#『 change your tune // au verse 』

[cpirits]

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

╰┈➤ DJ modern verse | Gorou pairing with @crimsononiarataki's modern [musician] verse

★ Gorou is a DJ at small night clubs around his city and the surrounding area, he goes by the name "DJ PawZZ". (get it, pause)

★ He wears dark/alt clothing (ie. fishnet shirts, crop tops, long coats, trip pants/ripped jeans, combat boots) regular sandals and sweatpants/crop top, simple stuff when not working/promoting.

★ He lives in a loft/studio apartment very minimalist. Sleeps on a futon bed that he puts away every morning into a closet. Has always wanted a pet, but is put off owning a real dog (it'd feel too weird), wants something small though--can't afford it yet.

★ Gorou is a closeted homosexual. He's not quick to reveal his orientation unless the person he tells is someone he really trusts. He's a switch, but prefers to bottom in anything sexual. He's secretly kinky (that'll be for another post later on hehe). He does have mannerisms that make him a target for hate though.

★ He has a lip piercing on the left side of his mouth, and some studs in one of his ears, the studs are red and black. He doesn't have any tattoos but uses fine red powder on the corners of his eyes (some say it doesn't fit his dark/alt clothing, but he likes it).

★ Sports a neutral tone backpack when out, it holds various CDs, a CD player/headphones for inspo, notebooks for ideas, incense (he lights some in a private room he gets at each club he works at to set his nerves--a cultural thing), snacks (HE LOVES PEANUT BUTTER ANYTHING, pretzels, yogurt pouches, Goldfish etc.) writing utensils, sunglasses, fidget toys (he has ASD). +more~

★ Is a gamer in his spare time. Enjoys playing FPS, racing games, GTA is a guilty pleasure, and his favorite games are Horror games, even if he startles easily.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Sea salt and freedom

Words: 1,385 [also on AO3]

Rated: M

Tags: Fantasy AU; Dragon Eddie Munson; King Steve Harrington; Soul bond; Mates; Implied sexual content; Monsterfucker Steve Harrington; They're in love, your honor

Notes: @house-of-the-moving-image said give me Upside Diner or Hic sunt dracones verse for my birthday, and I said why not both? Here's your surprise second ficlet, enjoy! 🐉💕

“Is this really necessary?” Steve asks as his dragon slips his favorite piece of silk over his eyes. He tries to go for annoyed, but can't quite keep the giddy laugh out of his voice. Hasn't been able to ever since they left the castle for their little get-away. “Or is this another weird sex thing of yours?” 

Eddie hums in mock-thought, a deep rumbly sound that floats through the fuzzy darkness behind the blindfold and tingles all the way down Steve’s spine, in his soul. His hands tie off the knot at the base of Steve’s neck, then go on to toy with his hair. His breath tickles the shell of Steve’s ear as he speaks. 

“What a question, beloved. You know how much I enjoy making you squirm.” As if to prove his point, he nips at the junction of Steve’s neck and shoulder, chuckling at the shiver and sharp intake of breath it gets him. “But also, you'd be able to see it once we're over those mountaintops, and I don't want you to just yet. Wanna look at your face when you do. So be good and wear this for me, yes?” 

Steve swallows the moan that's building in his chest, even though it's difficult with Eddie peppering his neck and jaw in bites and kisses. 

“Is this even safe? Doesn't sound like the best idea, riding you blindfolded.” 

“Oh, but it isn't far now, my pretty. And besides, you've ridden me plenty of times,” Eddie replies, and Steve can practically hear the suggestive brow wiggle. He rolls his eyes behind the blindfold. “You'll just need to rely on your other senses and trust me to keep you safe. You can do that, can't you?” 

Steve melts into Eddie’s touch as he is turned and pulled into a kiss, and forgets to reply. He doesn’t need to. They both know that trusting each other comes as naturally as breathing.

*

It's the weirdest feeling, flying blind, but it works surprisingly well. What he lacks in sight, the rest of his senses seem determined to make up for. Suddenly, he's hyper-aware of his dragon’s body under his, the way those strong muscles move. They announce every swerve and change in course before it actually comes, allowing him to adjust his weight in turn. Where his regular, human senses don't suffice, the soul bond fills in flawlessly, like a safety line tethering him to his mate's body and mind. 

The sensation is strange and thrilling and exhilarating. He thought he knew how much in tune they are - Eddie’s body and soul as familiar as his own. But this? It's like the lines between their very beings are blurring into each other. It’s strange and beautiful all at once, and it makes him wonder what else they could do with the blindfold on. His dragon purrs, and the invisible connection thrums with it - the familiar, wordless Mine. Steve smiles, pressing himself closer to his mate's body so that he can kiss the warm scales. Yours. Always.  

The roughest part is getting off his dragon’s back, actually. They land with barely a sound and he descends with practiced ease - but the ground is all soft and weird. He wobbles and makes a startled, undignified sound, and the only thing that saves him from landing square on his ass is Sweetheart’s giant head shoving itself into his space to steady him.

"What the fuck?” Steve mutters while the body next to his shifts and his dragon's laughter turns human. “Warn a guy!” 

“But where would the fun be in that?” Eddie quips. Steve can feel how he drapes himself around him - arms around his waist, tail circling his legs, wings enveloping the both of them. “Didn't wanna give anything away.” 

He trails off, letting the silence linger between them. 

Except it isn't silent. Instead, there's a million and one strange sounds. The rush of wind catching on cliffs. The rustle of dry grass. The shrieks of unfamiliar birds in the distance. 

Water. 

Gurgling, lapping, murmuring all around them, mingling with the other sounds, filling all of his senses. He can feel it in the very air, can feel the spray of it settle on his skin, in his hair. He gulps and licks his lips and they taste like salt. 

“Eddie,” he breathes. His voice comes out hoarse and shaky, but he doesn’t find it in himself to feel embarrassed. Knows he doesn't have anything to feel embarrassed about anything when it's just the two of them. “Eddie, let me see.” 

He only realizes that his hands have flown up to tear at the blindfold when Eddie’s settle on top of them, gently prying them away. 

“Of course, my king. Allow me,” his dragon rumbles, kissing his knuckles. Then, he drops Steve’s hands and reaches for the blindfold. 

The knot slips open. The silk falls away. 

And for the first time in his life, Steve sees the ocean. 

At first, he thinks he must be dreaming, because there's just no way this much water is real. He's heard stories of it, of course, has imagined it a thousand times over. But then again, he had heard plenty of stories about dragons, and none of them ever came close to the real thing. 

For a long while, he just stands and stares, not knowing where to look first. The sunlight catching on the water, creating rippling patterns of light? The waves, crowned with white seafoam, lapping at their feet in a weirdly hypnotic dance, leaving dark imprints on the sand in their wake? The way the sea and the sky melt into each other on the horizon, so much like their souls? 

He thinks he could look at all of this forever and never get tired of it. 

“Well?” Eddie asks. His smile is large and eager, and a little smug. His tail twitches excitedly where it's curling around their ankles. “Do you like it? Because I'm trying to pick up what you're thinking, but all I'm getting is that weird, fuzzy-” 

He doesn't get any further, because Steve whirls around, grabbing his face in both hands and crashing their lips together, and his words trail off into a pleasantly surprised oomph. The suddenness of the assault tips their balance, and before Steve knows it, they're going down in a heap on the sandy ground. A particularly large wave sloshes over them, wet and foamy and cold. Steve shrieks and laughs all at once. Eddie hisses - much like Dustin’s cat that one time Joyce accidentally emptied a bucket full of dishwater over its head - and glowers at him in affront, but that only makes matters worse. Steve erupts in a fresh round of cackles that only quieten when Eddie seals their lips together and licks them right out of his mouth.

He doesn't quite know how long they stay like this, but it must be a while, judging by the way his clothes are drenched in salty water and his stomach hurts from laughing and his head is dizzy from all the kissing. 

“It’s beautiful,” he murmurs against Eddie’s lips, fingers carding through wet curls to find the base of the horns. His dragon’s pupils blow wide, the gold around them swirling and glowing with desire. The bond thrums with it and Steve feels the familiar heat pool at the base of his own spine. “Do you … Do you think I can go for a swim?” 

Eddie huffs a laugh. 

“You and the water. I swear you must’ve been a little merman in some other life.” His hands have pushed up Steve’s soaked shirt, fingers drawing patterns on the naked skin. “Of course you can, just don’t expect me to join. I’ll stay on land where it’s nice and dry and enjoy the sight.” 

“Oh, I’m sure you will,” Steve grins and surges up for another kiss. It tastes like sea salt and freedom. “You can warm me back up once I’m done. Maybe we could … go for another ride with the blindfold?” 

The bond crackles with desire, like a firework of tiny sparks. Eddie hums, low and pleased, and maneuvers Steve into a sitting position so that he can pull the wet shirt over his head. 

“Now that, my liege, would be my greatest pleasure.”

[smilingcrittersuniversityau]

Hello. This whole situation with Elias remind me this song: https://youtu.be/GKXUl7oLEus?si=B5k8sRy5GBFEF39d (if you are interested I wrote more about song here, how it's connected with Elias and how this song tell us finale of his story)

(Recommend to read after you listen that song)

Oblivion - is a song about being forgotten. About something that you had and lost by the time. This song tell us a story about Man, that done so much bad things in his life (like killing and manipulate people) and now he was "...left to waste..." in the prison (that was created by himself btw). Remaining by himself, it is imagined that he has had more than enough time to think, reflect, ponder, and soon - regret. Being the strong independent man he was, a part of him is broken as he comes to the understanding that his pride has quite possibly been diminished, and he is finally not blind enough to see what he had done in the dark past that had been so horribly wrong as expressed in the lines: "The illusion crafted by my arrogance had protected me from the wrong that I couldn't admit." Further, his mind falls into some sort of dimension, a place of a past, an abyss. In the second verse he starts to remember about everything that happened with him and his friends in the past: "We'd built ourselves and and our kingdom in the summer sun, one brick at the time". But then his mind begins to show him what his actions led to: "Now those walls are nothing, but rubble and dust..." (You said: "...he will meet with consequences of his actions...", and that's it. Elias will be left alone, just like that guy; will be wandering how that's all could be, if he wasn't abuse Charlie, if he tried to change something in him, if he, at least tried to say: "Sorry"). And now (it's near to the ending of a song) he is: "Alone in this empty room, all I hear now is ambience of our faded tune...", that tells us that everyone, even his friends left him rot and that he can hear (my interpretation) how he slowly fade away from there's minds. ...fear took the lead, now I'm still falling". In the end, that man fall in to the pit, in the abyss that he created himself (ironically, that this place, this 'abyss' is the prison itself). There, he meets his old self, who, looking at his present self, goes into the darkness, leaving him completely alone, in the darkness of his own mind, alone with himself, alone with his mistakes, alone in the oblivion.

Thanks for reading (if you read that of course and sorry if I've done mistakes, 'cause English not my first language), I really love that abusive theme, that your AU raises and it helps practice with psychology (I know that exists literature about it, but read it, just, just... boring). Hope see more in the future and hope this little later, somehow helped and inspired you. Have a good day/evening/night, and good luck 😉

Oooh! I'll be giving this a listen and I'll let yk about what I think ^^

[sourbinnie]

♕ cicuta.mp3 ♕

-> genre : non!idol au | angst | smut | fluff | all of it one bowl

-> pair : ot8!skz x fem!reader

-> warnings : this teaser contains mentions of smoking, swearing and cheating (mentioned).

-> plot : so how did you end up surrounded by the biggest rappers from the underground seoul scene? your brother was making it big (even if your parents didn't believe that was a real job) and you decided to join him at one of the finals to see him. let's say that's where it all went downhill…

-> appeareances from other idols, stay tuned!

a/n -> dude first fanfic ever in kpop world. i'm gonna try to update it whenever i can but i feel like i'm gonna be writing often since i'm putting my heart and soul on this one, might be a bit weird, a lil too explicit at times and a lil messed up but it's my baby.

✘ intros ✘

♕ bangchan ♕

chan got into freestyle and battles when he was 14. he always found it his safe space to go to the park with friends and engage in it. now many years later he still is fond of competitions and likes to participate whenever a global event takes place, he easily became a pro and one of the most known rappers in the scene. he knows he changed, knows that his face tats and his sleeves aren't really who he was when he started. but he likes the new him, likes how it makes him feel and what it shows. 

✘ 1997

✘ sydney

✘ 7 wins (2 international)

♕ k-now ♕

minho didn't know how he fell in love with the scene, he just did. he wasn't that much into rap but after seeing so many battles, he started composing his lyrics and his need to be in competitions grew. at first he stumbled, he got made fun of but that only made him want to participate more. with time he got better and eventually as the man he stood today, he had 4 official wins in korea. his next goal was to make it through the international wave and he was so ready.

✘ 1998

✘ gimpo

✘ 4 wins

♕ changbin ♕

changbin is probably the biggest name you could hear. he grew from the underground scene all the way to the top, being the korean artist with the most international wins. he didn't think much of it though, he was a down to earth man who just enjoyed rapping and if he happened to win, he just accepted it. the public would be surprised if he didn't win but he would just accept it. he didn't crave the tournaments, it was the other way around. everyone just wanted to have a piece of him but he ain't offering. 

✘ 1999

✘ yongin

✘ 9 wins (4 international)

♕ hyun ♕

hyunjin just started his career. he used to be a watcher, a little kid watching his favorites fight it out and he knew he wanted to become a part of the scene and not stay in the crowd. now full of piercings, a bunch of tats and addiction to nicotine later, he was ready. he showed skill, he was promising was what the crowd thought and what he knew himself. he didn't have an ego problem (yes he did) but he knew he was good and would continue to smash it if they gave him a chance.

✘ 2000

✘ seoul

✘ 2 wins

♕ han ♕

jisung knew he was born with the gift of freestyle. not only was he a fan of rap and hip-hop but he would compose so many bars at such a young age, even his friends from school would ask him to rap for them. so it was obvious that when such a young boy joined the scene, only to kill it in every verse that it would cause such a huge impact. he didn't think that when he flew to new york, he would win his first international competition against bangchan. yet that was the best moment of his life and he did not regret a single bit.

✘ 2000

✘ incheon

✘ 6 wins (1 international)

♕ b.o.k ♕

felix was just starting to grow, his deep voice and calm aura were key to it. when he first arrived and saw what was happening on the parks, the way the crowd would act up with whoever was rapping, yeah needed to do that as well. he concentrated when the time would arrive and then would kill it slowly on the mic but it still wasn't enough to earn him wins. he needed to be more brutal, more threatening, have more courage, he had it in him at the end of the day. he needed to stop being afraid of fucking it up first though.

✘ 2000

✘ sydney

✘ 2 wins

♕ min ♕

seungmin wasn't caught up in the rap scene at first. he was always the one who would put the vocals in their tracks, doing the chorus now and again but he got tired of it. he knew he had the lyrics to make it work so why not give it a try? needless to say that his fans absolutely loved the change. he was really well known already but as soon as he started the competitions, there was a shift to how he would act. let's stay he wasn't that friendly anymore but the fans ate up that image so? who cares what anyone else thinks?

✘ 2000

✘ seoul

✘ 3 wins

♕ i.n ♕

jeongin learned what he knew from changbin. he looked up to him in a way he couldn't explain and his hyung taught him everything he needed to know. of course this brought a lot of bars against him in competitions but he would respond in such an effective way that no one dared to fight back. he wasn't covered in tattoos like changbin or had an intimidating voice like felix, but boy did he rap fast. he's got the flow, he's got the skills, he just needs the wins now and as the scene gets tighter, he knew he had to make it out.

✘ 2001

✘ busan

✘ 2 wins

✘ teaser ✘

"so you're mingi's sister?" bangchan asked or at least that's what i thought his name was. can you blame me? i'm not familiar and this is my first time here. i couldn't say though that i wasn't intrigued and a bit intimidated because he had a weird aura about him (or it's probably the face tattoos).

"yeah, it's the first time i'm seeing him compete." i said as i looked around because i thought he was right behind me but i lost track of him. i sighed as he probably got distracted with the first thing he saw or the first person he came across. "i don't know much about rap competitions though but i heard my brother and he's pretty good."

"oh yeah he's incredible. he was in the same group as wooyoung and hongjoong, they killed it in the scene back in the day. wow i'm sounding old as fuck." he said as he crossed his arms and i got a peek at the different designs that were covering him. "oh i'm chan by the way, kind obvious since that's almost my stage name but yeah whatever."

"i'm (y/n), nice to meet you." i said with a smile and he smiled back, damn dimples okay. not like i had a thing for dimples and tats at all, nope. it was easy to lie to myself but i needed to pull myself together, this was my brother's friend at the end of the day. 

"already flirting with someone? you've got a girlfriend christopher." another guy said as he approached us, oh my god more tattoos kill me now. but now i knew that chan was off limits and i would stick to being good, not gonna get involved in a cheating scandal, that's not me!

"shut the fuck up! this is mingi's sister dumbass." chan said and the other dude made the most shocked expression. okay so mingi did not talk about me at all which was good and bad, good because i did not like to be mentioned around but also if i knew it was full of guys like these, i would've liked them to know my existence. then again it wouldn't have been good because i would constantly be thrown around in verses.

"oh shit, hi i'm changbin. you probably heard of me because i'm wooyoung's best friend and he's very close to mingi." he said and of fucking course, how did i not recognize him? dude is practically one of the best rappers in korea. the fact that i was standing by two people that were masters of not only this scene but of music was huge to me and the fact that they were nice just made it better. 

"hi, yeah wooyoung is at my house a lot. please come pick him up, he practically lives there." i said, rolling my eyes, which caused them to laugh and god what a beautiful sound. no, boundaries (y/n) please, stay true to yourself and don't fall for the man with tats again. 

"(y/n) what are you doing with these old men? oh wait never mind, i'm older than bin by two days." he said as he got close to you and greeted chan and changbin with a smile. "i didn't expect you two here and it seems like you met my sister." 

"well changbin obviously came by to support jeongin since you're competing with him today. i have no idea what i'm doing here man, i practically live here." chan said, lighting up a cigarette which i found kinda odd since we were backstage and not outside but i was guessing no one really cared about that shit here.

"dude is a freestyle ancient, he has to be in all competitions." changbin said which earned him a punch in the shoulder from chan and a laugh from mingi and myself. "but yeah i gotta support my boy but i wish you the best as well."

"thank you man, really appreciate it." mingi said and looked at me, giving me a little smile which i gave him back as i hugged him. "gotta go on stage, don't drift too far away and fucking pray that i win."

"duh dumbass, that's why i came here!" i said smiling and giving him a pat on the back as he went out, all the lights focusing on him and the so-called jeongin or i.n. also there were the judges who were mostly composed from ex freestylers, rappers and previous winners. 

"let's get this show started." changbin said and chan just nodded as he looked at the screen but then he looked back. 

he gave me a wink and of fucking course i blushed. yeah this wasn't going to end well for me wasn't it?

[tranquilpetrichor]

iron sharpens iron

"as iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." -proverbs 27:17

cast: san x rival gn!reader

genre: action, fantasy, rivals to friends (?), elemental powers!au, academy!au

wc: 744

warnings: use of weapons depicted, descriptions of mild pain

notes: so. this was definitely not inspired by the fact that i've watched some action scenes recently and have been fighting too many enemies in genshin. and i mean, the bible verse (but tbh i'm not that religious). i've hit an annoying writer's block as of recently, due to many circumstances (which mostly fall under college/school/studying for exams). but i figure i can write this much, and just try and to take things one day at a time.

as always, remember that reblog, likes and feedback are appreciated!

taglist: @restlessmaknae

you rushed towards san, spear aimed carefully towards him. this fight had been going on for too long, and it was time to end it, one way or another.

the side of your weapon clashed with his water blades. he moved elegantly, using his body control to try and gain the upper advantage against you. but you wouldn't allow that. with the help of your spear, you remained grounded, managing to support your core. you kicked three times in succession, forcing him to dodge out of the way.

on the sides, people watched in awe as the two of you fought. ignoring the fact that this was a battle, the way that you responded to him and vice versa made the combat seem more like a dance for two.

you stared at the camera and screens displaying your battle stats for a brief moment. at this school, (sanctioned) fights were actually encouraged, in order to improve a student’s strength in combat, and many people tuned in to watch sparring matches.

well, we might as well give everyone out there a show.

san’s movements modeled water, making him the perfect person to test your earth skills against. you of course, could never underestimate the deadly power of water and of the boy you’ve learned to call your rival since day one at kq academy.

he threw his dual blades, waiting for them to return. you barely dodged the attack in time, but once you regained your footing, you sent multiple rocks cascading across the arena, watching as he tripped over a particularly large one.

you walked over to san, pointing the spear at his chest. he was panting heavily, probably exhausted from using so much of his elemental power. you were too, but you summoned the strength to speak.

"are we going to continue?"

he grumbled and attempted to stand up, but found himself unable to do so. "not... now. i yield."

after he said those words, the screen changed.

[match ended]

victory: y/n l/n

loss: choi san

you extended a hand to him, grinning slightly. he stood slowly. the two of you shook hands and bowed, as was customary after battle.

the two of you sat down on a bench, recovering from your fight.

"better heal yourself well before we spar again,” you said with a teasing grin. “can’t be facing you while you’re so tired.”

he returned a calmer smile. “i look forward to another match with you, although i’ll definitely be more prepared. better watch out.”

chuckling to yourself, you couldn’t help but remember your previous interactions with him.

in your pursuit of worthy opponents, not many gave you as much of a challenge as choi san. he was always thinking on his feet, a fast learner, and a threat despite his innocent appearance.

you two were opponents in the arena, but you held a great respect for him regardless. it was through fighting him that you had learned valuable lessons about your own strength and how to recover from loss gracefully, something that he did well.

he held his left hand over his wrist. "ah, you've certainly improved from the last time. keep it up and i’ll probably have to heal more often.”

“of course. i have to improve constantly to beat somebody like you.”

you leaned back against the wall, glad there was a sound barrier between you and the people waiting. you needed a few more minutes to rest, and quite honestly, you were used to san's presence, having run into him in your fights and in class.

this was the foundation of your interesting relationship with him, the feeling of battling until your lungs gave out, shaking hands afterwards and doing it all over again.

you gulped down your water, glancing over at the boy who almost bested you in battle today. it was time to leave him alone to rest. besides, your friends were probably wondering when you were gong to come out.

walking up to the stands to go meet your friends, you paused and turned back to wave to san. “well, good luck trying to beat me again, mountain boy. i’ll be here if you need me.”

he waved back, a challenge hidden in his steady gaze. "i'll see you around."

as iron sharpens iron, your matches with san sharpened the two of you into the fighters that you were today, rivals that held a respect for one another and helped the other grow stronger.

[greenbergsays]

4, 9, 33, 46 :)

4. Favorite pairing?

Currently, of course, it's Buck/Eddie from 9-1-1.

I don't know if I have an "of all time" pairing, like one that stands above the rest because I love them all for different reasons.

One of my all time favorite fics is McCoy/Chekov, though, so?? Special shout out to them.

9. What's the longest fic you've read?

I was actually just talking about this yesterday with Meeya and Ash 😂

It was a 400k+ X-Men fanfiction with Charles/Erik as the main pairing, a sort of dark-verse AU, but it was still a WIP when I read it. I hardly remember anything about it, except that it was good, and I never went back to it when I read what was there. I don't even know if the author ever finished it. :x

But that's the first and only time I read anything about 150k, I don't have it in me to care about 100k+ fics most of the time because MOST of them have no business being that long.

Like I have to really trust the author to go into it.

33. Least favorite AU tropes?

I don't know if I have a least favorite AU trope? I fucking love AUs. Even coffee shop ones.

idk, what's your least favorite? XD Maybe I'm forgetting something.

45. Favorite fluff fic?

So you actually said #46 but there's not a #46 so I'm going to assume you meant this one? Correct me if I'm wrong, pls.

Anyways, I'll never be able to choose an all-time favorite but I love ice cream before dinner (it changed my brain chemistry, I'll never be able to see Mara & Jee together or with Eddie that I don't think of this fic and I think everyone in the fandom agrees)

And for something that's short and just pure fluff, there's this fic by hattalove which features Buck & Eddie on their wedding day <3

but like I said, these are just honorable mentions, I'll never be able to say "THIS FIC ABOVE ALL OTHERS."

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For those just tuning in, come distract yourselves with fanfiction questions so we don't have to think about anything else ;)

[kingprinceleo]

BET YOU DIDN'T EXPECT ME SO SOON

I did the dessert vampires playlist first since it was the shortest!

Stampede- very good interplay with the characters. Gives the vibe of I respect you but we fundamentally disagree on some big issues. Would be fun to play in the background of like a joint operation scheme? like they've gone undercover at a fancy party and this is them working together during it

Vulture- this is such a Shadow backstory song like- i don't know exactly what happens with GUN and Maria in this au but THIS is the song you play to express his feelings. The first verse at least low-key also sounds like Knuckles during or immediately post transformation to Rouge. He's very angy

Welcome to the Circus- a jaunty little tune. bar/saloon coded, probably plays wherever Amy works i think?

Recommend songs for this playlist: Desperado by Rhianna and maybe the entire Anti album based on vibes alone.

Blood Like Lemonade- strong vibes

Trouble Valerie Broussard- more Rouge centric i think

For other playlists:

Like a Vampire Catrien Maxwell, for vamp au Sonic

A Little Wicked - im thinking of Rouge for it but if it fits a different character i wouldn't be surprised

Little Girl Gone Chinchilla - very vamp au Shadow coded imo

Eve Precious Pepala- Shadow coded

All up in your mind- feels like Shadow thinking about Sonic's effect on him in vamp au

Hope these are good and have a nice timezone 🫶🏽. I go to sleep now

~🩸🎵

welcome back fhbghbjfdfdg !!

This playlist is a little more tough to explain bc i havent shared the major plotpoint that changes the whole title of the au fjgfjghf, but ill get there eventually !! Stampede- idrk know how to explain this one beyond its just Them, their conflicts their compromises, how the two are trying to work together in the situation theyre in, big time agree on the respect with huge disagreements tho, thats one of their major sticking points Vulture- RAHHHHHHH THIS IS IS KNUCKLES @ SHADOW !!!!! the entire time its knuckles rage and defiance !!! and im slamming my head into a wall so fucking hard i prommy it makes so much sense when i share the plot Welcome to the circus- its a rouge @ knuckles song ! like i said the subject itself is kinda weak but it hits on some of their core dynamic pieces --- Desperado- this one i could see being very rouge @ shadow but its a bit too forward and honest ! rouge would defo more take the angle of "im following you bc ur hopeless without me <3" Blood Like Lemonade- strong vibes on its own but doesnt particularly fit with anyone at least right now, i might come back to it after fleshing more people out (also i am sadly biased against songs that are kinda slow sob. i need that constant stimulation music {i almost didnt include vulture in the playlist bc of its speed but it was just too accurate and picks up with some heavy hitting stuff near the end}) Trouble- very correct w the rouge part !! defo eying this one up in consideration

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Like a Vampire- defo not vampire au sonic , it actually lines up more with desert vampires rouge (i adore the singers voice btw omg) idk if its going in any of the au playlists but it sure is going in mine ! dfhhdfhg A little wicked- shrug tbh ! i see it for rouge but it feels like its missing something, her spunk, her 4kids saxaphone (im assuming if you dont specify an au you just mean for the canon gamers !) Little Girl Gone- THIS IS SO VAMPIRE AU SHADOWCORE LITTLE UNHINGED BASTARD !!! the blood on my teeth line caught my attention....and then the screaming part sold me HDSHDHF hes sooo silly <333

Eve- im so sorry im really biased against love songs so i dont see it personally !! esp not for shadow </3 All up in your mind- eeh there are a few lines there that work, but overall just misses slightly. big fan of the idea that shadows just making up all those lines tho and sonics never said any of it, thats funny fdgjfjdgfg i feel bad for not enjoying all of them wahh, but i am just really picky tbh,,, its gotta bounce the braincell right... but i appreciate the suggestions sm!!!! tyyy!! have a good sleep !!!

[maki-matsurra]

Emergency Writing Commissions

Hello everyone! 

As of recent, things at my house has been pretty rough money wise, so because of how many people love my writing, I am deciding to start up writing commissions! 

The commission sheet is down below! 

Paypal link: lexicoston@gmail.com

You can contact me either on Tumblr or my email (lexicoston@gmail.com) with details of your commission! 

These are EMERGENCY commissions, I have the right to deny any request! I prefer to be paid upfront. I have 5 slots available (this may or may not be subject to change)

EXAMPLES

OneShot #1

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(Disclaimer: The completion times will vary depending on what you ask of me as well as my personal life) Prompts: $5

One shot: $20-40

Custom fanfic: $60

3-5 chapters: $70

NO REFUNDS!

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1-3 characters: $5

4-5 characters: $10

6-10 characters- $20

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Poem

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Cuphead

 Sonic The Hedgehog (Including Movie-verse) 

 Spider-Man 

 Guardians of the Galaxy (Movie-verse & Game-verse) 

 Uncharted (Including Movie-verse) 

 Red Dead Redemption 

 Kingdom Hearts 

 How to Train Your Dragon 

Rise of the Guardians 

 Love Live! (Including Sunshine, Nijigasaki, & Superstar) 

 Aikatsu Stars 

 Black Butler 

 Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid 

 South Park 

 Sly Cooper 

 Spies in Disguise 

Gravity Falls 

Disney Fairies 

 Zootopia 

 Detroit Become Human 

 Life is Strange (Only first game, Before the Storm & True Colors) 

 No Straight Roads 

 Team Fortress 2 

 Rise of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 

 Danganronpa 

 Steven Universe Future 

Resident Evil (Only 2 & 4) 

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Animaniacs 

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Sing (The Movies) 

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 Over The Hedge 

 Epic Mickey 

 God of War Ragnarok 

 Peanuts (Charlie Brown Media) 

 Mario 

Honkai: Star Rail 

Good Omens

Lackadaisy

BBC Sherlock

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MistyNat Au Prompts

This is here for anyone that wants to USE these prompts. I won’t be using them myself. When I come up with any more, I’ll add them to one of the lists in a different color. or at least try to change the color. but sometimes it doesn’t work for me. 

You don’t have to ask or credit me. Enjoy. 

Teen MistyNat AU ideas

College au: Having to share a dorm room, your typical jock and nerd friendship or romantic trope. Misty always offers to help Nat with her classwork, but Nat wants to avoid Misty's help. Nat can handle her classwork and soccer stuff on her own.

Role reversal Au: Misty is the punk/Gothic girl on the soccer team, while Nat is the weird nerdy girl, the group's equipment manager. 

Theater/Play au: the football team pulls a prank on the theater kids. They end up distorting the play's set. The football team pins the stunt on the girls' soccer team, and the school forces them to help with the play, or they forfeit nationals. 

Robin Hood Au: Nat is robin hood, Misty is Little Jon, Lottie is Maid Marion, Laurel Lee is friar tuck, and the rest of the yellowjackets are merry men. Umm... the males can be the villains.

Animal Transformation AU: (NOT OMEGA-VERSE) It’s just kind of like Animorphs, but not really. They just have the ability to turn into an animal. Maybe they gain this ability when they are in the wilderness. It’s up to you what animals mistynat can turn into (and the rest of the yellowjackets).  

But I’m a Cheerleader AU: the yellowjeckts get sent to a rehab camp (cause all of them are gay as fuck) Mistynat are the main ship. and the rest are side ships that are either trying to get them together or stop them from dating.  

Are You Afraid of the Dark Au: The yellowjackets sit around a campfire telling scary stories. Misty is an outsider looking to join the group. Some yellowjackets are skeptical if she could even mean a frightening tale (cause she is a theater kid, likes to show tunes and dresses weirdly). Maybe Natalie and a few others (maybe Van, Jackie, Tai, and Laura Lee) give her a test to prove she can tell a scary story. And perhaps someone tries to sabotage her frightening tale.

10 things I hate about you AU: (Basically the movies plot) Misty is Kat, Nat is Patrick, Jackie or Laura Lee is Bianca, and Shauna or Lottie is Cameron. 

 FoxFire AU: Misty and four other girls want to make a teacher pay for making sexual advances at them. The principal isn’t on their side and punishes the girls. Misty and the other four girls now including Nat. They break into the school, to get their confiscated items back. This leads to them setting an accidental fire. The girls grow closer but some of their demons are ready to pull them apart.  

She’s All That au:  Misty is unpopular and bullied for her looks. Nat and the rest of the yellowjackets are pretty famous. Their team has gone undefeated in 3yrs. At one of their victory parties, some girls dare Natalie to turn Misty into the school's next prom queen. Natalie doesn’t like the idea initially, but when the girls say they will pay her (insert amount of money here) if Misty wins. Natalie agrees to do it. Misty doesn’t fully trust Natalie, yet she has been crushing on the star athlete for years. So, she lets Natalie help her with her looks while she helps Natalie with her school work. The two grow closer as they work together. Learning things about each other no one knows. When prom comes, everyone, even Natalie, is shocked by Misty’s new look (straighten hair Misty HC goes here). Misty overhears the other yellowjackets talking about the bet in the girl's bathroom. Sadly she knew Natalie was using her; she just hoped that Natalie would come clean and that they were becoming friends. Natalie (and maybe a few other yellowjackets) feels like shit for this stupid bet. Will Natalie be able to earn Misty’s trust again?   

D3: The Mighty Ducks AU: The Yellowjackets are awarded scholarships to a prep school. They must play on the school JV team in their new school colors. Not only that, but they need to learn how to get along with the Senior varsity team. How can they when the Senior Varsity team is always pranking them? Can the yellowjackets hold their team together and overcome the senior varsity team's pranks, or will the team split? As a few members want to prank the seniors back, others want to take advantage of this opportunity they have been given. Besides adjusting to a new school and how they are treated there, some yellowjackets need to learn how to deal with their growing feelings for their teammates (MistyNat, LottieLee, JackieShauna, TaiVan). Will they survive at this school and finally confess their feelings to their teammate, or will they crash and burn?

Adult MistyNat AU ideas 

Medieval AU: Nat is a knight or rouge, and Misty tries to prove she can be Nat's apprentice. Caligula can be Misty's mini pet dragon. 

Parents AU: Nat and Misty adopted (young) Lisa after realizing that Lisa's home resembles how they grew up. Nat is a teacher at Lisa's school, while Misty is the school's nurse. Both women rent a house together. They are both in denial about how they act like a married couple. They are nothing more than housemates. But one thing they do agree on is they care about Lisa.

Pirate AU: Nat and her crew sail the seas striking fear into the hearts of those that challenge her ship, The Yellowjackets. She and her first mate (whoever you think it should be) realize they are the only ship with an all (mostly all) female crew. Sadly one day, they find a woman who claims to be a doctor has stolen away on their ship. Misty is a self-proclaimed doctor that constantly wants more to life, so she decides to sneak aboard The Yellowjackets. Nat realizes that Misty might be helpful even though she is a headache (Misty would be like Stede Bonnet from Our Flag Means Death or AC4: Black Flag, change my mind.)

Person of Interest AU: Nat is Shaw, and Misty is Root. Or Nat is Shaw’s intern/apprentice, and Misty is Root’s shadow/apprentice. 

Bodyguard AU: Misty is a particular person interested in a feral case. Tai hires Natalie to protect Misty at all costs. Though she does warn Natalie that Misty can be a handful. At first, Natalie doesn’t believe her old friend/teammate. Soon Natalie finds out how wrong she was to dismiss Tai’s warnings. Can Natalie handle this job, or will Misty be the end of her?

Never Been Kissed AU: Misty has to return to the hell hole that was once her high school. As a journalist, she must go undercover and discover what teens are into nowadays. Shauna, the school's English teacher, decides to help her. That is, if only Misty helps Shauna get closer to her daughter Callie, a popular girl. Misty agrees to help Shauna. Everything is going according to plan until Misty's old high school crush starts working at the school as a guidance counselor (or Radio teacher) Natalie Scatorccio. Will Misty be able to keep her promise while keeping her job, or will her past be too painful? 

Either Adult or Teen Au ideas

Buffy Au (crossover): Nat is a slayer in training (probably under Faith or Buffy... maybe both), While Misty could be either a witch (training under Willow AND Tara cause Tara didn't die) or she could be a vengeance demon (like Anya)

Fake dating au: Misty asks Nat to pretend to date her, hoping Walter will lose interest in her. Nat only agrees to do so when they "break up" Misty promises to leave Nat alone. 

Arranged marriage au: Maybe Nat's parents and Misty's parents are business partners, and they want to keep the business in the family, so they decide that their kids should get married.

Xena Au: Nat is Xena, and Misty would be Gabrielle

Groundhog's Day au: Misty is sent back to either when she broke the black box or the night she killed Nat. If she doesn't stop herself from doing one of those things, that day will start over until she figures out what to do. (Like if she picks the day she distorted the black box and fails to not destroy it. That night she'll have dreams of future events. But they'll only not come true if she does destroy the black box. And if she picked the day she killed Nat, she'd have symbolic dreams about that day.)

 The Crow Au: You could make up your own Crow story or follow any of the movies/comic books. Cause honestly both Misty and Natalie would make for a great ‘immortal’ character that wants to get revenge on those that kill her lover.   

Wild Things AU: (Kind of similar to 98′ movie. but not really) Nat and Misty come up with a plan to get revenge on their guidance counselor (cause maybe he is a dick). Maybe they end up killing him (or whatever) and now they have to cover it up. Or they just expose him for the dick he is. (yes i know the girls are the villains in this movie. I don’t care cause I’m changing stuff, deal) Maybe the fall in love or in bed along the way. 

Viking AU: Idea coming soon?! I hope lol

[stepswowdsen]

【Magi】 JuAli x Unfriendly Hater by Meddmia: Rambles 🖤❤️💛

HI GUESS WHO FOUND THE PERFECT JUALI SONG 🖤❤️💛

IT FITS THEM PERFECTLY RIGHT DOWN TO THE LYRICS VIBES AND EXPRESSIONS RAHHHHH

OVER THE MOON ABOUT THIS

I HAVE AMAZING SONG PICKS

Unfriendly Hater (ft. Hatsune Miku & KAFU)

Ok so I was like "Think Sen you can find more JuAli core songs"

I FOUND THE PERFECT SONG

Unfriendly Hater by Meddmia (ft. Hatsune Miku & KAFU)

I'll show the original MV here.

Unfriendly Hater Fan-cover by abboii (ft. Kagamine Len & Fukase)

My favourite fan-cover! I think this one fits them perfectly

Unfriendly Hater English Translation by KEL! (With Edits by Violet)

Sen's Ships x Vocaloid & J-Pop Songs

I'll be adding this to my song list for LimGuda, IdaTatsu, XanLena, JuAli, and KuroEne~

My previous Tumblr post:

I made a post about my song picks for my fave ships recently here!

Lyrics

Intro Rambles

I found the cute lighthearted rivalry/competitive song I wanted~~ I also like how there's hints of warmth and companionship throughout the MV that fits them well too

MY BELOVED JUALI WAHHHHHH

Y'ALL I JUST REMEMBERED THE PERFECT JUALI SONG

HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT UNFRIENDLY HATER

PERFECT JUALI CORE SONG

Omfg I want to do a JuAli fan-MV with Unfriendly Hater one day. SO BADLY.

OH MY GOD HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I HIGHLY ENCOURAGE TO WATCH THE MV IF YOU’RE CURIOUS... LIKE YOU WOULD BE SHOCKED HOW WELL IT FITS.

IT'S PERFECT FOR THEM ACTUALLY RAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Might do a few crossover doodles soon for now

If I was making an MV with them, I wouldn't put it in a modern AU though, I would put it in canon-verse.

This time I'll tag this cuz I do ramble about JuAli and my ideas for them under the cut.

My rambles will be under the cut!

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GOD THE CHARACTERS' EXPRESSIONS IN THE MV MATCH THEIR EXPRESSION RANGES TOO, HELLO???

This is basically how their canon interactions go! /lh

Even the black haired character's expressions in the MV matches Judar's expression range. Also the pink haired character matches Alibaba's expression range too

Ofc modern AUs are still fun to do on the side but I prefer working with canon-verse AU settings.

Omfg modern AU Judar would totally be a delinquent kid tho

...

I also love Dyalexa's Unfriendly Hater fan-MV with Ruikasa (ProSeka). I'm Polysho 🥰💞 I ship all members of WxS (Wonderlands x Showtime) with each other. Really strong lining style and super fluid MVs. Dyalexa's fan MVs are so well made.

I was going through my playlist. I love this fan-cover of Unfriendly Hater (ft. Kagamine Len & Fukase) by abboii. Their voices sound so good together. Len and Fukase duets rule. The Yellow and Red themed Vocaloids work well for them

I prefer the fan-covers over the original. The OG is good too, but I think Fukase and Len's voices are much stronger here and have more grit, and fits the tone of the song more. Love the tuning and mixing in this. Great job to abboii

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F: Oh my god I’m crying why do the MV charas lowkey kinda look like them as well 😭Just change the hair and colours a bit lmao

Me: Right with the black haired spikes and the pink haired charas’ softer round hairstyle???

IT HONESTLY HELPED SOLIDIFY THE JUALI MV THAT I IMAGINED IN MY HEAD BECAUSE OF THAT TOO

Yeah like the black haired chracter fits Judar’s carefree and smug arrogant uncaring personality. And Alibaba totally fits as the more patient character who gets fed up with his antics and chides him for it

...

A: Wooma art 🤤

Me: WOOMA's art style is so expressive omfg

WOOMA is really good at drawing sharp eyes and expressions. Love the way WOOMA draws eyes and teeth. They're so striking and feral looking

JuAli x Unfriendly Hater: Rambles

In terms of how I’d depict this with JuAli

Since I’m not depicting it in a modern AU, I would make the scene with the black haired delinquent running in the hall way instead a scene where Judar flies around on his staff and then, when he lands and gets off his staff, he just carelessly steps on the flowers in the Kou Empire’s gardens (in the same place where Kougyoku and Alibaba would spend time together making flower crowns and tend to the flowers), and Alibaba chides him for stepping on Kougyoku’s flowers

And Judar just sticks his tongue out at him.

Judar: BLEHHH~ (>:P)

Also so interesting as well cuz in the fan-cover, OP makes Fukase (red) sing the black-haired delinquent’s parts, and makes Len (yellow) sing the pink-haired “diligent, earnest” yakuza’s parts

Alibaba is very patient but increasingly gets fed up with Judar’s selfish stuck up personality

Judar lets out an exasperated sigh at Alibaba for chiding/scolding him

Judar: This guy is so persistent, it’s annoying!

In the 1st chorus where the two characters both try to get a leg up on each other, I would depict Judar teasing/poking fun at Alibaba for their height difference and pulling on his ahoge (hair cowlick), like pulling on weeds.

Like I would draw it very similar to the Magi omake where Judar rests his head on Alibaba’s hair while pulling on his hair spike (cowlick). SO CUTE…

Pre-2nd chorus, Alibaba fusses over Judar’s clothes (perhaps Judar’s hanfu is loosely tied so it’s slipping off his shoulders/skin and Alibaba gets flustered. And maybe also the ties around the wrap around skirt are loosely done as well)

Alibaba: Can’t you fix your clothes so that you don’t go walking around like that???

Judar: You didn't have any problems with it before~ Is a certain someone actually getting embarrassed at showing a bit of skin? PFFT—

Alibaba: Shut it!!!

Also I would still draw them in my HC designs where Judar wears traditional Chinese clothing and Alibaba has tan skin and wears traditional Arabic clothing

THIS IS SO WHDHSHSDHSH

JUDAR BEING SO CLOSE AND RESTING HIS FACE ON ALIBABA’S HAIR WHILE PULLING ON HIS HAIR SPIKE IS SO CUTE LMAO. HE HAS NO SENSE OF PERSONAL SPACE WHATSOEVER… WHAT ARE YOU SO CLOSE FOR?

After the 2nd chorus, in the segment where it shows the two characters being childhood friends, I think I would depict a scene of their first meeting, then transition to their meeting on the Dark Continent with Judar and haniwa (clay doll) Alibaba.

Magi: Ch. 45

Magi: Ch. 266

And then pre-3rd chorus, the black haired delinquent character calls the other one "Your highness" sarcastically which honestly fits so well with the two of them.

Pre-3rd chorus, I imagined a scene where Alibaba is so occupied with chasing after Judar that he also accidentally steps on Kougyoku’s flowers, and Judar laughs at him and teases him for breaking his own “rules” and doing the exact same thing that he was scolding him for.

Also I just realized that pre-1st chorus, the pink haired character goes like, "Wait wait, hold on, listen to me! I’m telling you to stop flouting discipline!"

And then pre-3rd chorus, the black haired character repeats the same line, "Wait wait, hold on, listen to me! Have you blown your top or something?"

Repeating the same line -> Remembers his words from before and uses it teasingly

Judar laughing and snickering at Alibaba teasingly is so cute...

And Alibaba chases after Judar in good fun. Teehee 🥰💞

This song is so cute cuz despite the bickering it still shows the characters having a sense of warmth and companionship, with them smiling as they argue, which I think fits them well...

Magi: Volume 20 - JuAli Omake

For context:

Me: HAVE Y'ALL SEEN THIS LIKE WDHSHDSH

(Not my photos)

I'd have to go look at the JP scans later for the full image

WAIT THIS VOL. 20 JUALI OMAKE IS SO CUTE WAHHHH

C: Dysfunctional husbands

Me: MY JUALI CRUMBS

Also Sinbad at the end lmfao 😭

I always headcanoned that Judar would play with Alibaba's hair spike tbh... I imagined he'd have fun twirling it but him pulling on it totally makes sense for him too

C: And now. It is canon.

Ahh I see!

Me: Also Judar this mf has no idea of the concept of personal space

This guy has no idea what personal space is

HE'S SO CLOSE FOR NO REASON SKKSKSKK

HE’S LITERALLY LYING HIS HEAD ON HIS HAIR

C: HE IS A CAT

Hakuryu literally giving handling instructions of Judar

C: HHHH

R: Yunan 😭

Me: GHHGHGH YUNAN'S DIALOGUE CRYING

Me: Judar using Alibaba as a shield crying lmaoooo

And him pulling on his hair spike like pulling on weeds 😭

And him probably lifting it higher intentionally. THIS GUY

Judar going like “I have to get the idiot?” KSKSKSKSK

C: HHHH

C: All of this valid

The entire crew seems to get along great and have such fun interactions tbh lol

Me: Also yeah! They're all very fun and endearing and cute

Me: Actually, in the JP version, it seems more like he's saying that getting the “idiot king” (バカ殿, baka tono) would've been good, referring to Sinbad.

(Fixed up the TL, first one is more liberal and second is more literal)

Judar: It would've been better if I got the idiot king—

Judar: Getting the idiot king would’ve been good—

ジュダル：ばかとのがいいーーっ

(Judaru: Baka tono ga ii——)

C: OMG YEAH. DYSFUNCTIONAL HUSBANDS...

Me: Judar pulling on Alibaba's hair spike is just like pulling weeds out of the grass :)

Threateningly (/lh) but most likely playfully!

C: LMAO

Me: LMFAO YEAH JUDAR IS A CAT.

Hakuryuu literally giving Alibaba instructions on how to handle Judar 😭

C: Cat care sheet

Me: JuAli crumbs... Judar what are you so close for!

C: He just latches onto him

Me:

Judar: (—> Not sorry in the slightest)

C: YEAH LOL

Me: LMAOOO YEAH. Cat cot up in your personal space with no sense of the idea of personal space

(Magi: Ch. 266)

Me: I remember I was scrolling the JuAli tag on Twt and I saw a JP fan who talked about how they liked that "JuAli are so incompatible (in terms of their personalities) that they're drawn to each other."

Though, I feel like that's more HoroRen (SK) than JuAli. Cuz I think they're very compatible with each other. Rather than that, I see it more like… That they’re prone to clash, but their personalities mesh very well together.

As Lumen said, I love this panel sm cuz it’s always AliHaku, and Aladdin and Judar, who are put against each other in terms of the narrative, but Ch. 266’s panel shows that JuAli and Aladdin and Hakuryuu are the true opposites in terms of their personalities and motives/goals/ideals.

And I agree! That’s what's what causes them (JuAli) to clash sm, but also draws them to each other (re: Judar's inner curiosity towards Alibaba on the Dark Continent)

I also really love this panel cuz it shows that Judar recognizes that Alibaba has qualities that draw others to him, but just can't seem to understand why. Jaqui said that shows an inner curiosity and desire to know more. Which I agree with.

Me: Sinbad at the end help 😭😂

R: I'm Sinbad

Me: Also I'm confused af because Lumen said there are volume omakes at the end but I haven't seen them at all for the fan-TL on MD (MangaDex)

C: Valid!!

C: Cursed! Could be the MangaDex ones are scanned from the magazine releases of invidual chapters?

Me: I think MD has the EN fan-TL (magazine release) while Bato has the official TL by Viz (volume versions) that includes the omakes

Yeah I think the omakes are additional supplement papers (which are usually released with volumes)

C: CURSED

Me: I think people on Tunglr compiled them though, so most of them are fan-translated. So they're at least easy to find, but HHH.

I forgot who translated this one though… I swear I saved it off Tumblr?

Iirc @/youdontknowthings and @/arashidono fan-translated most Magi omakes. But I'll have to check again and read them all after

C: Aaaa I seee

...

Me: Ok so I just tried looking for the Magi: Vol. 20 - Nininbaori Tournament Omake and it's not in Vol. 20's extras??? Like I just checked right now.

So it must've come as an exclusive paper with Shounen Sunday Shop's Vol. 20 release in physical stores in Japan

DAWGGG WHY WASN'T IT INCLUDED IN THE VOLUME VERSION??? NOW I HAVE TO HUNT FOR IT MYSELF SO THAT I CAN GET MY HANDS ON IT

Ok let's see what I can do about this... I want that JuAli in HD and not in super low quality, so I just searched secondhand stores reselling it and bought it rn.

I'm waiting for it to get confirmed so it can get sent to me. Hope I can get my hands on it 🙏

I really want to get it so that I can scan it in HD. If it's JuAli related I MUST have my hands on it.

I've already collected a bunch of JuAli's old doujinshi from EA/JP creators back then.

[primatechnosynthpop]

Ok ok you know the nkotr roleswap au that Kris came up with and then I thought about it like 10× as much as she ever did because I'm fucking insane. If you don't know about it this should roughly inform you. Anyway uhhh here's the roleswap verse romantic comedy episode

--New Roles on the Swap: Romantic Irony--

They were supposed to meet at a hipster bar downtown. Max had been there before, but only to hang around outside it and beat people up. Those stupid hipsters always had so much money to spend on cold brew and overpriced donuts--they made easy targets. But you wouldn't catch him actually eating at a sissy place like that.

Well. Not until tonight, apparently. Because the stupid studio told him to. Hopefully the guy he was meeting would at least be cute.

"Well now, Maximilian!" Mitch had proclaimed a few hours prior upon reading their latest message from the studio. "It seems the studio has decided that even a mongrel like you should get a chance at love. They want us to film a romantic comedy webisode where you get to go on a date..."

"Date?" Daxter Flaxter had immediately balked at the prospect. "Nuh-uh! No girlz allowed!"

Mitch cut him off with a tut-tut noise and a wag of his finger: "...With a boy."

A sitcom ooh! sound effect played in the background. Daxter's reaction didn't change, though. He made a face and mimed spitting up something gross; Max laughed at the comedic display, the surrounding circumstance immediately forgotten.

"Nah, you two have fun, but I'm not taking part in this," Daxter said with a shake of his head as he headed for the door. "No romance for Daxter! I'm out!"

Now, standing outside the restaurant scuffing the stupid stuffy shoes Mitch had forced him into against the dirty pavement, Max wished he'd opted out of this one too. Yeah, the studio asked him to do it and all, but couldn't they have found somebody else? This whole thing stunk, and he hadn't even met his date yet.

He caught a snippet of conversation from a young couple strolling past with their arms linked and smarmy grins on their faces. Max grimaced and stuck his tongue out at them. Then the guy pulled out a ring, and the sour expression flipped to an eager sneer. Boy, talk about easy targets! Max was just about to march over and threaten them into handing the ring over when an unfamiliar hand tapped his shoulder. Max turned, instinctively baring his teeth, to see a guy around his age with shoulder-length brown hair and glasses wearing a baseball cap and a short-sleeved suit.

"So," the strange guy greeted him in a disinterested tone, "Are you my quote- 'date'- unquote?"

"Nah, I'm just here to make a movie for plymouth rock studios." Then Max remembered what kind of movie they were making, and he snapped his fingers. "Hey, wait a second... maybe I am your date. Are you Spencer?"

But this couldn't be him, right? Spencer was supposed to be cute, not some four-eyes. To his disappointment, the guy nodded.

"Ch'yeah, bro." Spencer stuck his hands in his pockets and gestured vaguely toward the restaurant. "So, you wanna go inside, or should we do more of an avante-garde, experimental date where we just, like, exist adjacent to each other or whatever?"

"Nahh, that sounds like a waste of time," Max decided. "Let's eat. But you're paying."

***

It was pretty dark in the bar, with a few tacky neon signs being the only sources of light. That made it a little easier to sit across from Spencer, but it didn't make listening to him talk any better. Max rolled his eyes and squirmed in discomfort while his date babbled on about whatever his dumb hipster job was and all the stupid bands he'd seen. He only tuned back in when Spencer snapped his fingers in his face several times in quick succession.

"Uh, hello?" Spencer huffed. "I was asking what kind of music you listen to."

Max stared blankly at Spencer for several seconds, jaw dangling partway open. Then he blinked, and suddenly remembered the communicator wristwatch he was wearing. Yeah, that's right, Mitch had promised to help him out with this stuff...

He raised his arm to talk into the watch, only to remember that his friend had stuffed him into a dumb frilly suit beforehand and it covered his wrist. Suddenly flustered, Max scrambled off the barstool he was perched on, knocking it over with a loud clatter in the process. Everyone else in the hipster bar turned to stare at him. His face flushed and he scowled at the onlookers, but Spencer was quick to make a dismissive gesture at the crowd.

"Chillax, broskis, he's with me." Then, lowering his voice and turning back to Max: "What's the deal? You're not, like, ditching me, right?"

"Nah, I just gotta take a piss. Be right back."

With that he scrambled off to the bathroom, where he whipped out the communicator watch. An image of Mitch flickered onto the screen. It looked like he was in a warehouse somewhere exploiting a bunch of factory workers, but Max didn't care about that.

"Hey, Dollarton, I need your help. What kind of music do I listen to?"

"You? You don't listen to anything besides that dreadful rap and heavy metal," Mitch sniffed. "But don't tell your date that, or he'll think you're a degenerate. Tell him you listen to opera or something with a modicum of sophistication."

"Opera? What, you want him to think I'm gay or something?"

Mitch's brow furrowed and he opened his mouth to say something, but one of the workers he was exploiting spoke up in the background just then and he cut himself off with a sigh. "Oh, never mind. Just tell him whatever you think he wants to hear. That's how I win over all my boyfriends."

So, when Max re-seated himself across from Spencer, the first thing he said was "Yeah, I don't really listen to anything. I've got better things to do."

Spencer raised his eyebrows, and though his eyes remained half-lidded, he sounded impressed. "No music? Woah, that's like uber-niche. Here I was worried you'd listen to, like, mainstream pop or something," he added, slumping back in his seat in clear relief.

"Naww, pop music blows," Max said, making a face. "All that perky autotuned junk about love and partying... I just wanna stuff all those singers in a locker and keep 'em there until they starve. That'd show 'em."

Spencer laughed out loud at that, though he quickly buried it in a fake cough and adopted a more detached amusement. Max's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Hey, when this guy smiled suddenly he looked a lot cuter, what was up with that?

"That is literally so true." Spencer rolled his eyes and waved his hand in a you know gesture. "And then these quote- 'alternative'- unquote artists will cross over into the mainstream, and it's like, ugh, I can't believe I ever thought they were cool."

Max couldn't relate to that, but he nodded his head and snickered along anyway. Spencer looked a lot more relaxed now, and... yeah. That was good. If they did a good job on this date they'd probably get paid more by the studio.

He recalled a tip Mitch gave him a couple hours ago, when he was helping him get ready. "Believe it or not, I do have some amount of faith in you," Mitch had said as he ran a comb through Max's tangled and matted hair. "You hardly have to be a gentleman to act like one, and you do have a sort of brutish charm, in the animalistic sense."

"Heh, yep." It was only a few seconds later that Max had cocked his head with a scowl as his friend's words sunk in. "Wait, animalistic?"

Without bothering to follow up on that comment, Mitch had straightened Max's collar for him and, looking him dead in the eyes, added sternly: "Oh, and Maximilian, do try to compliment him. Men like that, you know."

Now, looking his date up and down in the dingy lighting, Max struggled to dredge up a compliment. What could he say that would make a guy like him?

"Hey, Spencer... nice suit." Encouraged by the way Spencer glanced up at him, looking almost startled by the words, Max sneered and went on: "Did your mom buy it for you?"

An odd look passed over Spencer's face, and he hesitantly shook his head. "Nah, bro. This isn't even a real suit, 'cause I figured that'd be too conformist." He tugged at his collar, and for the first time Max realized that his date was actually wearing a t-shirt designed to look like a suit and tie. "It's ironic, natch."

"Ironic? What's that supposed to mean?" Max demanded, narrowing his eyes. The word felt funny in his mouth, like some foreign language something. "You keep talking like that and I'm gonna shove you in a locker."

He realized his mistake when Spencer, already no longer smiling, lowered his head with a sigh and gave him a reproachful look. Max gulped, sweat trickling down the back of his neck. Ah, crud. This wasn't going well. At this rate the studio wasn't even gonna pay him, and they promised they'd pay him next time he did good on a webisode!

Muttering an excuse under his breath, Max pushed himself away from the table, only to tip precariously backward on the wobbly barstool. He windmilled his arms with a yelp. Just before he could fall, Spencer darted forward and grabbed the stool, holding it in place. Doing so put his hand right between Max's legs; the two stared at each other for a few seconds, thick with awkward tension, until Max jumped down and made his second hasty getaway of the night.

This time there was a dull rabble in the background of Mitch's setting when he answered his communicator, and it looked like some of the workers in the warehouse were sharpening weapons. Mitch, too, seemed a little more on edge.

"Yes? What is it this time?"

"He doesn't like me," Max whined, trying to keep his voice low as he crouched in the dingy bathroom stall. "What do I do?"

"Ah, what indeed. Of course you can't just bribe him into more dates the way I would." Mitch paused, rubbing his chin in contemplation. "Perhaps you can win him over with your traditional masculinity--your knack for beating people up, for one. That's one skill that myself and Daxter are rather lacking in."

"Yeahhh, good point. I'll try that."

When he got back to the table, Spencer was texting on one of those little internet gadgets dweebs used. While he was looking down at the device, Max flicked his fingers against Spencer's nose. Spencer jerked back, hands flying up to clutch his nose with an indignant yelp. Max snickered as he took his seat.

"Hah. Got you."

"Bro, that was so not..." Spencer trailed off, eyes widening, as his gaze swept over the hand responsible for knocking his dumb nerd glasses askew (he was kinda cute with them crooked like that, not that Max even noticed or cared!) "Wait, are those real missing fingers?"

"Huh? Yeah." Remembering what Mitch had said about his masculinity, Max held up both hands to show off the bandaged stumps where a few of his digits used to be. "Lost 'em in a fight. Cool, huh?"

Spencer grimaced. "Nah, bro, physical fights are totally lame. I only fight with people on Myspace and Tumblr."

Max, unsure of what to say to that, opened his mouth and pointed to the gaps inside. "I got some teeth knocked out, too."

They were saved from any further conversation by a waiter showing up with their food. Max wasted no time grabbing a handful of bacon and stuffing it into his mouth, while Spencer stopped to snap some photos of his kale sriracha salad before he even popped open the lid of the mason jar it was served in. Heh, you snooze you lose, Max thought as he reached across the table to swipe some onion rings off Spencer's plate while he was too busy taking pictures to guard his meal.

Spencer raised his head to give him a cold glare. Just like that, the hot and juicy food turned to ash between Max's teeth. Crap. He doesn't like that. With the slow methodical movements of someone disarming a bomb, Max stretched his jaw open and reached inside to pull out the half-chewed mess of fried onion and place it back atop Spencer's plate. This did not improve things.

Ah, man, this sucked. He needed Mitch's help again. Ducking under the table to hide from Spencer's reproachful glare, Max pulled his communicator watch out and tried to call Mitch again. This time he got a busy signal--no response. Yeah, typical Dollarton, always betraying him.

(Unbeknownst to Max, at about that time Mitch was crouched under a desk in the warehouse as his peasants revolted, trying desperately and failing to get ahold of Daxter for help. Daxter, meanwhile, ignored his own communicator going off and carried on whistling a bluesy melody from a video game while he fed spoonfuls of gatorade to his most prized anime figurine.)

"Hey, that wristwatch is bitchin'," Spencer interjected. "Is that, like, an underground brand or what?"

"Eh-heh-heh-heh, yup." Max smirked and puffed out his chest in self-satisfaction. "Me and Daxter Flaxter and Mitch Dollarton are the only ones who've got 'em."

Spencer recoiled with a cringe when he mentioned Mitch. "Pssh, bro, the Dollartons are like the richest family in Massachusetts. They're all total posers. Why are you hanging out with one of them?"

"Eh, well, it's not like I like him or anything..." That was kind of a lie--he did like Mitch, though he wasn't sure why--but man, he sure could be annoying sometimes. "It's cause we make movies together. You ever hear about, uh, New Kids on the Rock?"

Spencer nodded, eyes lighting up in recognition. "Oh yeah, natch. A bunch of my mutuals are into it, and they've been telling me to check it out, but I wasn't sure because it kinda has the vibe of something that might get big. I mean, I can always say I liked it before it was cool, but that only does so much for my cred since posers lie about liking stuff before it was cool all the time..." He trailed off from his rambling with a shrug, but Max noted with satisfaction that he was smiling again in that barely-managing-to-be-disaffected way. "But web shows are the new television anyway, so I guess I'll check it out."

They lapsed into silence for a while, eating their food. When the evening was winding down, Max reached over and tugged on Spencer's arm.

"C'mon, we better bust this joint before they try and take our money."

"Nah, bro, it's chill," Spencer assured him with a dismissive wave. "The people here know me; they always give me a discount."

Max squirmed, shooting a glance over his hunched shoulder at a waiter walking nearby. "Are you sure? Mitch says he's not lending me money anymore after last time..."

"For realsies, I've got it." Spencer shot him a smirk as he pulled out a wallet. "But hey, if you wanna pay me back so bad, how about you walk me home?"

***

Spencer, it turned out, lived in an old colonial-style house just down the block from the fabled Plymouth Rock (which, of course, was constructed to honour the film studio of the same name). While Max was leading him up the driveway, their arms proudly linked, Spencer suddenly stopped. Max shot his date a puzzled glance. What, he wasn't pissed at him again, was he? Yeesh, at this rate the studio was never gonna give Max his paycheck!

But rather than glowering, Spencer was blushing. He moved his hand down from the crook of Max's arm to slide their hands together.

"Hey, listen, about your fingers... it's sick, bro."

Max tilted his head. He couldn't be sure, but the way he said it sounded like a compliment. Sure enough, Spencer went on:

"I guess I was just weirded out because I'm, like, not really into the punk scene? But if you think about it, it's actually a really radical statement against mainstream expectations. I mean, why should the man tell us how many teeth or fingers we should have, or whatever?" Spencer picked at the frayed bandages on Max's hand as he said this, sending a thrilling shudder down Max's spine. "And body modification is already a thing, so maybe getting fingers removed will be the next big trend in, like, 20XX or whenever. And if that happens then you'll be a total legend for doing it before it was cool."

"Heh, yeah," Max agreed, even though he didn't really get what Spencer was going on about. Then, grabbing Spencer's hand and holding it up to his mouth: "Hey, if you wanna lose a finger, I can bite it off for you right now. Maybe we can even sew it onto my hand, like a keepsake. Eh-heh-heh-heh."

Spencer's face grew bright pink and he rapidly shook his head. "N-nah, bro, that... it's cool. Another time, y'know?"

"Yeahhh," Max said, a grin slowly spreading over his face as he let his date's hand go. "Another time, 'cause we're gonna go on more dates. Nice."

With that, they said goodbye at the door, and Spencer went inside. Max let out a cry of victory the second the door closed behind him.

"YES! Take that, Mitch, and Daxter, and the studio! You bozos didn't think I could go on a date, but I did it, and now you hafta gimme a paycheck!"

***

So yeah last nite was fun, I mean he's totes cray & kinda ugly but if u think abt it that actually makes dating him better bc it's, like, going against normie standards or whatevs <3

Lounging on his bed that morning with his vape pen dangling halfway out of his mouth, Spencer scrolled through his camera roll for a photo to append to his latest blog post. He'd taken a couple during the date without Max noticing, but they weren't really from flattering angles... he finally selected one of Max with his head cocked like a stray dog, with a little piece of bacon sticking out from between his lips. Spencer chuckled lightly at the detail, but catching it led to him staring at those lips for a few seconds longer than necessary, and... oh man. His heart pounded in his chest like the predictable beat of the pop songs he and Max had bonded over hating. He, like, liked this guy. Unironically.

No sooner had he finished making the post than his dad barged into his room, unannounced as always. Spencer sat up with a beleaguered sigh and took his headphones off to address John Smith.

"Um, knock much?"

"I did knock, you foolish boy, you just didn't hear me over your music," the old pilgrim said with an accusatory finger jab. "Now tell me, who dares trespass in our driveway?"

"Geez, Dad, chillax. It's probably just a..." He trailed off, mind and heart alike racing when he realized. "Oh, dip, that'd be Max!"

John Smith's sunken eyes narrowed. "...Max?"

"Uh, ch'yeah. He's like my new boyfriend, or whatever," Spencer said with a deflective shrug as he slid off the bed and moved toward the door.

But to his annoyance, his father moved to block his exit, hand darting down to hover over the hilt of his sword.

"A new boyfriend? You'll have no such thing! I've told you before, Spencer Smith, it falls upon you to find a wife and carry on the pilgrim lineage before we go extinct!"

"But Da-ad, I--!"

His father silenced him with a flash of his blade. The ancient but still deadly strip of metal came to hover inches from Spencer's throat. Spencer gulped and took a step back. He always used to think John Smith was rad for having a sword, because pilgrims with muskets were so conformist, but the way his dad acted about Spencer's relationships was totally wack. And the decapitated look totally wasn't in right now, so he could only stand back and watch as his father slammed the door behind him and stormed off, no doubt to scare away the realest human connection Spencer had felt in months.

***

The small bouquet Max had stolen off a grandma's windowsill on the way over was pretty much squashed into mulch from how much he'd worried the flowers between his sweat-slicked palms. It felt like something similar was happening to his heart. Like some kinda giant had stuck its big ugly hand in his chest and was squeezing his heart to mush. Man, was that sappy or what?

He paused halfway up the driveway and cast a nervous glance over his shoulder to the decorative rock on the Smiths' front lawn. Mitch and Daxter peered out from behind it to give him a thumbs-up, although Mitch--who was already back in his usual stuffy clothes after getting bailed out from prison earlier that morning--looked a little less excited. Max tried to return his friends' encouraging gesture, but out of habit his hand accidentally raised in a middle-finger position instead.

The second he knocked on the door, it swung open with a bang. Max jumped back with a startled shout and ducked to avoid a sword being thrust in his direction by an older guy in weird pilgrim clothes.

"Get off my property, you miscreant," the guy holding the sword hissed. "You're not welcome here!"

"Suck it, geezer," Max sneered. "I ain't here for you. Where's Spencer?"

"Spencer? Why..." The pilgrim paused, visibly searching for words, until he broke into a wicked grin. "...Spencer's been dead for ten years!"

"Huh?" Max narrowed his eyes. "That's bull. I just went on a date with him last night."

He tried to shoulder past the pilgrim to get inside, but a slash of the sword against his cheek made him think better of it. He flinched, hand flying up to brush away a thin line of blood that sprung up in the sword's wake. The pilgrim lunged forward, hissing, to strike him again. Max let out a shout of startled indignation and backed off the porch in a haphazard stagger.

Once he was off the steps and out of range of that crazy guy's sword, he grabbed the nearest heavy object--the communicator watch on his wrist; fat lot of good that whole gimmick did for him--and chucked it as hard as he could at the pilgrim's stupid hat. Then he turned tail and bolted.

His friends intercepted him at the bottom of the driveway. Daxter gave him a good-natured smack on the back, grinning again now that the disruptive field of romance had been dispelled.

"Too bad!" he proclaimed cheerfully. "Looks like you won't be getting any action!"

"Don't be too downtrodden now, Maximilian," Mitch added, laying a hand on Max's arm when he hung his head. "Going on a date with a dead man? People have made fortunes off less remarkable stories."

"Yeah, but..."

Max trailed off, casting a forlorn glance back at the house. The pilgrim still lingered in the doorway, sword at the ready. Above him, the curtain of a second-story window rustled and pulled back for a moment. Max looked away again a second too soon to see the very much still living object of his interest waving at him.

He wouldn't be caught dead saying any mushy stuff out loud, but as Mitch and Daxter ushered him off back to their clubhouse to get the latest webisode edited and uploaded, Max made a silent promise to never forget the previous night.

***

Spencer was lying on his bed with his face buried halfway in the pillow, listening to a tragic indie song about doomed lovers dying together in an overly niche workplace accident, when his dad came back in. He turned his music down without taking his earbuds out and rolled over onto his side without getting up or fully meeting John Smith's gaze. He didn't want to see whatever look of self-satisfaction his father must have had just then.

"So is he, like, gonezo?"

It was a rhetorical question. Spencer had watched through the window as the three figures receded down the road until they vanished into the distance. But hey, may as well ask anyway, right? Rhetorical questions were like the new irony, or whatever. What-fucking-ever.

"Yes, he's gone."

"Great," Spencer muttered bitterly. "Quote- 'thanks'- unquote, Dad. And BTW, I'm using those quotes ironically to indicate sarcasm," he added in case the old geezer didn't get it.

"He even tried to defile me with this unsightly piece of modern technology," John Smith went on. "Bah! Away with it!"

He flung something towards Spencer, who sat up and caught it with instincts well-honed from countless close calls of dropping his phone. Then he turned and slammed the door with a huff, leaving Spencer once again alone in his melancholy.

Or maybe... not 100% alone. Turning the device over in his hands, Spencer's heart fluttered when he realized it was the very same totally bitchin' communicator Max had worn during the date. He experimentally punched in a combination of numbers on the keypad, and the device beeped out a chipper little ringtone. Moments later, a shaky image flickered onto the screen--not Max, but another guy with a backwards baseball cap.

"Woah, looks like you've got mail!" the strange guy on the screen remarked. "Well, I don't wanna talk to this guy, so heeere you go."

There were some fabric shuffling noises as the device was handed off, and then Max's face filled the screen. He immediately lit up upon seeing Spencer.

"Heyyy, you're not dead after all! I shoulda known."

"Ch'yeah, my dad is just stuck in colonial times. He's always trying to screw me over." Spencer paused, drumming his fingers on the watch's sturdy black plastic casing. He tried his best to seem casual as he said, "So, do you still wanna go out again sometime?"

Max grinned, and Spencer barely even shuddered at all the gaps in his teeth. "You're on. But next time Mitch is paying."

--End--

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love this take as a new reader who came on here and say so much love for one oc and then I read the whole series and I kinda liked Maureen and I was like is something wrong with me???? my man always tells me I go against the crowd just to be different so maybe that's it lol, but I also felt like she has so much more to show in regards to not being a finished product but a growing human being so I'm glad people are more accepting at the moment it seems of all the loves in this au

Oh gosh, can’t tell you what a boost this is to my author’s heart! Because I don’t expect or wish to compel folks to like her ever, and most new folks are drawn to Lu and why would that ever make me sad?!! Lu is my dark horse baby I always planned on being a show stealer so, oh my gawd that worked out.

Yet still! It’s nice to have fresh eyes tell me they see an OC’s potential. Because Maureen still has her old stalwart fans and they’ve hung in there even as she reached her lowest, if ya like her now or see her potential, you’ll be glad to know I plan for her to fight her way upwards from now on.

But, it may have been my perception, yet I think there was a period when her issues were newer and a moment of clearing the air was needed. Anons needed to voice their concerns and there had to be some discussion about liking verses condoning.

Personally I can root for a character who’s currently awful imo— I’m rooting for them to change. I want the tortured murderer to stop murdering people and mend his ways and try to repair things, even though that’s technically futile for him ever to repair what he’s done, I still wanna see him redeemed to an extent. I find such beauty in that. His victims’ family might not, it’s very subjective

And yeah. I’m using male pronouns because society if far kinder to male anti-heroes than they are to women exhibiting half of their negative traits in harrowing scenarios.

Not the case for all, some it’s just a genuine moral issue or else a personal instance of past harm that really sticks and predisposes them to not be enthused by a character embodying that. So, anyway, big long winded schpeel but, it’s been awesome to hear all the takes but recently they’ve been more moderated or at the very least I think people feel understood and safe to not like her but like the story.

Or. In your case. To stay tuned for her changes. ☺️ xoxo

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📃📃📃📃📃 (One for each muse!)

If you slip in a little 📃 I will discuss one scenario that had been living in my head rent free | @heavensxstray

Hellaina | Similar to Vincent, something where she ends up down in Hell on less good terms. She's no less ambitious, but what if she winds up in a contract with Valentino instead? She's used her "feminine wiles" to get ahead before, and this is perhaps, less different than she might like, but in the grand scheme of things she knows what she's doing. Bide her time, smile wide, bite her tongue and work her way out. It's a verse without Dia so she would be more bitter and jaded. But yeah, something where she and Angel are friends. I already like Paranoid DJ's song for Cherri for Hellaina, this would just lean further into that.

Belphegor | This is sort of an either-or scenario with the same end goal. I've already realized his end game plot would probably be making Purgatory because he is morally opposed to how Hell is running, and because he can no longer look at Heaven as Paradise. Whatever family he had up there is... unrecognizable to him now. So something where he either ends up among the sinners of Pride and realizes just how many of them don't deserve to be here. They weren't murderers and villains, they were desperate people in bad situations. So many people are just that, people, not good or bad, and I think he puts more stock in intention than action sometimes, like Adelard is a fun example because he killed a lot of people, but they were already going to die of the plague, he just saved them suffering. The other is something where he ends up on the surface and gets to see people in action. Like yes there may be war, but there are also parents who bring their children to play, or random acts of kindness. Mostly, a plot where someone learns to love people rather than be embittered by them.

Astaroth | Honestly anything with an immortal, where you get to see her and them through the centuries. Are they a really old sinner who she likes? Or, even better, are they an angel/demon/some other assorted supernatural other??? When I made her, me and novinare were talking, and that's why her ex is Asmodeus (with their version in specific in mind, but it works with Helluva's Ozzie too!) I hc that she and Mephistopheles are friends with benefits but also, he could be changed out for anyone else in a similar vein. Just give me a loooong history with someone.

Adelard | CHILDREN!!! Well I say that, but really just someone to take care of. You know, some newly fallen, where he gets to help them adjust. Were they religious and feel abandoned by God, well then your friendly former-seminary student may be able to help! Are you just... confused, scared? Well he's there too. He's not judgemental, and he's seen more come and go and change than pretty much any sinner. Found family where there should be punishment.

Dia | Honestly??? The very basic mafia sort of au. Like she's the pathologist selling body parts! The mafioso tries to intimidate her and just... it doesn't work, flat look, sarcasm. Or anything where she and Alastor are friends, I think they'd be fun. Cannibal buddies! They could sing show-tunes and be, quite frankly, terrifying together. Also the irony being that one side of the relationship is Vox's second in command and best friend, and the other has managed to befriend The Radio Demon, Vox's #1 rival.

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┕━ ❛ ⚕. muse »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀〡i take my problems one step at a time. if i do something i’m gonna do it right.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. wardrobe »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡i have no idea what the kids call fashion these days but i’m sure this makes me look ‘hip’.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. aesthetics »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡likes.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. musings »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡so bored... can’t believe i’ve got too much time on my hands. me of all people...

┕━ ❛ ⚕. music »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡this tune isn’t actually half bad.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. in character »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡interactions.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. main »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡logic and morals are all just so many words in the end. the ego is what really moves people.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. modern au »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡i can’t do half the stuff i want to do anymore with this rickety old body.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. headcanons »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡change your mind about me? i’m the kinda guy who knows how to pick a time and place.

┕━ ❛ ⚕. about »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡i’m a doctor with rugged good looks. what more could a lady ask for?

┕━ ❛ ⚕. answered »» 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐔〡come stop by again if you’re feeling under the weather alright?

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cicuta -> ch.1 : thrill

-> genre : non!idol au | angst | smut | fluff | all of it one bowl -> pair : ot8!skz x fem!reader -> warnings : swearing ; smoking ; i am so bad at rhyming -> plot : so how did you end up surrounded by the biggest rappers from the underground seoul scene? your brother was making it big (even if your parents didn't believe that was a real job) and you decided to join him at one of the finals to see him. let's say that's where it all went downhill… -> appeareances from other idols, stay tuned!

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as i looked around the house and saw mingi pacing back and forth, i knew something was wrong. he usually flared confidence and probably threw a witty comment at me every once in a while but it's like today it was different. he was dressed up to go out and he looked really good in his fit but since he was going round and round through the whole house, it was becoming messier.

"okay what's up?" i asked as i slowed him down and made him stop. combing his hair with my hand and fixing his jacket as he sighed without even looking at me.

"i have a competition and i really need to win. i don't even have the verses prepared in my head, scared of fucking it up and hongjoong is not even gonna be there." mingi expressed as his head was spinning around and i rolled my eyes. i knew how much freestyle meant to him and how much competitions took a toll on him every time he lost. our parents weren't particularly proud of him for choosing this path but i knew how much music meant to him and he had the skill to get big so of course i was gonna support him.

"you're already stressed and you're not even on the stage yet. it's gonna be fine, rhymes come to you naturally and you always kill it." i said as i tried to comfort him but i knew it was no use. there was something about having the support from his hyung that just brought the confidence he needed, hongjoong was always the one to support him through everything and it was odd that he wasn't gonna be there. "wooyoung is not gonna be there either?"

"who knows where the fuck he is? i haven't seen him in forever since he fought with san." he said and i just knew that if those two weren't gonna be there, mingi was gonna be a nervous wreck through the whole ride. 

"okay, give me like 10 minutes and i'll get ready." i said as i did a quick run to my room to find the perfect fit. i didn't catch the pure look of confusion in my brother's face but i could already tell that he didn't believe me by the tone of his voice.

"are you serious? you know you don't have to right?" he said and i just rolled my eyes on the other side of the door as i did my best to change clothes and do my makeup fast enough. he was always putting himself down, he already felt bad that he wasn't following the career that our parents wanted for him and i was done with not acting up.

"mingi i'm going with you, i want to support you and i ain't leaving you all alone." i said as i came out of my room, all dressed up and ready to go. he smiled and nodded as we walked out of the house, no more words needed to be said as we stepped into his car. 

i was going to drive us there and let him concentrate, make all the rhymes he needed in his head and knew he was gonna kill it in the end. whether he won or lost, that didn't matter, what mattered is that he got to present his passion on the stage and that was rapping.

the drive wasn't really long but as we got closer to where the arena laid, i just couldn't believe the size of it. the amount of fans mingi had was insane, i didn't even know the level my brother was on and i suddenly felt like a bad sister. he rolled the window down as he waved and i could hear the scream from both fanboys and fangirls, i smiled knowing this is what made him happy. 

parking the car on the vip section felt weird but if i was gonna come to more competitions, i should probably be getting used to it. as i looked around, the place couldn't be more big and my brother's smile never left his face. i knew at that moment that the anxiety was gone and that the side that i knew of mingi was kicking in. he was jumping up and down in excitement, saying hi to everyone and introducing me in the process as we got in the stadium. it was starting to fill up from what i could see from the sides in the backstage and i've never seen anything quite like this before. 

i started to walk my way towards where the screens were and close to where the exit to the stage was. kinda got caught up in the moment when i felt someone staring at me so i turned around and my eyes got lost in someone's. not just someone, i knew he was famous, i knew he made a career out of freestyle and i heard him sometimes on the radio, but i could never remember his name. it was intense the way he stared at me and got closer but i let it happen. as the lights were clearer i could make out his features better and most of all the tattoos that covered his face, his hands and arms. 

"so you're mingi's sister?" bangchan asked or at least that's what i thought his name was. can you blame me? i'm not familiar and this is my first time here. i couldn't say though that i wasn't intrigued and a bit intimidated because he had a weird aura about him (or it's probably the face tattoos).

"yeah, it's the first time i'm seeing him compete." i said as i looked around because i thought he was right behind me but i lost track of him. i sighed as he probably got distracted with the first thing he saw or the first person he came across. "i don't know much about rap competitions though but i heard my brother and he's pretty good."

"oh yeah he's incredible. he was in the same group as wooyoung and hongjoong, they killed it in the scene back in the day. wow i'm sounding old as fuck." he said as he crossed his arms and i got a peek at the different designs that were covering him. "oh i'm chan by the way, kind obvious since that's almost my stage name but yeah whatever."

"i'm (y/n), nice to meet you." i said with a smile and he smiled back, damn dimples okay. not like i had a thing for dimples and tats at all, nope. it was easy to lie to myself but i needed to pull myself together, this was my brother's friend at the end of the day. 

"already flirting with someone? you've got a girlfriend christopher." another guy said as he approached us, oh my god more tattoos kill me now. but now i knew that chan was off limits and i would stick to being good, not gonna get involved in a cheating scandal, that's not me!

"shut the fuck up! this is mingi's sister dumbass." chan said and the other dude made the most shocked expression. okay so mingi did not talk about me at all which was good and bad, good because i did not like to be mentioned around but also if i knew it was full of guys like these, i would've liked them to know my existence. then again it wouldn't have been good because i would constantly be thrown around in verses.

"oh shit, hi i'm changbin. you probably heard of me because i'm wooyoung's best friend and he's very close to mingi." he said and of fucking course, how did i not recognize him? dude is practically one of the best rappers in korea. the fact that i was standing by two people that were masters of not only this scene but of music was huge to me and the fact that they were nice just made it better. 

"hi, yeah wooyoung is at my house a lot. please come pick him up, he practically lives there." i said, rolling my eyes, which caused them to laugh and god what a beautiful sound. no, boundaries (y/n) please, stay true to yourself and don't fall for the man with tats again. 

"(y/n) what are you doing with these old men? oh wait never mind, i'm older than bin by two days." he said as he got close to you and greeted chan and changbin with a smile. "i didn't expect you two here and it seems like you met my sister." 

"well changbin obviously came by to support jeongin since you're competing with him today. i have no idea what i'm doing here man, i practically live here." chan said, lighting up a cigarette which i found kinda odd since we were backstage and not outside but i was guessing no one really cared about that shit here.

"dude is a freestyle ancient, he has to be in all competitions." changbin said, which earned him a punch in the shoulder from chan and a laugh from mingi and myself. "but yeah i gotta support my boy but i wish you the best as well."

"thank you man, really appreciate it." mingi said and looked at me, giving me a little smile which i gave him back as i hugged him. "gotta go on stage, don't drift too far away and fucking pray that i win."

"duh dumbass, that's why i came here!" i said smiling and giving him a pat on the back as he went out, all the lights focusing on him and the so-called jeongin or i.n. also there were the judges who were mostly composed from ex freestylers, rappers and previous winners. 

"let's get this show started." changbin said and chan just nodded as he looked at the screen but then he looked back. 

he gave me a wink and of fucking course i blushed. yeah this wasn't going to end well for me was it?

as i concentrated on trying to watch my brother kill on the mic, i started to notice just how natural he was. he not only had a good stage presence, he knew how to rhyme (this was shocking knowing mingi had failed literature a thousand times).

"you say you kill as an mc, you say you got your whole career ahead. i'm sorry brother, i hear no bars, no flow, sounds like you're fucking dead." mingi said and the crowd roared as i looked at it, the more people i saw. from the seats to the ones who were standing up on the field. so many cellphones, shining through and recording the fight. 

"i might sound dead but i still hear you whisper through and through. even your fucking sister is ashamed of you." jeongin said and this was probably not gonna be the first time i was gonna be mentioned in a competition so i just hid myself behind my hands in embarrassment as changbin laughed. 

"no way that's the same jeongin you raised." chan said as he shook his head in disbelief. changbin nodded as he looked at the clock on the screen, signaling that was the last verse for now. it only got harder from there as they words popped up on the screen and they had to rhyme without knowing what would come up next. 

"you brought up my sister, you brought up my family. at least she's here unlike your family, heard they thought it was a tragedy that you're sucking on some old rapper's dick." mingi said laughing and the crowd went nuts. even changbin was in shock that he was brought up in a verse. i looked around and saw chan laughing his ass off as he palmed changbin on the back. 

"i'm gonna fucking kill mingi dude." changbin said and i couldn't help but laugh too. not only was mingi older and taller, outside of his stage persona he could do no wrong. "stop laughing (y/n), this is serious matters!"

"i'm sorry!" i apologized but couldn't help but laugh again as i thought of the rhyme and changbin's expression. i'm not good at pretending at the end of the day.

"it's fine, the man just can't take it when they call him old even though he's been in the game for so long so it sure feels like it." chan said as he took a hit from another cigarette and blew the smoke outside. i hated smoking but why did this man make it look so fucking hot? it was unbearable.

i looked at the screen again and saw that the voting had begun. "(y/n) stop getting distracted by men and actually pay attention to your brother" i thought to myself and as soon as i started to watch it, the results were in. i saw the host walk down and lift up mingi's arm as jeongin clapped and everyone cheered. i smiled as i couldn't believe it and even started clapping myself from how excited i was. not only it was his first solo competition, not only his friends weren't here but he actually killed it and he deserved the victory.

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a few hours had passed since mingi's victory and to celebrate it, they held a huge party in the backstage. of course my brother was already a few drinks in and stumbling all around the place as i watched him move around. i was sitting down, i wasn't drinking because i had to drive us home and i was just checking my phone when suddenly i felt someone sit next to me.

"hey, i know you don't know me but i'm sorry for dropping you in a verse like that. you're (y/n) right?" jeongin said to me and i smiled. ok if he wasn't adorable, i don't know what he was but the energy he was giving me was just the cutest. 

"yeah and you're jeongin?" i asked to be sure since maybe i was getting his name wrong the whole time but he just nodded as he blushed. "you don't have to say sorry, i know how this battles go." 

"i usually never mess with family but changbin told me to be rougher. he says i'm too soft on the mic but that my pace is good." he said and i nodded as i listened to him. it genuinely sounded like he was struggling with his mentor but i guessed that's how most mentor-alumni relationships went. 

"i mean i don't know much about it but today you killed it. you probably feel disappointed over not winning, that doesn't mean you weren't good though." i said looking at him, his fox-like eyes were captivating as he smiled and blushed even more. he looked like a tomato between the heat and the embarrassment but it just made me want to get closer to him, i could not explain it.

"that means a lot to me, thank you." he mumbled and i just gave him a little smile as i looked around the crowded room. lots of drunk people, lots of well known musicians appeared as well and lots of making out. i could spot a figure from a mile away and that was chan, i could never miss the cross next to his eye and he was joined by a girl that i guessed was his girlfriend, the one changbin mentioned. "i'm not even sure if that's hyung's girlfriend, not gonna lie."

"oh? i heard changbin mentioned he had one and i thought it was her." i said and when i looked around again, they drifted off to a corner to make out. yeah, nasty, not my thing but to each their own i guess. 

"yeah no, that's not her but this is not shocking at all. he kinda does this all the time." jeongin said and i was living for him spilling the tea on me (okay maybe i shouldn't be but who cares). "you're not drinking?"

"i have to drive mingi home so i'm trying to be the responsible one." i said and he nodded, it felt like the air got tighter as more people were joining in. the heat was already exhausting as i took off my jacket but jeongin put it back on my shoulders again. 

"not trying to be rude, it's just some guys here are kinda creepy. if you want to, we can go outside?" he offered and i nodded as the room felt like it was closing in on me. jeongin grabbed my hand and i intertwined our fingers to not lose him in the crowd. making our way through people was hard but it brought the nice cold air of being outside and it helped me breathe again. 

the night was still young as we looked at the sky. you couldn't see a single star because of the lights but it still was as beautiful as it could be. the arena was enormous, i wondered how it felt like for my brother and for jeongin to receive the support of so many people, to hear that many folks screaming your name. it must be frightening but so exciting at the same time.

"noona? you've got lost in your thoughts." jeongin said and i looked back at him. i smiled because he was adorable like i said before and i couldn't help but love those dimples. oh god am i seriously thinking that? brain shut up for a second and stop being weird. "is everything okay?"

"yeah, i just tend to drift away sometimes. can i call you innie?" i asked and he smiled, again blushing and nodding. it just made me smile back as i looked at him and got closer, i didn't know exactly why but there was like something pulling me towards him. 

"mingi hyung will kill me." he said yet one of his hands went from his pockets all the way to my cheek as he caressed it slowly. he couldn't help but bite his lip as he looked at me up close and i needed it, i craved his lips as a rush of electricity flowing through me as he closed the gap and met me in a kiss. it wasn't tender or soft, it was full energy just like him when he was on the stage and i could feel a cold metal on his tongue, goddamn if it wasn't enough he had a fucking piercing.

i couldn't even recall what happened after that because all i could feel was jeongin's lips on mine and the thrill of kissing in an empty place but feeling like everyone was seeing us. his hands traveling to my waist and pulling me closer like i was gonna leave yet the last thing i wanted to do was escape from his embrace.

[cpirits]

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

( MUSE AU INFO | Takuya set in fic verse with @definitelykouichikimura )

Takuya was one of the children chosen to go to the digital world to save it from evil. /basic Digimon story ends here/ Takuya ends up back with his friends but feels different. They all go about their lives in the Human World.

What he didn’t realize was his spirits (Agnimon & Vitramon) had come back with him to be a part of his consciousness and therefore integrate themselves into his core and being.

What ended up happening was Takuya developed DID (Disassociative Identity Disorder) with this happening. Three personalities inside one body.

[ –for rp purposes – ]

Takuya speaks in normal text (Takuya)

Agnimon speaks in italic text (Quiet Takuya)

Vitramon speaks in bold text (Angry/Aggressive Takuya)