#ANSWERED LETTERS — 012

[asuyaka]

Heyy, idk if u're still taking requests or not but if u're not just ignore this!

TikTok really came to drag me down the Satosugu hole by the foot this week goddamn. Anyways, I'd like to request my favorite sad gay boys with a m!reader who's a effeminate soft boy and is usually pretty quiet and cooperative but the second someone says something remotely negative about the two m!reader is already throwing hands and burying the offender's head onto the ground. Bonus point if he's from the Zen'in clan!

No one's ever calling Geto's bangs 'weird' with m!reader around lol.

- '🌈' Anon.

★ - yes! reqs are open !! when the first (yippie!!) one piece one shot comes out s'when reqs are gunna close briefly cause 've got other things m'needa work on! (❁´◡`❁)

☆ - Satosugu x M! Zen'in clan reader!

Lulling chirping sounds sounded through the second-year classroom as the sun began to rise. The sound of sweeping and the screech of desks moving across the table sounded through your ears.

With a gentle hand, you plucked the dead leaves off the bouquet of flowers that usually resided on the window sill next to your seat; plucking off the leaves as well and shaking it so the petals could become more pronounced.

After cutting the stem so water could flow through them, you placed the flowers in their vase and put them in their designated position, a pleased smile on your face when you realized that was the last thing you needed to do for cleaning duty, even though it wasn't your turn.

The door slid open behind you as a tired-looking Yaga walked into class. His eyes widened for a bit when they saw you before his expression turned sour. "Good morning, [Name]. I thought Satoru had cleaning duty for today?"

You bowed politely in greeting. "He asked me to do it because he had to get limited edition crepes today."

Yaga sets his things on the table with an annoyed mumble. "Thank you, please make sure he gets to class on time."

You nodded as you left the classroom. The sun shone down on your face through the windows as you made your way to Suguru's and Satoru's dorms.

You pass by Shoko in the kitchen who was hunched over the counter making a cup of coffee. "Want a cup?" She asks, biting and finishing the remaining pocky in her mouth.

'If Suguru woke up a few minutes ago, he'd want some. Maybe Satoru would like some hot chocolate too.' You thought briefly before turning your attention back to the brunette. "Yes, please. One hot chocolate and black coffee."

Shoko grins at that instantly recognizing the order. "You've got it Mister Zen'in."

You wave goodbye and continue your journey. Suguru's dorm isn't that far from the kitchen so you got there in a short amount of time. You knocked, politely waiting for an answer.

"[Name]-chan? If it's you, you can come in!" Satoru's voice answered.

You open the door to see two bags of delivered crepes beside Satoru, who is painting Suguru's nails black. "See? Got some for you guys 'cause I'm such a nice person!"

Suguru rolls his eyes. "You only got them because you remembered flunking on cleaning duty."

You take a seat beside them, staring at Suguru's black nails. "Yaga says I should make sure you two get to class on time."

Satoru snorts, the tiniest bit of blue peeking out from his glasses. "Yeah, and when have we ever listened to what Yaga says?"

"You don't. Maybe Suguru, but I actually enjoy not getting punched in the head every time you do something stupid." You interject, causing Satoru to gasp loudly.

"Suguru! Do you hear this? I do everything I can to make sure you two are well fed and all I get in return is bullying!" Satoru whines as he sets the nail polish aside to let Suguru's nails dry and picks up the bags with a bright smile on his face.

Shoko kicks the door open with two mugs in her hand. "Here you go losers. Zen'in blink twice if they're forcing you to be here."

Suguru and Satoru stare at you expectingly, an exaggerated gasp when they see your eyes close twice.

Shoko giggles, patting the top of your head affectionately. "Yeah, I'd be scared if I was forced to hang out with them too."

She walks out of the room with a reminder that class starts in a few hours. Satoru brought out the crepes and immediately started eating them as he read the Digimon manga, periodically sipping his extra-sweet cocoa.

"[Name], why didn't you get a drink?" Suguru asks, picking up a crepe carefully so the paint doesn't smudge.

You shrug. "The place I normally get my drinks at is too far to walk in the morning."

Satoru looks at you blankly as he stuffs his face with more food. "I could've teleported, dummy. C'mon, road trip time!" He exclaims as he grabs you and Suguru.

"Satoru, no— you haven't even mastered it yet—"

You feel reality split and your stomach churns uncomfortably for a brief second before everything stills again. The sound of cars blaring runs through your ears as a familiar sidewalk reflects through your eyes. "See? easy!"

"[Name]? Are you okay?" Suguru asks, squatting in front of you with worry all over his face.

Taking a minute to breathe, you feel everything finally settle. You have no idea how Satoru can do that without throwing up. "Yes, I am... okay. Just a little disoriented."

Suguru shoots a glare at the albino who rubs your back apologetically. "Well, my apology is your drink! So come on, I wanna get back to the crepes before Shoko's fat ass eats them."

"Shoko doesn't even like the crepes you order. It's always too much sugar." Suguru defends, slapping Satoru upside the head as the three of you walk into the shop.

It's a small cafe situated inside a bookstore with soft Lofi music playing in the background. The three of you get in line. It's short, most likely due to how early it was but that only meant you could get back to the dorms on time.

You hear snickering behind you but pay no mind. After all, it was a public place, and whatever affairs other people had wasn't your business.

Then, you hear something about how a guy has his nails painted. In the corner of your eye, you can see them pointing at Suguru.

Either Suguru and Satoru notice and they don't care, or they don't notice. Either way, you weren't going to let them poke fun at your friend (boyfriend?) and get away with it.

"Is something the matter?"

They stare at you, visibly sizing you up. "Wondering why your friend has nail polish on, isn't that only for chicks?"

Satoru taps you on your shoulder. "Take it outside, don't want you to beat their ass and get banned, yanno?"

You acknowledge him but keep a sharp gaze on the two of them. "Giving gendered terms to inanimate objects is an extremely stupid thing to do. It is not on you, so why should you care what he has on?"

The implication of calling them stupid seemed to hit a nerve because a vein pops in their forehead and their fists clench. "Cause it's fucking gay. What? You like taking it up the ass too?"

"If a fight is what you want, then that is fine with me. Do not let your petty ideals and quite frankly shitty opinions mess up my morning."

They keep talking as you make your way outside. The instant the door chimes close, a loud groan rips through one of their mouths.

They hold onto their nose, now streaming blood and broken. "Dude, what the fuck?!"

"You wanted a fight, did you not? Now, I am quite busy at the moment so if that is all, then I bid you a good rest of your day."

As you were about to walk back into the store, Suguru and Satoru came out with your drink in hand. "Yo! Here, got the kind you like cause I loveee you so much!" Satoru kisses your cheek and hands you your order, especially as you like it.

"Thank you, Satoru. Would you like to go back to the dorms now?"

Suguru stuffs a cake pop in your mouth, handing Satoru one and eating one as well. "Thanks for... that, by the way."

"It's no problem. You are my... partner, after all."

Satoru grins as he latches onto the two of you again. "Teleportation time, let's go!"

"Satoru, no—"

[feathers-feathers]

Bug Fables' deep lore is engaging in open warfare with my mental helath i swear to GOD I CAnt figure this tHE FUCK OUT IM GOING INSANE

Context: I'm trying to make a timeline. Bug fables took this personally.

The big question here that got me to break is what the fuck is the deal with Flower Gods? So I was writing an essay of sorts to try and figure it out as I go, then clean it up and post it when I came to a few satisfying conclusions, and maybe make a poll to see what others would prefer.

I have now lost at least a decade of my lifespan, and will be seeking reparations in the court of law. I'll post what I wrote below the cut, just be aware that it's not finished, will not be finished if I have a gun to my head, and jumps places every now and then because that's just how I roll in the drafting stage.

I hope to all the gods above that some of you can find sense where I have failed.

Beware: Here be dragons. (Also, it's quite long.)

BEGIN

Currently doing timeline shenanigans with Bug Fables. I learned something in the lore that will have a major impact in how that timeline manifests. The problem is that this lore detail isn't exactly straight-forward, and has multiple interpretations. I'd like to see some other thoughts on this matter before I make a decision. The lore in question is regarding the creation of the Flower Gods.

A reminder: There is a secret room in Snakemouth Den that displays information regarding the 3 Flower Gods. Prior to seeing this room, most I think didn't even know there were 3 - only knowing of Venus at the time. The other two are Mars and Pluto. These displays tell us a few things. Some information on the gods themselves: Venus is

Guardian: M-001 "Mars" Age: 361 Status: Stable

Guardian: V-012 "Venus" Age: 358 Status: Stable

Guardian: P-183 "Pluto" Age: 34 Status: Stable

This secret asks a whole bunch of questions and answers exactly none of them.

The first thought I see many people go to is that this, of course, confirms that the Roaches created them. However, there is dialogue from Venus herself stating "Ah, it still feels like it was yesterday when they were scurrying around the land trying to get stuff together!" Which doesn't say much, but sort of implies that she was around while the Roaches were still figuring things out.

But what about those designations, what do they mean? For something like this - and considering they all start with the first letter of the Guardian's name - I think it's, like, a version number.

If they were all created by the Roaches, then… wtf? So with Mars, they got it right on their very first try - congratulations, a fucking GOD is born - but their next Guardian took 12 attempts? What? And then Pluto took 183 attempts. And the time discrepancy is just…. weird. Wtf does this mean? The Roaches started off as the best scientists ever, getting everything correct on their first go, then suddenly dropping the ball off the face of the Earth and getting nothing right? For centuries? And after all of that, they consider the Sapling to be their greatest creation. Not any of the Actual Deities they supposedly made. And then they place two of these gods in… just… entirely different territories. Mars is in the Eastern lands. Lord knows where Pluto is, but not Bugaria, that's for sure. I do find this rather unpalatable.

If they weren't created by the Roaches - they were just studying them, trying to replicate their power - I think that fits some of this better. Especially that above quote by Venus. If she was around before the Roaches developed what they have now - the Roaches being the first bugs to awaken - then did she awaken before even them? If she - and, perhaps, Mars - were the first to awaken, then was the Day of Awakening only around 370 years ago? That would probably be the best case scenario for developing a timeline. It'd be the only True Date that can be nailed down, and make it a lot easier to place other dates around it by comparison.

But still… what's the deal with the version numbers? Perhaps the Guardians do not have true immortality, but ressurrective immortality? That would sort imply that Pluto might in fact be the first, and he's on his 183'd life. It would also mean that Mars would actually be the youngest of the gods. Despite being the oldest current version, he is still only on his First version - no deaths, no resurrections. This would also mean that Pluto died around the time the Roaches vanished. But also - if Pluto died 182 times prior to his current iteration… what the fuck kind of life is this guy living? Is he stuck in a death loop, wtf?

This is honestly just another discrepancy, to me. Lets be as conservative as possible and say that most of Pluto's lives were all around 30 years in length. This is so conservative as to be ridiculous, but let's just ignore that. 183 x 30 = 5490. That's Fucking Old - and I'm gonna say, just as ridiculous. Why, then, would the other two gods only have a few years of an age gap? This feels like a strong point towards the idea that the Roaches created them??? that the designations are version numbers before deployment and not ressurrective iterations???

Oh My God. What the fuck am I supposed to believe?

BREAK

This is where I officially gave up. I hate all of these ideas none of them are satisfactory. Bug Fables why do you hate me so muchae dsafsafgfghrdsgrdfeignbreoiatghnbfrabgifrhdfhdfghdfsghdfizghsregtbdfsgfcuigh

[theleftshow]

012 I Told You So | Contagion And Response

This week on I Told You So: Tiffany and JM talk about how to take care of a spouse when they’re ill. Then the dynamic duo answer some odd letters. 012 I Told You So Podcast Apple Podcasts, Stitcher, Spotify (sorry) Google Podcasts, and AMAZON too!

[dekusheroacademia]

All IidaMomo moments

I will try to keep this post updated, but under cut here is all IidaMomo moments. For now it is manga only, but I will add Ovas and movies. Keep in mind that there will be spoilers of the manga.

IIDAMOMO MOMENTS

MANGA

007: Momo reprimands Iida´s strong reaction

012: Momo asks Izuku to speak up, and this is in relation to Izuku giving up his presidency for Iida

016: Iida thinks about Momo, Todoroki and Tokoyami when he is running to call the teacher during the UJS attack

027: Iida and Momo are both in Todoroki´s team, and working together (cavalry)

083-084: Iida and Momo both decide to follow the others to save Bakugou, mainly with the same role. Momo explictly says that she will be like Iida, there to make sure that everything goes well

085: After Iida punches Deku, Momo comments that his reason for accompanying them is not very convincing and she reprimands him

090: Momo is concerned about Iida when he starts explaining a possible plan and how risky the situation is at Kamino

095: Momo tells Iida, Kirishima and Deku to go straight home, after Kamino, clearly worried

108: At the license exam, after Momo passed the first selection, she comments that she hope Iida is okay out there, as she doesn´t see him in the area, with the people who passed the selection

130: A small interaction, where Momo excuses the absence of some classmates to Iida

169: Iida and Momo have a very similar idea of what the festival should be about, and a very similar reaction to the classmates reacting and rejecting the suggestions

169: Iida gets a little heated up and ask the class to be silence, and Momo regretfully comments "So much for mantaining order"

171: They comment together about the plan for the festival

OVAS

OVA01: Save! Rescue Training

Uraraka is laughing because Iida is playing his role of "victim to rescue" extremely seriously. Momo comments that she thinks it is really wonderful that Iida is being so serious about it.

OVA03: Make It! Do-or-Die Survival Training

Iida and Momo take control of the team, and organize themselves up in smaller team. They end up working together

When the place collapses, Iida throws himself in front of Momo, saving her from danger

When Iida gets hurt, Momo immediately calls for help, and then quickly works with Deku and the others to save Iida, concerned about him

Once Iida wakes up, he immediately thanks Momo for her help, and Momo replies that she is the one who needs to thank him, for having saved her

Season 6 OVA: U.A. Heroes Battle

Momo and Iida scold Kaminari and Mineta for complaining about being stuck inside

ANIME EXTRAS/FILLER

The anime (license exam) adds a scene where Momo wonders what Todoroki or Iida or Deku would do

In season 5, when Todoroki gets his license, Iida and Momo congratulates him. Very cute scene where they look like proud parents

In season 6 we see Iida and Momo reading Deku's letter together

In the last episode of season 6, Momo and Iida approach Deku together to reassure him

TEAM UP MISSION

Iida and Momo have a whole chapter together, where they work in tandem to look for a mysterious hero who saved a girl. They also get plenty of compliment for their good nature and helpulness

MOVIES

Movie 1: Two heroes

Iida has been invited to the Expo. When Momo sees him she smiles, saying that she was wondering if he would be there

When All Might is taken hostage, Iida suggests to follow his instructions and escape. Momo agrees with him.

Iida and Momo are the most dubious about the plan to save all the hostages but they are both convinced by Melissa's plan

Iida and Momo have a plan B against the robots

Momo and Iida decide to stay behind to fight the machines, with the others

Iida is helping an exhausted Momo walk

Iida asks Momo to take care of things down there, while him and Kirishima jump in to fight

Movie 2: Heroes Rising

Iida and Momo are answering calls in a separate small room together

Later on, Iida and Momo, together, reminds the class that they all have to work hard because they are still studends

They are the first to run up to the people when they took their gift (food) to the office, and then they thank them

A villain attacks the island, Momo asks what is the plan and Iida answers, splitting people in teams. Momo gives a reassuring speech to the class

Momo walks up to Iida, and together they rile the class up with a Plus Ultra

SCHOOL BRIEFS (NOVELS)

Novel 01

Ch6: Mineta is talking about Jirou being flat chested, and Iida comments that breasts are breasts at any size. Momo agrees with him

Novel 02

Ch4: Momo thinks about how a date with Iida would be and how serious he would be

DRAMA CD season 3

Volume 3

(During Kamino) Iida and Momo are quite enthusiastic about going into the department store to find clothes to disguise themselves with, they are the only ones actually enjoying it. They comment that this is an amazing store (they have never been in such a cheapt store) and that they are so happy there!

EXTRA SKITS

Hero fest 2022 skits (@dekob0ko and shibuyasmash summaries)

The girls (and Kaminari) are looking for Iida, he is not in his room, so Momo comments that he is quite a hard worker so he probably already finished cleaning the room and he is cleaning elsewhere now

[outofangband]

please write húrin skyping mae2 (maedhros + maeglin!) if u feel like it, it sounds so interesting!!

Context: I had this ridiculous idea of Elves in Mandos using a magical device like a palantír to talk to humans in the human afterlife. And Húrin Skyping in weekly to take part in Maedhros and Maeglin's anti Morgoth club.

Edit: PART TWO

Here's a little snapshot into one of their meetings in the form of the meeting minutes :)

CW: this is a meeting for survivors of torture by Morgoth and while there's no descriptions of abuse and the tone is pretty light, there is the background of trauma

masterlist 

Anti Morgoth Club: Closed Meeting For Survivors

Meeting Minutes

Transcribed by Nelyo

001: Final member of group arrives, Húrin already contacted and present, final member chastised for being one minute late

004: pleasantries exchanged, updates on members lives given

007: Reluctance to begin body of meeting expressed by all three present members, letter from Lord Námo urging members to to use meetings for cathartic rather than entertainment reasons reread by attending Maia of the Halls

009: Attending Maia suggests numerous 'prompts' to encourage productive discussion among members, prompts met with outrage by present elves and silence from present human

010: One such prompt asks each member to describe emotions associated with captivity that do not include anger as "There is no difficulty shown by any of you in expressing anger". The exception is anger at ordeal or a specific event rather than merely towards relevant Vala

011: One member suggests several synonyms to anger, these are agreed upon by other members.

012: Attending Maia expresses annoyance at members

013: Silence falls between members

014: Húrin suggests "grief" as an emotion, does not elaborate when asked by attending Maia

015: "Grief" reluctantly seconded by present elves but no elaboration is given by either

016: Attending Maia asks why anger is easiest and receives no answer

017: Attending Maia asks if any members feel anger towards or blame themselves for any aspect of their captivity despite ready anger towards relevant Vala

018: All present members make nonverbal indicators of discomfort at posed question.

019: Meeting temporarily adjourned when one member attempts destruction of a nearby pillar, no injuries occur and member is successfully returned to meeting by Attending Maia

020: Members not involved in destruction of pillar attempt comforting words at member involved in destruction, comfort encouraged by Attending Maia

023: Conclusion that relevant Vala is dreadful agreed upon by all members, unfriendly feelings towards other relevant Vala (Námo) expressed to a lesser extent

025: Tea is offered to elven members, some substance or other offered to human member

026: Húrin praised by elven member for words spoken to relevant Vala, agrees to accept praise

027: Húrin and elven member discuss favored insults, criticize relevant Vala for sensitivity

028: Maeglin expresses both mirth at insults and regret for not offering more of his own

029: Attending Maia looks weary at reliving of insults but is pleased that emotion other than anger is discussed

030: Maeglin assured by other members.

031: Maeglin is offered by Attending Maia parchment and a quill and encouraged to write down what he would like to tell Relevant Vala

035: Letter to relevant Vala completed, included with transcripts, not copied here due to profane language expressed at both relevant Vala and Maeglin

037: Attending Maia agrees to allow members discussion of topics other than relevant Vala

037: Members begin discussion of other matters

054: Meeting adjourned

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Rafael 🥺🥺🥺

CW: Pet whump, referenced implied noncon/dubcon, captivity, isolation, intimate whumper, creepy whumper

Follows this piece where Chris overcomes his freeze response to try and help someone

It’s 2:30 in the morning. The house is cool and silent and still around him as he stands in the master’s library, where the only phone he’s ever seen that wasn’t the small, slim things his master and mistress keep in their pockets or purses or always on themselves.

He’s not allowed in here, books make his head hurt and we wouldn’t want to give you wrinkles in that pretty face from all that squinting, Raf. But he’s here, anyway.

They’re asleep, down the hall, in their room. The both of them, the mistress breathing low and deep, the master softly snoring. He can hear them from here, and it’s a soothing comfort to be able to track their sleep even now.

His heart pounds while he stares at the phone, dressed only in the loose, slightly sheer black pants he’s allowed to wear to sleep, when they have done with him for the night, when he is no longer between them, taken and taking, eyes closed and body repeating patterns while his mind goes somewhere else.

Red bruises darken around his neck and shoulders, the lipstick at least washed away and leaving only blood vessels burst under his pale skin to color it. She loves to leave the lipstick there, and they love to see who can mark him more, counting up the new places, telling who did what by the smear of Rouge, or Addict, or whatever other name she gave to the slim little tubes that littered her vanity. 

He lays back for their inspection, smiles up at the mirror they’ve had fixed to the underside of the canopy over their bed, and drifts away while they laugh over and around him. The loser makes the drinks, after, and he gets one, too.

Whiskey and honey-syrup with rosemary, washed down, but the taste never leaves, not all the way. He tastes them when he falls asleep.

If he falls asleep.

Now, he’s clean except for the way he always feels a slight, nearly invisible layer of grime on his skin, and his skin is unmarked except for the bruises they will carefully cover with the turtlenecks he wears in the morning.

He’s clean... except that he is never, ever clean. 

His name is Rafael.

Something else was his name, once upon a time. Some other blend of letters, some other murmured syllables spoken on someone else’s tongue. He knows that much - they tell him far more than he has ever asked to know. 

They found him, Master and Ma’am, hungry and dirty and cold. You were so desperate for a hot meal, someplace to sleep, you told us you’d do anything. They offered him safety, and someone to care for him, and he got into their car. It’s what he wanted. You wanted to leave it all behind, you know. We gave you the chance. 

We offered you a choice, and it wasn’t like anyone else was going to help you, Raf. You didn’t have a soul in the world who even gave a damn if you were alive.

He signed up for this.

Didn’t he?

The voice of the man in the museum comes back to him with his scarred face and soft green eyes. Somebody loved you. They lie to us. Pushing the plastic feather into his hand, whispering numbers to him. Rafael’s neck aches under his collar, throbs with the blood pooling from their teeth tearing at him and telling him he likes it, and he’s never thought to argue before.

But he doesn’t.

On his own, he dreams about softness, he closes his eyes and runs fingertips along his own palm and imagines it’s someone who simply wants to hold his hand. Alone, Rafael thinks about a dim sweet warmth, even as they tell him he wants their too-bright light baring him to hands and teeth like fang and claws, to desire that digs deep and draws blood. 

Somebody loved you.

It seems impossible.

They lie to us all.

In the dark of night, with the barest hint of moonlight coming through the great windows along the wall, the saturated purple of the feather is a cool, faded lavender. Rafael rubs his thumb along it, following an instinctive movement. He can see, he thinks, the faintest hint of indents in it, like the man he saw at the museum had been chewing on it. Marks like teeth, like the marks on his side, the way they laugh on either side of him, his mistress murmuring, they could identify us with dental records by that one if we dumped him, darling, and his master kissing her, then him, then laughing too loud, laughing harder when Rafael flinches from the sound and the fear of being abandoned.

They’d found him abandoned and taken him in. They gave him a home and he traded away whatever life he’d had to get it, willingly, happily, wanting to be loved and kept and held. 

But... what if that wasn’t what happened, just because they said it was?

Somebody loved you.

He moves closer to the phone, letting his fingers trail over the cool dark plastic, smooth and shining in the dark. His eyes close, and he breathes, in and out. The room smells like old books, and the leather of the chairs in here. Like a candle his mistress insists on lighting once a week in the room. 

When they have him in here, he’s blindfolded to keep him from seeing the books. 

The man in the museum had been one, he knew it instantly. No collar, though, and not with an owner, but he still... Raf had known. He always knew, and when he’d seen the scar, he’d known that the man wasn’t one, not any longer. 

Whispering to him that there is another way to live.

Rafael takes a deep breath, picks up the phone, and swallows back the burst of fear. It’s just a few numbers. It’s just a few words. He can always choose not to go, if they come. He can sign up for this again.

He can take it back.

5. 5. 5. 7. 2. 3. 3.

The click of the little dialpad as he touches the numbers seems impossibly loud, but with each pause between he listens, and he can still hear them sleeping. He’s okay. He’ll be okay. 

It’s just some words, a number, a whisper, a plea.

Did somebody love me once, in a way that wasn’t like this?

The phone settles cold against his ear, and he grips the feather in his hand like the medallion of a saint.

He doesn’t know saints. He doesn’t know why that thought came to mind. 

Holy St. Anthony, gentlest of Saints, your love for God and Charity for His creatures, made you worthy, when on earth, to possess miraculous powers. Encouraged by this thought, I implore you to-

“Hello?”

Rafael nearly forgets how to speak, between his shock that anyone picked up and the sudden burst of sharp pain that wipes the momentary prayer from his memory entirely. “H-Hello. I-I... I was, I am.. um. I n-need...”

“Do you need help?” The voice is low and compassionate, deep and with an accent he can’t place. 

They’ll help you, the man from the museum said.

“Please,” Rafael whispers. “Please, I need-... I need help. I, I need... I need out.”

“I’m going to trace your call,” The voice says quietly. “For the purpose of this conversation, you can call me Heather. I’m a liberated pet and I’m here to help. Do you need a rescue?”

Rafael feels tears threatening to fall, and he clutches the feather as tightly as he can. “I don’t know. It’s not-... It’s not, they don’t-... I’m n-not hurt, I just-”

“You don’t have to be in physical pain,” Heather says, quiet and certain, “to be wounded. I need about sixty-seven seconds more to get your location. Do you want to leave?”

No one’s ever asked.

He swallows. “Y... yes. I don’t want to be-... to do this anymore.”

“Okay. It’s okay, this is what we do. What’s your name and designation?”

That’s easy. He answers thoughtlessly, memorized words falling off his lips like petals from a dying flower. “Rafael, my number is 453266, designation Romantic, Facility 012.”

There’s a pause. “You’ve come a long way.”

He swallows “H-Have I?”

“I’ll explain later. It could take us up to fourteen days to effect a rescue. Will you be reasonably physically safe until that time?”

There’s a scrape in the hallway, a footfall. Rafael’s breath catches as he realizes he forgot to keep listening for their breathing, checking that they were asleep. “Oh, no. I have to go. He’s-... I have to go. Please, please find me, please-”

“I’m killing this number as soon as you hang up. It’s okay. We’ve got you. We just need a little time-”

He drops the phone back into the cradle right as his master appears in the doorway, leaning against it on one arm. His eyes glitter dangerously with reflected moonlight.

“Raf? What was that?”

Rafael swallows, lifting his chin as he turns, putting his practiced flirtatious smile on his face. Head tilt, half-lidded eyes. Let the look of sleepy affection wipe away the terror still crawling over his skin. His master moves towards him, naked but he can do more damage naked than Rafael could do in a set of armor.

“I had a-... a nightmare, a false memory,” Rafael says quickly, and steps to his master, feigning gratitude, warmth, happiness at seeing him. “I don’t know what happened. I w-woke up with the phone at my ear.”

“Hm. You haven’t sleepwalked in a long time.” His master moves past him, looking down at the phone, then back up at Rafael. In the darkness it all seems amplified, every threat a near-murder, a knife held precariously against his throat. “What did you dial?”

“I-I don’t know,” Rafael lies, clinging to him, every inch the pet scared of himself, not of the master. “I just heard beeping when I-... woke up, I guess.”

There’s a pause, and the master hums, picking the phone up, hitting three buttons Rafael doesn’t look at, but he knows - he’s having the phone redial the last number called. Raf closes his eyes, and he prays, to nothing and no one and maybe just to the dark of night itself. 

He exhales when the only sound is a woman’s tinny voice stating this number is not in service at this time. 

His master chuckles, sounding relieved himself. “Well, no harm done, I suppose. But we’re going to have to tie you to the bed at night again, aren’t we? Keep you from wandering.”

“Is that a promise?” Rafael’s voice is shaking but he drops it to low and husky to cover it, his heart pounding and body frozen as he turns into his master’s body, tipping his head for a kiss. 

He hates being tied to the bed. 

You love this, Raf. You told us it was your favorite way to work when we found you. But it’s not work anymore, is it? It’s your life.

He hates it.

The man’s voice in his mind again as he slides the feather into his pocket. They lie to all of us.

Nobody loved you, that’s why we had to take you in.

Somebody loved you. 

“Honestly, Raf, is that the only thing you think about?” His master’s tone is playful, flirtatious. His voice dips lower and Rafael keeps his smile firmly in place, widens it a little. 

Inside his head, he thinks, you wanted me to only think about this. I know I didn’t start this way.

Further back, far enough inside he knows it will never show on his face, he thinks, I thought about dinosaurs instead today. I thought about the feather, and the number, and I thought about how maybe you’re the one lying, and I was the one telling the truth.

I just can’t remember what truth I told.

“Back to bed for you, I think,” His master murmurs, presses a kiss over a bruise. Rafael shivers and pretends it’s from desire and not from the ache. “I’ll get out your favorite ropes.”

He hates the fucking ropes.

“Perfect,” Rafael says, and his voice comes out smooth, and soft. “You know I love the ropes.”

-

Tagging: @burtlederp , @finder-of-rings , @endless-whump , @whumpfigure , @astrobly @newandfiguringitout , @doveotions , @pretty-face-breaker , @boxboysandotherwhump  , @oops-its-whump  @cubeswhump ,  @whump-tr0pes  @downriver914 @vickytokio @wildfaewhump

[rat-father]

Had to build up some confidence but finally decided to write some scp whump <3 well d-class whump more specifically

for my whumpers who aren't in the scp community : scp 012 for more context

Tagging; @sideblogformindtrash

-- tw;; blood mention / unintentional self harm, blood loss, passing out, lab whump, multiple whumpees, panic, mild implied dissociation / derealisation, implied previous child abuse, temporary whumpee turned caretaker, miscommunication, multiple whumpers / caretakers --

„I said that I was cold, not that I wanted to cuddle.“ Vivek complained.

„Well, this is what my dad would do in the winter when it got really cold. We would sleep in the same bed and share our body heat to keep us warm,“ Sakari said. „And considering the fact that you're hugging me back, I don't think you're against it.“

He huffed, chin resting on top of their head as they hid in the crook of his neck. Their hair was still damp from the shower, smelling mildly of cheap shampoo. „I guess it does help,“ he begrudgingly grumbled.

„See!“

„Doesn't mean I like it! And don't you dare say that I do.“

Sakari's laugh got muffled by the fabric of his shirt. A mix of feelings stormed inside their brain, feeling that everything went by too fast those 3 short days. From the invitation with promise of money, to the pick up in the lone street, the pain of fresh ink burning letters into their skin, and now laying in bed with a murderer. Ultimately, their thoughts kept bringing them back to their dad, sick on the streets with nothing to help. It was stupid accepting such a sketchy thing, 30 days of work for 50k, it was too good to be true. But what other choice did they have?

A hiccuped sob escaped them, accompanied by silent tears.

„I miss him,“ they admitted, more to themselves then the prisoner next to them.

He hummed sympathetically. „Homesickness is something you'll get over.“ He was quiet for a couple seconds, quickly adding. „Maybe 'home' isn't the best word, uh.“

They gave a small smile. „I get what you mean.“

„If they take you for testing, then,“ Vivek inhaled deeply. „You don't have my permission to die.“

„Wasn't planning to, but I'll keep it in mind.“

~-~

Vivek attempted to focus on the words coming from the blabbering prisoner sitting in front of him. He was more interested in whatever he was going on about than the mushy food they expected him to eat. It was better quality then other prisons he'd been to at least, and didn't taste like salted cardboard. He couldn't ignore the other's foot constantly tapping against the ground, leg twitching in sync. He looked like he had to much sugar and caffeine for breakfast, words rolling off his tongue non stop while making wild gestures with his hands. Vivek didn't even know his name, he hadn't bothered introducing himself before starting his rant.

„Were you zoning out just then, Vi?“ 83' chuckled.

83' didn't care to give his name either, but he was distinct enough to recognize even without proper name. Significantly older then everyone else, hair whiter then his skin and surprisingly fluid in his movements. He wondered how his muscles still worked so well. His voice was gentle, albeit croaky.

Vivek glanced at the others, deep in conversation. „Yeah. Don't care for what he's saying.“ He leaned back, reading the numbers on the shirt of the guy in front him. 6499.

83' clapped him on his back. „He is a talkative young man for sure. My son had ADHD. He also used to talk for what felt like hours on end sometimes.“

He nodded along, mind drifting back to Sakari. They certainly enjoyed starting conversations as well. He remembered seeing them talk to minimum 4 different people before the introduction speech.

„You don't have my permission to die.“ His own words echoed in his head, replaying like a broken record. Those words meant nothing beyond the surface, it wouldn't stop them from getting killed in this place. Permission to die was stupid. He might as well pretend to put a spell on them to make then invincible, that would be about as useful.

~-~

Sakari's heart pounded in their chest, deafening the voice attempting to reach their ears. Worry and dread knotted together in their stomach, confusion blanking their mind of rational thought. Their stayed fixated on the paper in front of them, stepping forward without a choice. It was harder to breath. Humidity around them heating their body. They felt awfully aware of their own existence, yet distant from the world. It was one blur, except for the urge to finish the song. That one. That song. The song and dance they played. The one their dad played. Pain seared through them as he hit them, as blood trickled down. Clotted blood running down their arm. Seeping in their fingernails, burning through paper like acid. Acid he spat as he insulted them, cutting deeper inside. Pounding got louder to the beat. It was a joke he was. A small joke. A small note on the page. The face they saw, they closed their eyes. The skulls were nice. The bunnies weren't prevalent. Speedy bunnies running, hitching their breath, invading their lungs. Those unwritten notes, unwritten until end of time. Their legs felt weak under them, fountains of water rolling down them. Written welcoming warmth.

~-~

Vivek held back a sigh hearing the metal door open once more. He sat up in his bed, expecting to see another guard there to take him. He nearly jumped in relief instead seeing Sakari walk in, clutching their lower arm. They meekly smiled at him, sitting down next to him. They curled up on their side as he moved to give them more space. Their feet were inches away from his leg, digging into the hard mattress.

„Are you okay?“ He asked. A stupid question, he thought to himself, the answer was pretty clear.

„Could be better,“ they mumbled, thumb absentmindedly rubbing over their arm.

„What happened? You look like you're about to pass out.“

„Lost a bit of blood is all. Wouldn't be an issue if I had eaten beforehand. But alas.“

„Let me see,“ He didn't wait for them to react, pulling their arm away from their chest. He rolled up their sleeve, inspecting the bloodied bandage wrapped around them. They sat up, wincing at the grip.

„What did they do?“

„Would you believe me if I said I did it to myself?“

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He shook his head. „You wouldn't do that.“

„You haven't known me for that long, I very well could be someone to do that,“ Sakari paused. „But you're right, I wouldn't do it. I'm not entirely sure what happened. I do remember waking up in some infirmary, and getting a cookie.“

„A.. Cookie?“

„Yeah! And apple juice. That was good. Turns out you pass out faster from blood loss if you haven't eaten for hours.“ They laughed.

Vivek sat appalled, staring at them with wide eyes. „You nearly died and you just.. Don't care?“

„I'm not dead, am I? After all,“ they leaned forward. „I don't have your permission to. So what's the point in worrying about something that could've happened, but didn't?“

He rolled his eyes. „Alright. Fair point. I guess I'm just worried about you,“ he mumbled quietly.

„You? Worried about me?“

„Shut the fuck up.“

His words cut them deeper then the wound, flinching before they could stop it. They silently climbed out the bed to move up to their own. He called after them, grabbing them by their sleeve to hold them in place.

„What's wrong now? I wasn't being serious!“

Sakari glared at him through the corner of their eye. He groaned.

„I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know you were sensitive.“

He caught a glimpse of their teary eyes as they shook their head. They pulled themselves out his grasp, entering the small bathroom off to the side. He stood in place, baffled by what happened. Reluctantly he jumped back onto the bed, crossing his arms. The shower turned on, steaming water filling the empty silence for the rest of the night.

[5-falsehoods-phonated]

012: “I can’t stop thinking about you.” Intrulogical? - theo-lord-of-love-and-rage ( bc I can't ask from side blogs and that makes me a sad panda )

Blush For Lunch

Summary: Logan finds a new diner that he decides to become a regular at, not necessarily just because the food is good

Warnings: food mention

Ships: Remus x Logan, Intrulogical

WC: 1,420

A chaotic man with an immaculately cared for mustache was the first thought in Logan's head as he watched the waiter waltz between and around the tables of the cramped diner. Somehow keeping two trays balanced on each hand and a third on the left shoulder while he stood on his tiptoes and twirled around a stray bag, hair flopping messily into his eyes as he did so. He was mesmerizing, as cliche as that might be and Logan blushed as he ducked his head back down, hoping no one caught his staring.

Burying his face in the menu instead he searched for something simple and quick to eat as he worked through the stack of papers he had brought to grade. Being a teacher was a rewarding pursuit but the endless stream of paperwork was definitely something he could stand to do without. His shoes shifted and squeaked on the clean floors, making him appreciate the diner even more considering how many floors his shoes had stuck to rather than slid on. The menu had a variety of simple yet delicious sounding choices as well that the smells wafting around only exaggerated. Hopefully this would be a nice place to lunch at more often.

"Are you ready to order?"

A nasally but pleasant voice brought him out of his thoughts, bringing him face to face with the whirlwind if a waiter. His dark green eyes gleamed in the low light and Logan found himself speechless for all the vocabulary he drilled into his students.

"I uh-eyes."

For all his previous praise of the floor Logan found himself swearing at it profusely at the nerve of it not opening up and swallowing him whole. His face heated up as the waiter blinked and then laughed outright, plucking the menu from his hands. "Coming right up!"

Before Logan could even begin to guess what was happening the other was off with a swish of his hips, leaving him to wonder what exactly was going to end up on his plate. Fiddling with his tie he glanced around nervously as his face began to cool, thanking the stars no one had noticed the exchange.

Within a few minutes a plate was set in front of him with two larger mounds of what looked like fried rice with cartoonish pupils and irises drawn on them in some kind of sauce. The waiter beamed at him as he looked up in question, gesturing to the dish.

"Meat stuffed fried rice balls with hot sauce eyes drawn on!" He tilted his head to the side and frowned in thought. "In hindsight it's more akin to putting googly eyes on testicles but it's close enough."

By the time Logan had managed to process the comment the waiter was gone, back to darting in between tables. Idly he poked at the food in front of him while laughing quietly at the strange mans antics. Actually tasting it however made him appreciate whoever it was even more, as the hot sauce made the dish burst with flavor. Watching from the corner of his eye while the other served patrons made him smile into his plate, ungraded papers completely forgotten. He'd definitely be coming back here.

---

"You're back."

Logan snapped his gaze up from his work to meet the waiter's gaze, eyes twinkling from lights or amusement he couldn't say. Blushing slightly and adjusting his glasses Logan nodded.

"So? What'll it be this time?" The man gestured to the menu and Logan refused to admit he loved the others black glittery nail polish even if it was chipping. Carefully avoiding his gaze he handed the menu over and cleared his throat.

"I was hoping...you'd pick again? Usually I despise surprises but it was quite pleasant yesterday."

The server grinned wide. "Not gonna give me something to go off this time?"

Logan faltered for a moment. That smile...

Grinning even wider he took the menu and twirled away. "Won't be mine but I'm good at improvision!"

Logan gaped as he realized he must have actually said that outloud, once again turning him into a stuttering mess that quickly buried itself back into the paperwork with renewed vigor. Don't think about him, don't think about him, don't think, don't think-

Groaning he shoved the papers away and dragged a slow hand under his glasses. He hadn't had a feeling like this since...he actually couldn't remember. Everything that random waiter did was just another point on the growing list of reasons Logan was beginning to deduce meant he had feelings for the other. Even though that was impossible since they had only met twice and the other was only serving him food since it was his job but he would much rather be given his number than whatever it was he was going to bring out. Would it be inappropriate to write his number on the receipt? Did people still do that?

Looking up as a plate was set in front of him he was met with a wink and another dazzling, if slightly manic, smile before he was left alone, his heart beating painfully against his chest as he once again tried and failed to contain a blush. He looked down to be met with a stereotypical smiling meal of eggs and bacon...with tomatoes cut like fangs placed under the bacon and the yokes poked and smeared with what appeared to be a dot of ketchup in each to represent the eyes. It was as ghastly as it was amusing and Logan was happy to find it was just as delicious as the meal previous.

----

The rest of the week passed in a blur of failed flirting on Logan's part and delicious meals on the servers. He caught himself thinking about his next lunch more often than not, wondering of the white streak in the others hair was dyed or hereditary, if he had more piercings besides his ears and the one he had seen in his eyebrow, how it was possible for jeans that tight to be comfortable.

Saturday brought a hint of nerves as he wasn't sure if the man he had grown infatuated with would even be working but his shoulders noticeably relaxed when he caught sight of his smile getting closer, already carrying a dish to his table. In just a week a tradition seemed to have started where Logan wasn't even handed a menu anymore, some sort of oddly decorated meal already ready when his allotted time for lunch came around.

"Wasn't sure you'd be here today but I'm glad you came."

"I- wait why- what?" Logan stuttered through his half question as the waiter disappeared around the tables without answering, leaving him gaping embarrassingly before snapping his mouth shut and turning towards his lunch. His brow furrowed as he realized it was alphabet soup with the letters arranged in suspiciously straight lines that upon closer inspection spelled out numbers with a question at the end.

Call me?

He spent an undetermined amount of time simply staring at the bowl, leaving a rather gross congealed mass in place of the previously steaming lunch. Taking out his phone slowly he typed out the number, panicking slightly as he thought of what to say before settling on his curiousity.

???: Why soup?

???: Why not nilf?

???: I don't know what that is.

???: I don't know your name so that's what I've been calling you.

???: My name is Logan but that doesn't answer my question.

???: I'll tell you when you're older Nerdy Wolverine. Or I could tell you over a proper dinner rather than a lunch rush meal? I get off at 7. Name's Remus btw.

Logan's mouth quirked at the nickname even as his face heated impossibly brighter at the dinner proposal. Feeling bold he texted back quickly.

Logan: I'll admit I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since I started coming here, so dinner sounds lovely.

Burying his face in his hands he did his best to contain the awkward embarrassment he felt. Why had he said that? He was going to come off creepy and weird and he was certain that wasnt how you secured a date and-

He peaked out from his fingers as his phone buzzed. Tentatively he opened the text.

Remus: Glad the feeling's mutual!

"Wanna meet up outside the restaurant tonight then?"

Logan looked up at the familiar face, eyes shining with mirth as he leaned forward. He offered a smile of his own and nodded.

"I'd like that."

This work is also available on AO3!

[nyappyforeverbr]

100 Questions&Answers: Miku MEMORIAL ARTIST BOOK

In addition to several photos AN CAFE Memorial Artist Book also brought an interview and a special questionnaire of 100 questions with each of the 5 members. Here is the translation of the 100 questions with Miku's 100 answers. Translate: Japanese>Portuguese by Hiyori Portuguese>English by Shiro 001 How many sushi can you eat? Around 25

002 Which sushi's ingredient do you like? Thread-sail Filefish (a type of fish)

003 If you have to eat something until you die, what it would be? Sushi

004 Which kind of lamen do you think has the strongest flavor? Tonchan no Tsukemen

005 What do you in like in a hot drink? Chai tea latte of Starbucks

006 Which mixture do you think most matches rice? Mentaiko (Pollock roe)

007 What flavor of chewing gum do you like? Mint

008 What flavor of candies do you like? That ones with flavor of energetic drinks

009 Soba or udon? Soba NOTE: Soba is a pasta made from buckwheat and udon is made from wheat only

010 Of your whole life, what was the most painful experience you've ever faced? (referring to physical damages) When I was in elementary school, I participated in the multi-sport gymnastics and had those gymnastics formation, I fell from above

011 One part of body that demonstrates more confidence? Eyes

012 What do you think about old times? Mice

013 If you had won 100.000 yen what you would make? (Around 900 dolars) I would put in saving

014 And about 100.000.000 yen? (Around 900.000 dolars) I would have fun with friends.

015 I know this is kind out of reality, but if you could have a wild animal, which would be? It would be a gorilla. They look like good companions.

016 To Cook, wash clothes, clean the house. Which one do you do better? Cook

017 If you were going for a walk with your girlfriend, where would you go? The night view is beautiful on the edge of the beach

018 Where would you spend your last days of life? (If you were an old man where would you want to live?) and why? In a countryside. I hate places with too much people

019 Is there anyone you consider to be the strongest person in the world? My mom.

020 An anime character, manga, etc. that you consider to be the strongest? Son Goku of Dragon Ball

021 If you could turn into some anime character or something like this, who would you choose? Toma Kamijo from Toaru Kagaku no Railgun

022 First CD you bought? Koigokoro of Nanase Aikawa

023 Your preferred winter song? You of Kumi Koda

024 Your preferred xmas song? None

025 Forgetting that you were part of a band, if you were about to start one, what would it take? And why? Guitar. I would also play some instrument and some girl (s) in the band

026 And what would be the name you would choose for the band? Dark into the dark

027 If you went to a desert island and could only take three things, what would it take? My puppy, water filter, instant noodles.

028 Do you know how to swim? Yes

029 Something you would never want to happen? To have contact with death

030 If you were a child, how would you like to be called? Seira-chan

031 Do you speak when sleeping? If yes, talk about something already happened to you. It seems I do this frequently. A lot of people already got irritated with this (lol)

032 If it was your last day of life, what would you do? I would enjoy a great meal

033 What was the longest time you could stay awake? 48 hours

034 If you could become someone important in history, who would you be? Toyotomi Hideyoshi

035 Do you use a lot of emoticon on LINE? Have you been using LINE lately? I use a lot of colorful letters

036 What's the biggest lie you've ever told? I never lied like this

037 Write the kanji that you think represents 2019 and why? 成 (turn into, become, get, grow, elapse, reach)

038 The most expensive thing you bought this year? A house

039 The most convenient thing you bought recently? A light epilator

040 A number from 0 to 9 that you like more than others? 3

041 Your longest finger without the middle finger, is it your index finger? Ring finger? Or are they both the same size? My index finger

042 The word you most speak? Dangerous

043 At what time do you think "I'm being bourgeois"? When I only eat things I like it

044 If you could have powers, which one would you choose? Power to shrink people

045 If there was a magic word that said things would happen, what would it be? I can

046 If you have to choose a follow up for the curry what would it be? Breaded pork

047 Some kind of punishment game you'd like to avoid? Ippatsugyagu (short joke games)

048 Do you like the time zone? Why? I like when it’s 10 o'clock in the morning. The sun in this part of the day gives a feeling of comfort

049 How much would you pay for a T-shirt? Up to 2,000 yen (Around 18 dollars)

050 Tell something you would say to you 10 years ago. Are you going to be prominent?

051 If it was 50 years ago, what would you be doing? Would have a grandson and an amusement park

052 How could you imagine yourself 10,000 years ago? It seems that I would not exist

053 What is the first impression you have of each member of An Cafe? Takuya a chihuahua; Kanon a penguin; Yuki the Usopp (one piece) and Teruki a fox

054 If underwear could have another name, what would you call it? Delicate

055 A live that you can not forget? The birthday live at Tiara Koto

056 During those 15 years which member has changed the most? Takuya

057 Do you prefer the traditional breakfast or bread? Traditional

058 A teacher you always remember? Teacher Takeno

059 The most fun song in a live? Seishun TRAIN

060 Where do you most like to do a live? Takadanobaba AREA

061 A thing you most buy at a convenience store? Black Coffee

062 If you were not an artist, which career would you choose? Artist Businessman

063 Which city goes through your head before a live? Nakasu

064 A stationery item that you like? High-tech mechanical pencil

065 An electronic device that you like? Electric shaver

066 A person you think is erotic? Yuki or Kanon

067 What do you think of the vocaloids? I did not understand the question

068 A TV show that you like? Ariyoshi Hanseikai (TV Show)

069 What's the first live you've been? Of Kagerou band

070 How many pairs of shoes do you have? I think about 20 pairs

071 What is your average time in the bath? 1 hour

072 A mobile app you liked right away? Google Maps

073 Do you use a computer for what purpose primarily? Work

074 What have you found funny lately? The strange faces actors make in essays

075 Who would you most like to meet? My grandfather

076 When you were a kid, who was your superhero? My dad

077 The flavor of Umaibo that you like? Salad flavor Note: Umaibō or "delicious stick" is a small corn cylindrical snack from Japan.

078 An entertaining artist that you like? UN-JASH Oshima

079 First time you did a makeup? When I was in middle school

080 Talk a little bit about your first live. I was very nervous and could not do the MC, so everyone laughed at me, except the members who were angry

081 Do you prefer night or day? Night

082 When you can't sleep what do you do? Drink

083 Not counting your part in the band, which musical instrument do you like? Guitar

084 The oldest memory you have? When I was a child they had just bought me a toy and I soon broke it and my father became very angry

085 What color do you like? White, black and pink

086 What is your favorite mascot? I don't have

087 Where do you usually buy your clothes? Paul Smith and TAKEO KIKUCHI

088 Are there any manga or magazines that you buy frequently? None in particular

089 How long you already waited for a person who did not show up? 1 hour

090 How many times can you do sit-ups? Around 300 times

091 At this exact moment how much you have in your wallet? 300 yen (around 3 dollars)

092 Which Cocoichi curry do you think is the most spicy and the topping? The standard curry with sausage topping Note: Cocoichi is a Japanese restaurant franchise specialized in curry

093 Subject at school that you was better? Mathematics

094 Subject at school that you was worst? Japanese and sociology

095 What do you do before each live? I go to the stage and ask for everything be fine

096 What is the essential item for a live? Hearing protection

097 Are there any objects that you can not throw away? A plush I won

098 What do you usually buy at McDonald's? French fries

099 What do you use at bedtime? When it's not cold just a underwear

100 Leave a message to Caffekos I'm so grateful that we found each other. You are the treasure of my life, I love you all.

[sheusedtobesassier]

Day 10,913

001. Glazed. Nothing crazy.

002. Gut reaction is an 8.

003. Hm, hm. Would like to see more of the American southwest.

004. This is not my forte.

005. Lol, maybe the pizza place one I didn’t know was a date.

006. Just creamer.

007. Um. Maybe the answer is 2019.

008. This month it’s been opening my door for Star.

009. Alia. She’s a legend.

010. A dozen times.

011. I will never recover from Albuquerque, NM.

012. Oof. Gut reaction. Life Itself. Elizabethtown. Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium.

013. The ants on a log snack. Letter People. Getting a turn at the Sand & Water Table.

014. Omfg the Out of the Box magical building comes to mind.

015. Steven Curtis Chapman’s Speechless (1999).

016. Who is your favorite? What do you need less of in your life? Can you please stop eating things that aren’t good for you?

017. New Mexico.

018. Outspread.

019. Hmmm, hmmm. Um. Shoot. Fine, I’ll look it up. Damn. Shutter (2004).

020. Like uh, less than ten times ever.

021. Shaving my head.

022. Paris, France.

023. “Boromir is dead.”

024. I mean actually it’s attempting to unpack almost entirely.

025. Oh wow. I’m surprised that my answer is NYC.

026. We are dwelling on Albuquerque tonight.

027. Mm. When it’s over?

028. The parts where you’re just calmly quietly participating in it. Like, the midst of it. Not planning or anticipating or whatever. Just the actually doing.

029. Abuse. Probably.

030. Um. It’s stressful to type it but maybe 2022 is the year I attempt to start writing a book?

031. Yes because I don’t let them freak me the fuck out.

032. Cheerios, Golden Grahams, Honey Smacks, Raisin Bran, Shredded Wheat, Special K.

033. Late.

034. Ugliness.

035. Ummmm. Ironing? I think?

036. Español.

037. Lol um Taylor probably.

038. Tara Lipinski. Hahahaha.

039. It’s uh. Hm. It’s probably A Series of Unfortunate Events.

040. I don’t want to think hard enough to answer.

041. The Killers. The Beatles. John Mayer. Rihanna. Harry Styles.

042. OMFG YOU’RE GONNA GET ME TO TYPE TARA LIPINSKI TWICE?

043. Skinny jeans. Eventually.

044. Generally they treat me like I’m an interesting, smart, special person.

045. New Year’s Eve and I’m not telling why.

046. When somebody brings me coffee. Driving while listening to the current playlist. Good tips. Connection. Currently a handful of episodes of Girls.

047. Hahaha. Um. The Bengals. Woop, woop.

048. Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021).

049. I’m like at the very end of just okay orange bottles of Real Raw.

050. You’re asking the wrong one.

051. I would still sleep tbh. Haha. I would not give it up.

052. Um. Uh. Oh, oh, oh, enthusiastically supporting the local drag scene.

053. One more time with feeling: Albuquerque, NM. Adobe. Wide open spaces. Cold floors. Lemon tree and an avocado tree in the yard.

054. I HATE EARLY MORNINGS. 

055. Lol. Whatever happens, happens.

056. Girls. How I Met Your Father. Euphoria. Wheel of Time. Hasanabi reacting to Master Chef. I intend to watch season eight of RuPaul’s Drag Race soon.

057. Ummmm. Baby panda.

058. Gut reaction is that I live a luxuryless life, but thinking about it a little harder I guess it’s that I hardly ever compare prices when shopping.

059. Neither, but if forced to choose skydiving.

060. Like uh, like 80% different.

061. This is a good question that require introspection I cannot attain right now.

062. Having fun.

063. Um uh maybe getting a lengthy massage.

064. Olesya Rulin.

065. This.

066. Piano playing.

067. Ummmmmm. Oh maybe the Robby Flaig note.

068. Um. There’s got to be several things but I can’t think of any.

069. Oh fuck. The Colsons’s house probably.

070. Honestly not very long. Maybe a week? Maybe.

071. I do not have one.

072. Space.

073. Uhhhh. The one in London even though that was in the midst of some definite right under the skin embarassment.

074. Mountain.

075. Trespassing?

076. Bruh I don’t take travel advice??

077. Lol my internal dialogue tells me it’s during “large group activities” haha.

078. Welp. Most of it has been not success.

079. Only in the worst context, my fluency in pop culture.

080. Maybe the crescent moon on my knuckle.

081. It might have been cool if I had stuck around for a degree from SAU.

082. Furbies????

083. Uh, I can’t answer because Rachel Shinabarger.

084. Topshop.

085. “Like at least she’s not trying to be that girl!!!!”

086. I wept both times I watched 48.

087. Shia LaBeouf, unfortunately.

088. Girls.

089. Maybe 20? Around 20.

090. I literally can’t tell you.

091. Ummmm. Omfg is it Devil’s Lake??

092. Yeah but not often.

093. Lol sure but I’m not the right kind of pretty.

094. 100.

095. No interest in cold weather. No thank fucking you.

096. Omg the Denver omelette at Sparks without cheese.

097. Probably but I don’t think so.

098. I uh. I definitely don’t think hard about it at all.

099. I mean maybe the answer is Etsy.

100. No.

101. Maybe that one on the unstable bridge in Montello.

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Coach Bag Serial Numbers Lookup

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This bag with the leather stamp inside but no creed is actually the same style of bag as the black bag above from New York City. This bag was made prior to the time when Coach adopted a creed, and prior to the time when they had serial numbers inside the bags, yet after the Coach metal tag from below, placing it late 1960's, early 1970's. How to Find the Serial Number Gucci serial numbers are found on many of the company’s products, including their handbags, wallets, and shoes. The placement depends on the product. For handbags, you should find the serial number on a square or a rectangular leather patch that’s sewn to the inside of the bag.

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The following numbers will always indicate a counterfeit Coach bag, especially any serial number starting with NT- or TN- : NT-4903 NT-4908 NT-4115 NT-4157 TN-9085 TN-9096 TN-9951 TN-4186 7H-7456 4C-9911 40-8624 In fact, ANY Coach bag with only two letters or one number and one letter to the left of the hyphen can be assumed to be fake, whether or not the number is in the above list ................. These are just SOME of the numbers found on counterfeit bags that were made In Korea: 501-02 701-02 101-22 101-147 and anything starting with 101-,102-, 201-, 202-, 301-, etc. but there are many more number combinations being used. Coach bags will never have serial numbers in these formats, and will NEVER say Made In Korea. Coach has never made bags in Korea. ............ Almost all numbers beginning with H4B- are fake, like these: H4B-0532 H4B-0516 H4B-0678 H4B-0517 except for H4B-8983 which should only be on a Scooter Bag and H4B-9948 on a Bucket Bag. ........... More fake numbers: M4N-4154 012-3445 308-9937 308-9875 - this one is VERY common J4D-4133 is fake unless it's on one of the classic Waverly Totes. Always check a bag's serial number and be sure the style number actually belongs to that bag. It still may be counterfeit, though, so don't use serial numbers as your only test. The counterfeiters also use many legitimate-looking serial numbers but on the wrong style bags or accessories, like -5659 which should only be on a Scribble Tote, -6094 which belongs only on a Signature Demi, -9956 from an all-leather Pelham Bag, and -1417 which should only be on an East-West Leather duffle. Accessories with style #5077 are fake, that number belongs to an Optic Bee Tote. Fake pebbled or nubuc leather Sonomas are showing up with incorrect numbers - Sonoma bags from the mid-90s should always have style numbers starting with 49xx except for about half a dozen exceptions. Many popular bags from 2006 and 2007 are now being faked and have serial numbers starting with 'M3U-'. These are all fake since a Coach with that year code would have been made in 2003. A correct serial or style number will never prove that a Coach is genuine, but an INCORRECT number will always prove that a bag is fake. Step1 Look at the pattern on the outside of the bag. Most Coach bags have a 'C' pattern. On a true Coach bag, this pattern will start in the middle and extend outward. Also, an authentic Coach bag will have the tip of the C touching the tip of the opposite C. Step2 Look at the seams. In a real Coach bag, the middle seam will go straight through the middle of the Cs, and the C's will extend to the sides of the bag. If the Cs are cut off on the sides, it is probably a fake bag. The stitching should also be very neat and well done, with no overlaps or dangling thread. Step3 Look at the logo carefully. One very obvious sign of some impostor bags is that instead of a 'CC' logo, it looks more like 'GG'. Step4 Check out the style of the handbag. Does it look like something Coach has released recently? Before you buy a Coach bag off the street, on eBay or at that swap meet, take a look around a high-end retailer to become familiar with the styles of real Coach bags. Step5 Open the bag and look inside. Is the Coach logo repeated on the lining? If so, repeat the previous steps for checking the logo and stiching. Look for a serial number because on the larger Coach bags, there should be a serial number stamped on a square patch of leather sewn into the lining. Step6 Examine the hardware. Coach uses only the best. Is the zipper of high quality? Coach bags have 'YKK' stamped on their zippers. Also check out the tag; if it says, 'Made in China,' it still might be a real Coach bag, but it is definitely a fake if it says, 'Made in Korea.'

Coach Bag Serial Numbers Lookup Online

Checking your Coach purse serial number is one of the best ways to check whether or not your purse is legitimate. One way you can do this is to get in touch with a qualified retailer of Coach products, and they will be able to give you guidance. Failing that, you can attempt to get in touch with Coach directly, and you can discuss the matter of your serial number there. If you don’t want to do this, then there are a couple of steps that can help you decide whether your purse is legitimate or not. Checking your coach purse serial number can be really easy. There are a few steps you can follow to ensure that your purse is actually legitimate. The first thing to do is look on the pattern outside of the purse. Most coach purses have a ‘c’ pattern. On a real coach purse, the pattern will start in the middle of the purse and extend outwards. Furthermore, a real coach purse will have the tip of the ‘c’ touching the tip of the ‘c’ that’s opposite. The second step is to look at the seams. On a real purse the middle seam will go straight through the center of the ‘c’. The purse is probably a fake if the ‘c’ is cut off on the sides of the seams. The next thing to do is to look at the logo carefully. Instead of a CC logo, many of the fake logos look more like a GG. Finally, open the bag and look within it. The Coach logo should be repeated on the lining, and should look high quality, as opposed to low. It’s quite simple!

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— how do you cut a "round cake on scientific principles"?

either way, the letter, titled "cutting a round cake on scientific principles," included diagrams showing that the best way to cut a cake. it is this: cut a slice straight through the middle of the cake. then, push the resulting halves together. bind them with a rubber band placed around the edges of the cake. [smithsonian]

     i was watching qi one day, and the host, sandi toksvig, challenges her episode guests, colin lane, sarah millican, moel fielding (+ alan davies) to cut "two pieces of exactly equal size […] that the cake is still moist for you to have some more tomorrow.” (youtube)

lane and davies cut the cake like this. millican and fielding like this. millican and fielding were the closest to the answer (youtube). the answer is cutting two straight parallel lines creating a slice, push the halves together. then, cut two parallel slices across, and pushed them together. bind them with a "common india-rubber band". now you have a cake cut "on scientific principles" (nature).

the scientific way of cutting cake was invented by a scientist named francis galton. he wrote a letter that was published in the journal nature on 20 december1906 (nature)

he asked himself a question: "given a round tea-cake of some 5 inches across, and two persons of moderate appetite to eat it, in what way should it be cut so as to leave a minimum of exposed surface to become dry?" (nature).

he felt the "ordinary method" of cutting a slice of cake to be "very faulty" and therefore, invented, with his "own amusement and satisfaction", a method that has the remaining portions fitting together and letting the cake last for three days (nature).

although, this method might not be as good as galton think it is. in a video, published by numberphile on youtube, titled "the scientific way to cut a cake", alex bellos pointed out that it is only effective if you expect a lot of leftovers (youtube).

references

"how do you cut a "round cake on scientific principles" - google search", google search.

galton, francis. "cutting a round cake on scientific principles (letters to the editor)". nature. (pdf) (published: 20.12.1906 | retrieved: 16.09.2019)

griggs, mary beth. "a scientist figured out the perfect way to cut a cake—in 1906 | smart news | smithsonian", smithsonian. (published: 24.06.2014 | retrieved: 16.09.2019)

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“ ⎈ ” - jay and Klaus >.

letters / prompt meme - 012. a letter from the past !

dear jay,

  “ this is really hard for me to write. i’m not actually sure how i’m going to write it because it’s just now sinking in and it’s really scary and all that, so here we go, i’m just gonna write what’s on my mind. essentially, the world is ending. i’m not totally devastated over it, because like, i already lost the love of my life and obviously ghosts exist so i’m not SUPER bummed, and i know there’s some weird in between place, maybe purgatory, that exists, so again, i’m not like totally freaking out about it. but it’s sad because i don’t really know if ghosts can talk to each other, if they are aware of each other’s presence, or if it’s just the living. i don’t know if they can travel or what they’re tied to or if they can travel between dimensions or any of that, and honestly, i don’t really care. 

  i don’t feel very inclined to ask because i mostly feel like i won’t particularly like the answer. i prefer to numb myself, to keep it off my mind, so i don’t feel a crushing need to answer every question before it’s too late. i’d rather just die and then figure it out when the world ends in a fire-y ball of doom. i’m only telling you this because i want you to know before the world ends. it’s ending in a solid seven days and i’ve only recently been made aware of this, due to my time travelling brother and all that. that logistics are kind of confusing, but i’m sure if you find vanya’s book it’ll become less confusing for you ( if you haven’t read it already ) . i’m mostly writing this letter just to let you know that it’ll be alright--even when the world ends, it’ll probably restart and all that. i swear i took a philosophy class when i tried college ( it didn’t go great, apparently i’m not that good at philosophy ) . anyway. best of luck, see you on the other side !

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15 ASSOCIATIONS  .      

repost and fill in the answers you most associate your character with to each question .

001 .   ANIMAL .     snake .  002 .   COLOR ( S ) .     shades of purple and red, black.  green, too  !   003 .   MONTH .      april. 

004 .   SONG .    anything by yung lean  :///   005 .   NUMBER .   13 . 006 .   DAY OR NIGHT .    night  ,   dusk  .  

007 .   PLANT .      (   burning   )   roses .    008 .   SMELL .     death and weed honestly hes basic :// oh my god .. definitely sweet, but not too much.   think black xs by paco rabanne.   definitely quite cinnamon scented once you smell a bit more of it.    cheap cigarettes,   that cheap ass vodka you know you’ve only got it ‘cause the person you asked to buy bought the wrong one and you can’t go and return it for another one because you’re under 21.  009 .   GEMSTONE .    amethyst  .   

010 .   SEASON .    winter . 011  .   PLACE  .    his bedroom.  a skating field in which there’s hints of red spray paint all over it, a suburban neighborhood with snow covering some of the grass     -    it’s night, and there’s some blue neon lights coming from the windows.   when it’s snowy outside and the trees have no leaves.   not exactly an actual place, and yet internet forums that look like they’re straight from late 90s to early 00s. black backgrounds, writings in a bold red style that, by the dripping letter effect    &.    all the bling bling shit u know its probably a blingee ://  012  .   FOOD  .       honestly if u ask his ass .. hes fuckin extra .. he’ll probs say human meat or some shit eh .. but marinated meat or fish he loves that shit .   big fan of colorful food too .   loves chocolate    &    red velvet cake  !     sushi, too.    apple pie.    blue ice cream.   anything w cinnamon.    both sweets   &    spicy food.    blue and black licorice candy.

013  .    ASTROLOGICAL SIGN  .      pisces .  014  .    ELEMENT  (  S  )  .      fire.  015  .    DRINK  .     cherry cola, anything with cinnamon   (   especially coffee w milk added .   )   ,       slurpees     (    purple or blue !      )    ,     water    ...    that ultimate fuck boy drink aka the purple drink w codeine :/// absinthe, too. definitely reminds me of him whenever i see that shit.

TAGGED BY  .    @divincdecay thank u so much b !! <333 TAGGING   .     legit anyone tbh 

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012

Hello readers.

This is a very special week for RAVENCROFT.CA. I’ve just done a major overhaul of the website’s layout, and I must say it’s looking fresher than ever. Now it’s likely that you’re reading this blog post on the actual website, instead of outsourcing to tumblr, although I will keep all the old blogs archived on the tumblr just the same.

Same thing goes for the new page of Hellcraft each Monday. Easier to access, but still archived all on the webtoons for the fans over there.

Plus, we had a special page go up this week! The Hellcraft family reunion. This is probably the page that I changed the most from its earlier incarnation. I don’t think one bit of dialogue remained the same, and in my own professional opinion, it’s been greatly improved.

I was never really happy with my first rendition of the reunion, it felt a bit hammy to me, none of the back-and-forth felt natural at all. Now I think it reads like a conversation two humans would actually have with each other. It’s strange to reflect on my early writing and see how much I’ve grown and improved in such a short time. I guess that’s what writing (semi) regularly does. At the same time, I know I’ll end up reflecting on this new-and-improved work and hating it eventually too. I can be very critical of my own work.

Aside from the writing, I am proud of my lettering on this page, especially panel two (the big one). Curving the balloons around the page is such a fascinating trick to me, the way that it creates a path for your eyes to follow across the page will never cease to be interesting. At the end of that panel you end up reading the page right-to-left and it never feels unnatural. At least to me it doesn’t. I certainly hope I attained the desired effect on all you readers.

Let’s take a moment here to talk about the dialogue in the last panel. Hank asks “why” and I think that was a critical addition to the story. It’s something I always had in my head but never put down onto the page in the original edition. And it’s something that’s crucial to the story. Why the hell is there an octopus monster running around killing people? Well now I’ve finally provided an answer, albeit a very small one. I hope to get more into that in future pages as well.

Now I have to mention the one piece on this page that I’m not happy with. After Daddy Hellcraft asks “Hank? Is that you?” I wanted to have Hank say something along the lines of “Yeah, it’s me.” but I’m really, really horrible at doing tails between word balloons, and I couldn’t work out a natural looking arc around the father’s dialogue, so I scrapped it, and changed the next line to try to compensate. Although I’ve been improving steadily, lettering is hard. Don’t under-appreciate professional comic letterers!

One final piece of news: Hellcraft’s artist Greg Woronchak has a new project up on Kickstarter and I’m sure he would be overjoyed if you checked out the page and watched his video, and over-overjoyed if you could spare some money to support his work. Here’s the link to that: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1413636382/bree-bubbles-comic-book-cleaning-up-crime-in-the-b?ref=email

- JPF

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      How to claim universal credit

Apply for Universal Credit

There are 4 steps to getting Universal Credit. You’ll need to:

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gather everything you’ll need to apply

set up an online account

use your account to start a claim

arrange an interview at the Jobcentre within 7 days of starting your claim

It’s worth checking you’ve been through all 4 steps - otherwise you might not get your Universal Credit payment.

If you live with your partner, you’ll usually need to apply together - called a ‘joint claim’.

If you have problems using the internet 

You can only claim Universal Credit online - there’s no paper form. If you aren’t confident using the internet, ask your local council about help getting online.

You might be able to apply by phone or in person instead of online.

You’ll need to tell the DWP why you can’t apply online, for example if you have problems reading or writing.

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Contact the Universal Credit helpline if you need to apply by phone or in person. Someone else can call for you.

Universal Credit helpline (full service)Telephone: 0800 328 5644 Textphone: 0800 328 1344 Telephone (Welsh language): 0800 012 1888 Monday to Friday, 8am to 6pm

Calls to these numbers are free. It’s best to call from the phone number you gave the DWP when you set up your Universal Credit account. You'll have a shorter wait and be put through to the same person who handled previous calls you've made.

The application can take up to 40 minutes on the phone.

If you don’t have internet access

You can use the internet free of charge at:

your local Jobcentre

your local council

your local library

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Applying at the right time

Usually it’s best to apply for Universal Credit as soon as you can. That way you’ll get your first payment sooner.

If you’ve lost your job, it can be worth waiting until you get your final payment from work. If you apply before then, your last payment will reduce your first Universal Credit payment.

It can still be better to apply for Universal Credit straight away if you’d have to wait a long time for your last payment or if you don’t expect to be paid very much. Contact your nearest Citizens Advice if you’re not sure when to apply.

1. Gather everything you’ll need to apply

Getting all your details together in advance will save you time and make it easier to apply. If you’re making a joint claim, your partner will need their details too.

One of the later steps is going to a Universal Credit interview. You’ll need to take the same details to that, so it’s worth keeping everything to hand.

You’ll need details of your:

National Insurance number

housing

income and savings

childcare situation

other benefits, if you get any

Your National Insurance number

You can find your National Insurance number on a payslip or letter from HM Revenue and Customs - call the National Insurance helpline if you can’t find it.

HM Revenue and Customs National Insurance Helpline for employees and individuals Tel: 0300 200 3500 (Monday to Friday from 8.00am to 5.00pm) Textphone: 0300 200 3519

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If you don’t have one, apply for a National Insurance number on GOV.UK.

Your housing situation

You’ll need to know:

your postcode

the type of accommodation you have - for example private rental, council tenancy or housing association tenancy

how much rent you pay

any service charges you pay

your landlord’s address and phone number

All these details should be on your rent agreement - if you don’t have one, ask your landlord for a copy or for a letter with details of your agreement.

If you own your home you’ll need to know:

your postcode

your monthly mortgage or home loan payments

any service charges you pay

Your income and savings

You’ll need details of:

your bank, building society, credit union or Post Office card account - if you don’t have one, you'll need to open an account or use the Payment Exception Service

how much you earn from work, such as recent payslips, or accounts or receipts if you’re self-employed

any income that’s not from work - for example from a pension or insurance plan

any savings and other capital you have - for example shares or property you don’t live in

Your family

You’ll need to know:

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how much you pay for childcare (if you want to claim for childcare costs)

child benefit reference numbers

You can find child benefit reference numbers on letters to you about child benefit. The reference numbers start with 'CHB' and are made up of 8 numbers and 2 letters - like this: ‘CHB12345678 AB’.

Phone the Child Benefit Office on 0300 200 3100 (textphone 0300 200 3103) if you need help.

Other benefits you’re getting

You’ll need details of any other benefits you’re getting, including how much you get.

You should also tell the DWP if you or your partner are getting any of the benefits Universal Credit is replacing. Otherwise you could get the wrong benefit payments and will have to pay them back to the DWP.

Once you start getting Universal Credit it’s worth checking that your other benefit payments have stopped. If they haven’t, tell the DWP to make sure you don’t get an overpayment.

Universal Credit helpline (full service)Telephone: 0800 328 5644 Textphone: 0800 328 1344 Telephone (Welsh language): 0800 012 1888 Monday to Friday, 8am to 6pm

Calls to these numbers are free. It’s best to call from the phone number you gave the DWP when you set up your Universal Credit account. You'll have a shorter wait and be put through to the same person who handled previous calls you've made.

If you or your partner are still getting Child Tax Credit or Working Tax Credit payments, you’ll need to tell HM Revenue and Customs rather than the DWP.

HM Revenue and Customs Tax Credits Payment Helpline Tel: 0345 302 1429 (Monday to Friday from 8.00am to 8.00pm; Saturday from 8.00am to 4.00pm)

2. Set up your online account

You’ll need to apply for Universal Credit online on GOV.UK. 

You’ll need an email address to apply. If you don’t have one, find out how to set up an email address on Which?

You don't have to apply in one go - you can save your progress and come back later. But it's worth finishing as soon as you can, as your claim can't start until you've finished the whole process. 

If you’re making a joint claim

You and your partner will need to set up separate accounts.

When you set up your account you’ll be asked if you live with your partner. If you say yes you can get a ‘linking code’. When your partner sets up their account they can type in this linking code to join their account to yours.

You’ll both be able to log in to your accounts separately.

3. Use your account to start your claim

This is separate from setting up your account. It’s worth starting your claim as soon as you can, as it will mean you get your Universal Credit payment sooner.

Log in to your Universal Credit account using the details you got when you set the account up. If you can’t remember your details you can click on ‘Problems signing in?’ to ask the DWP to send them to your email address.

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Once you’ve logged in, you’ll see a ‘to do’ list. You’ll need to go through the list answering questions about your situation. If you’re making a joint claim you’ll see your partner’s to do list as well. They’ll have to log into their account to answer some of the questions.

Confirming your identity

One of the items on your to-do list says ‘Verify your identity online’. This takes you to a government system called ‘Verify’ to confirm your identity.

Verify can be difficult to complete. If you’re having problems, go back to your Universal Credit account and click on ‘I can’t do this online’. You can then skip this step and confirm your identity at the Jobcentre instead.

4. Arrange an interview at the Jobcentre

You’ll need to arrange an interview at your local Jobcentre within 7 days of applying online. If you don’t arrange the interview in time you might have to start your application for Universal Credit again.

You should be given a phone number to call to arrange your interview after you apply online. You’ll need your National Insurance number when you make the call.

If you aren't given a phone number, call the Universal Credit helpline to arrange your interview.

Universal Credit helpline (full service)Telephone: 0800 328 5644 Textphone: 0800 328 1344 Telephone (Welsh language): 0800 012 1888 Monday to Friday, 8am to 6pm

Calls to these numbers are free. It’s best to call from the phone number you gave the DWP when you set up your Universal Credit account. You'll have a shorter wait and be put through to the same person who handled previous calls you've made.

The person you speak to when you arrange your interview will tell you where your interview is and what documents to take with you.

After you’ve arranged the interview you’ll be able to find details about it in your online Universal Credit account.

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If you can’t go to a Jobcentre interview

You should still call if an interview will be difficult for you because you’re ill or disabled. You can ask the Jobcentre to change things to make it easier for you - this is called a ‘reasonable adjustment’. For example, you can ask for a British Sign Language interpreter, or for your interview to be at a place you can get to easily.

If the Jobcentre refuse to make changes for your illness or disability, check if they’ve failed to make a reasonable adjustment. If they have, remind the Jobcentre that this could be discrimination. You can consider taking action about discrimination if they still won’t do anything. 

Apply for Council Tax Reduction

Once you’ve applied for Universal Credit, check if you can get Council Tax Reduction. Most people who get Universal Credit can claim this too.

If you already get Council Tax Reduction, contact your council straight away to tell them you’ve applied for Universal Credit. Ask them to keep giving you Council Tax Reduction. Otherwise they might end your Council Tax Reduction when the DWP tell them you’re getting Universal Credit.

If your application is unsuccessful

The DWP will send you a letter if your application is unsuccessful. You can ask them to reconsider the decision if you think it’s wrong. If you’re struggling to get by, check what other help and financial support you could get.

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