#DOES IT BECOME MORE UNSTABLE AND LOOSE

[deanpinterester]

don't talk to me i'm too upset about my ikea kallax shelf being undeliverable

[arolesbianism]

Why must I only be capable of coming up with cool art ideas long past midnight

[bonny-kookoo]

I'm in love with Unstable! It's sooooo good. Can I make a request? Now that Jungkook is going through mating season, when it actually hits maybe he gets pretty protective of mc and he's just always encouraging her to nest, and he doesnt know why, neither does mc. So when they get in contact with Jin, it's him who just laughs and tells them it's just jungkooks intincts to show his future mate how good of a provider he is and how capable he is of taking care of pups. Love your writing Bonny! 🥰

-> Masterlist

It's.. odd seeing Jungkook not wearing his typical uniformed clothes. His typical black clothes he always seems to wear, it's become something you always knew him for. He always looks the same, always seems well put together, in control of himself.

Well, looked. Because these days, you've noticed a change in that.

His hair is a bit wild, and that's one of the first things that began to change. He's constantly running his hands through it, or he's napping more often than not, causing the black strands to occasionally stand up in disarray. Another thing is his choice of clothing- he's now dressed in layers, soft cotton sweaters and loose jackets or flannels, sweatpants instead of his usual cargo pants.

And today, as you enter the control center, there's something else that's now catching your attention.

There's multiple spots he seems to sleep on all around the control room- one near the windows where you usually sit and knit or nap, one close to the large server-towers, and another one near the main control station. And that's not.. odd, you can only assume that it's his instincts controlling his actions maybe, you've read somewhere that Bolku people do in fact build lairs for their partners to keep them safe. Not really because they wanna keep them comfortable or because they 'love' them- but more so to send a message out that this person is off limits and 'belongs' to them. It's more of an ego thing, if anything else, really.

But maybe, since Jungkook is partially human, something got mixed up? It must be horribly confusing to have two different instincts clashing together like that, considering the stark contrast between Human's social behavior, and the social norms of Bolku people.

"uh.. is it okay if I still sit here?" You point next to the.. nest-like structure where you usually spend time doing your little crocheting. Jungkook looks up at that, sitting in an unusual position on his chair, knee up to rest his cheek against just seconds ago. He nods.

"...yeah, lemme just-.." He mumbles, getting up to walk closer before he stops in front of it. It's clear that his initial plan was probably to put his stuff away and clean up the clothes and blankets and take down the fabric covering parts of the cold window. But he's now just staring at it, struggling to go through with it.

"I can just sit somewhere else, no worries-" You start, but he shakes his head.

"No, it's.. you can sit here." He says instead, before pointing at the middle of the pile of fabrics, where it's clearly flattened from his body resting there at some point. "There." He underlines again, nodding towards the nest.

You do so- his eyes focusing on the fact that you even go as far as to take your shoes off before you settle in the pile of stuff, fitting well in the middle of it all, with good amount of space to spare. The way you lean against the blanket covering the window makes him act again- moving to get another one to heighten one of the sides so that you wouldn't have to rest your body against the rather cold window.

Only after he's done, still crouching down in front of you, does he seemingly realize what he's doing.

The way his yellow hued eyes slowly change into pink makes you realize that you were probably thinking right- that he's most likely confused by his instincts clashing together.

And only a few hours later, when you act like you're asleep, do you hear that that's genuinely a problem of his, as he talks to Seokjin over a livestream at his control panel.

"I don't know!" Jungkook hisses agitated. "I want her- like, the moment she was in that pile of junk, it was like my entire body was suddenly lighter. And now that she sleeps in it-" He sighs loudly, and you can hear the chair creaking as he moves around in it.

"You're nesting dear! Oh that's so sweet to hear-" An elderly, female voice is heard, before you can hear Seokjin again.

"Mom please, you're embarrassing him!" He laughs, while you can hear a faint growl from Jungkook.

"What? It's nothing to be ashamed of, humans like being cared for!" The woman apparently being Seokjin's mother argues softly. "Jinnie told me you have found a sweet mate- you make sure she stays happy and healthy, yes?" She asks, while Seokjin whines.

"I never said she was a mate!" Jin defends himself. "Though it's clear he likes her-"

"Since when does that mean I think of her as a mate?!" Jungkook bites back, and at that, you feel a bit disheartened. It's not like you want to be seen as something like that- okay, maybe you want to. Or not? You're confused yourself about what you really feel about him.

"Jungkook, you gotta stop denying yourself things." Jin's voice says, defeated. "She clearly likes you, you clearly like her. Stop making it so complicated!" He whines.

"I'm not making it complicated, I just-" He sighs to himself. "-god, I'm not.. Even if I was to accept it all right now, she doesn't see me that way." He tries to explain. "She's not interested in me like that. Which is understandable- considering that I might-"

"Jungkook, dear, I did not raise you like that, did I?" The woman speaks again, and he sighs. "I raised you to be a good person." She says.

"...yes, but I might-" He starts, but she cuts him off again.

"You will not." She denies. "Even if there was no human blood in your veins, your heart is too warm to ever belong to a Bolku. You're not cold-blooded. You're warm, Jungkook." She tries, and there's a good moment of silence before Jin speaks again.

"Jungkook, she'll tell you when you're being an asshole. Don't you trust her?" He wonders, and after a moment, there's a quiet answer.

"I do." He says, and you fight hard to keep playing the role of the sleeping unaware one in the room. "I do trust her."

"Then trust her in that too. You're way too scared of yourself. You'll both be fine." He laughs, before his mother in the background seems to ask him something. "Ah, I gotta go, you go make some comfy nests for your princess!" He laughs, especially when Jungkook groans, before a sound is heart signalling the call's end.

You're not sure what to think now- especially when you can sense Jungkook crouching down in front of you, his hand adjusting something you're sleeping on, before he moves his jacket to lay over your back instead of hanging from the coat hook nearby.

Maybe, he really should trust you.

Maybe it's time for a change.

[axeoverblade]

Four words. Lazy makeouts with Hobie. 👏

Addiction

Hobie x gn! Reader

Sypnosis! You really had to go, but like a moth to a flame you were drawn to Hobie.

MASTERLIST

Genre: Highly suggestive

Warnings: MATURE!

Word Count: .6k

Authors Comment: Ever blushed at your own writing? Yea that was me the whole time. Small blurb. Hopefully this is what you wanted, enjoy!

Do not copy! All rights reserved to ©axeoverblade

You couldn’t remember when Hobie became your addiction.

You couldn’t decipher when the feeling of his lips leaving yours became painfully disappointing, swearing it was the same way addicts felt when the intoxication wore off. It doesn’t help when the drugs fiends for you as much as you crave them.

As much as Hobie hated consistency, he sure as hell loved you.

It’s worse amidst the high when all sense of sobriety and sensibility is thrown out the window, losing all accountability and thoughts became actions. When “we shouldn’t be doing this” becomes an afterthought.

Even if you wanted to move, you don’t think you would be able to. Sat atop Hobie’s lap you breathed heavily through your nose, trying to ground yourself. Hobie’s hands caged you in, wrapping loosely yet firm around the small of your waist. You couldn’t even remember how you got here this time, thoughts too fogged by his tongue sloppily shoved down your throat.

You knew this was wrong. You knew how much trouble you would get in if you two got caught again. Which was sure to happen, almost a guarantee at this point.

But if this was so wrong, why did it feel so good?

Something about the way he moaned breathily into the kiss, taking a hand off your waist to find its way upon your throat. His calloused thumb rubbed circles against your neck, making your already unstable breathing ten times more difficult. Grinding against each other, your hips rocked in sync to give each other the most relief with the little amount of time you had. His bulge was prominent, only adding more friction for you to rub against.

Miguel had called you into his headquarters a long time ago, and you knew today he was more irritated than usual. Miguel told you to get Hobie on your way over and bring him with you because he had a mission for you two.

It really was your plan to go as soon as he called you in.

But when Hobie grabbed you and pulled you into one of the hidden corners of the society that he had made into a hang out for a quick kiss, you knew your plans would be thrown out the window.

You tried to tell Hobie how mad Miguel was, how you two should hurry.

But like an addiction does best, it draws you in close with no hope of letting you out.

With how long you two had been unresponsive to Miguel's frequent calls on your watch, it was only a matter of time before he would send someone to get you, or worse, come himself.

But the ecstasy of it all was too much to stop, the euphoric state trapping you like a snare.

A string of saliva connected your lips to his as you pulled away. It was against your conscience to stop, but the will to breathe was stronger than your mental cravings. The look in Hobie’s eyes hung low, intoxicated by the remnant feeling of you.

You knew if you didn’t stop now there was no way of returning.

He was your drug. Yours and yours alone.

Hobie stared at you hungrily, gazing at your out of breath figure. You told him for the umpteenth time you two really had to go or Miguel would come find the both of you.

But every time he would reply with the same answer.

“Let em’ ”

©axeoverblade

[osarina]

I CAME SCREAMING AND RUNNING WHEN I HEARD YANDERE DAZAI OMLL HOW DO YOU PERSONALLY SEE YAN!DAZAI??? cause theres so many ways to characterize him if he becomes Yandere especially if you compare and contrast his PM and ADA self

... here we go. yanzai my beloved - i dont think u guys understand how insane i am over him. anyway, i'm not making this one as long as i planned to because (surprise) i've planned out a two-part fic for this that i want to write when i'm done with civilian!dazai, and i dont want to spoil it. hehe.

but. in general, i think even non-yanzai would be veryyyyy possessive over his lover. yanzai is on an entirely different level though - and even WITHIN yanzai, i think pm yanzai and ada yanzai are entirely different monsters and i mean that so literally. but first, in general, possessive, very manipulative. yanzai has likely found his reason to live in his lover and he's NAWT about to let that go.

yanzai in general would tend to lead toward manipulation through guilt and isolation, i think. i don’t think any version of yanzai would ever get violent with his partner and i stay heavy on that belief. he’s got more of a tendency to treat you like you’re something fragile that could break at any given moment.

also i'm going to split pmzai into two - canon pmzai (ages 15-18) and then pmzai in an au where he never left the pm. so the order i'm gonna talk about is canon pmzai, canon adazai (as a direct follow up to canon pmzai), and then im gonna talk about pmzai au where he never left the pm.

for the purposes of this, assume that reader joined the pm when they were young

canon pmzai

so first i want to talk about how it probably starts, because i could sooooo very much see this starting while he & his lover are young. since this is canon, i imagine they meet at around 15/16 like i have dazai & pmreader meeting. dazai's clearly a lot more unstable during his early pm years and i think his obsession with his lover could start with something really minimal tbh. maybe they shoot an offhand compliment to him, or stop to pick something up that he dropped, and dazai is just so alone & isolated by mori atp that he just completely fixates on this person because they’re the first one to ever say/do something kind for him, as small as it may have been.

i think it would even start out harmless, spends a lot of time thinking about you, daydreaming. maybe he even steps in on missions for you - which he notably doesn't do for anyone because he doesn't want to do more work than he has to. but something would happen that eventually triggers the shift from harmless to a veryyyy dangerous obsession. maybe you got critically wounded on a mission, or maybe you start spending time with other people—whatever it is, it just flips a switch in him because he realizes that he is not about to loose you and he doesn't care what he has to do to make sure of it.

on this topic ^^ maybe this is a hot take, but i think canon pm yanzai would be entirely more dependent on his lover compared to adazai. adazai is still dependent, but not to the extent pmzai is. i know people hc him as hyper independent, which i also mostly hc for him, but i think if he's found someone that he's attached himself to like this, he’s young enough that he'll quickly become codependent on them, and that obviously scares him which makes him even more intense with his yan tendencies.

that being said, i still think that he would be careful to not alert you to any shift of his mentality. he'd be very hyperaware of keeping a good image in your eyes, so everything he does do is going to be behind the scenes. he'd probably work a lot with isolation and trying to make you as dependent on him as he is on you—justifies it by telling himself that it's not fair that he can't live without you but you can live without him LOL, won't be satisfied until he's inclined enough to believe that if he was gone you would be ruined without him (which comes into play when he leaves the mafia). he also makes sure that the missions you go on - if he even has you going on any - are all easy AND he makes sure he's overseeing them. probably phrases it as just a shift in command, assuming you were someone else's subordinate first, and you don't really have any reason to think anything of it.

i think he'd keep a really tight hold on his image up until the events of dark era, that whole ... week ? i assume its about a week, of everything going down with ango and oda just tosses him into a mental spiral and he'd probably let the mask slip a few times in front of you. i still don’t think it’s enough for you to really question anything—not until he leaves, that is.

now moving on to adazai - but first, the underground years:

we're gonna assume that you stay with the pm when he leaves. i think he'd spend a lot of his underground years honestly just keeping an eye on you from a distance. i think he'd be like very back and forth with how he feels, like a part of him is soooo satisfied that you're so broken about him leaving but then the other part of him has him wanting rip out his own throat for being the reason for your distress. he'd be rlly hyperaware of you "moving on" from him. his go to would be driving people away from you, like it was while he was with the pm but it's a lot harder now that he has to be a "ghost" so to speak, so i think he would target you yourself more often. and it would be little things, like whenever he sees you start talking to someone new, he'd leave little things around your apartment to remind you of him. maybe pictures you'd taken together, or small trinkets, anything to make you remember him and trigger you back into that spiral of missing him. BUT that being said, i think he would be very careful to ensure that you don't realize it's him leaving these things around, so he'd go through your apartment and look for stuff and would lay it out carefully to make you think that you just happened to leave it out.

i think over the course of his underground years, you start to realize that whatever you had with dazai was not healthy and how he acted with you was not healthy, and dazai does take note of this in his 💀 long hours observing you, which is why he’s so careful to keep up his new mask with you when he inevitably meets you again (read below).

OK now adazai

adazai is interesting. i went back and forth with this a lot, but i think adazai would really utilize his new job & demeanor as a tool to make you come back to him/fall for him again, especially if you’d started to put things together during the years he was gone. he frames his leaving it as how it was just something he had to do, look how much better he is now, he’s healed & hes good now, and he didn’t know what else to do because he knew his mental state wasn’t healthy back in the mafia. <- i think this would be important specifically because you would take note of how he acknowledges how incredibly possessive and weird he was with you, and in your mind, someone who acts like that probably wouldn’t see anything wrong with it, so the fact that he acknowledges it would be a green flag in your mind because maybe he has grown.

he also would probably hit you with a few guilt trips like he didn’t even know he meant enough to you to make you care about whether or not he was there. he’d be veryyyyyy sweet and honeyed with his apologies and pleas for forgiveness, and he’d be patient too. if you weren’t open to listening to him the first time you run into him, he’d orchestrate several other “run ins” over the next few weeks, whittle down your guard until he can finally claw his way back into your skin.

once that whole first stage of “winning you back” is over, dazai would quickly return to old habits although, however careful he was while in the pm to keep a good image in your eyes, he’s 100000x more careful now. because now it’s beyond just not letting you see the “demon prodigy”, he’s been advertising himself to you as a good, changed man and he has every intention of maintaining that image in your eyes. so yeah, he might be using access to cctv cameras to stalk your every move and yes, he’s slowly but surely driving everyone away from you, but in your eyes, he’s a detective who spends the saving people and that should never waver in anyway.

i think one notable difference is that adazai’s first big goal is going to be to drag you from the mafia, so while he is isolating you from people in the pm, i think he wouldn’t be so quick to isolate you from the members of the agency. in fact he would even encourage it to an extent - as long as they know their place 💀 - until he gets you to leave the pm, that is, then he might start to isolate you altogether again.

adazai likes to fashion himself as a bit of a savior to you i think. he saw how you spiraled without him, and came back to you, promising to never leave you again, apologizing for ever having have. gets in your head by making comments about how he didn’t even know you rlly cared about him like that.

^^ he’ll drag u from the dark shadow of the port mafia and tuck you right into his own shadow instead. and yeah, it might be just as dark, but at least he’ll be there to to make sure some light is peeking through cell bars of his “love”.

nowwww pmzai who never left the mafia.

i think i’ll keep this one short because imo i feel like this would just be canon pmzai without bothering to keep the whole front up in front of you. he doesn’t really care to hide his obsession over you - what are you going to do about it? run? he’s not going to let you do that, and he knows you don’t want to do that anyway. this pmzai is even more unstable than canon pmzai - i imagine he still lost oda, but then failed to even fulfill his last request by leaving the mafia and going to the light, so instead he focuses all of his energy onto the one person he has left: you.

forget missions. you’ll be lucky if he ever lets you leave the pm hq again. people die for looking at you the wrong way - whether it be pity, concern, or “envy” (because dazai is paranoid and thinks everyone is trying to stealing what’s his). sometimes you make comments about it to him, wanting to go on missions & talk to people again, and it triggers breakdowns in dazai that you can never tell if they’re real or fake - panic attacks over losing you like odasaku, begging you not to leave him too, etc. you don’t know if these are real, but he’s got you so tight around his finger already that the off chance that these aren’t manufactured to guilt you into dropping the subject is enough to make you give in.

[rottenpumpkin13]

Zack gets AGSZC to play DND. What happens? Do they miraculously finish the campaign or does it go down in flames?

The DnD Game That Ended In Flames

Zack: Picture this—you’re all sent to survey a rundown reactor in the sleepy village of Nibelheim, and—

*Sephiroth raises his hand*

Zack: Yes, Sephiroth.

Sephiroth: Why would Shinra send three SOLDIERs and one infantryman to survey a rundown reactor?

Zack: …Uh… I don’t know. And you’re not SOLDIERs. You’re a fighter, Genesis is a wizard, Angeal is a Paladin, and Cloud is a Rogue.

Cloud: What are you supposed to be?

Zack: I’m the Dungeon Master. Anyway, so you have to hike up the mountain to—

Cloud: People have been known to go missing and die when they trek up Mt. Nibel. I wouldn't really recommend it.

Zack, ignoring him: As you begin your trek, you encounter a fork in the path. One trail looks—

*Sephiroth raises his hand*

Zack: What is it, Seph?

Sephiroth: Cloud doesn't recommend it.

Zack:

Sephiroth:

Zack, ignoring him: As you begin your trek, you encounter a fork in the path. One trail looks—

Sephiroth: What if we die—

Zack: PEOPLE DIE, SEPHIROTH.

Sephiroth:

Zack: One path leads through a dark forest while the other is a bit more dangerous, but climbs steeply up the mountain. What do you do?

Angeal: Obviously the path that climbs up the mountain.

*Everyone agrees*

Zack: Alright. As you climb up, the trail becomes treacherous! Rocks start to loosen beneath your feet—

Cloud: I told you so.

Zack: I'm going to yell at you and you won't like it.

Sephiroth: May I use my perception to scout ahead for dangerous spots?

Zack, rolling the dice: You spot a loose section of the trail and warn the others. But the path is still unstable!

Genesis: I cast a spell to help stabilize the rocks. You'll see, I'll save us all with my talent and sheer skill.

*Zack rolls the dice*

Zack: The spell causes the unstable rocks cause a landslide. You’re hit by a falling boulder.

Genesis: WHAT?

Angeal: How bad is it?

Zack, rolling the dice: The boulder hits Angeal with a fatal blow. He is now dead.

Angeal: HOW?

Sephiroth: Genesis killed him.

Zack: Yeahh…your path to the reactor just got a lot harder. You continue up the mountain, saddened after Angeal's death. Then you spot a Nibel dragon perched on the rocks. Its hungry eyes gleam as it notices you! Cloud, you’re up first!

Cloud: I’ll use my sneak attack and aim for the dragon’s weak spot.

Zack, rolling the dice: You deal significant damage. Sephiroth, your turn.

Sephiroth: I cast a fireball at the dragon.

Zack, rolling the dice: The fireball engulfs the dragon, hurting it. Genesis, you’re up.

Genesis: I taunt the dragon.

Angeal: HA! Like that'll help. Looks like you'll be joining me in death.

Zack, rolling the dice: The dragon is enraged and charges at you. Angeal, you die.

Angeal: I'M ALREADY DEAD.

Zack: Oops, sorry about that! *Zack rolls the dice* Genesis, the dragon is defeated and you live!

Genesis: Success.

Angeal: AKSJDGSJSKS

Zack: You finally reach the reactor. It looms before you, its structure old and decrepit—

Sephiroth: It’s typical of Shinra. Their greed causes them to neglect everything hidden from the public eye. What the public can't see, they do not care about.

Zack: A-ha! See? See why you need to survey the reactor? How do you proceed?

Sephiroth: We leave immediately and do not engage with the danger.

Zack:

Sephiroth:

Zack, ignoring him: You advance inside and notice something strange. On one of the doors near the core of the reactor, you see a name engraved: Jenova. Sephiroth's mother’s name!

Genesis: The plot thickens.

Sephiroth: What is this? Why would her name be here?

Cloud: What happens if we investigate the surrounding area?

Zack: The room is filled with strange machinery and pods containing…creatures. What do you do?

Sephiroth: I investigate the machinery and the pods. I need answers now.

Cloud: I’ll keep watch for any signs of danger.

Genesis: I'll sit quietly and eat an apple.

Zack: Angeal, what will you do?

Angeal:

Zack: Oh yeah, you're dead.

Zack: Anyway, as you investigate the pods, you discover grotesque, half-formed creatures floating in the mako. Suddenly Sephiroth finds a data log that reveals the horrifying truth: Jenova is not his mother, but an alien entity.

Sephiroth: I shall love her either way.

Genesis: That is the saddest thing I've ever heard you say.

Zack: Genesis, you have a choice here. You can either comfort Sephiroth in this moment of shock or make fun of him. What do you do?

Genesis: I choose to make fun of him.

Zack: Really? Damn.

Genesis: Well, well, Sephiroth. It appears mommy dearest is an alien. I can't say I'm surprised. After all, the apple does not fall far from the tree.

Zack, rolling the dice: This angers Sephiroth greatly. Genesis, you are now in mortal peril.

Genesis: WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION THAT BEFORE?

Sephiroth: I choose to murder Genesis.

Genesis: HUH?

Zack, rolling the dice: Yeah, you're dead man, sorry.

Cloud: This is why we don't make fun of people's mothers.

Genesis: She isn't even his mother! She's an alien!

Sephiroth: The more you insult my mother, the more I feel inclined to recreate our fictional game in real life.

Zack: The creatures in the pods start to twitch. It seems your discovery has triggered something. What do you do?

Cloud: We leave the reactor and head back to the inn.

Sephiroth: A sound choice. After all, it's only the two of us now.

Zack: You head back to the inn, but in the middle of the night, Sephiroth slips out and heads to the manor library, searching for answers.

*Sephiroth raises his hand*

Zack: Yes, Sephiroth?

Sephiroth: I’d never do that. I adhere strictly to protocol and my rank. I would not abandon my men.

Zack: You have no men. Only Cloud.

Sephiroth, turning to Cloud: He's insulting your masculinity.

Cloud: Not cool, man.

Zack: Hang on! You have the choice to either follow Sephiroth or stay put at the inn.

Cloud: He might need my help. I should follow him.

Zack: You go after Sephiroth at the manor. You reach the library door. But you feel as if once you go inside, you will never be the same again.

Cloud: Just let me go in.

Zack, rolling the dice: Angeal dies.

*Angeal flies at him, but Sephiroth holds him back*

Zack, unbothered: As you step inside, you see Sephiroth at a desk, reading over a thick book. He looks up as you approach, his eyes filled with a strange intensity, bags under his eyes spinning tales about his lack of sleep. He looks depressed, sullen, confused.

Genesis: That's just what you see when you open his office door on any regular day.

Zack: Sephiroth shows you the book, which contains detailed records of experiments involving Jenova. The more you read, the more you realize the horrifying truth about her origins and the experiments conducted by Shinra.

Sephiroth: This changes everything.

Zack: Sephiroth, you have a choice: you can either take out your anger on your surroundings in a fit of rage, or return to the inn with Cloud. What do you do?

Cloud: Well that's a fucking no-brainer. Clearly he comes back to the inn with me. Why would you even include that as an option?

Sephiroth: I choose to burn Nibelheim to the ground in a fit of rage.

Cloud: WHAT?

Sephiroth: Gaia needs to pay for the sins committed by her children.

Cloud: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

Zack: Sephiroth begins to channel his rage, summoning flames that spread quickly through the village! Nibelheim is engulfed in fire as villagers scream and flee!

Cloud: I have to stop him!

Sephiroth: You are too weak to save anyone.

Cloud: !?

Cloud: Zack, how do I stop the fire and save the people??

Zack: Hm, you can try.

*Zack rolls the dice*

Zack: In a shocking turn of events, the fire is contained and all but one person survives the fire.

Cloud: Who? Is it my mom?? Is it Tifa?? WHO DIED?

Zack: Angeal dies in the fire.

Angeal: I ALREADY FUCKING DIED YOU IDIOT

[yanxidarlings]

am struggling to find inspiration to write slytherin so here's some nightmare fuel instead 💀 also pls tell me it's not just me the yellow font is gone and i am in despair (gave zs green instead bcos he's pretty much a 🐍)

YANDERE! CORMAC MCLAGGEN VS YANDERE! ZACHARIAS SMITH

• on todays edition of shit no one asked for: the most cursed pair of yanderes. just imagine for a second being stuck with two yanderes, already a situation of itself, but two douchebag yanderes, now that's just comically unlucky.

• cormac and zacharias are pretty much at the bottom of the yandere foodchain — paired up against anyone else and no doubt the other yandere comes out on top, but what if we take other yanderes out of the equation? what if our dear darling / reader doesn't have to deal with groups of snakes and eagles? (cormacias smithlaggen)

• i feel like both cormac and zacharias's obsession would be someone who doesn't have many people around them. because fundamentally neither are smart nor talented enough to come up with an elaborate scheme to trap the darling, the only way to 'get' their darling would be to drag them into a draining and boundless friendship.

• despite being incredibly similar in the way they 'yandere', their biggest difference is how they treat the darling: to zacharias, his darling is the only person who matters in his life, whilst cormac is simply obsessed with the idea of them, whether it be for their looks, intelligence, reputation, they're the person he wants to spend his life with, whether they like it or not.

• whilst their motivations might be different, both are preoccupied with 'keeping' their darling, feelings and emotions be damned. sure, zacharias wants his darling to be happy, but without him? he wants to wipe the smile off their face whenever he see's them with anyone else. they can be miserable, unstable and depressed, he doesn't care and he'll deal with whatever mood swings they throw at him. the one thing he won't deal with is his darling being away from him.

• zacharias might be the 'sweeter' (i use this term loosely) of the two, but that by no means implies he'd be fine with sharing. zach can barely share his darling with themself, and has pretty much attached himself to their hip. he doesn't bother having other close friends or caring about other people, zacharias only needs you and you only need him.

• but what exactly is he going to do when cormac comes onto his darling? the gryffindor just inserts himself into their perfectly content life and acts like their boyfriend, and broke his nose the one time zacharias dared tell him to (looks down) get lost in the forbidden forest and get [redacted] by a centaur-

• cormac? he's worse, he objectifies his darling in every way possible. he might not see exactly see them as an object, but he has trouble taking any of their emotions seriously. you don't want to spend the night with him? sounds like a you problem, love </3. is he happy when they're happy? sure, but does he give a rats arse if they're uncomfortable? mclaggen doesn't even notice.

• despite his less than savoury traits, cormac isn't opposed to sharing, and might even prefer it, as long as he gets his daily darling time, does it really matter if there's another?

• he might even become more tolerable as a yandere sharing, maybe it's the competition being the darlings favourite becomes, or maybe it's just the 'good' influence from watching zacharias bend over backwards to make their darling happy, but he slowly starts to care.

• albeit, still in a himbo, macho way. pricked your finger? cormac happily marches to and from the hospital wing to bring his darling a bandaid. broke a bone? (because cormac didn't catch you in time after throwing you down the stairs) he won't let his dear lift a finger (literally, you tried to get up and he kept pushing you back down).

• one thing they can agree on is that the darling is not allowed any privacy or agency in this relationship, you don't want to kiss? too bad, pucker up love it's time for the 4pm make out session, cormac called first dibs today!. you want to study for the o.w.l's? suck it up, nerd, it's hogsmeade day, zacharias is taking you to the three broomsticks and cormac has a game later that you have to cheer at.

"oh come oon!" zacharias whined as his arm was once again pushed off by m/n, but he did not let up, and once again slung his arm around the others shoulders "how much exposure therapy do i need to put you through, mate" he dragged them along, walking towards the quidditch pitch that was slowly piling up with students, all eagerly waiting for the match to begin.

m/n let out a sigh of relief as zacharias finally removed his arm, instead gripping onto their forearm and guiding them up the stands "we have to get seats at the top, cormac bet me five galleons he could high five me on his broom — there's this new quill at scrivenshafts i'm dying to get"

the match felt like it was never going to end, the screaming of gryffindor and slytherin as each team got a hold of the quaffle was deafening, and his eyes were to stay glued to cormac the entire match, he couldn't gaze at any other player even for a second, especially potter, or else-

"potters got the snitch!"

the sound of lee jordans voice erupted the gryffindor side of the pitch into victorious roars of applause. they knew what came next, it always happened but maybe cormac would be too distracted by his victory to-

"how about a kiss for the star of the match" ah, cormac had already flown over to where they sat "i want my five galleons first!" zacharias pipped up, patting at mclaggens pockets "get off me smith — you can have it tomorrow, i just came here for my kiss" and with that, before m/n could say anything, cormac had grabbed ahold of either side of their face, pulling their lips to his.

• cormac and zacharias don't so much share as they do tolerate each others presence within the darlings life. the bright side is that together, they do stand a chance against another yandere, probably not an intelligent one like anthony goldstein, or a violent one like one of the theo's™, but if the darling were to have also caught to attention of someone like lorenzo berkshire, they probably wouldn't loose custody immediately.

[averyangrypossum]

Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce the

Flowerbroadcast AU!

Based on the two drawings I did of a fankid for the ship radiostatic.

The full-body one

And the one with both Vox and her

And now, I’m gonna tell you all about it and exactly who the fuck this little kid is.

Lotus is the daughter of Vox (as you can tell) and Alastor and is six years old. She was created shortly after Vox and Al broke up, oh yeah I should probably talk about their relationship status. Vox and Alastor, unlike in canon, weren’t only close friends but were dating at some point, mostly because Alastor wanted to manipulate Vox’s feelings to where he’d be more compilable but accidentally took it too far, and since Vox is a piss baby Alastor decided to entertain Vox for a while.

Was this relationship healthy?

NO!

Would Vox say these were the best years of his afterlife?

Yeah.

But anyways, in this au when Vox asks Alastor to “join his team” he was actually proposing and Alastor finally realized,

“Shit maybe this has gone out of hand” and breaks it off with Vox which leaves Vox heartbroken and with an incel breakdown. Now instead of trying to move the fuck on, he has our little darling Lotus, who he has trying to fill the hole that Alastor left.

So obviously having a child for that reason isn’t going to make you a good parent.

Lotus’ relationship with the Vees are as follows in the particular order.

1 Velvette: She does Lotus’s hair everyday and picks out outfits for her to post on her social media before Lotus immediately undos everything that Velvette does and just goes for pigtails and her nightgown. Velvette has wine aunt energy and is probably the only one of the Vees to know how to talk and get through to Lotus.

2 Valentino: Surprising I know, but Lotus doesn’t know what he does to his workers, she knows what he does for work but grew up with thinking that was just something normal since Valentino was never hush hush about his job around her much to Vox’s dismay. Valentino isn’t a big fan of children and doesn’t hang around her often, but sometimes he’ll draw along side her while bitching about a particular show she’s watching even though it’s literally made for kids.

3 Vox: Wow, how bad do you have to fuck up for a pimp who hardly spends time with her to be ranked higher than her own father?? Vox, despite making the conscious decision to have her, he isn’t around like at all. Hes a workaholic through and through, and mostly leaves her with nannies and Velvette. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t love her. Au contraire he loves her with all his heart and soul. Will give her anything except quality time. He uses her more of an accessory than a child.

Now how exactly Lotus was made is up to you.

A robotic creation Vox made? Sure!

Some voodoo magic shit? Yeah!

Some weird magic thing where she kinda just poofed into existence? Why not!

Mpreg? I mean, do what you wanna do ig?

Cuz it really doesn’t matter!

This whole au starts with Lotus running away from the Vee tower to explore hell since she's basically Rapunzel. She gets lost and terrorized by sinners until our deer Alastor rescues her. Seeing his chance to promote the hotel he takes her there where she is offered to stay there by Charlie when Lotus complains about how bad her dad is. She graciously accepts because shes only six but is going through her “My dad hates me and I hate him” era. Which I mean…I would get that impression too if I didn’t see my dad that much.

Wait my dad lives across the country…don't talk to me rn I’m busy dyeing my hair black and becoming emo 🖤

But anyways she stays there while Vox is loosing his fucking mind, and becoming more mentally unstable.

Meanwhile! She's having the time of her life with the hotel's residents and a new father figure who treats her well and pays attention to her! Alastor! Now Al doesn’t know she is his kid, but that doesn't stop him from being a better dad than Vox out of spite!

Anyways, thats all I have, for now! Stay tuned my friends~

[mytheoristavenue]

MHA Fumikage Tokoyami x Reader - Dangerous - II

Summary: After losing your quirk, you confide in Tokoyami that your situation does, in fact, bother you.

Warnings: Heavy angst, little fluff, reader has a specific quirk, vindictiveness

"My lark..." Tokoyami stared in awe at the glow of you. The length of your hair burned a brightly, even smoldering towards your roots. "Your hair..."

"My...hair...?" you repeated, dazed from the small make-out session. "W-What's wrong with it?" As you lifted your fingertips up towards it, expecting to feel straw like dead ends, your skin was bathed in warmth.

Your eyes blew wide, your hands running through the firey strands, laughing wildly with tears beginning to stream, down your face. Your quirk had suddenly reawakened, you didn't even know that was possible. "I-I have to find a mirror," you finally blurted, hopping up and darting back inside, making a beeline for the nearest restroom.

Reluctant to enter the female bathroom, and still bewildered by this whole situation, Tokoymai followed you, glancing around nervously to make sure not a soul watched him enter. He found you there, hunched over a sink, staring at yourself with amazement. He couldn't help but smile to himself as he witnessed your love for yourself be reignited, literally, as he stepped closer, drawing an arm around you.

"I've never seen you burn so brightly," he commented serenely, smiling down at you as you did the same to your reflection.

"Neither have I..." you confessed, making his heart sink a bit. "I always knew my emotions had some sort of influence on my quirk, that's why the color changes but I never knew I could do this..." Something awful was beginning to brew in Tokoyami's stomach, and try as he might, it was beginning to feel hard to be happy for you. "It doesn't matter, though," you suddenly chirped, tearing your gaze away from the mirror and beaming up at him- an innocent look that made what he was about to say all that more heart-wrenching. "I have my quirk back and I don't have to leave anymore, my family doesn't have to go into witness protection, I-"

"I don't think you should tell anyone about your quirk reawakening." He confessed sternly, immediately wincing away when your smile faltered into a look of betrayal.

"....W-What...?" You words tumbled over your lips and fell to the floor like bloody spit after having a tooth knocked loose. That was what this felt like, a punch to the face. "Y-You...want me to go?"

"No, of course, I don't," he protested, albeit rather weakly. "B-But maybe it'd be for the best..." He had more to say, but you weren't interested in listening.

"I thought you said you liked me..." you reminded, angry tears welling in your eyes as your roots faded to a furious red. "I thought you were supposed to be my boyfriend now or something?!"

"I-I do, and I am!" he stuttered, shrinking at the way his voice cracked and echoed against the tile walls. "I-I just think..."

"What do you think?!" You shouted, tears freely flowing down your cheeks now. You didn't even care to let him answer as you stormed past him, checking his shoulder on the way out. "Actually, better yet, save your fucking breath."

"(Y/N), wait!" he called, scrambling after you as you made a beeline for the elevator. "Please, let's talk about this!" He called, thankful that the party was in the next room and not there to witness the spectacle.

"I am going to talk about it!" you argued, stepping into the elevation, standing in front of the doors to give him a chance to apologize. "With Nezu. Now are you going to back me up or not?"

He gazed at you longingly, his own ruby eyes becoming glossy too as he ever so faintly shook his head, making your heart drop. "We should talk about this more. Your quirk is unstable and you could be a danger to others...to yourself."

With that word, his bed was made. Reaching up to your scalp, you tore out a tuft of hair before rolling it around him your hands, watching it come to life. "I'm sorry," you looked at him, hurt written all over your face.

"No, no don't," he pleaded, shaking his head with shoulders slumped, already accepting what you had planned. He'd seen it before, any other time you wanted someone to leave you alone. With a tear slipping down your cheek, you tossed the ball in his direction and it disappeared into his shirt, its little white eyes reappearing on his chest before swiftly shifting to the back of it. "Seriously, (Y/N)? You can't just possess my shirt and drag me away!" He argued, more irritated than anything. After all, the little ghost hadn't hurt him, and probably wasn't even capable of doing harm- it was you that did it.

Regardless of his protests, the back of his shirt lifted into the air as if there were a bird inside it, trying to escape. "Damnit, (Y/N), stop!" he cried as you stepped backward, letting the elevator doors slowly shut on the view of him stumbling back onto the ground.

"I'm sorry, Tokoyami..." you whispered to yourself, shedding a final tear before drying it up, sniffling. "But I'm staying at UA, whether you want me hear or not. I'll become a hero with or without you."

-----

By the time Tokoyami got his wits about him, you were already long gone, the connection of possession being severed by distance. As the tugging on his shirt began to fade, he understood you were too far for him to catch you, but instinct betrayed rational thought as he stood and pushed through the elevator doors as it came back down. Maybe if just ran really fast, he could catch up to you in time to talk some sense into you or to convince Nezu that this was a bad idea.

His boot tapped rapidly against the elevator floor as it lifted him up, anxiety boiling inside him like a kettle. "Fumi?" a staticky voice chirped as his quirk materialized form his chest.

"Not now," he responded sternly, not in the mood for any of Dark Shadow's nonesense at the moment.

"Why'd you tell her that?" The shadow persisted, refusing to be caged just yet. "You think (N/N)'ll hurt people?"

"I don't know," Tokoyami sighed, stare pointed at the ceiling as if it would will him higher any faster. "But it's my responsibility to ensure she doesn't."

"Why?" The question had caught him off guard, making his eyes snap wide and towards his friend for a moment before his resolve strengthened further.

'Because that's what you do you..." He paused as if he was unsure if even revealing the secret to a part of himself would spell disaster. "When you love someone."

"Awe, Fumi" Dark Shadow teased, nudging his beak against Tokoyami's shoulder. "You're such a romantic!"

"That's enough," the crow snapped, feathers puffed as a warning. "Go away, don't make me say it twice."

"You're no fun..." the thing whined as his form began to dissolve against his host's sternum.

After what felt like ages, the doors finally opened, and Tokoyami wasted no time darting into the hall and down the hall toward the principal's office. Four voices made him halt in his tracks, two male and two female.

"And you're sure this isn't some sort of malfunction?" A deep, tired voice asked skeptically.

"Not from what I can tell," The voice of an elderly woman responded. "Do you feel any different, sweeite?"

"No," a younger, energetic voice replied. "I feel better than ever! I feel great."

The raven's heart sank as it dawned upon him- he was too late. Forcing his steps forward, feeling as if the soles of his boots were hollow and filled with gravel, he listened in on the rest of the meeting. Rounding the corner, he could see the office now, and he could see you sitting in a chair across from the principal, your teacher, and the school nurse on either side.

"Well, if she can defend herself at least, there's no sense in sending her home," said the mouse, stirring a cup of tea. "I do agree her parents should still be moved, her being home may endanger them more. I think UA is the best place for her as of now."

"I agree," Recovery said, carrying on as if you weren't there. "I would be more comfortable conducting more tests on her, make sure she's really alright."

"My students work much better as a unit than they do separately." Aizawa chimed in, yawning to punctuate his sentence. "Taking one away who can fight for herself may impact the class as a whole. After what they've been through, what they need most is morale, taking one from the bunch won't do anything but lower that."

"It's decided then!" Nezu chirped raising his cup toward you. "I'm pleased to say that you will continue your training here at UA!" Releif washed over you and you let out a small laugh.

"T-Thank you, sir! You won't regret this!" You beamed, happy tears streaming down your cheeks.

"That isn't all, though," the headmaster said, cutting your celebration short. "As I'm sure you just heard, I am still going to have your family put into witness protection and for their safety and yours, you will not be allowed to know their whereabouts." Your blood ran cold at his order, but, understanding it was for the best, you nodded. "Furthermore, you'll be put through even more rigorous training and you'll be spending extensive stays with Recovery Girl until we understand why this happened. Is that a deal?"

"Y-Yes," you accepted, standing and bowing to them all. "Thank you all so much, I won't let you down!"

With that, the meeting was adjourned, and you were granted permission to leave. Turning to exit the hallway, you found Tokoyami at the end of the hall, frozen. You stomped over to him on your wave to the elevator, pointing an accusing finger in his face.

"You little snake!" you hissed in a whisper so the staff wouldn't hear you as they left the office and rounded the opposite corner together.

The crow was taken aback at the insult. He'd been called many things, but never a snake. Regardless, he softly took hold of your wrist in an attempt to pull you into him. "Dove, listen-"

"You have some fucking nerve, you know that?" you snapped, sure that the teachers were out of earshot. "You kiss me, say all this poetic mushy shit, call me dangerous, try to stop me from staying in the academy, follow me to my meeting with Nezo to what- talk him out of letting me stay? And then, you just call me 'Dove' and try to hug me? Are you fucking joking, Tokoyami!?"

"I-I-" he stuttered, hands raised defensively. "N-no, I-"

You couldn't conceal the sobs in your throat and you began to crumble in front of him, just for a moment. "You make me feel so loved and so hated all at the same time, you're just-" You pause, wiping tears away on your sleeve. "Just evil!"

'Evil', that word echoed in his head like a bass drum, shattering his self-worth, and yet through it all, you were still his dove. "D-Dove, I-"

"And you know what is so God damn funny about it all?" you suddenly asked, weeping as tears stained your cheeks. "I've never hurt anyone." You reminded him. "You've almost killed the people you love multiple times..."

He was hardly listening anymore, knowing all too well what you were about to say, instead focussing on the way your stance faltered and you leaned against the wall for support, the way your roots took on a deep purplish blue- a sign of your depressive state, and the way your tears glistened in the moonlight of the window against flushed cheks.

"Yet I'm the dangerous one...?"

[pines4thetwin]

When you mentioned fused stancest I literally could not stop thinking about how they would act if they couldn’t infuse for a while everyone’s reaction to how they function as one person. I would love to hear more of you take on it.

I have so many!! This ended up longer then i expected (Sorry if this isnt what you meant)

So I actually wanted to write something like this concept but the angst is like a parasite and it takes over everything

I think if they got stuck as a Fordley (thats what im calling the fusion) the reactions would go like this:

Mabel is squealing and thinks its so cool and definitely asks to ride on their shoulders. Shes having the time of her life (and even asks if she can try the fusion machine too.) Two grunkles for the price of one and all that but now they are one cooler taller Grunkle.

Dipper hates it. He constantly gets jumpscared. He'll go down to get water and Fordley is creeping around in the middle of the night to get snacks before slinking back down to the lab and dippers like cluching his chest and shaking and sweaty and he really just wants them unfuse already.

Stan would be upset cause why would ford even build something like this. And then he fucked up and now theyre stuck this way. But also he's secretly pleased with the fact that the intensity of his feelings for stan drove Ford to literally create a way for them to be one.

Ford is only too pleased because this is what he wanted. Now he's only thinking that they get to do all the things they love together just like they always said they would do as kids. They'll watch stans shows and do science stuff and he's pleasently surprised with how their minds blend together so well. Even if stan pretends he doesnt enjoy the explorations they go on Ford can feel that he does.

They still work on a way to fix the machine so they can get unfused but only cause stans still a bit pissed at not having a choice in the matter but Ford fully intends to convince him that being one is how they are supposed to be.

Wendy would be like wtf then rapidly compartmentalize and just nod and be like "this is my life now."

Soos looses his mind and fanboys so hard and writes all types of fusion fics and has tea with them to ask how it feels to make his fics as canon as possible. He will also au the hell outta Fordley.

They definitely become an urban legend cause some townie or tourists saw them slinking around in the woods "Seven foot tall, four eyed creature spotted in the woods of gravity falls. Hairless cousin of bigfoot??" And all of the photos are super blurry and you got some people saying it has four arms and debating if it eats humans or only family sized bags of toffee peanuts?

As for specifically with the angsty one i wrote

Ford refuses to let them find a way to fix it cause he doesnt see them being stuck as a problem

Stan is (rightfully) upset and refuses to engage with Ford. Ford eventally coaxes stan to hear him out and they slowly work through their issues cause really what else can they do when their literally stuck together. And then maybe stan realizes that being them isnt so bad and he begrudgingly respects fords audacity (and insanity) to make what he wanted a reality.

And when they do (mostly stan) finally accept the situation, they allow themself to truly start to think of themself as one and i think even the deformites of their unstable fusion would start to shift into a more stable form.

Mabel is lowkey scared of them because of what happened in the lab but she slowly warms up to Fordley. But its only after her grunkles stop fighting. (dont ask how you can fight when you share one body because they do it and they do it easily and she can tell)

Dipper is confused cause no one actually sat him down to fully explain what happened and he's working on context clues only. He's too scared to ask Fordley and anytime he asks mabel she just goes wide eyed and pale. And then one day everything is cool. Like Fordley is still there but he's happier and engaging with the nibs and mabel isnt scared of them anymore and dippers even more confused because nobody has clued him in????

Maybe i should just turn these into fics atp?

[feiandart]

"Do I make myself clear, Anthony?"' Aziraphale insists. [...] ''Yes,'' Anthony manages to formulate, not without a good deal of effort. The voice is dry, stretched, a barely perceptible breath that seems to satisfy Aziraphale enough to gradually make him loose both the grip on the jaw and the one in the hair, without ceasing to hold the artist in that pose that, minute by minute, is becoming more and more uncomfortable. Anthony finds himself anchored in Aziraphale's crystalline eyes, distant and detached, as if he were fallen over a precipice and the Lord was the rope that prevented him from crashing to the ground; like jumping into the void knowing he was not risking his life. Unstable and at the same time safe, despite that hint of anger in Aziraphale's gaze and the subtle disappointment, his being unreachable. Anthony finds himself drowning in a despair he does not know, his hands lifting in mid-air, slowly, his fingers trembling, his limbs inching closer to the Lord's waist without ever reaching for it, without daring to touch him, yet emotionally clinging to him with all his strength, as if the artist had no choice.

[ my sugar baby is a piece of art - chapter #16 - read here ]

[pain-indeed]

Every time people characterise Susie it's always some variation of either :

A cold hearted bitch who cannot be redeemed. She has always been a horrible person and won't change. She just wants power.

or

A pure angel who can do no wrong of her own, who regret her actions. She just wanted to see her father again and save the world.

So here's my offering ;

A sweet and innocent but spoiled child who looses everything stable and reliable in her life, from her loving father to her bright future in a rich company. Suddenly, she is trapped in a chaotic, unstable world, scared and lost. To survive, she becomes crual, independent and calculating, because everything in this world is.

She has gone from the second mentionned characterisation to the former.

But when she finnaly return, her world has changed, too. She's frustrated and spitefull against Haltman for not remebering her. She absolutly wants him to, at all cost. So she becomes the company's secretary, climbing the ladder in order to aproach him and make him understand. But to do that, she needs to do horrible stuff, like mechanize planets and stuff. But since she 's already abandoned her morals a long time ago, she has no problem doing it, as long as she gets what she wants.

Sometimes, she looks at herself in the mirror, at who she is now. She regrets her past and self life and will do anything to retrieve them. But she can't stop thinking about wether it's even possible in the first place. However, there's only one way forward at this point. So she stiffens up and prepare for the next invasion.

Eventually the Haltmans invade Popstar. There, Susie meets a knight like those she'd heard of in fairytales. Regardless, she won't accept someone standing in her way and endangering her plans. Also, taking him away could help her proove her loyalty and secure her position untill she can save her father, so she does. She doesn't care about his consent, his resistance, his life. Perhaps she even takes some pleasure in having control of something for once, in seeing someone beside her suffering. She scoffs as he helplessly resist because she thinks she's been trough worse. Right now, only one person matters to the secretary.

At the begginning, she does'nt mind Kirby. He's just some native, unworthy of her attention. That is, untill he raids the company and she, and her weapons are unable to end him. And eventually...

Haltman, her father, the man she's been relentlessly trying to bring back, her whole reason to live, dies.

Because of her poor timing.

In the adrenaline, she helps save the world an herself from destruction. But as the mechanisation wears of the planet of miracles, the realisation of what just happened hits her. She takes off this stupid planet wich took away her future. She hates that kid for killing her father, she hates the knight for not successfully killing the kid, she hates herself for failing. The tought of ending it all crosses her mind.

But she stiffens herself once more ; the only thing left of him, his company, awaits her. It's almost destroyed, but it can be saved. To preserve him trough his will to bring eternal prosperity. To avenge him, too. So she spends her blood, tears, and sweat to rebuild the Haltman company, far away from any star.

When the world is in danger, she decides to help the Star Allies put an end to this threat. Not out of kindness. But because she wants to observe them, learn their weaknesses, to eventually exact her revenge and assert her dominance on the entire galaxy.

Anyways, that was Susie's character as I see it. I see her as a bitch ass villain with a lot of sad things going on that made her like that. From my perspective it's possible for her to have a redemption arc later when she joins the Star Allies, maybe one day I'll post about that.

I absolutly love to talk about possible character interpretations, especially about how a character can be completly traumatised :)

Hope you enjoyed ���

[neverpathia]

WIP Ask: I wanna know about Nerves and Nightmares [of course I do, Paranoid my beloved]. Tell us as much as you can / want without spoiling too much :]

also I love the HC of Paranoid being the resident overworked mom of the Long Quiet, it's the same for my Paranoid

okay.

let me preface this by saying that I probably know as much about this WIP as the average audience member. and why is that? because I actually didn't think about properly plotting it out.

if anything, I was just like "okay I wanna write stp fanfiction for my AU". and then I went ahead and was like "I wanna write it in first person." and then at first I wanted to make cheated the main POV character (so we could've had like 'Rages and Razors' or something I don't even know man) but then I decided. nah. paranoid's better for plot and he's my wife now.

so here we are. what an awkward start to a relationship.

i've blabbed a little about it in the main post so I shall blab a little more about it here. it's cosy fantasy. daily going-ons. a little slice of life. taking care of work. living and learning and changing. dealing with the other voices' bullshit. they all live together in a cosy little village, and he's the resident healer apothecary guy, and there's thankfully no shortage of bullshit to deal with.

this is a story of adaptation and new beginnings. this is a story of tying up loose ends. this is a story of development; of discovery and rediscovery. this is a story of learning to relax, of accepting your flaws, of facing your fears.

above all, this is a story of healing and recovery.

so obviously I had to focus on paranoid because COME ON he's the perfect pick. he's inevitably going to have to interact with everyone because of his job. so we get to see at least one moment with every single voice. he's also kind of unstable by himself, but he's gonna get at least a little better.

there's a truckload of character development. does that count as a spoiler? he learns that the world isn't out to get him, not anymore. that he doesn't have to be so on-guard and mistrustful all the time. and to fucking stop overthinking that much oh my lordy lord.

hero features pretty prominently in this. oh golly gee, I wonder why. totally not like they become boyfriends or anything of the sort. they totally don't learn to acknowledge their flaws through each other. that they might be more similar than they realise. that they don't have to be alone in navigating the overwhelming reality and endless expectations- okay, yeah, that totally never happens. /j

cheated does also feature quite a bit in here though, because he's the star patient. not because he's so cooperative, but because he's paid way too many visits to the infirmary and paranoid is very done. they have a kinda hilarious friendship. like "fuck. you're here again." just ranting back and forth about "god everyone else is so dumb, thank god I'm the only normal person here." (neither of them are normal.)

so if you like either of the above then yeah. nice.

also just because this is cosy fantasy and no one dies or anything, doesn't mean this is all sunshine and rainbows and 100 percent cruelty-free. far from it. for starters, I have made broken and smitten best friends and if you know how that one platonic smitbroken ficlet went then you will have an idea of how bad it can get. that won't be the only toxic relationship, or even friendship, up in here.

of course not. nightmare's roaming around somewhere in a fic where the mc is we-all-know-who.

and then there's the individual issues of everyone, left alone to fester. it's not just about paranoid. there's hero's guilt and remorse. cheated's bitterness and resignation. but there's still paranoid's overwhelming workload and ever-increasing stress. the fact that he has to deal with the traumas of both himself and his patients.

it's not going to be nice.

and there is at least one attempted suicide. spoiler: I haven't mentioned the perpetrator in this post just yet. wonder who he could be...guess lol. consider that my first warning.

like, I love psychological angst. no death or murder or downright destruction. just people left in the throes of their own worst qualities. that's my fucking speciality.

but we cannot have recovery if there is nothing to be saved from.

and another thing to take heed of: there obviously isn't going to be a lot of smut, but I'm a male writer. there will be women. there will be feminine characters.

so most of the time I'll probably end up fixating on Paranoid's large eyes and billowing hair and delicate features and slender frame and stuff. why? because wife. but sometimes the narration will veer into...uh, say, describing how buxom the Thorn is. consider that my second warning.

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Twst theory time (and this is a very big what-if) but Lilia is the one who cursed Silver

Not saying this is anywhere close to what the actual story has in mind (or if I even end up close I will be legitimately blown away) 

(Warning- current chapter 7 spoilers, can change as more info comes out obviously)

But now that we’re getting a more accurate timeline of the history of the Human-Fae conflict in Briar Valley, I’m starting to wonder if maybe the ‘Knight of Dawn’ and Princess of the humans mentioned in (very loosely translated) chapter 7 part 4 are more directly related to Silver rather than distant- as in they are his parents, not his great-great-grandparents.

If Malleus’s mother was indeed murdered by the human forces of Briar Valley, which that seems to be at least where the reality of the situation is going, then I don’t see how someone as powerful as Maleficia would ever let anyone directly involved live.

That would include an innocent baby, should one exist.

The humans have killed the Princess of the Faes, they have seemingly torn down the Draconia lineage, but their child has done no wrong.

General Vanrouge has killed many in his time, but a baby?

Maleficia wants everyone dead, and so Lilia can make it seem like he did the dark deed…By sending the baby into an ageless sleep, where he will remain in stasis and in hiding until Lilia sees the time is right for him to awaken.

300 years pass. After 300 years, the late Princess’s egg finally hatches and the Draconia family line thankfully continues. Lilia dedicates himself to caring for the little prince as it is what his departed friends would’ve wanted.

Perhaps, there could be less bloodshed in their future. Current Lilia talks at length about how he wants humans and Fae to get along despite all that happened, he no longer wants war.

Maybe this human baby, a descendant of those humans who have so terribly wronged the Faes, could possibly act as a bridge between human and Fae relationships. Imagine, if Malleus and the human child were to become friends. It would change everything.

But Malleus is unstable and immature. He has his mother’s incredible temper, and he would be a danger to a human child as he is now. So Lilia waits, and Silver still sleeps.

Over 100 more years pass and Malleus is already itching to sneak out of the palace. There hasn’t been much conflict in years. It’s the perfect time to wake up the child.

So Lilia does, and the baby who has been sleeping for hundreds of years awakes as if nothing had happened.

He’s a baby, so he still sleeps a lot. That’s to be expected.

Except the sleepiness doesn’t stop, not even as the child grows up.

Lilia thinks he knows what’s wrong, but he doesn’t want to face it just yet. He takes Silver to multiple doctors, no one knows what’s wrong. They can’t detect anything, there’s no illness, nothing.

There’s seemingly no explanation as to why Silver is like this, so Lilia plays along with it.

But he knows.

Maybe he keeps it to himself, maybe he reveals everything to his old friend Baul who scolds him for hiding away the missing human prince the way he did, saying that there was no point in saving his life or bringing him back.

Silver was never going to live a normal life.

He has already lived longer than any normal human would, given the spell cast on him. That magic sleep he was in seeped into his being. The curse had been lifted, but a part of it still lingered there. He spent too long in magic sleep, and it will now forever try to drag him back into it, endlessly.

This is Lilia’s fault. He hadn’t meant to harm his son in this way, he had no idea what his powerful Fae magic would do to a feeble human baby’s body, and now his child is paying the price for his naïveté.

He trains Silver to be strong, resilient, and open-minded. His kindness is beyond Lilia’s teachings, and he is so proud to call Silver his son.

But he doesn’t have the heart to tell Silver what he did. He can’t tell Silver that he’ll never be cured, that this is something he will have to fight against with all of the strength he has in him. The darkness that tries to drag him into a deeper sleep is something he’s always been fighting against in his dreams during every sleep attack, it won't stop.

He can’t tell Silver that he was spared out of pity and a belief that he would be useful for proving Lilia’s ideology on possible Human-Fae friendship. He can’t tell him that he has drastically altered Silver’s life in a way that doesn’t deserve the praise Silver gives him. He gave Silver that ring knowing well that Silver’s parents were long gone and possibly killed at his hand in revenge.

He adores being Silver’s father, and it would break him to see Silver look at him with a terrified expression, knowing what he did.

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☆ The Star's Rebirth AU ☆

You can find the series HERE!!

NOTE: Given the time some of the stories within the AU were written and it is still fanfiction, there are some details here that differentiate from the manga. Remember, it's a fanfiction. Not always going to follow canon. But inspired by it. Otherwise, why wouldn't I be writing this? This is just an AU I enjoy writing for that I hope you enjoy reading, regardless of how you feel about canon. Even with that, I also do not seek my AU to be "better". It's just an AU.

Summary - A collection of stories that is the aftermath of the final battle against Kenjaku and Ryomen Sukuna. While most came out alive at best, Tengen was left in a state of needing a new vessel. As such, Yuji steps up to the plate and takes on the role. Now, as the vessel, Yuji and the others live on to the adjustment.

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Plot Details

Yuji Itadori

Here, he is the reincarnated twin brother to Sukuna. Kaori was pregnant with Yuji (not very far along though), however, had died in a car accident before she could tell anyone. From the start, Kaori was Kenjaku's target. (More of that will be revealed in Her Weightlessness.)

He does have the techniques Blood Manipulation, Shrine (Cleave), Soul Dismantle and Reverse Cursed Technique. As well as his other technique such as Divergent Fist. He also is capable of summoning his Domain Expansion. As of becoming Tengen's vessel, he also has Immortality.

Just as with Sukuna, Yuji is the one in control of his body. Tengen remains dormant, while also talks to Yuji from time to time.

Due to merging with Tengen, Yuji now has four eyes.

He also inhabits the newly refurbished Tombs of the Star chambers sometimes.

Yuki, Choso and Satoru do survive in this AU. Yuki and Satoru were in comas after their fights with Kenjaku and Sukuna, respectively.

On the bad guy's side, Uraume's whereabouts are unknown. Sukuna does die while Kenjaku survives. However, they were imprisoned and removed from Suguru Geto's body. Their brain is kept by Yuji in the chambers, isolated from everyone and everything else.

Due to Yaga's death, a new principal was appointed. This is where my OC, Asahi Gojo, obviously a relative of Gojo's, comes in. However, because of some complications (See His Following), Satoru is temporarily the principal.

People who have obtained techniques (due to Kenjaku) and survived the Culling Games, have chosen to become jujutsu sorcerers and base at either the Tokyo school or Kyoto's. Others chose to go back to their normal lives. Rin Amai and Hana Kurusu are students at the Tokyo school.

The Death Paintings weren't completely consumed, so they are here and kept by Choso.

With the Zenin family's downfall, the space within the top 3 sorcerer families is taken up by the Inumaki. Toge is the future heir.

Noritoshi Kamo is no longer the heir of the Kamo family. He is still a jujutsu sorcerer, however most of his time is with his family (mother, stepfather and younger brother).

Takako Uro is jujutsu sorcerer here. She had joined their side after Yuji and her met.

There are newly appointed Higher-Ups, some being relatives of the previous group. However, they're more open to ideas and changes. Still, given last time, they don't have complete trust by the others. Gakuganji is still a member.

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The Stories

The Pink Sky and Cherry Blossoms - Takako Uro wanders, believing she may be alone in this unfamiliar era. That was the case until a pink haired kid crosses her path.

His Role - The aftermath of the battle against Sukuna. It took much time, but society was surely falling back into place. There were still some loose ends to be tied up, but for the most part nothing they couldn't handle. However, Yuji feels lost and needs answers and it was only a matter of time before what is left of Tengen becomes too unstable to handle.

His Mercy - It's been quite some time now since Sukuna's defeat. After that, they worked to resolve the situation involving Tengen. Now, they're dealing with the aftermath of Yuji taking Tengen's place. There's still some getting used to, new developments and routines to adapt to. But they'll get through it.

His Mother - Yuji never thought of Kenjaku as his mother. How could he when they were never really there for him? Admittedly, he longs for a mother. Kaori Itadori... he wished he knew her.

His Following - Yuji could say he has finally feels almost comfortable taking Tengen's place. Almost. His duty holding up barriers have been... relatively okay, but even so Yuji has some trouble here and there. It doesn't help that lately, something feels wrong and some people just seem... off.

Her Weightlessness - Before there was Yuji Itadori, there was his would-be mother, Kaori. Much like her son, she was a rather... strange individual. Here's a vision of what her life may have been like from as a child to her afterlife.

Her Tears - Nobara, as of late, doesn't feel quite like herself. So Yuji suggests that she take some time to herself. On a day out, Nobara realizes what she has been missing.

If you have any questions about the AU, feel free to ask them here on my main blog or my writing blog, kiyasepicverse, which you can find in my pinned post.

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I want to talk about one of the chapters of the SU comic ¨Fusion Frenzy¨ that is about Sugilite. I'm bothered that this wasn't made into an episode in the series but i suppose it had to do with Sugilite's voice actress. I still like this comic for exploring the fusion and acting as follow up for Coach Steven.

I assume this comic takes place after Amethyst arc in Season 3 because she has her outfit from post getting poofed by Jasper (the one she has a white shirt). Meaning that Amethyst has overcome some of her bigger insecurities by then and she doesn't need Sugilite to feel strong as she used to.

The plot goes about how the gems have to capture a powerful corrupted gem and Amethyst thinks they need Sugilite for that. Pearl, of course, opposes this because of what happened last time when they spent too much time fused (Coach Steven). Steven suggests for Amethyst and Garnet to talk about how it does feel for both of them to be Sugilite and what they think makes them lose control.

Amethyst talks about how she gets to ¨cut loose¨ as Sugilite, that ¨nothing holds her back¨. She gets to be herself while she is part of the fusion and enjoys power it comes with her.

Garnet admits she gets excited as well and she gets her more impulsive side out. That she gets to be on ¨the moment¨. (Ruby). But she doesn't get to be all of her because she doesn't get to listen to her more patient side of her (Sapphire).

They come to the conclusion that the reason of why Sugilite can get out of control is because there is a problem in communication between Amethyst and Garnet and that Amethyst should try to listen better to the more patient side of Garnet. (And Garnet avoiding getting carried out too). That way Sugilite can get to feel all herself and not just some parts of herself and become unstable.

So they agree to try to form Sugilite and defeat the gem monster the following day. When they fuse, Sugilite easily beats up the monster without much trouble.

Pearl gets ready in case the plan doesn't work and she has to the fusion down yet again.

But... to her surprise Sugilite doesn't lose control and defuses quickly back into Garnet and Amethyst, like they had planned.

Pearl is surprised to see everything work out just fine and Garnet points out that Steven's plan worked, they just needed to listen to each other better and try to be more patient. Amethyst even points out that she wasn't left drained out unlike other times they had turned into Sugilite in the past.

They even suggest that because they have found what was the main problem, Sugilite could show up more often from now on.

So like, this comic explores that the reason of why Sugilite lost control was because of how Amethyst and Garnet got carried out with the power that came with being Sugilite. Amethyst had to work on herself and learn to accept herself better to understand what the problem was. We see her act more mature in this story, realizing how she doesn't always listen to Garnet while fused and she should work on that. She doesn't feel like she needs Sugilite to feel good about herself as she used to, meaning having to worry less about getting carried away.

Garnet also realizes that she should work better in keeping balance of both of her sides and not getting the more impulsive of her overtake her (Ruby).

In the end, both Garnet and Amethyst had to work on their personal issues during the series to understand themselves better and realize that they mainly had issues when it came to communicating with each other while they are Sugilite. Once they understood that, they realized that can form Sugilite more easily and not have to worry about losing control in the future.