#. i really went into this thinking this was more complex than it was. but ah well i had fun LOL

[wolfieolfie]

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[laurentdirosetti]

"Support character" [part 2]

{Idia Shroud x gn/MC}

Tags: playing videogames together, competitive, bet, smut...

Idia’s room was just like you imagined it would be, an otaku’s room —books scattered on the floor, open boxes in every corner, merchandising from different animes and games, posters on the walls… Also, the air in the room is really heavy, why is it so hot in here? Is it because of the computer or- 

MC: ARE YOU ALRIGHT? 

His hair was bright red, redder than when we were in the storage room, and not only the color was hot red, but the temperature too. 

Idia: so-sorry, this is the first time a girl has entered my room (anyone other than Ortho or me for that matter).

That was the issue, haha… now I’m nervous too. I should do something to break the ice in this situation, or rather cooler the temperature. I think I recognised one of his figurines on that shelf… 

MC: Isn’t that Ruri-chan from “The Magical Ruri Hana: Demon Girl”?

I was staring right at Ruri-chan when I asked him, so it was a surprise when I turned around to look at his face and saw his expression. For a few seconds the time stopped and he gave me a death stare. Why is he so scary all of a sudden? Did I mispronounce her name? Impossible, I’ve been watching that series since I came to this world, mostly because it was the only serotonin I could find after nearly dying over a kid’s tantrum. 

Idia: you know Ruri-chan?

Maybe because you were nearly as introverted as Idia or because you were nervous, the only answer you could find to his suddenly cold attitude was that this was the beginning of the typical “man interrogation over a common interest to prove your authenticity as a fan”. So before he could start making you questions about the show, you blow out all the lore of the series. 

Idia’s face was as rigid as a rock until you finished your monologue on Ruri-chan’s journey. You stopped talking to catch a breath when he grabbed you by the shoulders and suddenly snapped.

Idia:  ARE YOU TELLING ME THERE WAS ANOTHER OTAKU IN THE ACADEMY AND I DISCOVER IT NOW? Why did it take you so long to talk to me? How is it possible that I didn’t know about this before? I mean, I have control over all the technology and internet connection here. I should’ve been notified if a student was watching anime, how is it possible I didn’t know about you till now? What did you do? What kind of firewall did you use?

MC: I just watched it on Ramshackle’s TV…

Idia: ah… that explains everything, that TV probably doesn’t even have an HDMI port, let alone Internet… 

MC: Idia… my shoulders are starting to hurt.

He sure is strong, it's hard to tell by those baggy clothes he's always wearing. He instantly opened his hands to let me go as soon as he heard me. He looked troubled he might have hurted me. 

MC: don’t worry, I may not have “mana”, but my HP is full.

He couldn’t help but smile at my dumb -almost cringe- comparison. I think my “break the ice” mission was successful. Idia is very expressive, he snapped from nervous, to surprised, to confused, to happy in the the blink of an eye. I wish he stopped using that floating tablet of his to attend classes so I could see more of his expressions. 

As soon as he released me he went to pick something from his wardrobe, a pair of controls apparently. The controls in my world were less complex than this ones. Idia handed me one of them and I began to study the buttons. It would be a lie to tell I knew how to grab it, clown music is playing inside my head. I wanted to play videogames with him, but truth be told I don’t have money to fix Rammshackle’s sink let alone buy a videogame or a console. 

Idia saw my troubled grin and step towards me, shadowing my entire persona. 

Idia: Is there a problem? You don’t like the color or something? Is it the brand?

MC: well, you see, the thing is… 

This is gonna be so embarassing. First, I ran into problems trying to defend him against nothing, cause he wasn’t even hearing those jerks. Second, I made him hide with me in the storage room and now I have to tell him I wanted to play videogames with him but didn’t even think about the possibility of the controls being different from my world. Defeated, I lower my head to evade his soon to be inquisitive gaze. 

MC: …I don’t know how to use these controls, they are different from the ones in my world.

Silence was so loud I couldn’t take it anymore and looked up. He was trying so hard not to burst out laughing at me his cheeks were red and his jaw was so tense I could see his neck muscles contracting. Finally, he let out a little pfft and grabbed his mouth and chin with his hand, pressing his cheek with his index.

Idia: I’m sorry but, you went through all that trouble to play together and you don’t even know how? Cute.

Lucky for me I don’t have magical hair that turns red when I'm flustered, but I’m sure it’s not hard to guess just by looking at my face. 

Idia: don’t worry, guess I’ll have to teach you as I did with my little brother, come here.

He sat on a visible comfortable plush sofa, big enough for him to open his leg and ask me to sit between them. Funny, when we were in the storage room he was so nervous and now he openly asks me to sit on top of him, hasn’t he noticed?

Dumbfounded, I did as he requested and sat on the gap between his thighs, creating a space between us as a way to surpass the embarrassment. Unfazed, he glued his chest to my back and slipped his hands around my body. As if I was walking on thin ice, I slowly rested my arms on top of his. Then he moved his hands on top of mine on the controller, guiding my fingers on top of the buttons. My ears were bright red as I could feel his breathing chilling my neck, whispering a slow pace explanation on how to use the controller. His fingers moved mine slowly over the buttons, his hair fell as a cascade over my shoulders sliding between my legs. I don’t know what is happening and I would swear neither does he. He’s so focused on explaining the lore of the game and controls he hasn’t realized the hot mess he got cuddled beneath him.

Idia: Did you get that?

He asked, suddenly making me snap out of my cloud. Even though it was difficult, for many reasons, I caught a glimpse of his monologue while trying to survive my ocean of hormones. 

MC: Well… It seems quite complicated to be honest. Maybe I can understand it better once I play the game. 

Idia: Great, let’s play. I’ll connect the other controller so we can multi-play this. 

The controller was right next to us, already plunged, so he didn’t move an inch and his arm were still surrounding me. The soundtrack of the game started playing and far too late I realized he meant to play in this position, basically cuddling each other, with our arms tangled, his body temperature on me and his breathing on my neck. We haven’t even started, but I can tell I already lost. 

Unfortunately for him, after playing for nearly an hour, I tried my best to give him a hard time beating me. I lost all the matches anyway, but at least I could hear his groans all along, echoing in my ears. 

Idia: SO much for being a snob, you are tougher than you look. But rest assured, I would never let a newbie beat me at my favorite game. Ortho has tried many times and I should give him a pass -you know the whole “Idia let your little brother win once”- but as a weeb I have a reputation yk. 

That smirk on his face… he’s sure full of himself. I have almost grasped the dynamics of this game, maybe I could beat him. I’m a pretty competitive person and that arrogance only ignites something dark in me, something stupid. 

MC: I bet I can ruin that reputation of yours in our next round.

Idia: Are YOU implying YOU can win? LMFAO, if delulu was a sport you'd have a gold medal. If you beat me on this round I’ll be your chair or whatever -not that it’s even a possibility.

MC: Do you mean I can ask you anything if I win? It’s this one of those anime situations in which the winner can order the loser around the whole day? 

Idia: Yeah, that kind of shoujo stuff. Afraid?

MC: Mmn… Well, you’re already quite the comfortable chair.

That came out of nowhere, but I decided to keep my cool and rested my weight on his chest even more, looking up at his melted honey eyes now widening from sudden embarrassment. His peachy cheeks are so cute. Plan complete: this may be considered cheating but the only way to win is to distract him and by the discontrolled beating of his heart reverberating on my back I can tell it already worked. 

We began playing, in the game we were two characters fighting each other in a 2D horizontal landscape. I didn’t learn all the combos, but I mastered the parries and evasions, so it was nearly impossible for him to even scratch me. He was focused on attacking while I was determined on defending, a never ending match it seemed.  In real life it was the other way around, I continued non-stop “attacking” him while he tried his best to “defend” himself. Each time I evaded one of his attacks my butt moved against his lower body. From the corner of my eye I enjoyed his leg contraction at every “unintended” pound I gave him. After almost an hour of playing him, and the game, his breath was a mess, he was trembling all over and his dick was rock hard between my ass cheeks. My intention was to win the game, but I’m not quite disappointed with the actual development of the situation. I could take this as a win already.

Then I felt a thrust, his body rested on top of mine and I swear I can almost tell his longitude just by the pressure on my lower back. He snapped, his fingers were moving so fast on the buttons I had to make an effort to see them, he left me no chance to defend myself neither in the game or reality. As my character fell to the ground completely defeated, my head stumped on the floor as his hands pressed my shoulders to the ground.

Face to face, among the darkness of his room I could only differentiate two golden orbs and his face lightly illuminated by the gentle blue of his hair. 

Idia: I won.

My whole belly was on the palm of his hand as he slowly lifted my shirt all the way up, until he grabbed my neck under the clothes. 

MC: Wh-what are you doing?

Idia: I won, so the loser must do whatever the winner demands, right?

MC: Bu-but you haven’t say anything yet.

Idia: Oh, then I want the loser to fix my joystick. 

What? Oh…

As I stupidly tried to understand that I noticed his hard-on pressuring my lower belly, near to my intimacy. 

Idia: you see, a certain snob player broke it mid-play. Any idea on how to fix it?

He completely snapped, I almost can’t recognize him. Where is the shy boy I was messing with? The situation has escalated more than I would have imagined, but this doesn’t put me off in the slightest. Seeing Idia all hot and bothered surely is rare enough and I want to push that dominant side of him a bit more.

MC: maybe… It just needs some cleaning?

I questioned opening my mouth and letting out my tongue. His sigh was filled with excitement and anticipation, I could catch him bitting his lips for a moment.

He moved his knees to the sides of my head and lowered his zip and trousers. My eyes, now more used to the low illumination of the room, enjoyed the view of his thighs, pale as porcelain. He looks so fragile and slim, or that was my line of thinking until he uncovered his dick. Hard, veiny and leaking precum on top of my forehead; the length was the size of my face. This was going to hurt.

I accepted my destiny and kept my mouth open for him to enter mercilessly. But, that wasn’t the case. At a slow pace he started going down on my mouth, he filled my cavity with just the tip and almost the middle of his length. Then, he took my chin in his hand and caressed my cheek, pressing it on his dick and slowly massaging it from outside. I didn’t know what to do with my tongue so I tried to lick his dick and press it more against my cheek. His eyes glittered from a moment and he let out a soft chuckle. 

Idia: seems you’re really eager to clean it, babe. But this much won’t do I’m afraid, you need to get it all wet enough.

Instantly, he continued letting down his hips  until all his dick was in my mouth and throat. He was so deep in me my lower lip was touching his balls. Strange enough, this wasn’t as painful as I imagined it to be, I wonder how can my throat be twitching around him and I’m so calm? Maybe, his sweet expressions are keeping me from gagging. His mouth is a little open, from this angle I can only see his tongue moving above his pointy teeth. His eyes are locked in my throat, probably a bulge has formed, his fault after all. He’s been so long in this position I could possibly draw his dick by having it inside me. 

When I thought he would start moving, his balls twitched against my lip and his cum flooded my mouth non-stop. When he released everything in me he fastly got up, letting me catch a breath. He cumed so much there were lines of cum running down my cheeks to the ground. I coughed a little after drinking all.

When I sat on the floor and looked up I could feel his gaze contemplating my whole display, heavy breathing and a surprised expression.

MC: that was fast. 

Idia: I endured playing in hard mode, literally, a few minutes ago. Thank me I didn't finish by just seeing your ahegao face. Also …you didn’t need to drink that.

MC: I told you I would clean it. 

Idia: quite the awful job, It's all sticky and twitching, maybe you can clean it better down here…

To be continued...

Part 1

[absolutebl]

10 BLs That Shook Me

@trribledelight asked for "BLs that made you think or learn smthg or shook you culturally? Eg the political considerations in Not Me..."

Let's get the rough ones out of the way first, shall we?

1 2gether

Green. One of the most egregious reps for punching down humor against femmes in BL (and there sure are a lot out there). Seriously GMMTV? Must you?

At the time we all watched this because there wasn't anything else to watch, and it's been a long time since I bothered with a rewatch, but Green is one of the reasons I just can't with this series.

I'm not knocking the actor, but the character and how the other characters behave around him, and the director with regard to this aspect of the plot and portrayal was rough going.

What shook me was how casually homophobic 2g was. It was just so odd to watch a gay romance gloss over and degrade queerness. I was like, wait, aren't they supposed to me on our side?

(Ah, the before times.)

2 Fish Upon the Sky

Shall we address the head wrap in the room? This BL has some of the most shockingly racist content I've seen in a long time. Also punching down humor. I fast forwarded through it and I still don't want to think about it. GMMTV should be throughly ashamed of themselves... Again. I was shook, but in a bad way.

Okay, now for the ones that shook me in a good way.

3 Until We Meet Again

I watched this early in my Thai BL journey (while it was airing) and I had no idea what to expect. Frankly, you could watch it now and still not know. It's just very unusual for a Thai BL.

The plot twist about how they each ended up reborn. Just so brilliant. I still can't get over it. So simple. SO CLEVER. So punishing for the families.

Fantastic!

4 Secret Crush On You

This one kinda shook me all along but that Daisy & Touch scene. It lives on in my head rent free forever. Just because it was so beautifully sweet and genuine and kindly towards a femme character.

I still don't like this BL.

But I love that scene in it.

5 My Beautiful Man

I went on a JOURNEY with this show. Mostly because I didn't think Japan had it in them to land something this complex. But they managed it beautifully by not shying away from the delicious messy ugliness of it all.

Possibly the greatest final episode in all BL.

And from Japan. Usually so bad at endings.

I remain gobsmacked.

6 Unknown

I shouldn't have been shooketh by this one but I really was.

The style of it while staying so down home and gritty.

How old school Chinese BL it felt yet it still managed to be very modern BL about it.

The execution and quality of the acting.

How it was aired (available in YouTube?! we NEVER get that from Taiwan!)

Also the pair branding. We haven't gotten this level of pair brand from the leads in a Taiwanese BL since SamYu.

I'm was absolutely riveted by everything about this show and its production.

I loved seeing it. I hope we get more BLs like this from Taiwan as a result.

But I ALSO hope they realize that a big factor in the popularity and the success of this show was in distribution.

It's what's for dinner.

Along with the stepbrother trope.

KOREA'S SUPRISES

I watch a lot of Kdramas as well as BL, and have done for a really long time. I'm riveted by Hallyu, from an entertainment industry perspective (what I wouldn't do to get my hands on some of their proprietary data). I also listen to a ton of Kpop.

Therefore, Korea dominates the P'ABL gets shooketh list because I had (and have) more expectations firmly in place around Korea's media product sfyle than anyone elses. Even before they started to make a big play into the BL scene.

My favorite BLs from Korea, like Semantic Error and Light on Me are EXACTLY what I expect from them, manufactured perfection. But I was also shook more times by Korea than other BL nations because I had such rigid expectations.

7 Color Rush

Yeah yeah. But it starred an idol. It started out pretty and stiff and everything I was expecting and then the concept hit me up side the head and I never recovered from the CLEVER of this show. I'm not used to my Kdramas or my BL being this high concept and SMART about their sanitized perfection.

8 Blueming

What with the 8th Sense and others since, Blueming seems to have been somewhat forgotten about. But at the time, I was shook by the down home grit of this show. By the actual pain from the characters. By the higher heat concept. By Korea actually going THERE.

And then these babies came along...

9 The 8th Sense

I just didn't think Korea had it in them. Yes, I realize now that it was a bit navel gazey, and we were weighted heavily towards the seme and his pain. I would have liked a better balance between the leads, but that's in retrospect.

At the time I couldn't believe it. A KBL dealing with mental health?

And can we talk about those sex scenes? How insanely comfortable the actors were with each other? How easy in each other's personal space? I've not seen anything else quite like that from Korea. It's super rare. I had assumed they, culturally, just didn't do casual intimacy, or if they did, it wasn't allowed on screen.

Of course now I know the CAN do it, I want more.

10 Love for Love's Sake

Okay, lots to unpack with this one. A genuine isakai BL, in the original sense of the term. The death twist didn't shake me up, but the execution, acting, open gayness, and a couple other things did. Enough to make me still think on this show with fond surprise and affection, despite its undercurrent of darkness.

I like to be shooketh.

(source)

[loveinhawkins]

Steve heads outside at about 10pm, hoping that the frigid night air will wake him up a bit. He’s conscious of the fact that he’s hardly been in the party spirit, trying and failing to stifle a yawn behind the lone bottle of beer he’d sipped at before abandoning it on Robin’s kitchen counter.

It’s less a New Year’s Eve party, he thinks, and more a relieved exhale. An I’m glad we’re all here kind of party.

There’s a swing bench out on the porch, and once he sits down, he kicks the whole thing back with his feet, the movement sending more fresh air his way. It turns his forearms to gooseflesh but does little to banish the drowsiness, as if it’s somehow been waiting all year to be felt…

“Hey,” comes a voice, and Steve startles back to awareness; Eddie is suddenly sitting down beside him. “Thought you’d absconded, Harrington.”

Steve smiles at the word—“You talk like you’re in a book, dude,” he’d teased earlier that evening, when Eddie and Robin were taking exaggerated swills of boxed wine, pretending to be sommeliers. Eddie had adopted a plummy accent, went on about “heady aromas” and “full bodied complexity” until Robin snorted wine out of her nose.

“Ah, Steve, Steve, Steve,” Eddie had said in delight, “that’s part of the fun, darling.”

And it was still delivered in that stupid accent, all part of the game, but it didn’t stop Steve from feeling a glow in his chest that had little to do with the wine they ‘sampled.’

Now Eddie’s voice is back to normal, if a little softer than usual, like he doesn’t want to disturb the stillness out here. “Thought I was gonna have to look for a glass slipper or something,” he goes on, and it takes a moment for Steve, lulled by the gentle cadence of Eddie’s words, to get the reference.

When he does, he snorts. “Bit early for that. But at this rate…” And he yawns again as he speaks, aiming for a self-deprecating shrug. “At this rate, I’m sorta doubting I’ll make it ‘til midnight.”

He’s expecting Eddie to lean into the teasing, call him ancient. But instead he just looks over with a fond smile and says, “I’m not surprised, man.”

Steve scoffs. “It’s not like I’ve really done anything.”

Eddie raises an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

Steve gives another shrug. “It’s the holidays, dude, not exactly taxing.”

“Nah, that’s not…” Eddie shakes his head slightly. “You can’t see it, huh?”

“Can’t see what?”

There’s a moment where Eddie just considers him. “Steve Harrington,” he drawls, almost like it’s a little song, like Steve is the one who’s a character in a book. Like he’s someone admirable. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you, like, stop even once. And at first I thought…” He tilts a little closer on the swing, making it creak. “Like, ‘oh, that’s just how he is when the world’s ending’, right? But no. You’re like that all the damn time.”

Steve is far too tired to work out what ‘like that’ even means. He chuckles quietly, rubs at one of his eyes. “And, what, I can’t even keep going to see in the new year?”

“Eh, time’s a construct.”

“Oh, shut the fuck up,” Steve says with absolutely no bite to it. “Midnight countdown is the one time when it matters.”

“Well.” Eddie nods his head as if to say fair point. “We could time travel.”

Steve smirks. “Oh, yeah? You park the DeLorean somewhere?”

Eddie grins. “Nope. It’s—” He stops, smile fading just at the corners, like he’s suddenly a little shy. “Okay, it’s kinda stupid. Like a family thing, I guess.”

“Lucky for you that I like stupid,” Steve says lightly—doesn’t really know how to say that he secretly loves hearing about quirky family traditions, sometimes feels like he can live vicariously through them.

(The last New Year’s Eve he’d spent with his parents had been in New York, and when they were getting a cab back to the hotel, his mom had said that he couldn’t fall asleep because they were sharing the ride with some business partners; it would be embarrassing. He’d spent the journey pressing his forehead against the cold condensation on the car window, fighting sleep.)

“So,” Eddie says, “every year since I was, like,” he gestures with his hand comically low, nearly touching the ground, “Wayne always let me stay up for New Year’s, and it blew my tiny mind ‘cause I was never tired. At all. And then, I think I was, what, ten…? Something like that. And I figured it out.”

“What?”

Eddie leans forward conspiratorially. “Sneaky bastard wound all the clocks forward.”

Steve laughs and laughs. “I love your uncle.”

Eddie rolls his eyes but he’s smiling. “Yeah, yeah, he’s something else.” Then he softens. “We did it tonight, before I came here. Early midnight countdown.”

And there’s a weight to that, like Eddie can hardly believe that he got to be there, to see the tradition continue.

Then Eddie blinks, and the heaviness is gone. “How about it, Harrington?” He pushes back his shirt to reveal his wristwatch. “Wanna try it?”

Steve smiles. “Sure.”

And he watches as Eddie fiddles with the watch until it reads as being a minute before midnight; and it’s silly, he knows they're not really time travelling, but he can’t help feeling that there’s some magic involved anyway. Like there’s suddenly a little pocket of the world that’s just their own.

They count down from 10, and then Eddie does a hushed imitation of fireworks going off, which makes Steve laugh again.

“Hey, Eddie,” he says. “Happy New Year.”

And suddenly it sounds like more than that—sounds like we made it and we’re safe.

Maybe Eddie hears all that, too, because there’s a sheen to his eyes that can’t entirely be blamed on the Christmas lights. “Yeah. Happy New Year, Steve.”

They stay put in comfortable silence. Eddie starts to rock the swing slowly with one foot, back and forth, and Steve knows that he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it—probably is hearing a song in his head that he can’t help but follow the rhythm.

And at some point Steve finds that he’s catching himself on the brink of dozing, then pulling back. His eyelids keep…

The softest laugh, somewhere very close. “Oh, Steve,” Eddie sighs, and Steve can hear him smiling, can hear the fondness shining through. “There you go, big guy.”

And his head is tilting down, down onto Eddie’s warm shoulder.

“Glad you’re here,” Steve just about manages to say.

Through a dreamy haze, he feels a hand brush across his forehead; an arm around him, so he doesn’t fall. “Ah, sweetheart. So glad you’re here, too, you’ve got no idea.”

And then he’s melting into sleep, right through the gentlest turning of the page from one year into the next.

[oikoraart]

I might explode if I don't share this, so here goes an unhinged rant/theory that has to do with the Book of Bill. brace yourself!!

ALRIGHT SO background: yesterday I read a post talking about Silas Birchtree being one of the best iterations of "Bill using a human body as a flesh puppet" (agreed), and somewhere (I can't recall if it was op or a comment I'm sorry) there was this joke about Bill having a thing for people with tree surnames. and I was like haha funny yeah, and then moved on with my day.

but NOW IT HIT ME.

IT'S NOT SIMPLY TREES, OR LIKE, ANY KIND OF TREE.

HE FIRST WENT FOR A GUY WITH THE SURNAME BIRCHTREE. BIRCH. YOU KNOW, THAT WHITE TREE THAT LOOKS LIKE IT HAS EYES ALL OVER???

AND THEN, OH THEN HE WENT FOR PINES. A PRETTY TRIANGULAR-LOOKING TREE IF YOU ASK ME.

AND- OKAY I'M PROBABLY JUST REACHING HERE BUT HEAR ME OUT.

DOES HE,, DOES HE HAVE SOME SORT OF STRONGER INFLUENCE/PULL TOWARDS THINGS THAT SOMEWHAT RELATE TO HIM?? (not really sure why he'd go for trees* twice but- TRIANGLES, EYE(S), BILLS?, CIPHERS)

AND YOU MIGHT BE THINKING "nah he's just that badly egotistical, he picks like that on purpose" AND AT FIRST I WAS ALSO GOING TO JUST SIT WITH THAT CONCLUSION (and not write this post) BUT LIKE ACTUALLY NO THAT'S NOT IT.

BECAUSE alright let's say for the sake of argument that Bill could've had anyone else with a big brain and self-esteem issues construct his portal (debatable) and he just happened to choose Ford because "ehehe surname relating to me and birth defect too"...

BUT HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN SILAS???

THE GUY JUST RANDOMLY DIED. HE CHOKED ON A COIN THAT HE TOSSED AFTER FAILING TO MAKE BUSINESS IN THAT TOWN. JUST THEN DID BILL KICK HIS LITTLE CULT-FOR-PORTAL-CONSTRUCTION PLAN INTO MOTION, WHICH, NO MATTER HOW YOU LOOK AT IT, WAS DESTINED TO FAIL FROM THAT CHOICE ALONE.

HERE it is WAY harder to make the argument that he could've picked anyone from the town because, unless he was planning to fail on purpose, why would he choose a rotting body as a host?? it makes no sense: it puts a time limit to get it all done before the body is completely useless. it doesn't make any sense unless that was his only option. maybe he was already planning on entering the guy's dreams but then he just dropped dead and Bill went "ah shit. well, time to work with what we have, I guess!"

SO! in short, I believe that whoever Bill uses as his puppet/anchor to this world has to meet the requirement of somehow relating to him (his imagery and/or motifs), not just out of preference, but because it's a must, some sort of limitation or arbitrary rule that he has to follow, for him to be able to get to you.

...and personally I think that THAT'S SO COOL AND INTERESTING OMG MR. HIRSCH YOU ARE SUCH A BIG BRAINED MAN-

SO YEAH. I might be going a little insane. perhaps. cheers to that!!

now I have to figure out how/if this rule checks out with Alex Hirsch himself because (canonically? I think?) Bill has controlled him before and (iirc) is implied to still be tethered to him in some way

*the only explanation I can think of for trees would be the fact that [tree -> three -> triangle] but like idk that might be too far. or maybe that's precisely why he can only go for things related to specific trees, like [birch = tree + eyes] and then [pines = tree + triangular shape]. maybe the rule is even more complex than I first thought... hmmm

[chanswhxre]

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It was 2 o'clock in the morning, and Felix, Minho, Jeongin, and Seungmin were busy getting ready for today's live show. They did the usuals, take a shower, eat a little something to energize themselves, brush their teeth, and blow dry their hair, it's been their routine for almost a month since they have been practicing for their performance and made a new choreography for Christmas EveL.

"Hyung, where did you put the vitamins?" Felix asked as he searched the cupboards. Minho finally had the time yesterday to rearrange the kitchen since it didn't have a system which was taking them more time to roam around than be done in a minute.

"In the cupboard above the coffee maker. Hurry up, the van is here!" Minho answered from the living room.

Felix quickly went to the cupboard and popped 2 pills in his mouth, one for vitamin C and one is B-complex..or that's what he thought it was. He didn't bother to look at the bottles because the caplet looked so much like their B-complex caplet and what could go wrong if he drank the wrong one anyways? Felix was too sleepy to care and all the bottles they put in the kitchen were only food supplements and vitamins so it wasn't really a big deal, he could've popped in Seungmin's ginseng supplement or the multivitamins that Jeongin was taking. All the medicine was separated into the bathroom's first aid kit so it's safe.

"Yongbok-ah! Let's go!" He heard Minho yell from the door.

"Coming!" Felix said and just left the bottle on the kitchen counter, he'll just put it back after work, he thought to himself.

They arrived at the venue and everyone was busy preparing for the show. You were assigned to do Felix's makeup and assist with his costume for today. Felix sits down on the makeup chair all sleepy.

"Good morning, Mr. Sleepyhead." You chuckled as you proceeded to comb his hair.

"Oh, hey. Good morning y/n. I thought you were doing Hyunjin's today." He replied as he looked at himself in the mirror.

"Yerin and I were swapped last minute. She's on training with Ms. Cha and she's doing Hyunjin's makeup today." You explained and Felix nodded. His hair was still damp so you plugged in the hair dryer and dried his hair.

"Sorry, I woke up kind of late so I didn't have time to blow dry properly." He apologized and yawned.

"No worries, cutie." You smiled reassuringly knowing that Felix was very tired from yesterday's rehearsals and now, they'll be having one final rehearsal before the actual show.

You have been the boys' hair and makeup artist for 2 years already and you have shared many wonderful memories with the team and them. You were close to all the members, especially Changbin, Hyunjin, and Felix to the point where you even got invited to have coffee with them or go out with them on some days off and still kept that professional line but as the days went by, you hung out a lot with Felix the most considering your mutual obsession with games and baking. You got to know him better to the point that you consider each other close friends with nicknames on eachother's contacts, going grocery shopping, walking down parks, baking whatever you guys think of at your place, playing games late at night on discord, and have heart to heart talks.

When you finished drying Felix's hair, you received a text message from Junsuk, the stylist that was assigned to Felix, that he's had an emergency and cannot come in for the day but thankfully, he told you he left all of Felix's undergarments and accessories in one suitcase and the costume inside a blue clothes bag. You explained it to Felix and thankfully, he understood.

"Alright, I need you dressed up first." You said as you handed him the hanger with his costume. He was going to wear a black leather jacket, white inner shirt, and red & black checkered pants today and you would be lying if you weren't excited to see him in that outfit again the same as yesterday's rehearsals, especially when he'd wear that heart choker.

You set up your station and laid all the makeup, brushes, and everything important on the table for easy access while waiting for Felix to get dressed. A few moments later, he went back to you and quickly sat on the chair, with a hint of discomfort on his face.

"You okay? Are the pants too tight?" You asked him as he was squirming a little bit, adjusting the hem and belt of his pants. "Did you successfully put on that complicated belt?"

"No, it's good and yes, I managed to secure the belt." He said and settled down so you could style his hair. Felix was playing a game on his phone while you styled his hair, dry rehearsals were moved to a later time due to unforeseen circumstances so everyone had time to chill in the dressing room. Other members who were done with costumes and hair were either eating, napping, or playing games. Makeup would be put on later at least 1-2 hours before the show.

"Hey uh, y/n? Is my hair done already?" Felix asked and you notice him squeeze his thighs a bit.

"Yes. All done." You answered and put down the hair spray and put a clip on the middle part of his bangs to make sure his hair will be well parted. You went in front of Felix to do his skincare before putting on makeup. "Let me just prep your skin and then you can go rest for a bit."

Felix nodded. You leveled your face to his and saw that his face was turning into a light shade of pink and he was sweating a little even though the AC was on full blast.

"Woah, are you okay? You feeling sick?" You asked him with a worried tone and felt his forehead. He wasn't having a fever even though his cheeks were now completely flushed. Felix shook his head.

"Can I..can I go change my pants while I..rest?" Felix sighed. You thought maybe the pants were really that tight and he was just pretending earlier so you checked it only to see a full-on erection. Felix scratched the armrest, and you could see he was uncomfortable and that must be painful.

"Sure," you said and you handed him his sweatpants. "Um..sorry I can't help but notice but can you stand?" You whispered to him. He looked at you with puppy dog eyes, afraid and embarrassed with his situation of having a full visible erection this early in the morning with no triggers. Felix didn't know what was happening to his body, all he feels is that he is hot, horny, and aching for release as soon as possible.

"I'm s-sorry. I don't know what's happening to me." Felix apologized and tried to cover his hard on with the sweatpants you handed him.

"It's okay. Probably just a delayed morning wood, yeah?" You said trying to reassure him it wasn't making you uncomfortable. He nodded and you helped him stand up. He winced when he did, the tight restraints of the pants probably squeezing him painfully tight. You didn't want to think of it as hot that you can finally see the outline of Felix's dick, but you couldn't help it. With the time you spent with Felix, you couldn't help but get a little crush on this remarkable man.

Hyunjin approached Felix with the skz-talker camera but then quickly shut it off when he noticed something wasn't right. "You okay, Lix?" Hyunjin asked as he saw you escorting Felix who can barely walk.

"He has a stomachache. Just tell them he went to the bathroom when someone asks okay?" You answered for Felix since you noticed he couldn't form words anymore. Hyunjin nodded.

"I'll ask someone to fetch medicine for you, okay Lixie-ah?" Hyunjin said.

You assisted him to the PWD bathroom so he could have his privacy and he went inside. You promised you'd wait for him outside with a small towel and wet wipes in your bag to clean up with. A few minutes in, Felix peeked his head out and called you.

"I'm sorry to ask you but I can't seem to unbuckle this stupid belt." Felix shyly asked. He had a complicated belt on, easy to put on but difficult to remove and you didn't know why Junsuk insisted on this. You looked down the hallway to see if anyone was around and good thing it was empty and the restroom was at the far end of the hallway.

You went inside and locked the door just in case. Felix held himself on the rails, panting and biting his lip. You proceeded to unbuckle his complex belt, removing first that weird out-of-place lock then the three buttons that were holding the excess so it won't dangle while dancing. You accidentally brushed on his dick which made him quiver. He was so needy and desperate for touch and your heart couldn't handle him suffering like that, you wanted to offer a helping hand. You mustered your courage when you finally removed the belt and hung it on the rail.

"D-do you want some help with uh, with this?" You asked him.

His eyes quickly dart to you with a flustered look. He blinked and nodded, too horny to say no but still a little shy to say yes.

"Umm...If it's okay with you." He said, avoiding your gaze.

"Yeah, it's okay with me." You gave him a reassuring smile and proceeded to unbutton his pants. He wiggled from the tight restraints and his cock sprung free, all flushed and leaking with precum.

"Fuck." Felix whimpered when you wrapped your hand around his thick member. You've only imagined this as one of your guilty pleasures but now you finally got to see it in all its glory. You stroked him a little before you spit on his cock. You clearly saw it twitch and his eyes were glued on you, watching you stroke his wet cock deliciously.

Felix tightened his grip on the rails, your hand just felt so good stroking his cock that he involuntary bucked his hips to meet with your strokes. Your face was close to Felix's and you swear you could feel your wetness pooling between your thighs.

"Feel good?" You asked him and he nodded fervently.

"Yes, fuck yes!" Felix moaned. You didn't expect him to be loud, of course you liked hearing him moan it was music to your ears but someone else might hear.

"Sshh..someone might hear you." You whisper in his ear and Felix felt shivers down his spine when you grazed his earlobe. You cover his mouth and stared at him while you quickened the pace. Up, down, up, down, oh how dumbed down he was watching your hand move on his dick and hearing lewd sounds coming from it. He wondered what it would feel with your pretty mouth wrapped around it but he'll take what he can get right now. His cock twitched imagining things and you knew he was close. As much as you wanted to stay like this with him and deny him his release until he begs for it, you had a schedule to keep. Maybe you'll get another opportunity.

Squelching, muffled moans, and shaky breaths were all you could hear in the restroom. Felix was bucking his hips to meet your strokes. His whimpers and moans became louder and you could feel him drooling over your hand without thought, you removed your hand from his mouth to hear him, not caring about anything anymore but him. You just stared at him in awe of having this gorgeous man a slave to your touch.

"Gonna cum!" He huffed.

"Alright, cum for me now. That's it.." You encouraged him and that sent him over the edge. Felix let out the deepest, sexiest groan you have ever heard as his muscles tightened, eyes screwed shut, dick twitching, and spilling his cum all over your hand and on the floor. You wrapped your free arm around his waist to hold him up as his knees weakened. You guided him on a plastic chair inside the bathroom before you went to clean yourself up then the floor. There was so much cum, he probably hadn't released for weeks.

"T-thanks y/n.." Felix said when he finally catches his breath.

"Anytime, Lix." You winked, got the small towel and wipes from your bag, and handed it to him. "Now, go get cleaned up and I'll wait for you in the dressing room okay?" You said and Felix nodded.

"This isn't going to change anything between us, right?" Felix asked, worried that these events would change the relationship you two had.

"It would or it won't." You answered which made Felix more worried but you reassured him instead, saying what really was going through your mind without shame. "What I mean is, we could do this again sometimes or we could just pretend it didn't happen." You shrugged acting all cool about it when you really want Felix to say he wanted to do this again too.

"I would..love to do this again..with you." He shyly said and that made your heart flutter.

"Then things between us are going to change. For the better though." You giggled and kissed his cheek.

You went back to the dressing room and waited for Felix there. Hyunjin handed you the medicine he got for Felix. He was worried but you told him that Felix will be alright and he sighed in relief. You loved how the members worry and care for each other.

Felix came back to the dressing room and approached you immediately telling you a slight little problem.

"It's back." Felix whispered. He was already wearing loose sweatpants so it wasn't showing but you could feel that he was uncomfortable.

"Again? But you just.." You trailed off.

"I don't know what's happening to me..I'm not even thinking of something lewd." Felix said, a little panicked.

"Well, your dry rehearsals start in an hour. We don't have the time.." You said, already rushing him to sit down on the chair to do his skin prep and makeup.

"It's fine. It doesn't hurt the way it did earlier. I can manage but the..bulge." He said. He was going to wear those skinny pants back and he was worried it would be visible for the whole world to see.

You thought of an idea to alter his costume at the last minute. You called your colleague to fetch the skirt that Hyunjin rejected to wear and made Felix wear it instead to cover what he needs to be covered.

"Let's just deal with it after the show, yeah?" You winked and that made Felix bite his lip in anticipation.

After the show ended, you found yourself pinned to the wall of your apartment by Felix, kissing you hungrily like a starved wolf. No more boundaries, he said. You kept on kissing and groping each other, discarding your clothes one by one as you made your way to your bedroom with only your underwear now. You both fell onto the bed and you were above him when he quickly flipped the two of you so that he was on top. His hard cock pressed onto your thighs as his hand ripped the thin fabric covering your core.

"I'll buy you lots of new ones tomorrow," Felix growled and bit your neck.

The needy and whiny Felix earlier was gone. His eyes were darker than usual. Your lips were now swollen from the kissing and biting since the elevator but you didn't mind at all, you were both craving each other. His fingers dipped into your soaking wet core and rubbed your clit in circles.

"Fuck yes!" You moaned and tangled your fingers in his hair.

"Already so wet for me. Shit." He moaned. "Gonna take good care of you tonight."

He kissed you one last time before he latched his lips on your nipple. He circled his tongue around it until it was hard then proceeded to the other one. He trailed kisses down to your stomach until he reached your core. He held the back of your thighs, pushed them up, and aggressively sucked your sensitive clit which made you arch your back. He licked and sucked on every good spot, his saliva running down his chin, so messy, so hot. He inserted a finger as he flicked your clit with his tongue. It felt so good that you felt that familiar knot in your stomach already. 

"Gonna..cum," you moaned as you grabbed his hair.

"Gonna cum for me, yeah?" Felix cooed as he quickened his pace in finger fucking you and sucking your clit which was driving you insane. You arched your back as you dissolved into pleasure, your walls spasming and contracting on Felix's finger. After you came down from your high, you pulled Felix up to see the mess you'd made on his face and God was it such a luscious sight. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before you pushed him down the bed, straddled and kissed him, tasting yourself on his mouth. You trailed kisses down his neck, to his chest, and abs, then down to the hem of his boxers.

"I've been dying to put this cock in my mouth earlier." You groaned and removed his boxers.

"And I've been dying to know what that pretty little mouth feels like." Felix bit his lip as your lips hovered over the tip of his already leaking cock.

He hissed when you licked the tip, small, kitten licks enough to make him go insane. He threw his head back and closed his eyes as he felt your warm mouth envelope his cock. So warm, so wet, oh it felt better than what he had imagined. You hollowed your cheeks and took all of him in your mouth. Giving him occasional deep throats that made you gag with how big he is. You swirled your tongue as you moved your head up and down his thick cock and that was it for him, he moaned loudly and unconsciously bucked his hips. You popped his dick out of your mouth to stare at his blissful face.

"Good?" You asked him with a smirk.

"Fuck, it's better than what I've imagined." He smiled. "C'mere."

He pulled you up to kiss him, and you positioned your aching, dripping cunt over the tip of his cock and slowly sank down on his cock. He filled you up nice and good. You moved slowly, adjusting to his girth.

"What got you so riled up today, hm?" You asked him as you slowly moved up and down his cock, his hands squeezing your waist and his lips parted.

"I really don't know, and you being all pretty and sexy earlier was not helping me at all." He said as he looked at you with pure lust. He planted his feet on the bed and started pounding into you hard and deep hitting that one delightful spot inside of you which made you clench around his cock.

"Yes, Felix, right there! Oh god!" You moaned.

"So tight.." Felix huffed before he flipped you over, your back now pressed on the soft mattress, his hands holding himself up as he pounded into you with a brutal pace, chasing his release. He ran his thumb over your lips and pushed it into your mouth which you lewdly sucked on to, covering it with spit then ran his wet thumb over your clit and rubbed it fast.

"fuck 'm cumming again.." You let out a breathy moan as your walls tightened around his cock when you were reaching your peak and it all came crashing down, feeling every bit of pleasure radiate on your entire body as you came hard for the second time.

"Gonna cum too.." Felix groaned.

"Go on, fill me up, nice and good," you purred and reached for his face to kiss him and that was enough to send Felix over the edge, and with one last powerful thrust, he came, spilling his hot cum inside you.

After a few minutes or so, Felix asked for another round, then another until you both finally tapped out. Lying on the bed, all sweaty, messy, and out of breath.

"Wow." He sighed.

"How many years of pent-up frustration was that?" You laughed.

"I have no fucking idea." He chuckled, not believing in the slightest he has that kind of stamina in bed. His phone rang and it was Minho.

"Hyung, what's up?" Felix answered.

Did you take my sex enhancement pills?

"Excuse me, what enhancement?! I only took my vitamin c and b-complex. Why do you have sex enhancement pills?!"

None of your business and Seungmin and Innie didn't take them either and I found the bottle on the kitchen counter.

"Oh, I left it on the--oh shit"

You took one, didn't you? Good thing no side effects happened. Please read the label next time, Yongbok-ah. I don't want you to get sick or get in trouble.

"Sorry hyung, I'll be careful next time."

Minho ended the call and Felix explained everything to you and that made you understand why Felix was horny all day and had so much energy for a few rounds in bed.

"I should ask Minho where he buys them, you know, for research purposes." Felix smiled.

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[g4yforethan]

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pairing: danny brackett x male!reader

summary: reader moves in across from danny and after a movie, cute things happen!

warnings: smut, cursing

a/n: i don’t know who or what to write about :( my inbox is open for suggestions !

you had just moved in to your new apartment. you were in new york for college and needed a place to stay. you have found a good deal on a new apartment and went for it. after settling in, it was getting late and you decided to go to get some pizza. you walked out to the entrance of the apartment complex when you bumped into a guy on the way out. “ah damn sorry bout that man.” “oh no it’s all good don’t worry bout it.” he was cute. really cute and he thought the same about you. “you just moved in?” “yeah today was move in day. i’m apartment 2-C” “no fucking way dude. you’re right across from me.” you gave a poker face not wanting him to know you were extremely excited you lived right across from him.

“oh really. that’s so cool. well i’m going to get some pizza right now so i’ll be back. it was nice meeting tho you. i’m y/n by the way.” “well y/n i’m danny. i’ll let you do your thing. if you need anything, i’m right across.” you give him a handshake but he goes in for a hug unexpectedly. a few weeks pass and the two of you got closer. one night, danny was over for pizza and a movie. you chose horror so that if you got scared, you could get close to him and it worked. anytime there was a jumpscare, you grabbed onto his arm and he always laughed and held you tight. by the time the movie ended, danny asked if he could stay the night. it was almost 2 in the morning so you figured why not? "here i'll go get you some blankets and a pillows so you can sleep on the couch." "woah woah. i wasn't planning on sleeping on the couch tonight?" you're confused.

"then where else silly?" "i was thinking with you. but if not it's cool." he looked like he was wishing you would say yes and you did. he took his shirt and got into bed with you. you were shy. 1 because you had never had a guy in your bed before and 2 because your crush was in bed with you! "you know i think you're pretty cute y/n. something about you just gets me going." you blushed harder than ever. "well thank you danny. i mean i've kinda had a crush on you ever since we met." "me too i ain't gon lie. but right now what i really want is this." he pulls you onto his lap and starts to kiss your neck as you do his shoulders. he takes off your shirt and starts to unbuckle your pants.

you were rushed with the feeling of adrenaline and craved danny and his body more and more. you went down and gave small kisses on his belly and unbuckled his pants, revealing his big and pretty dick. you started to bobble your head up and down as danny grabbed your hair. "fuck yeah baby just like that. you're so good at this shit." his raspy, masculine voice turned you on even more and just like that, danny was ready."fuck bae i think i'm gonna-" you stick your tounge out trying to catch every last bit of what danny released. you get up and give him another kiss. "damn, i think ima have to stay over every night then." you laughed and kissed him, resting your head on his chest as you and him talked the rest of the night.

[gofancyninjaworld]

No one is born knowing how to communicate

A: And that's okay...

Dr Kuseno made it look so easy. He just swanned into Saitama's apartment, proferred him a gift of beef and the hero's hostility melted away.

Fubuki felt positively foolish, and yet encouraged.

Since then, however, she's found that the only thing meat bribes pull in are dogs. Literal dogs:

And even dogs need more than meat to be loyal.

What gives? Well, it's obvious that Fubuki mistook Dr Kuseno's gift for a bribe: more on that later. Probably. And yeah, it's funny, but it's more interesting than that.

Learning how to communicate is complex. There are a ludicrous number of unspoken conventions and rules in every human society, so much so that we don't fully learn how to smile socially until we're in our forties. Dr Kuseno carefully judged his gift: he had a legitimate reason to offer Saitama a gift in the first place, out of gratitude for Saitama going out of his way to mentor Genos. Then he chose a gift Saitama would be sure to appreciate and presented it at a time when Saitama would be thinking about dinner. The worst that could have happened is that Saitama took the gift but insisted on the doctor going home (and taking Genos with him) -- it would still have left the desired positive impression. And things went really well. Kuseno made it look effortless.

Fubuki is only in her early twenties and her experience to date has been far from typical. She's learned that either she can intimidate people or she can flatter them into doing what she wants. With Saitama (and later Bang, Bomb, and Kuseno), she has to learn how to talk to more powerful people whom she cannot overpower, over whom she has no leverage, and who are unimpressed by her looks, simpering, or flattery.

Fortunately, Fubuki is nothing if not astute. She's worked out that she needs to develop complementary skills if she's to make herself useful to the S-Class heroes she wants to hang with. How to talk to them to get the help and cooperation she desires? Ah, that's a work in progress.

B: ...Unless it's not

Let's move onto another miscommunication.

Something that I hadn't before was that, unlike the webcomic version where Saitama only thinks to himself that Genos seems depressed, in the manga, Saitama out and out asks him if this is the case. He wants to know.

It mirrors King asking Saitama that very same question and getting Saitama to open up and be vulnerable for the first time (ever, in any version of the story). So it is very appropriate to see Saitama trying to do the same for Genos, particularly as he is openly fond of the guy.

However, it goes wrong. Saitama feels himself under pressure to say something wise to make it better. So he puts on his best 'confident' face and inadvertently makes everything much worse. Oh dear. What makes this particularly painful in the manga is that Saitama is much more invested in trying to reach Genos, and it's made Genos think that Saitama saying that he doesn't see what he's doing must mean that earlier times when he's praised him must have been just Saitama being nice. For sure, Genos could have pushed back and made Saitama clarify what he meant, but he's even worse at communicating: and Saitama's glib remark about being bright struck him square in the insecurities.

I'm going to come to something that I only realised once I started typing this up. Even though I've pointed out their abilities to communicate, neither King nor Kuseno have the perfect words to say. Kuseno started out by first committing a faux pas in bringing his great big outside boots into Saitama's flat, then nearly boring Saitama to death with a long-winded explanation. King started out by trying to guess what was bothering Saitama. Both, however, did the most important thing about effective communication: they picked up on their going wrong and changed tack.

It's not about saying the right thing: it's about responding to the person you're talking to.

The thing that King did that Saitama was trying to do for Genos was to ask Saitama open questions, and shut up in the interim, letting Saitama talk to fill in the silence. He'd only speak to ask more open questions when Saitama ran out of things to say, and through that, gently started to challenge Saitama's thinking.

But doing so means being comfortable with several seconds of silence. And that is excruciating. It is almost irresistible to jump in and say something, anything. And it would have been a longish wait, for Genos to slowly sit down and decide to start speaking, which might well have started being about something only tangentially related to his worry. King did that for Saitama: Saitama started out talking about what was bothering him on the surface -- being too strong -- before eventually coming to what was really bothering him, feeling lonely and profoundly isolated from everyone around him. Saitama does not yet know how to wait a person out.

It's a problem in this case because it's introduced a big barrier between those two, not an insurmountable one for sure, but one that could easily compound later.

Ah well, no one is born a communicator. We just have to wait and see if they work out a way to open up and be honest with each other. So it goes! There's more ways to introduce conflicts than to have a monster trample Tokyo, after all!

And so help me, the struggle to learn how to communicate is 1000% worthwhile.

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Izuku having a day off, just to relax and class was not informed. Entire class freaks out thinking izuku went on another vigilante arc and run around like like headless chickens looking for him.

Izuku was found at an animal shelter were he was petting a therapy kitten

Izuku now is required to have a tracker at all times.

SORRY I TOOK FOREVER TO REPLY

But bestie, you are so correct 😭😭😭

Izuku is convinced by his mother and/or all might to take a day off

He doesn’t think much about having to tell anyone where he’s going or what he’s doing, but he wants to take a walk!

Well, tragedy strikes when someone asks if he wants to train or study with them. He’s Not In His Room.

He isn’t in his room????

Why isn’t Midoriya problem child izuku not in his room or anywhere to be found on campus right after a vigilante stunt?

Things devolve from there.

No notes this time, but is that a good or bad sign? Who’s to say?

Aizawa is so tired. He is loath to admit that he cares for his problem child, but he is still his to protect and where the fuck did that little shit run off to now?

Why can’t this small child with a literal hero complex just talk to him for once in his all too young life?

All might, despite being one of the ones to encourage izuku to take a day off, is very much freaking out

Where is his boy?

Where is he???

Class A is. So stressed. Aizawa doesn’t want them to help search for him, because he tries to remind them that it could just be nothing, maybe he went home to see his mother! That sounds like him!

But after a call to Inko, he is even more tired. Midoriya is not there. Inko is now worried as well.

He tells the class not to go searching for him, but nobody listens.

I like to think that inko is the most calm in this situation. She’s like, oh, he’s probably just going for a run or walking around! Yeah, he likes to be outside! He’s such an energetic kid! I’m so proud of him! And class A and the teachers are just in shambles

Eventually, they pass an inconspicuous little pet store on their search for the green bean

Someone sees a fluffy green head of hair and all but sprints into the shop with little explanation other than, “THERE!”

Izuku is none the wiser about the hectic day his friends and mentors have been having.

He had turned his phone off :(

He didn’t want to frighten the kittens if he got a call :(

They’re so soft, guys and they just want love and affection :(

Aizawa stalks up to the store in all his angsty ways like the grim reaper and tells izuku that UA is going to implement a system where leaving the campus requires a staff member to be told beforehand and to accompany the student. No exceptions.

It’s a shame no one had talked to nezu really. He had been watching the whole time. Ah, love and learn. Maybe next time

I love this prompt so much, dude 😭😭 thank you so much! I hope you enjoyed!!!!! Have a good and safe day/night/evening/etc!!!!

[canarysage]

…make reply icons?

reply icons (or as i call em, replycons) are a weird kind of edit. they’re in the same genre as rentry or carrd graphics—i.e., that you can do whatever you want with no real rules. that said, these are some guidelines i follow

i. make your canvas much wider than it is tall

there’s no exact measurement for this. my reply icons for this blog are 600x150, but they’re fairly uniquely small. the general consensus at least amongst my peers is about a 4:1 or 3:1 ratio will work best.

the reason why your replycons should be wider than longer is because it keeps them from taking up a lot of space. here’s mine as an example:

enough space to be visible, but not so much as to be obnoxious. that should generally be your goal.

ii. collect a wide variety of expressions

this’ll be limited depending on your characters, but it’s best to have a good variety of expressions. i also save my files with whatever the expression is to me for easier searching but you don’t have to do that LOL

also, i feel obligated to mention it, but you don’t have to stick with just one character. you can use a whole group, either an in-game group (i.e. leo/need) or a visual group (i.e. blonde characters.) they don’t even really need to match, though it’ll look better if they do. with this blog and my old ones, i used a variety of characters with the same color palette so i could get the expressions i wanted.

iii. just make the damn thing

ah, the worst part of all editing—actually editing. god fucking damn it. now that you’ve got your canvas and your character(s) it’s time to grit your teeth and make some replycons

first thing i usually do is narrow down a theme. this can be as simple as a color or as complex as something like “cybercore” or whatever -core scratches your brain. for these replycons, my theme is just attempting to match the rest of my blog layout. god fucking speed.

it can sometimes help to make a thumbnail like this ^ but that’s 100% optional. i like to do it for tutorial purposes and it helps me to get my thoughts from my brain and into photopea. your thumbnail need not make sense nor be cohesive. it’s just for you to know

a good way to start is to make a shape and make it interesting—i usually make a shape and give it a border and some fun lines, rp style, but you don’t have to do that. all of those things can be done with just the shape tool. you can also find existing icon masks on tumblr or resource rentries (make sure you credit properly!!) and you can find some templates, like mine!

once you’ve got a theme and a base, start adding shit.

^ pretty easy base. i pixelated the lines around her eyes and added eyes, and added a stroke and drop shadow to the shape to make it easier to see! if you’d like, you can stop there. but i think it needs a background and some details so i’m going to keep going

background complete! for this i just used a color fill and went rasterize > filter > noise > add noise but you can add whatever you like—patterns, wallpapers, solid colors, etc. it’s up to you! i also added a small stroke around my character png so as to distinguish her from the background a little further :)

this one is a little blank on the left side so i’m gonna add some text and details!!

there we are. i added the cd png to break up the monotony of my base, added text because it’s my personal preference, and added a chibi so the text is distinguished! if you do add text, make sure it’ll be readable in any modes—light and dark. i typically add both a black and white stroke for this, and a drop shadow can help a lot, too!

an important thing to note here is any extraneous images of the character you add can’t be too distracting to the main image. if i had, for example, done this:

the new png is obviously too distracting, right? it takes up too much space and completely draws the eye away. this is even more true when the base and the png have conflicting expressions, like so:

because now i can’t tell what emotion you’re conveying—is the replycon happy or sad? what part do i focus on??

so it’s best to keep any extraneous decals pretty simple, for the sake of clarity. it’s also best to remember that english-speakers read from left to right, and native speakers are conditioned to interpret most things that way. you’ll want to draw the eye in that direction as you work, and not the other way around. hope that makes sense lmfao

iv. save as a psd

once you’ve got all your layers and details situated, make sure that you save your replycon as a psd. this is imperative, because it enables you to make new reply icons as the occasion arises, or you can recycle the basic components for a new theme!

if you’re unsure on how to save as a psd, click file in the upper left-hand corner and then ‘save as a psd.’ i recommend labeling it so you can file it more easily; i’m naming this file cobaltpegasi replycons, which is an easy template—just stick your url in instead.

once you’ve done that, keep adding expressions until you have a suitable amount of replycons! i usually made about five to ten to start with and then add new expressions as i see fit, but you can do whatever works best for you.

also, when saving your replycons, it helps to sort them by what emotion you think they convey. for example, my canarysage replycons are sorted by character and then by emotion—so this one is labeled “len smug” because that’s how it seems to me

you don’t have to do that, but i find it helps a lot when trying to find specific ones, especially if you have a lot.

v. go forth and use them

now that you’ve got your replycons done, you can use them! go forth and clear out those week old requests in your inbox (🤨) or whatever it is you want to do with them. that is all. canarysage signing off <3

…so that’s how you do it.

[srovtl]

(Warmth that Flows Through His Hands) Figaro SSR Card Story Translation

The feelings we put into the weave - Episode 1

That day, we were all investigating a mansion where something strange might have happened due to the calamity.

Akira: It's really impressive... There are all kinds of stuff on the shelves and walls. Are all of these good luck charms?

Figaro: It seems like the owner of this place was a person who really believed in good luck. Well, leaving aside their effectiveness, I think most of the things here are good luck charms.

Figaro: Now then, looks like there's nothing suspicious in this room, so let's go to the next room.

Akira: Yes.

Figaro and I moved to the next room, where we found Bradley inspecting the items on the shelves.

Akira: Bradley. Did you find anything suspicious?

Bradley: Don't know if it's suspicious or not, but this room has some pretty expensive stuff in it.

Bradley: Look, this thing is made from pretty high quality thread.

Figaro: Huh? That's…

With a grin on his face, Bradley showed me what appeared to be a hand-knitted coaster.

It was a beautiful item, carefully woven with complex patterns and made with a variety of expensive-looking threads, like silk.

Akira: ...Um, Bradley. Just to confirm, what are you planning to do with it?

Bradley: Come on, Sage. That's a rude question.

Bradley: You do know what a thief's job is, right?

Akira: (W-Well yeah I do but...!)

Figaro: You know, That might be my good luck charm.

Bradley: What?

Akira: Figaro's… Does that mean it's something Figaro had before?

Figaro: No, I granted it to a human.

Akira: That's amazing…!

Bradley: eww

Figaro: To be precise, it's something that I taught to people who came to seek wisdom to pray for the safety of their families who went to work away from home. I told them that it would be good to make a good luck charm like this.

Figaro: It seems to be made in a very similar way, so I think that's probably it.

Bradley: This is the worst… It's not a good luck charm, it's a cursed item.

With a dejected look on his face, Bradley threw the good luck charm at Figaro.

Figaro: Oh, you don't want it?

Figaro: It's made from such fine thread though.

Bradley: Do you think I want it after hearing what you just said?

Figaro coolly brushes off the words and gently picks up the amulet. Now that it's in his hands, the pattern looks clearer than before.

Akira: (Amazing... Looking closer, it's more intricately woven than I thought it would be.)

Figaro: Well, I'll admit, this one suits you better than this one.

As he says this, Figaro points to a hanging ornament with a light blue base and white marbled stones set into it.

The feelings we put into the weave - Episode 2

Bradley: The stone this one has... is a weather vane stone.

Bradley: Then, it's a charm for luck in games. It certainly suits me.

Figaro: Right?

Akira: You knew what kind of charm it was just by looking at the stone?

Bradley: Well, the stone itself has a meaning.

Figaro: It's said that if you wear a weather vane stone, you'll be stronger in crucial games.

Akira: (I wonder if it's something like power stones in my world? Different stones have different meanings...)

Akira: I see... I learned something. You two are very knowledgeable.

Bradley: Well, I didn't see so many treasures just to have nothing to show for it.

Bradley: If you're interested, I'll explain it to you in a way that's easier to understand than asking this guy.

Bradley seemed a little pleased, so I decided to be honest and ask him.

Akira: So, I was wondering, what kind of charm is this wooden ornament?

Bradley: I've never seen this before.

Bradley: The carving and painting are sloppy, and it looks like it's going to be expensive...

The moment Bradley picked up the wooden ornament, dust flew around him.

Everyone: Oh.

Bradley: …………A, ah, achooo!

Akira: Bradley!

Akira: W-What should we do? It's the injury from the calamity. What If he got sent to some weird place….

Arthur: Whoa, Bradley!? I was surprised when you suddenly appeared!

Figaro, Akira: .........

Figaro: Haha. It looks like he was just sent to another room in this mansion.

Akira: It seems so.... Ah, thank goodness.

Akira: But what was that wooden ornament supposed to be for? Bradley took it away...

Figaro: Oh, that? It's a lucky charm for household safety, you often see it in southern countries.

Figaro: It's for the health of the family, of course, but also to keep thieves from breaking into the house.

Akira: ...Oh, boss…

Figaro laughed and put the knitted charm back on the shelf. Then he muttered with deep emotion.

Figaro: But that woodcarving was surprisingly effective. It was trying to drive the leader of the Death Thieves out of here.

Figaro: I thought it was just some sort of placebo like this one.

Akira: What? Placebo...?

Figaro: See, that hanging charm from earlier had a "weather vane stone" that was supposed to increase luck in games, right?

Figaro: But there's no evidence that this charm contains any luck effect nor does it have any ancient legend behind it.

The feelings we put into the weave - Episode 3

Figaro's long fingers gently stroke the intricately woven pattern of the amulet as he puts it back on the shelf.

Figaro: What I taught them was that it doesn't matter what kind of thread you use, but make it with your own hands, carefully, over time, and with love.

Figaro: That way, the person setting off on a journey will feel the hearts of their family waiting for them at home, and will unconsciously be careful to ensure their safe return for their sake...

Figaro: And for those who are leaving, the act of making a hand-made amulet itself will be more comforting than just praying without doing anything. That's what I thought.

I think I understand the meaning behind the complex, not so easy to weave pattern.

The person who knits it can see the feelings they put into the finished product...

The person who receives it will remember every time they see it that someone knitted something just for them.

Akira: (Although Figaro said it was just a placebo...)

Akira: I think it's a charm that really resonates with you. I always thought of charms as things that change your environment, relationships, or the things around you...

Akira: But maybe they can also give you peace of mind, hope, or have a wonderful effect on people's hearts in that way.

Figaro: That's a nice thing to say. If that's how Master Sage thinks, then my charm had a purpose other than just a placebo effect.

Figaro: Anyway, originally, it was meant to be something that anyone who wanted it could make...

Figaro: As it was passed down, I guess people started to pay more attention to the ingredients.

Seeing the expensive-looking finished product, Figaro gave a bitter smile.

Akira: Maybe someone thought that using better ingredients would definitely make it more effective.

Figaro: Well, that's true. it's not like I can't understand that feeling.

Figaro: I mean, if I was going to give it to Master Sage, I'd be excited and gather the best materials too.

Figaro said with a joking tone and a wink. It was the look he often made when he praised me and teased me.

But when I imagined that "what if" scenario, my heart warmed.

Akira: ...No matter what materials Figaro used, if he took the time and effort to make a lucky charm like that, I'd be happy about that.

Figaro: Hahaha... I can't compete with Master Sage's straightforwardness. I wanted to make you feel excited, but I ended up being the one who got excited.

Figaro: I'm not joking, if the time comes I'll put my heart into each and every strand.

Figaro's eyes closed softly. He had that gentle gaze as if he was holding the memory of that someday in his heart.

Figaro: No matter where you go, I hope you can return to the magic house...

Figaro: And when you've completed your role, I hope you can return safely to your world.

Card Episode - What can stained glass ward off?

Akira: The mansion I visited the other day had a lot of lucky charms, but is there any charm that you've come across that has left a particular impression on you?

Figaro: Hmm... I guess the charm that wards off the northern wizards is one that left an impression on me.

Akira: Oh, so there's something like that!

Figaro: Do you know that Lord Snow and Lord White give stained glass that they make to the people they protect?

Akira: Yes. I've seen it stuck in a window in the ice town.

Akira: If I remember right,  in the north, if there's a work by the two of them in a window, other wizards don't do anything bad to it because they assume it's Snow and White's territory.

Figaro: That's right. But someone saw it and misunderstood, and made a stained glass charm for themselves.

Akira: So... he assumed stained glass itself is something that northern wizards don't like? So the charm doesn't have any particular effect...

Figaro: It doesn't have much, does it? Because it's just stained glass made by humans, and not even based on the two's work.

Figaro: There's no magic in it, and if you know the characteristics of their works, you definitely won't be fooled.

Akira: I see... Then Figaro can see through it right away.

Figaro: Haha, that's right. Well, I don't need to be able to tell if the charm that wards off the northern wizards is real or not.

Figaro: Because I'm a good and kind southern wizard.

homescreen voice line

Even if you want to help someone, not many people are able to take action. I mean, basically, everyone values and cherishes themselves more than others. That's a natural way of thinking for those who don't have much power to survive. So I think Master Sage is a bit strange. Of course, I mean that in a good way.

[hollow-u]

DISCUSSION BOARD: NEW HOLLOW GAMES PROJECT?

serveronium_: lets get this over with. I keep seeing a bunch of posts about a new hollow project?? so what's the deal with that? or is it just a bunch of made up stuff? any posts about it on the official hollow board get deleted immediately. and that thing been deaaaaad for a while.

litgamer2000: think it's some kind of hoax. or maybe a fan game? ARG thing? the hollow was kinda freaky after all xD

omniomniomni: It's kind of closed thing. Anyone who wants a link to more info can PM me.

NPCWatcher: wow.. hope anyone didn't get malware! LOL

Real1sonlY: Nah, omnis the real deal. This whole "Unleased" thing is kind of on the down low, but not too difficult to search up.

serveronium_: OK yeah i did kind of risk my computer blowing up into bits, buuut yup. This is a Thing. Will update on more stuff i find.

litgamer2000: Sooooo not some fan made hack??

Real1sonlY: If some bored 12 year old could program this whole thing - then sure, but i doubt it. Still, game appeared just as suddenly the original got shut down. Devs would wanna hype it up somehow i'd think

NPCWatcher: LOL - does it have something to do with that sitch with the weird guy that went crazy? Deleted the original server, dipped and now wants to make his own version?

litgamer2000: Ah yes! The legendary "weird guy"!

Real1sonlY: Yeahhh really love the guy - Now all those hours I put in to participate in the game that got suddenly wiped is now totally worth it! (sarcasm btw)

serveronium_: Finally read up on what omni sent, and also some more stuff. Unofficially the game's titled "The Hollow: Unleashed". It's a real thing, but participation seems to be invite only. Some super elite stuff ig

litgamer2000: That's crazy!!! And this info is just out there? Wouldn't ya think it'd be better hidden?? - How has Hollow games not sent a cease and desist already??

codenode12: Woww you guys are super active tonight. But I'll break it down for you guys. My uncle works at Hollow Games and it's not their's but they are monitoring the statistics and stuff!

Real1sonlY: Yeah, everyone's uncle works at Hollow games, dork.

litgamer2000: Soo anything else about this UNLEASHED thing?? Does the Hollow get into your room instead of u getting in the hollow??

Real1sonlY: Hopefully not. That sounds terrible. 👎👎👎

NPCWatcher: Nice!

serveronium_: Sorry im back. Guess who had a great chicken dinner

litgamer2000: Okay.. But the game?? Dying to know what you found out (not rlly dying)

serveronium_: Yeah sorry. So my guess of why it's "unleashed" is because the game's kinda more complex.

Real1sonlY: Even more than the OG?

serveronium_: I mean the OG kinda was cool and always updating - but the NPCs were kind of weak - the same few and always stuck to a script.

There are a couple additions, and these guys are like, super advanced.

NPCWatcher: A new advanced self-learning language model?

serveronium_: Maybe. Whatever that means. But people say these things are uber complex. Sentient kinda?

litgamer2000: ughh creepsville much?

Real1sonlY: whatevs, I'm hooked. I just hope another weird guy doesn’t shut it down like the original.

serveronium_: if someone tries maybe the NPCs will stop him? Sounds like theyre already doing a better job at running the game than any dev team I know! lol

[anonzentimes]

hiya zen ! i'm sorry if this has been asked before but it just seemed like such a fun concept to explore.

on to the question, which of the seven deadly sins do you think fits nagito best ? honestly, he's so complex and putting him into a small box is already difficult enough as it is, but combined with the fact that... pretty much none of them are accurate to his character, it's pretty difficult to tell.

i've seen people (on r/danganronpa, so not too surprising) say he's wrath, which feels ,,, iffy to me. that doesn't feel like it fits him at all. his desire of wanting the very best for others seems to contrast with wrath. honestly, willing to bet those people just went "oh evil person who does bad things bc it's fun ok must be wrath then".

one i have mixed feelings about is envy, which... fits hajime better than nagito imo. sure, his entire worldview is kind of based around talent, but it doesn't feel like jealousy to me. the core of his character is that: due to trauma and the talent-obsessed society around him, he starts to hate himself... and instead of trying to desperately give everything away to change that like hajime , he just... accepts it. he accepts it as a part of himself, or hell, as the entirety of himself, as if that was all there was to him. hell, he even states *twice* that he doesn't envy the ultimates. once in the beginning of chapter 2 during his monologue, where he states that:

"Ah, just so you know, what I feel is different from admiration."

"Admiration is... wishing you could be like the object of your admiration."

"But, what I feel is more... pure. More like a selfless love that wants nothing in return."

And, once at... the beginning of the OVA i think ??? it's been a long time since i rewatched it so I don't really remember but he says something about how... the star of the show is such a demanding role, and how he'd rather remain as he is or something ???

pride is crossed off for obvious reasons LMFAO.

greed isn't accurate to him either. his only motivations are for others, not for himself. and even then, he wishes for an " absolute hope that can overcome any despair " . he doesn't even wish for an material possessions, if that makes sense. can hope be found through those material possessions ? i mean , probably. but like... what he wishes for is.. not only selfless , but also... so abstract ? i don't think he'd be a big fan of the idea that you could achieve pure hope through something material. he views it as absolute good, an absolute good like that would usually be found in other things than just something so limiting as material possessions. I'm pretty unsure about this part though.

lust is... eh. lust is almost always interpreted in a sexual sense, but it can also work in other contexts, though i'm not sure what definition would be in that case. i guess he's lustful for wanting the best for people LOL ??? that sounds so weird.

the people who say nagito is horny all the time would argue nagito is lustful in the sexual sense, and i mean , maybe but not really ? we know he compares hope to sex in one of the songs written by megumi ogata (which i'll consider canon), but he we also know that he absolutely isn't a sex freak by any means and in the games and anime, is actually pretty chaste. he also views sex as something intimate to share with a person he loves. something to share with a person who loves him enough to be intimate with him as well, and pretty much just... mutual expression of trust and intimacy ? i'd interpret lust to be like.. sex obsessed, pretty much. which, of course, kind of contradicts nagito.

anyway, i briefly considered sloth for him, in the sense that he doesn't want to put in effort to achieve something great for himself. it's all for others. he's never going to put in effort for something if it is self-serving, and... even though he ends up significantly influencing other people's lives, he plays a much more passive role in his own life if that makes any sense ????? oh, and it could also be telling of his luck in a way, in the sense that he's kind of... bound to it and can't escape it ? i have no idea 😭 to be honest, this one is atleast slightly understandable, unlike all the others which are just blatantly inaccurate to his character LMFAO.

i don't know, those are just my thoughts. what do you think ?

I just need you to know what I was giggling and kicking my feet over how much of a Nagito understander you are,,, this is such an interesting question it absolutely has not been asked before!!!

That being said, I’m honestly on the same page as you are. I’m a little stumped since none of them really describe Nagito properly? Sloth is the closest one that you could twist into a way of it fitting him, but otherwise most of the others are blatantly inaccurate to important aspects of his character??? I know that isn’t really helpful, but man is it hard to assign him one when he’s so unique. Nagito and Hajime are different sides of the same coin, and I don’t think Nagito’s selfless love, “envy,” or “admiration,” fits into any of the boxes that are provided. The end result feels like he doesn’t fit any of them, but the goal here is to assign him at least one of them right? So I guess Sloth in this situation is the best option, supposedly reflecting specific aspects of him and how he basically never does anything self serving. I mean, at the end of the day I’d like to have slightly understandable over blatant mischaracterization LMAO. So yeah, I think I would agree with Sloth over the others.

Thank you for your ask, this was so interesting to think about!! It made me so happy to read how thoroughly you thought about this, and how much you understand his character <3

[meimi-haneoka]

Musings

I was scrolling through my TL this morning and I stumbled again on a certain scene from volume 8 of xxxHolic.

I went "...ah" and shook my head, smiling.

Then I started writing a thread with my musings, but it became so long that I decided to pour them here instead.

The scene in question was this one. The Spider Lady and Watanuki.

Kimihiro Watanuki and Yuna D. Kaito. Two boys who have initially no idea what they're doing on this earth, what their life is worth for, growing up alone, quick to throw their life away to make others happy. Although in personality Watanuki and Kaito are very different, this one complex aspect brings them closer.

I couldn't help being reminded how CLAMP love to portray this particular theme in several of their stories, almost as if they were tormented by it.

Clear Card Arc introduced the theme of self-sacrifice, with all its devastating effects, in a series where it hadn't been explored deeply yet. First in a milder way with Syaoran, but I think we all agree that the character who brought that message home the most is indeed Kaito.

Yet, I really appreciate how this doesn't turn everytime into the "same reheated soup", as we say in italian, because each series' approach is different from the get go.

Holic addresses several thematics straightforwardly, without sugarcoating them. All the volumes are brimming with life lessons and impactful lines that corner you and force you to think about life and your relationship with others. Sometimes those truths are hard, like a slap in your face. It's no wonder that the entire "Phrase" area of the CLAMP exhibition was all dedicated to Holic. Its portrayal of the thematic of self-sacrifice follows the same pattern, and one example is the criticism from the Spider Lady directed at Watanuki in the aforementioned volume. He will leave that encounter having learned something very important from those words.

For CCS, on the other hand, CLAMP have always chosen a different approach, fitting for its genre and demographic.

Although there are several nourishing lessons we can get from it as well, the messages are usually always passed without judgement. It seems CLAMP prefer letting the characters go through things, make their own decisions, their own mistakes, learn and grow firsthand from them. The thing we hear the most in the entire series is "Look in your heart, find the answer in yourself".

And despite how often Momo gets angry at Kaito, as an impartial magical beast she's prevented from doing a speech similar to that of the Spider Lady. While many might think that would've worked best, the world view and narrative structure of CCS is different from that.

In the same way, CLAMP leave the readers free to perceive and take the message home as they want, guided by the characters' actions rather than their explicit thoughts and spelled out words of wisdom.

While in Holic it's clearer what their stance on a certain topic or thematic is, in CCS things are more blurred and nuanced. The events are presented as they are, resting on a delicate balance, as if asking you "This is what happened. Everything considered, what do you think?", making an effort to not pass a judgement along so you can make your own idea of it.

We never get anyone lecturing Kaito for what he did, nor looking down upon him, because that's not CCS' language and there's no need for it. The characters understand the sentiment that moved Kaito, even though that's not treated as a justification for the path he chose. The message will be conveyed eloquently enough by facts - Akiho's tears full of anger in chapter 78. Rather than choosing to make a character lecture him harshly, CLAMP "left" Kaito dealing directly with the consequences of his actions, in order for him to look into his heart and learn a lesson from it. More than the act of deciding her happiness on her behalf, Akiho is furious because Kaito crumpled his life and threw it away in the trash in the attempt of saving her and giving her a happy life.

This approach is totally in line with CCS' compassionate world view. A world view that tries to cause changes in the world guided by kindness, refraining from applying prejudices and dispensing judgement upon others.

But beware, comparing the two approaches to the same thematic doesn't mean that one is better than the other: depending on the situation, sometimes we need the frankness of Holic, sometimes the sensitivity of CCS.

It is in my opinion pretty wonderful how the same theme can be communicated in different ways, choosing different paths, approaches, just like in these two examples here.

Two different approaches for the theme, but same conclusion: once we form connections with others, we don't belong to ourselves alone anymore. We're not free to dispose of our life without affecting other people who share that bond with us.

We may think we're not important, that we can come second or third or last behind everyone else as long as they're happy, but that's not true. Seeing us suffering, or missing our presence will ultimately make other people cry. Even people we didn't really think they could ever love us.

So cherish your life, always. Today you're doing it for your loved ones, tomorrow you'll learn to do it for yourself, too. ❤️

[wonjinburger]

writing prompt #03

you and a hot stranger get trapped in an elevator ; yang jungwon

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INFO : : yang jungwon x reader / hurt comfort

wc : <1300

you know, going to work after getting my heartbroken just a few hours ago isn't the most ideal morning i had in mind.

my boyfriend, well, now ex-boyfriend had apparently been cheating on me for months now. to think we almost lasted 2 years together, and to think i thought he was as perfect as one could get, guess i was completely wrong. he didn't even pretend to hide it, he was all cocky about it, fucking douchebag.

i had just finished getting ready and i looked like a mess. the bags under my eyes are as dark as ever, my eyes are red and puffy too, i can't believe i spent the whole night crying over that asshole.

i left my house and waited for the elevator to reach my floor. someone appeared next to me a few minutes later. i would've taken a quick peak if i wasn't on the verge of tearing up again. the elevator door opened and we both got in.

the person that got in with me stood closer to the control panel, and i stood in a far corner. "are you going to the ground floor?" i looked at the person and it was a guy who looked pretty attractive. he had these pretty brown eyes that sort of resembled a cat?

"oh uh.. yeah" he nodded and pressed on the ground floor button, which i assume is where he was headed as well. i thanked him as the elevator slowly went down from the 17th floor. now that i think about it, i don't think i've ever seen this guy around here, even more so on my floor.

i was debating whether or not to start up a quick conversation with him when he suddenly spoke. "so.. you live on the 17th floor too?" "uh.. yeah. we kind of got on the elevator on the same floor.." "right right.." he nodded awkwardly before turning away from me.

'that was awkward'

"did you just move here?" i asked him. he looked back and answered with a quick nod. "ah, welcome to the neighborhood, i'm lee y/n, and i assume we're neighbors?" i bowed slightly to welcome him around here and he did the same. "thank you. i'm yang jungwon."

'that's a cute name'

we went silent again, but this time it was more comfortable than it was before.

suddenly the elevator lights flickered and the elevator shook a little. and after a while the shaking and flickering stopped, but so did the elevator itself.

"ah.. i can't believe we're stuck here" jungwon said as he pressed the emergency button.

knowing the apartment complex, it would probably take half an hour for someone to get us out. so might as well start conversing to pass some time.

"it's gonna take the management a while to get here" he looked back at me, a hint of confusion could be seen from his eyes. "does this happen a lot?" "not really? i was just unfortunate to have this happen last year as well. not to mention it was the first day of my new job that day" i laughed it off and jungwon seemed to be a bit taken aback. "did you get into trouble for it?" "not really. i explained the situation to my boss and she totally understood me" he nodded in, i assume relief, that i wasn't in trouble.

i suddenly received a text message and just as i saw the contact name i wanted to throw my phone out of the elevator, unfortunately for me, the door was stuck so that was a no go. i hesitantly opened the chat and it read 'im sorry, i didn't mean any of it, i was just drunk and out of it, please give me another chance'. now i wanted to throw myself out of the elevator and off a building. how does he have the nerve to say that when he acted like the biggest asshole last night.

i couldn't help but choke out a few sobs. seems like jungwon noticed, because the next thing i know, he was next to me offering me tissues to wipe my tears. "sorry you have to see this" i apologized as i wiped away my tears with the tissues he offered. "it's nothing, don't worry about it y/n".

i calmed down after a short while and let out a deep sigh. "if it helps you at all, i'm here to listen if you want to share" i looked at him with my tear filled eyes and smiled a little. "it's kind of embarassing.." "i'm sure it isn't" i was mentally debaitng if i should tell him, since he was you know, a stranger, but maybe him being a stranger was a good thing too? i won't really ever have to see him unless we just so happen to bump into each other at the apartment complex.

"i found out my boyfriend of 2 years has been cheating on me for months last night"

i felt a hand on my back patting in a slow but steady motion. "i'm so sorry you had to go through that, i'm sure he just lost the best person to ever exist in his life" what he said made me chuckle a little. "he just asked me if we could have another go at our relationship, but he acted so nonchalant about it last night when i confronted him too" i slowly sat down on the elevator floor, feelings starting to overwhelm me.

jungwon sat down as well but said nothing. he just sat there and comforted me, allowing me to let my feelings out.

after a little while of crying again he asked if i was feeling a bit better now. "yeah, thanks for your company, i honestly needed this."

and i don't know what was going on in my head. maybe it was all the emotions i was feeling, or the dim lights and quiet atmosphere, but as i was looking at his gorgeous brown eyes, something about the way he looked at me made me want to do something i never thought i'd do.

he stared at me as i stared back, our faces were slowly inching closer to one another. as we were centimeters apart, he stopped. "i don't think this is good for you.. it's like i'm taking advantage of you.. we should stop." he started to move away, but i held his hands and he looked back at me with those eyes again.

"i don't think this is good for neither of us too.. but if i'm gonna be honest, i want to do this.. and i may be wrong, but you want it too don't you?"

he took one last look at me before we both inched closer and connected our lips together.

this was probably an impulsive thing to do, and i would probably come to regret it once we get out of here, but right now, all i could focus on was him and how comfortable i felt around him.

i moved back and broke the contact we had, both of us now catching our breaths while still looking into each other's eyes.

"is this gonna be a one time thing y/n?"

was it? i didn't think about that. maybe i'll start regretting making out with a stranger in an elevator even before we get out of said elevator.

he looked at me with such hope and confusion, it made me want to stay in that moment forever.

"i don't know jungwon.. but i hope it isn't as well.."

[wildflowerdoeeyed]

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the character overlook part 2!!

this is going to be shorter but i still want my yap (spoilers it’s not im passionate about this), spoiler heavy for chapter 4-6

i’m not really proof reading any of this so sorry if anything’s wrong please tell me

🪞before i say anything i want to point out a bit of dialogue between sean and molly

m - i dont have much opinion on you

s - ah but you don’t like me, i can see it in your eyes

m- i don’t know what you’re talking about mr macguire

s - but you look down your pretty little stuck up nose at me

m - i guess i didn’t come to america to meet boys who crawled out of the local bog. when i could have paid them to sweep my chimneys at home

s - i knew it. you’re a snotty nosed little west briton

m - i am no such thing

s - ‘course you are, i see it now. you probably have a family with a big farmhouse and titles

💋 i want to bring this up for a few reasons

1. sean is one of the only characters in camp proud of his heritage, molly is quite superficial and she doesn’t talk much about it, kieran doesn’t know much about his heritage and doesn’t know how to pronounce colm even though kieran was with the o’driscolls

2. he calls her a “little west briton” which usually means an irish person who greatly admires England or Britain, thinking them superior to Ireland

3. i said in my last post that i assumed molly became well off from. a family business in agriculture

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💋now i don’t have much to say about her outfits here because of the fact that they stay the same so i’ll talk more about her and dutch

💋from shady bell onwards molly really starts to loose it and there’s more and more arguments between the two of them at one point she screams that he ruined her life

💋molly starts getting really paranoid, she sits at one of the docks by herself and karen even tries to comfort her in her own drunken way even when molly approaches her and confronts karen about talking about her (i’m not entirely sure if she actually did) molly smacks karen, karen hits her back harder and molly storms off to behind the house

💋i feel molly starts to realise she is the fool that everyone calls her for falling for dutch, and there’s a held sentiment that dutch probably never loved anyone more than annabelle and molly was more of a distraction with a pretty face

💋walking around shady belle, molly is usually found sulking in the corners of the house on her knees with her head down, i’d also like to put out there that in their room one one side of the bed is disturbed

💋i think kieran’s death was a way to put into perspective how the gang was falling apart molly asking arthur how this is allowed to happen

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💋molly is absent at the end of chapter 5 and i’m not entirely sure that people really questioned it at all (i was obviously trying and failing to find my wife)

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💋now let’s get into the deep shit of the start of beaver hollow

💋molly is clearly drunk back in her casual outfit with her blue shirt, which i think personally is how she felt more comfortable in

💋she curses out dutch and says that she told milton about the saint denis robbery

💋i think she went through the realisation when she was away of dutch’s complex about himself, calling him “your majesty” or “master” when she makes fun of him

💋dutch talks a lot about loyalty and having faith and him and miss grimshaw carry the sentiment that she broke the rules

💋miss grimshaw shoots molly, and i think, though i love molly, she is my wife, it was the last nail on the coffin that when molly died she sees dutch, the only person she thought liked, even loved her, looking disappointed in her

💋she also didn’t get a proper burial and got burned

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(only doing positive ones bc that’s what my baby deserves)

💋 karen’s the most aggressive after mollys death as she holds a grudge to miss grimshaw, calling her a filthy murderer and saying that she probably liked doing it, karen had seen (imo) that molly just wanted dutch’s attention and she was blinded by love

💋 i personally hold a grudge too but she seemed remorseful that she did it because she had to

💋 abigail feels guilty but they’re still under the pretence that she ratted on them

💋 charles says he feels bad even though he didn’t know her well

💋 strauss, though i think he probably did not gaf he actually includes molly in him saying the camps falling apart

💋 marybeth just feels guilty about her, saying that she doesn’t believe it, she probably said that in the way of she couldn’t believe that mollys dead but i’d like to think she also didn’t think that molly did it

💋 swanson says she’ll be in his prayers

💋though i’d like to add dutch’s reaction to yknow the supposed lover of him saying that he shoulda cut her off ages ago

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💋i feel like people forget that milton tells arthur they couldn’t get anything out of molly , if you know micah is the rat you have to know molly isn’t

💋 off topic but i want to say i also saw someone say mary (linton) was one of the rats, i feel like people forget that mary knew arthur was never going to change for her, her missions never affects the plot, she’s always going to send the infamous letter at the start or beaver hollow, she never changed the ending you can not help her and never talk to her again and there’s still the same ending it’s all micah

@lovearthur since you got tagged in the last one 🫶🏼