to sound coddling with their frequency.

“I want to. That was never the issue, you know? It’s still something I’d enjoy doing.” Her hands fidgeted underneath the cutting cape. “At the same time, I worry… What if something happens again? What if it’s real this time? What if I think I’m doing everything right, only to realize too late that I’ve been reckless? I’ve been cowardly? What if… ah.”

Yuno cursed herself. A simple, I hope so! with a little wink would have sufficed.

She returned to the familiar feeling of a forced smile. “All I’m trying to say is, it’s somehow both relieving and worrying that my work wasn’t the problem. The real root of that death was always…” Just me.

“Society.” Mahiru narrowed her eyes knowingly.

“Y-yeah.” It was the one assumption she’d been welcoming, lately. It was easier for everyone to turn their judgement and rage on all those other things, rather than settle their disappointment where it truly belonged – on the cowardly, lonely girl who could have done everything differently.

She gestured her arms out to the dressing room. “So, I’m just going to focus on this video for now, and having fun with you all while I still can, and I’ll deal with all that later.”

Mahiru nodded. She picked up the scissors with a newfound confidence after the reassurance. Kazui, on the other hand, was less afraid of toeing the boundaries of the girl’s comfort zone. He took up the soul-staring himself. As much as Yuno tried to avoid the look, he spoke up.

“Would you permit an old man like me to pass along advice? I don’t wish to overstep.”

“Sure,” she said, praying he hadn’t changed his mind about the safe sex speech. “You know I trust you.”

“That’s just it, actually. You can trust me. And Shiina-chan. And everyone here. Please, don’t forget that.”

“Kazui-san…”

“No matter what you end up doing, keep talking to us, okay? I understand that fear – knowing that… society is responsible.” He was always too good at reading her. “and wondering, what if another accident happens?” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“He’s right.” Mahiru squeezed her shoulder. “You have all of us, now. We’ll make sure nothing bad happens, ever again!”

Kazui smirked. “Well, I can’t promise that, but I can promise that no one will get hurt like that with us there to help. Not another life, and certainly not you. You don’t have to do everything alone anymore.”

Yuno brought her hands to her face. “Oh, screw you both,” she said as she dabbed tears with her sleeve. “You’re ruining my makeup…” She let out a shaky laugh, and Mahiru leapt to hug her from behind.

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Happy birthday

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There is literally no circumstance where I support age verification to access a website. As I've said before I'm very much the "there's nuance here" person on almost everything but on this issue there's no nuance for me, it's awful and horrible in and of itself and it also sets an awful and horrible precedent

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kazui birthday!!

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Everyone’s posting their favorite vines, so I thought I’d hop on this bandwagon.

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What really ticks me off when talking about ai is when people are like "it's unavoidable" or "you'll have to learn to use it someday" or "its going to be part of the future" like no it's plenty avoidable actually if you have a spine stronger than a dandelion. You simply say "no" and continue to use your own goddamn brain.

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angel robot girl (angeldroid?)

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Happy birthday, Weronika! She got a present from her siblings back home ♡

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Chapter 3 Progress Report (August 2025)

Hello, it's been a while since I wrote one of these, hasn't it? This is a long update post about the behind-the-scenes of chapter 3 work and other things.

TL;DR: I finished writing the first draft and am working on proofreading.

About the progress

I finished writing the first draft for all of chapter 3, as well as the bonus episodes of chapter 3. I've also written the first draft for some other stories that I would like to release before chapter 3: bonus episodes of chapter 2, an interlude about Teruko's childhood, and an additional thing.

The next steps are to proofread all of these scripts. Please keep in mind that for me, proofreading is also a rather long process. For chapter 2, the time spent on proofreading alone exceeded 6 months. I apologize, it seems like it's rather slow. But also, please keep in mind that the amount of script to proofread is a bit. The combination of everything is several hundred pages. I'm surprised I wrote so much… I'm worried that some of it is too long.

Thoughts about chapter 3

It's very long!

Hopefully not too long!

…Sorry, there's not much else I can say without spoiling anything!

It's longer than chapter 1 and chapter 2, but not longer than both of them combined. That's about as much as I can say right now.

There are no guarantees on this, but I think that this might be the longest chapter in DT, and the rest will be shorter. I think in general, chapter 3 of Fangans are longer… That's just my guess, though.

Future plans

Work on visual assets will begin after proofreading, so once that begins, I'll have more interesting things to show you as previews. Currently, I don't have anything I can show…

I'm changing the program and method with which I use to produce episodes, so I hope that the end result is that I will be able to make them more quickly and efficiently than in the past.

I will definitely do another round of FTEs before chapter 3. Some time in the future, I'll put out a poll asking for what character pairs you would like to see an FTE of. Think about it carefully in advance until then!

I may start thinking about hiring additional staff. I may need art assistance, especially for the Argument Armament, Closing Argument, and Execution, because these things took a lot of time in chapter 2 to make. (It would be nice to have an animation assistant as well, but finding someone like that is probably out of the question…) There is the appearance of additional side/background characters, so additional voice actors may be needed.

Well, there is no guarantee at this point in time for either of these things. Working with people is overwhelming, so I'm unsure about it... It's just something to think about.

Lately, I feel like I want to remake the prologue. The quality is low, and many things have changed since 2020, so I feel like it no longer reflects the rest of the story well. However, I have a lot on my plate right now, so I'm not sure where I'll fit in the time to do such a thing.

Other notes

I would like to post more small content, like illustrations and comics, during this hiatus, but working on chapter 3 is very busy and unfortunately it's hard to find time to work on these things. Still, I do my best to post something every month or every two months. Please continue to keep an eye out for it.

Music videos aren't planned in advance, and they aren't part of a greater plan of the story. There is no such guarantee that every character will get a music video, or that all MVs follow some such theme, or something like that. They are just things I make on a whim because I like a song. You can consider them like doodles I post to social media.

Closing thoughts

It will be a long time until the release of chapter 3 is ready, so I am deeply thankful for your patience at this time. If you have the patience to wait until then, I am grateful. But even if you lose interest in DRDT during this time and move on to something else, that is alright too. As long as my works were able to bring you happiness at some point in your life, then I am grateful nonetheless. Please don't worry about these things.

Even now, I'm really surprised that it seems like there are a lot of people who are into DRDT. I'm very honored! Thank you to everyone who has supported me, and to everyone who will continue to support me. I'll continue to work hard on DRDT!

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Help Ahmed and his father

Ahmed ( @mazen-fmaily ) has been fundraising to help his elderly father. His dad faces a variety of health complications, including hepatitis, kidney disease, and heart issues. He relies on machines and ventilators for life support and Ahmed has to keep up with medical payments in order to keep him connected. On top of life support, Ahmed's father also needs daily dialysis treatments and oxygen. Serious emergencies sometimes arise where his father needs surgery.

Now Ahmed is also facing medical costs of his own. He was shot at while trying to collect aid for him and his father. He needs surgery to reconnect the tendons in his leg, or else it will have to be amputated. I have not included photos of Ahmed's bandaged leg to hopefully avoid this post being flagged, but if you need to see them yourself, Ahmed shared some photos in this post

Ahmed is the sole provider for his father. His dad relies on him not only for his health, but also to bring him food and water. Ahmed already had to walk long distances and put himself in harms way to find food for him and his dad, but now his leg is injured and he may even lose it.

Please share and donate if you can. Ahmed has a chuffed and a friend is also collecting funds for him through paypal. Donations through paypal reach him faster, so please donate there if possible. When using paypal, please add a note that the money is for Ahmed because Xana is collecting money for other families as well.

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Are you tired of standing with Gaza? It seems you are. I no longer see you writing, participating, speaking. Everything has become quiet... except Gaza.

You tell me: "I've been trying for two years, and everything I've done has been of no use." But let me tell you: No, you are not the one who should be tired. You are behind the screen. They are under fire. You see the bombing from afar, and they are under the rubble. You are silent from exhaustion, and they are being buried by the world's silence.

If you are tired of just following, what about those who are living through the massacre? Those who lost their homes, their families, their bodies, their names?

If two years of solidarity have weighed down your heart, what about those who have lived through two years of hunger, terror, and betrayal?

Don't say, "It's no use." Your presence, your voice, your awareness, your refusal—that's the difference. Don't be one of those who are tired of speaking, so they have become part of the silence. Gaza doesn't need your hero, but a person who doesn't ignore. Don't be absent. Don't be silent. Don't be the last to be let down.