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Makoto Shinkai: Sky

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This is so gay my heart might just burst

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spin this wheel of hobbies

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"The sun sets on this side of my mind" I just finished watching the Bridon Arc of Link Click and my heart is broken 😭

So here is an obligatory fanart of these tortured souls. Now excuse me while I go cry in a corner...

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Alright remember when I said delays fpr emergencies/power outages....well my flight got delayed so Im not getting home to my internet until late tonight and Ive been up since 2am already so...Im a day late by the limit of hours in the day. Chapter will be up Saturday, sorry

Aggggh I have a two-day interview this week for a job I really want! Wish me luck! Im so excited/nervous.

Also in other good news, I can say as a define 100% (barring emergency or power outage) the next chapter for Department of Mysteries will be up Friday once I get back from the interview. Thanks for the patience! I'll post a scene later tonight!

This should also mark its return to a regular posting schedule (monthly for now, but if I start getting ahead then I'll bump it up to ever two weeks)

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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

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it's so wild to me that you absolutely cannot force a hyperfixation to happen. like you'll watch the most perfectly tailor-made-for-you content that everyone says you'll love and feel absolutely nothing, and then the thing you watch on a whim to fill time will reach through the screen and put its damn fingers in your brain and start rearranging the neurons right in front of you and every single time you're like THIS??? THIS??????? and this happens like every 6-12 months forever

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Spin this wheel of ~300 AO3 tags three times.

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im having feelings about the uffington white horse again

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Next chapter's going to be a longer one (it 4.5k now, I'm thinking it'll be around 6k after additing th last scene and editing).

First scene for the next chapter. Havne't gotten to editing or much proofreading yet so subject to changes and corrections

Noya stood up on the bench, straining his neck to get a better angle to see the door. 

Surprisingly, for a weekend, there were a lot of people already in the Great Hall. Then again, it was a Quidditch weekend and considering that some of the heads Noya saw were literally wearing giant badger ears or snake tails…maybe it wasn’t so much a surprise the weekend was more crowded today.

“I don’t see him,” Noya announced.

“He’ll be here,” Yamaguchi said.

“You sure he said today?”

“I’m sure he said today.”

“Well, I don’t see him,” Noya announced once again, hands on his hips as the bench wobbled precariously underneath him. 

Daichi yanked him down by the back of his sweater. “Get down before you fall.”

Noya collapsed back on his seat with a huff. “Well, excuse me for being a good friend. It’s been an entire week, for all we know Tsuki already forgot what we look like.”

“Considering he was in the hospital visiting and not for a concussion, I doubt he forgot us,” Daichi said flatly.

“I don’t know,” Ennoshita mused, “if anyone could decide to forget people out of spite, it’s Tsukishima.”

“Exactly. Which is why I’m going to wave him down!” Noya made to get up on the bench again, then paused, twisting around to glare at them. “Wait, why am I the one doing this? I’m the shortest one here. Asahi, get on the bench!”

“Uh, I don’t--”

Asahi was pulled up to stand on the bench, which was definitely creaking now. 

Noya gave him a thumbs up and handed him Flumpy. “Here hold him up! Even if Tsuki forgot us, he could never forget Flumpy!”

“For better or worse,” Ennoshita added.

Noya ignored him, looking up at Asahi. “Do you see him?”

“Oh, um,” Asahi looked over the crowd. His eyes widened. “Actually…”

It turned out that they shouldn’t have worried about knowing Tsukishima had arrived. They would have been able to tell already, based on the room alone.

The crowds in the Great Hall went quiet before whispering started up.

Through it all, a single figure made himself known.

Tsukishima ignored them all, parting through them like parting a wave. The look on his face discouraged heavily anyone approaching him and slowly the whispering died down and the normal excited conversation of a Saturday morning took its place.

Tsukishima joined the table. “I take it they read the news.”

“It was kind of on the front page,” Yamaguchi told him. “”No one gets attacked in the Ministry. Pretty sure everyone’s heard by now.”

“Technically, not an ‘attack,’” Tsukishishima said dryly. “I believe the Ministry’s official stance is that a, what was it, ‘bumbling desk worker must have stumbled on something he shouldn’t in the Department of Mysteries’. Workplace incompetence, you know how it is? No need to even pay severance.”

Tanaka sat up. “That’s some trollshit! Everyone who heard about it should know it was an attack.”

“No one gets attacked in the Ministry,” Tsuksihima parroted Yamaguchi’s words. Then, he shrugged. “And practically, without evidence of an attacker, there’s no clear indication the damage was caused by a curse and not just one of the Department of Mysteries experiments handled wrong.” He waved a hand at the crowd of students. “No one wants to believe there’s any danger. Accidents are a lot easier to believe than an attack where it’s supposed to be safe.”

“The Aurors finished the investigation,” Ennoshita asked.

Tsukishima nodded. “Not that there was much to do. There was no sign of anyone else there by the time the Aurors arrived and Akiteru couldn’t even admit to what he was doing there, much less tell them he might have been attacked for a reason. He didn’t even see who did it, so there’s no one Ghost he could point to as proof.” He sighed. “No, as far as the Ministry is concerned, a young Ministry employee got curious about a place he shouldn’t be going, faked an excuse to get in, and messed around enough to get injured. Fire him and case closed.”

Yamaguchi grimaced. “But, Akiteru’s doing okay?”

Tsukishma’s shoulders relaxed minutely. “Yes, he’s fine.”

“And that’s what’s important,” Daichi reassured.

“Well, that’s one of the things,” Ennoshita said. “Another pretty important detail is we still don’t know how the attack actually happened. And if the Ministry's already closed the investigation, then it’s not like we’re going to get any clues there.”

“Like we were ever counting on the Ministry,” Tanaka said, voice dark. “The Minister’s not going to believe us until we literally shove proof in his face.”

The group went silent, each remembering exactly how their last conversation with the Minister went.

“I hate him,” Noya muttured. “The Minister’s an idiot.”

Asahi elbowed him sharply, hissing out. “Don’t say that.”

“It’s true.” Noya argued. “If only he’d bloody listened last time--”

“That doesn’t mean you should say it out loud.” Asahi looked quickly around to see if anyone was listening, not relaxing even when he saw they weren’t. “Whatever we think privately, it doesn’t mean his threats weren’t real.”

Noya drew up before immediately deflating.

“Sorry, Asahi,” he said quietly.

Asahi gave him a small smile.

“Maybe we shouldn’t be talking about any of this here anyway,” Ennoshita said, looking around. “We never know who’s listening.”

Yamaguchi sighed. “This is definitely making us paranoid.”

“Paranoia or practicality?”

Yamaguchi grimaced. “Both. And to think, most people here just get to worry about the Quidditch game.”

“Right, the game.” Tsukishima stood up. “I need to go tell Atsumu I’m back.”

“Wait, what? You’re still playing?” Asahi stared at him. “You just got back!”

Tsukishima shrugged.

“Yes!” Noya crowed. “See, that’s the spirit! Tsuki’s finally admitting he loves Quidditch!

“Don’t call me Tsuki,” Tsukishima orered flatly.

“Who cares about that? It’s a Quiddditch miracle,” Noya jumped up to fling his arms around him.

Tsukishima, with practice, side stepped out of the way. “It’s not about that at all.”

“Then, what is it about,” Yamaguchi asked. “I’m sure Atsumu would understand.”

“Would he, though?” Ennoshita muttered. “Atsumu’s Quidditch crazy.”

“Doesn’t matter either way,” Tsukishima said. “I’m not doing it for Atsumu.”

“Then, why are you,” Asahi asked.

Tsukishima frowned, answer not immediately forthcoming.

Finally, he just nodded at the crowd in the Great Hall, still mostly talking about Quidditch but eyes still darting to Tsukishima every now and then.

“Well,” Tsukishima said disdainfully, “it doesn’t really matter; but, if they’re going to be gawking anyway, at least it’ll be at a game.”

Aggggh I have a two-day interview this week for a job I really want! Wish me luck! Im so excited/nervous.

Also in other good news, I can say as a define 100% (barring emergency or power outage) the next chapter for Department of Mysteries will be up Friday once I get back from the interview. Thanks for the patience! I'll post a scene later tonight!

This should also mark its return to a regular posting schedule (monthly for now, but if I start getting ahead then I'll bump it up to ever two weeks)

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Aggggh I have a two-day interview this week for a job I really want! Wish me luck! Im so excited/nervous.

Also in other good news, I can say as a define 100% (barring emergency or power outage) the next chapter for Department of Mysteries will be up Friday once I get back from the interview. Thanks for the patience! I'll post a scene later tonight!

This should also mark its return to a regular posting schedule (monthly for now, but if I start getting ahead then I'll bump it up to ever two weeks)

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I think cis people should also be their gender of choice. Like, if you're a man, you should get to really enjoy being a man- have fun with it! If you're a woman, take the parts of womanhood that really deeply make you happy. If being a little androgynous or ambiguous or hidden is the part that really makes you happy, you don't have to be trans for that. If you wanna lean really hard into being femme or masc- do it! You have one life in your body, do what makes you happy. Ditch the stuff you don't like.

My sinister queer agenda is I think that everyone should be the gender they like in the way they like it.

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