#I can only imagine how confusing this is for new users

[pipermca]

New AO3 Tag Wrangling Policy and the Transformers Fandom

Edit in the event people come back to the original post: Please do not email AO3 about this issue. See their response about this issue!

(This is a long one, folks, but I think it's important.)

A new tag-wrangling policy on AO3 has the potential to create some massive confusion and chaos in the Transformers fanfic community, with regards to fandom tags. There is a Reddit post about it here with a focus on anime fandoms, but I want to give some concrete examples for the Transformers fandom on why we DO NOT WANT this, and why I think it's a horrible idea.

The Problem

Basically, AO3 is looking to get rid of the "All Media Types" fandom tag across the board, either by dismantling them or just not maintaining them. The Transformers - All Media Types tag has been an all-purpose tag that you could select when your story doesn't fall into any one specific continuity. Additionally, all most (see below) TF continuities on AO3 are considered a subtag of the Transformers - All Media Types tag. For example, if you look at the link above for all works in the All Media Types tag, you will see fics that are also tagged ONLY with Transformers: Animated, because it falls under the All Media Types tag.

One exception: With the upcoming Transformers: One movie coming out imminently, there will likely be a big influx of stories tagged with Transformers: One. In fact, there are several already. However, it hasn't been linked to the larger Transformers - All Media Types tag yet. I wasn't worrying about it though, because I know these things can take time.

With information about this new tagging policy, however, I'm now wondering whether it'll EVER get linked to the All Media Types tag. If that happens, and when more continuities are developed in the coming years (since you know Hasbro loves creating new universes) this has the potential to cause massive confusion when looking for stories to read.

Searching for Stories with the New Tagging System

So let's say the All Media Types fandom tag isn't accurate anymore, because it no longer includes ALL of the continuities (such as TF:One). You will need to include ALL the Transformers continuities when browsing for TF fics.

How many tags is that? Well, here are all of the tags currently listed under the Transformers - All Media Types tag:

Note that this doesn't include Transformers: One since it hasn't been categorized yet.

You will potentially have to have 40 or more different fandom tags in your search, just in case the author tagged their story with something you weren't expecting.

This massively decreases the findability of a story.

Tagging with the New System

The email response from the Tag Wrangling group (see the linked Reddit post above) seems to be a bit flip in the response to the user's concern. "...encourages creators to tag with the media they intend."

While I appreciate what they are attempting to do, this policy change feels like a solution in search of a problem, especially in larger fandoms with multiple continuities, versions, and media types that are all cross-pollinated in both canon and fanon. While I'm focusing on Transformers fandom, imagine a creator in the DC comic universe writing a story that incorporates bits and pieces from a dozen different reboots.

For example, let's say that I am writing a fic about Ratchet. I am using the setting of the original G1 episodes, but I also am using the characterization of him as a bit of an old man grump. That characterization originated in the Animated continuity, but I want to incorporate bits of pieces of his other characterizations as well (old friend of Optimus from TFP, Ratchet ran a faction-free clinic like he did in the War for Cybertron series, he's got a Decepticon boyfriend like in IDW1 - or maybe even Cyberverse, etc.)

With this new tagging structure, I might potentially have to tag the story with ALL of those continuities. So instead of just slapping down the "All Media Types" tag (and maybe one other fandom tag that matches the characters as best I can), I'll have to analyze my story and try to figure out how best to tag for the characters I used.

And what if you're doing a completely AU version of the story? For example, a humanformers story, or merformers? Using the All Media Types tag along with a Alternate Universe - Human or Alternate Universe - Mermaid tag worked perfectly, since you weren't writing the story to fit into one specific continuity. But now, that might not be an option.

What To Do??

The first thing I would suggest is to contact AO3 (using the Feedback and Support page) and let them know (nicely) that you think this is a horrible idea. Give them some examples on how you use the All Media Types tag to find stories to read, or to help you tag a story. People outside of the Transformers fandom don't always appreciate how absolutely tangled the continuities can be with each other, and providing examples might help them see why this would be a really messy change.

Readers: Be aware that when you are looking in the All Media Types tag, it will no longer show newer continuities. And if AO3 starts dismantling that tag like they suggested they are doing, be aware that some stories won't show up in that tag like they used to. You can also create and then bookmark a custom search page that includes all 40+ continuities. REALLY annoying, but it's a workaround.

Writers: Until they start dismantling the All Media Types tag, ALWAYS ALWAYS tag your stories using Transformers - All Media Types... Especially for newer continuities. This will be especially important if you are writing a Transformers: One story. Right now, anyone who is only browsing the All Media Types tag will not see a story tagged only with Transformers: One. Make sure you're aware of how tags work and how they can affect the visibility and findability of your story.

Epilogue

Ugh. That's a lot of words for a long-weekend Saturday. And maybe I'm overreacting a tiny bit. But my work involves information architecture, and this change just absolutely baffles me. It's almost as though they want to make it harder to find stories. Considering that AO3 won a Hugo partially because of its fantastic tagging system, this change seems like AO3 is doing its best to shoot itself in the foot.

When you have a square hole, a round hole, and a rectangular hole… Yeah, you DO want each peg to go in the "right" hole. But if all of the pegs fit in the square hole, who cares? You got the job done.

I love you @ao3org, but please reconsider this change... Especially for IPs that are as old and are as varied as Transformers.

[mediocre-writing]

A chance | LN4

Summary: Lando has been in love with the same person since he was 18. The problem? She doesn't think it will work out because he's younger.

Pairing: Lando Norris X Actress!Reader

English is not my first language, maybe I will do a part two 👀

"Why don't you want to be with me?" Lando says close to Y/n's ear so she can hear.

They were at a party, Lando was P1, and that night was all about him.

"Lando, why don't you enjoy your night?" She says pushing him a little and he kisses her cheek.

"I'm trying to do this, but the prettiest girl at the party is turning me down once again."

Y/n rolls her eyes but smiles, fixing Lando's hair with her hands.

"I already told you-"

"I know, I know, I'm younger than you, but you need to understand that 18-year-old Lando already dreamed of Y/n 22 and now 25-year-old Lando dreams of Y/n 29 and 85-year-old Lando will dream of Y/n... How old will you be?" He says, thinking a little.

"Fuck you're so drunk." She says laughing and he smiles when he sees her smile.

"Fuck you're so beautiful." Lando leans in to kiss her, but Y/n turns her face away.

"Lando, no." Y/n says, gently pinching Lando's belly, making him pull away with a grimace.

"Come on, give me a chance, just one kiss and I promise to stop bothering you." She thinks for a bit.

"I know you won't stop."

"Please, I promise I'll stop." He says, dropping the glass he was holding anywhere, and takes Y/n's face with both hands. "Can I?" He asks inches from her mouth.

"You're insufferable, you know that?" Lando crushes his lips to hers, and my God, it was so worth it to almost beg her on his knees.

Lando asks for passage with his tongue and when he gives in, he just wants to stay there forever.

The kiss gets hotter and Y/n pulls away a little to be able to breathe.

"What a delicious mouth." He says, pulling her lower lip with his teeth and giving her three little pecks.

"Have you gotten your kiss yet, satisfied?"

"I wanted your heart, but I'll hold back with a kiss."

"You don't give up, do you?" She says, putting her arms around her shoulders.

"Never, 18 year old Lando wouldn't believe the girl in my arms right now." Lando always speaks close to her ear so she can understand everything.

"Congratulations, P1." Y/n says kissing Lando's cheek and he feels that this kiss practically sobered him up again.

"Will I get a kiss like this every time I get P1?"

"Don't force it, Cat." She says, walking away and Lando takes her hand again.

"Nooo, you can't do this." Lando says whimpering.

"You promised Lando."

"I promised?" Lando says pulling her by the waist, and kissing her lips again, this time more slowly, more passionate, it was as if they weren't in a crowded place, and God, Y/n is praying that no one took any pictures of this.

But they took it away.

A few hours later the news was all over social media.

F1news Things are heating up! 👀 Lando Norris and Y/n are seen kissing at the party celebrating Lando's P1, some people who were on the way back confirmed that they spent practically the whole night close to each other, could a relationship be on the way?

—

User1 What the fuck is this?

User2 Wow, isn't she much older than him?

— User3 It's only four years girl 🙄

User4 Why is everyone so surprised?

— User5 Yes, Lando had already said that she has been his celebrity crush since he was 18.

User6 I think I'm jealous of Lando.

— user7 I think I'm jealous of both of them.

User8 Well, he never hid the fact that he was interested in her.

User9 Have you ever imagined the beautiful child that would be born?

— User 10 She's much older than him...

User 11 Damn, stop treating her like her age is wrong or something.

——

Y/n wakes up with her phone vibrating like crazy.

"Where the fuck is this?" She gropes blindly on the bed until she finds the device, reading the following messages:

Lando: Please don't be mad at me.

Lando: Are you mad at me? 😟

She sits on the bed, a little confused, why would she be mad at him? But soon she also sees some messages from Carlos.

Carlos: Please don't be mad at Lando.

Carlos: He swears he didn't want to cause a scandal for you.

Carlos: Yes, he forced me to send this, block this bastard now.

And to top it off, she sees a message from her best friend.

Bestf: Seriously Lando? And you still swore to me that you didn't want to get him 😏

She closes her eyes and lies down on the bed again, she already knows exactly what happened.

Fuck.

[marcskywalker]

alright alright

Merlin has made a habit of laying protective charms and spells on Arthur's armor. The man is a big liability (king or not, Merlin will say it as it is). Running into danger head first, without thought or concern, is his top favorite activity.

It's what makes Arthur Arthur; his courage in the face of death.

So yes, it's become a necessity for Merlin to charm his armor for strength and endurance.

He decides to charm the King's new set of armors in his royal chamber in the middle of the day, while Arthur is away presumably listening to another one of mind numbingly boring reports from his knights.

What is a safer place for Merlin other than this room? Where else can he walk in as he pleases? Move about as he pleases? Leave a mess, jest around, lock the door and loiter as he pleases?

Within these walls, no one would dare to question him.

The King's trust is loud enough.

So, Merlin lays out all the metal on the floor and begins. He holds the cold, sharp chestpiece in his hand. Imagines Arthur under it; Arthur's beating heart and his warm, soft, breakable skin.

His magic flows out of him without command or permission, desperate to erase all the images of his mortal king bleeding and weak.

Oh, protectors of Earth and Magic! Cradle him as you would cradle your son.

His eyes are ember, words still on his lips, the shimmer of magic over the metal, when door swings open.

"Leon is one of my oldest and closest friends, but by Gods he makes me miserable," Arthur lets out a long breath, as if to blow out all the air in his body, looking right at Merlin as he does so.

The gold finally fades from his eyes but Merlin is frozen in place, his bones and breath refusing to move, watching Arthur's face scrunch in confusion, a myriad of feelings flashing through his face before settling on stern eyes and pursed lips.

"Mingling with the druids a lot now, are we?"

"Arthur, I-"

"I know, I know!" he sighs, commanding his face to neutrality, stepping over Merlin and metal towards his desk, "They are my people, too. You're allowed to trade and learn from each other."

Despite his resigned tone, Merlin knows how hard Arthur has worked to ensure a place for Druids in Camelot. Writing in stone, clear as day, that he is more than his father's son; he has claimed them as citizens of Camelot, opening the doors to courts and trade and provisions equally for all in the Kingdom.

Watching Arthur grow into the prophesied will be Merlin's greatest pride. Even if magic is still prohibited to practice under the law, magic users aren't hunted like animals for existing. And Merlin has all the faith in his King that when the time is right, he will bring magic back into the land. Until then, he's happy to live in half shadows.

"I'm allowed to learn magic?" he can't help the skepticism and shock bleed into his tone.

"Well, no! I'm not allowing you for anything, Merlin. But I'm not stupid enough to believe that that's about to stop you."

"So," he draws out the word, unsure of how to step out of the conversation. Unsure if he should even be stepping out of the conversation. "I can learn more magic?"

"You know how I feel about this. The price I have- we have had to pay for it. If you still find yourself curious, do what-" gestures to the laid out armor on the ground, "-ever this is. I only ask that you be careful."

"I'm enchanting it. To keep you safe."

"In exchange for what, Merlin?"

"Nothing-", Merlin loses his grip on the conversation faced with the frightened heartbreak on Arthur's face; the courageous bones bending in unfamiliar ways. "I swear. Nothing. It's not any big magic. The druids do it all the time, we won't have to pay a price for this, Arthur."

"We'll see."

[gatorbites-imagines]

John Constantine x tattoo artist?? Smut or no (you choose!) I think it would be cute if john gets his tats from the reader (also kind of a possessive/marking quality there lol)

John Constantine x Tattoo artist male reader

Headcanons

Sorry there’s been no posts this week, classes have started up again, so as you can imagine I’m exhausted and have a lot less free time. I’ve been using most of my free time to read JJK, ngl.

Imagine being a magical tattoo artist, something like a seal maker. You do large complex and beautiful pieces, but you hide different seals and protection markers inside the patterns. It keeps the real purpose of the tattoo a secret, but is also pretty to look at.

John already has tattoos in the hellblazer comics, but imagine you giving him different ink. Something a lot less obvious and more attractive.

It makes him pass as a hot blonde British guy covered in a lot of fancy ink, instead of some brit with lotsa weird cult looking tattoos.

John becomes one of your most common customers, mainly because a lot of the tattoos you put on him disappear after the seals been used, since its all defense and storage. He might also use it as an excuse to see you more, so he can flirt.

John being John, would get a tattoo right above his crotch, think like a reverse tramp stamp, or a succubus tattoo, just so he can have you sitting between his thighs as he gives his flirting his all.

You definitely end up railing him within an inch of his life in the tattoo chair, tsking and “punishing” him for straining the tattooed area too much, and “messing up your work” when he writhes too much.

In the beginning its just a friends with benefits situation, something like a “happy ending” you might say. John wouldn’t be someone to do relationships for the most part, since most of the ones he’s been in haven’t ended great.

He subconsciously also wouldn’t want to paint a target on your back, since hes always involved with all kinds of stuff. But he cant help but always find himself back with you, getting some new seal inked onto his skin.

And if every visit ends up with him bent over the tattoo chair, or down on his knees to “thank you”, then who will judge him.

John would end up finally acknowledging his feelings when you save him from his big bad of the week, using your complex and intricate tattoos to pull out weapons and spells, and later seal the being that’s after him.

Its hard to deny how he feels after that, and though he wouldn’t put it into words, he would act differently. Like just showing up at your parlor to spend time with you without getting anything done, or sending you little protection charms or trinkets.

At some point you guys just start kissing and acting like a couple, without actually putting a name to it. It’s a dangerous life you both live, and words mean everything, so you never tell anybody you guys are lovers, since that would make the target on you both even bigger.

It doesn’t keep you guys from pretty much living together and acting all domestic, or being completely exclusive to just each other. John turning down all advances made on him confuses people in the beginning, until they just come to accept it.

John ends up with even more tattoos, these a lot more complex than average useable seals. These are the kinds that you have spent your entire life developing, and had only used on yourself because they’re that powerful.

The league are knocked back by how powerful his spells have become, and how much damage he can withstand. Only other magic users with the knowledge know just how amazing his tattoos are. He never tells them where he got them, just because he’s an ass.

You end up helping out more with his business, and he ends up being free advertisement for your parlor. Of course, no one gets tattoos like you or John, you would never give a possible enemy that kind of power, but it helps pad your pockets quite a lot.

John’s enemies end up targeting you as well, but they’re easily dealt with for the most part.

He ends up getting teased be friends and allies that he’s getting soft and domestic, cuz he doesn’t go out to bars like before, and wants to be home in time to watch a movie with you, or just go to sleep together.

He ends up a lot less stressed too, since you rock his world whenever he needs it, and become someone he can let down his defenses and just be vulnerable with.

In the end he probably gets pavloved to get in the mood when you tattoo him, or he hears the noise of the tattoo gun. John always blames you for making him this way, because you always go down on him after giving him new ink, not that he’s complaining.

[ryker-writes]

(･.･ﾉʰⁱⁱ

I have a request! Also new to your account >< so hello! I love your writing. Seriously. It's too bad I'm no good with words because I'd go on about how well your writing is.

Now, my english probably isn't the best. I apologize if anything is spelled wrong.

I request a twisted wonderland x male reader ( because we're lacking in male readers 😔 ) but actually if you wanna change the gender of the reader go ahead!

The reader is deaf. How would they react? Would it change anything?

You can choose which characters, I don't mind 🙃

Thank you for considering my request!

- a { partially } deaf user ^°^

Thank you so much anon! And don't worry, your english is good! I've decided to do Malleus, Kalim, and Vil. Hope those are okay! I tried my best but wasn't sure what all to go over for this one, so I hope it's good :)

Request rules and Masterlists

Malleus:

I'm going to be honest, he doesn't know how to react in the beginning

I sincerely doubt in his long life, that he's met someone who's deaf, and even if he has, the fae in Briar Valley use magic to communicate anyway

All this to say, he doesn't know, nor can he understand sign language

At first he suggests using magic, but depending on your level of magic, you might not be able to communicate well like that

So, he resorts to the classic of "I don't know sign language or anything, so we'll write to communicate"

and I do mean write, because we all know he's not great with technology, so he has a whole notebook that he dedicated to communicating

It's one of those super thick and high quality notebooks too

He does eventually learn sign language, but he keeps that notebook close and sometimes still likes to communicate with you using it because he likes looking back at your past conversations and reliving the memories of them

If you think he's leaving you out of conversations due to his inability to use sign language, you're dead wrong because he will recount everything people say in exact words, even using magic to make their words appear in the air like a screen translator

The only time he'll ever stop translating, is when the person is saying something offensive to or about you, but you'll be able to tell anyway by the flash of lightning outside and the look on Malleus' face that says "if you don't take back what you said about my human, you will face the fury of a dragon directly, and will end up being deaf yourself"

He is a bit more protective of you because you're deaf, and the entire school knows it too

Like I mentioned earlier, he does eventually learn sign, and Lilia helps him too! Sebek learns alongside Malleus because if Malleus is learning it, he feels he should too in order to be a better knight

if you ask anyone else to translate for you, he might get upset and pouty

Kalim:

Yeah, he's so lost and confused at first

Kalim knows and has met deaf people before, but he doesn't know sign language, nor does he have the idea to use magic

When he's met deaf people in the past, there's usually been a translator nearby to help him communicate

And if we're being completely transparent, he probably doesn't notice at first

I imagine your first meeting is him talking like crazy, and you trying to find a good way to tell him and communicate to him that you can't hear what he's saying

It isn't until he stops and asks you a question that you get a proper chance to try and communicate that you can't hear him

our sweet Kalim, once he realizes, he makes Jamil come over because Jamil knows sign language

Jamil begrudgingly comes along and helps translate the initial conversation

Sweet sweet Kalim, he's trying to learn sign language after that to be able to communicate as smoothly with you as Jamil does, but until then he almost always has Jamil translating, or hires a translator to travel with you around campus in an effort to make it easier for you to communicate with other students

He absolutely forgets sometimes that you're deaf and will run up to you trying to talk, and excitedly start telling you something, but sometimes his lips move so fast and he's bouncing around so it's hard for you to tell what he's trying to say

Much like him, his sign language is very rushed and messy

He's not necessarily protective or anything, but he gets really excited after he learns sign and tries to translate for everybody

Jamil is just happy he doesn't have to translate anymore

If Kalim is desperate and can't get his sign right, or forgets how to sign something, he might write it down for you

It does take him a bit to adjust to, so be patient, and sometimes he just signs without speaking or he'll automatically start signing to other people out of habit

People are confused when Kalim comes up to them signing quickly

So he's a bit forgetful, and he takes a bit to realize and learn sign, but he absolutely tries his best to accommodate you and adapt to communicate better

Vil:

Doesn't even blink

Vil has worked with many different types of people, and some of them have had hearing impairments, speech issues, or just uses sign language to speak often for various reasons

He likely already knows sign language prior to meeting you, so he has absolutely no issues communicating with you!

He speaks out loud while he signs so you have both his lips and his signs to read depending on whichever you'd like

Vil personally encourages just about all students around him to learn another language, and that encouragement gets worse after meeting you

Suddenly 90% of Pomefiore is learning sign language

Much like him, his sign language is very smooth and elegant

Even when others are talking and don't know sign language, he signs what they're saying to help you keep up and understand the conversation

He's not really overprotective, or treats you any different actually

He just treats you like another person (with a little more gentleness because he cares about you more than them of course)

Vil would only write in notebooks or on a device to communicate if that's what you wanted, but personally, he thinks it's a much slower and ineffective way of communicating

Even when signing with others, he's paying close attention to your expression and the way they sign, making sure they get it right and you're able to understand

Now, Vil is a part of the film studies club, so films and videos are something big he wants to share. That being said, because you can't hear them, he makes sure to carefully select what movies are selected and the quality of it without noise, and of course the quality of the subtitles

He wants you to be able to enjoy it as much as he does, and while sound is a big part of filmmaking, it's not a very good film in his eyes if it can't be enjoyed by people without sound

All in all, it makes no difference to Vil! He has no issues with it at all, and it changes nothing to him

[noaltbruh]

Hey there!!!!☺️ I saw that you were opened to requests so I wanted to stop by. Could you do a funny/crack hc about how Y/N who shares the same interest as buccigang people, and they geek out on certain subjects that confuse the other members???

I imagine it like how Abbachio loves music, and Fugo loves physics or something specific that the reader also loves it's like a niche thing only the two of them share!

Hope you enjoy writing, have a nice day ‼️❣️

Of course! Have a nice day as well :)

~~~~~

Finding a passion that everyone in the group shared made defeating a stand user seem as easy as breathing. It should be no surprise though, and just taking a look at them would have been enough for one to realize how each person in the gang was vastly different from one another. It was rather shocking that they could even get along, all things considered.

Still, that wasn't the case for one of them, Y/N, who, with the agility of an acrobat, managed to jump from one hobby to the other, which all belonged to a different member of the team.

One morning, you'd see her talking with Fugo in the middle of the living room table, discussing nothing less than...Uh, Maxwell's equations, for some reason?

"I just think that the principles applied to the magnetic field might have been expressed this way instead. See? they would have been far more intuitive"

"That's an interesting take, though I'm not quite sure if the calculus would have been as accurate, Y/N"

Their conversation was interrupted by a hand on the girl's shoulder, accompanied with a smile.

"Y/N, dear! How can you waste time on this nerdy gibberish when we've got something MUCH more serious to think of?"

The blond did not made much of an effort to hide his annoyment.

"Trish, as you probably can see we're a bit occupied. Can't whatever you need wait a little more?"

"Nonsense!" She sentenced, slamming her beauty case above the textbook and opening. She took out two lipsticks, holding them in front of Y/N's face.

"What do you think, deary? Which one should I have for tomorrow's night out?"

"Seriously? This was your big deal?"

His complaint was interrupted by an amused laughter from the one sitting next to him.

"Mhh, well...The one from Dior would probably fit your dress more. Then again, Armani beauty is one of the best brands out there in general, it's going to look amazing on you in any case"

"You're not wrong, mhh..."

But, as the pink haired girl was contemplating her exhaustingly hard decision, Y/N was suddenly swayed away from the two of them, as someone eagerly took her hand and led her to the garden in the back of the house.

"N-Nari?" She said, feeling her head spin incoherently. "What is it?"

"Come on, I've just learned a new dance, I wanna show you!"

With a smile plastered on his face, the boy turned on some music and began to sway her around, making sure to hold her close the entire time.

"You've gotten better at this, I can tell" She observed with a sweet tone. "You follow the beat more naturally and the way you move your feet is much more smoot-"

Her comments were cut short as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, once she felt the other dipping her. They both looked at each other in the eyes and started giggling.

"Maybe I'll learn something classic next time, just for you!"

"I would love that"

As soon as she got back on her feet, however, a more serene voice called for her attention.

"Ah, here you are, Y/N! I was just about to plant some new flowers, would you assist me, if it's not too troublesome for you?"

"Oh! Of course I can"

"But...We were having so much fun" Narancia objected.

"I know" Y/N gave the other a quick peck on his lips, smiling at him. "Why don't you keep practicing in the meantime?" She proposed, following Giorno into a small section of the garden, which he had already prepared with soil.

"How about some camelias? I think they have such a lovely color"

"I agree. Besides, they're perfect to grow in this season"

"I know, right? There's no period better than this for these little guys. Did you know that they were originally-"

"From Asia? Yes, truly peculiar, isn't it?"

They sat together on the ground for quite some time, trying to look for a fun fact the other didn't already know, but their constant attempt at outsmarting soon enough reached a dead end.

"Hey Y/N!"

Mista walked up to her from behind and put his elbow on her head.

"The soccer match is about to start! You don't wanna miss that, do you?"

"What?! Already?" She quickly got up and waved at Giorno with a smile, following the other boy inside in a rush.

"Duh? It's already 4 pm, c'mon!"

Somehow, just the two of them managed to take up the entire couch, sprawling their legs all over it, barely boterhing to take off their shoes.

"You're excited just because Baggio is playing, aren't you?"

"So what? That dude's amazing, he could score even with his legs tied"

"Speaking that way of anyone who isn't Maradona in this town is blasphemy, you know that, right?"

"You're just biased because he's your favorite, y'all always have the lamest taste"

"Heh, you do you"

Screams, cheers and a few (very dramatic) tears accompanied the match, as, much to Mista's delight, his most beloved player managed to score two times through the whole thing. They kept on discussing the teams' lineups, earning some concerned looks from the other people in the house, who thought that nearly throwing hands over small disagreement regarding football players might have not been the most civic of conversation.

Still though, the way they wouldn't shut up made it quite clear that, despite their different opinions, they greatly appreciated having someone they could ramble with about such topic.

"Leave the girl alone, Mista. You're giving everyone in this house a headache"

"What? We're just having fun! Way to kill the atmosphere, Abbacchio"

The man was fast to dismiss him and hand you his spare pair of headphones.

"I've been listening to a new group lately, I thought you might have liked it...Maybe"

"Oh! We could listen to their songs together!"

"I guess"

Accompanied by their other friend, they moved to the kitchen, one of the quietest part of the house in that moment. She could notice Abbacchio glancing in her direction a few times, trying to figure out if she was enjoying herself or not.

After a few songs, she put the earphones down and gathered her thoughts a bit.

"I like them! Maybe I'm wrong, but they sound a bit like the Smiths, what do you think?"

"Mhh, now that you mention it, I can see it. I think the fact that you can hear the bassist so well really adds another layer to the quality of their album"

"Yeah! But what really carries the song is the singer, in my opinion"

"Really?" A chuckle escaped his lips. "Maybe Mista is right, you really are a bit basic"

"Shut up! You're just trying sooo hard to be original" Still though, she couldn't help but laugh back.

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting you?"

Bruno calmly walked into the room, staring at the two, quite pleasured to see them get along.

"Not really, just listening to some jams"

"Ah, I see! I was just about to ask you two if you wanted to go fishing with me? I've already got everything set up"

"Fishing? Of course I'm in! Give me just a second"

She sprinted out of the kitchen, heading to her room in order to get changed into something more proper for the beach.

"Heh, you should probably do the same, honey"

"You're right...Hopefully you don't mind waiting for us"

"Take your time"

Aside from the huge privilege of being able to live together with all the people she loved, Y/N's house just happened to be a 10 minutes walk away from the sea. Truly, she couldn't have been luckier.

Together with Bruno and Abbacchio, you took your time choosing the best bait lure in your best preys.

"This one's still alive.." You highlighted, a bit disgusted.

"You've got such a strong stomach, but a wiggly worm is what bothers you?"

"You know I hate bugs! But..."

With a swift movement of her hand, the fishing line was thrown into the water. She took a deep breath and crossed her legs to sit more comfortably.

"This feels nice"

"It's a good way to relax, isn't it?"

"Yeah...I wish I was as good as you are, though"

"Oh, you're already improving, Y/N. Even if you don't catch a lot, just watching the waves is still very calming"

"True...But one day, I'll become an expert and we'll eat nothing but fish for a week straight!"

"Ohoh, is that so? Then I suppose there's nothing I can do but to wait for that moment, yes?"

Predictably, once an hour or so had gone by, her bucket was nearly empty, only filled with a few small fishes that didn't even look that appetizing, if edible at all. The girl decided to throw them back into the sea, as they were still alive.

Bruno gently patted her head, grabbing his and Abbacchio's bucket with his free hand.

"You got two more than last time"

"Are you serious? I didn't even notice"

"Of course, I pay a lot of attention to these details"

"Thanks, Bruno...I'm glad you notice my effort"

The busy, colorful day was coming to an end. Y/N figured it would have been a good idea to take a cold shower, to avoid getting the smell of fish on herself. She was already starting to feel sleepy afterwards, showers always had this effect on her.

She sat down to eat with her family, preferring to keep quiet and enjoy her plate, together with the numerous conversations that accompanied it. She happily sighed, looking at the dumbasses that made her hope that the following day would have been just as fun as this was.

[charafansmile]

Tumblr user charafansmile. I have—yet again—an extremely important question. What do you think was going on in Charas mind during the no mercy route? How do you think Chara grew to aiding in the run by sharing the number of monsters left? Sorry that’s kind of a lot, I wanna hear your thoughts!!!!

This is hard >P

At first it must have been confusion, I am firmly of the belief that chara is with us in every route, so I think that's a given for the beginning of any one of them.

But I don't think they'd be as appalled? As most depictions make them when the killings start. Again, I think their pretty confused for the most part, wondering where they are, who this kid their stuck with is, what the deal with the flower is, why toriel is in the ruins, lots to think about and process ONTOP of realizing their plan failed and they got asriel killed. (Sidenote, I don't think chara gaf about dying themselves, that was always their plan, but ASRIEL dying? Ooh boy yeah they'd be upset about that)(for as long as a soulless manifestation of level grinding in video games can be, and besidessss, they eventually put 2 and 2 together..(and also finish the job))

But I don't think they'd be surprised at a human falling underground and starting a murderspree, I think they'd expect it. and as the numbers start going up, getting higher, they begin to believe that THIS is their new purpose. They couldn't empty the underground with their initial plan, but with us- THROUGH us - they can fulfill the prophecy some OTHER way.

And THATs why they start telling us how many are left, and also why they stop the second you spare a monster. Because if you do that, they stop understanding. Much like how they don't understand why you would recreate the world just to destroy it. It's a desire for power, for completion of the 'game' so to say that drives them. And not just power for powers sake, but the benefits that come with power-

And with that, LV is another factor. we know gaining it makes it easier to distance yourself, easier to hurt others and not be hurt by others, and that's one of the big things with chara I keep coming back to is this very childish notion of safety in oblivion. Their doing this not just because or for fun, or even because they can, but because if they do, then they won't have to anymore. Nobody will have to hurt anymore if theirs nobody to hurt.

I mean, just look at the state of the underground when they return, it's (implied) to be a much less happier place than it was when they were alive, their brothers a murderous little flower who behaves nothing like the asriel they died for, their parents are divorced for reasons that may as well be their fault, monsters as a whole are loosing hope, a war is on the horizon etc; etc; to them, things could not be in a worse state! WE know that it's not as bad as it could be, but this to them this is all their fault and everymonster is hurting in a way they can't fix...so wouldn't it be better if they were MADE to stop hurting?

I find much of charas dialog in no mercy to be monotone, impatient at some points (see, papyrus) with the most excited ones not being particularly energetic as much as they are in..awe? Undynes fight (and the other check dialog you can get in sans by cheating) seem to really be the only instances where they don't read as bored.

I disagree with the interpretation that they are happy to be doing this, but i don't think their averse or super upset about it. The only real times they seem to doubt what they are doing being their fights with toriel and flowey (asgore gets killed by flowey, but I imagine if they got to fight him it either would have been an instant betrayal kill where we don't get an input so they don't have to think about it, or they would have been just as silent as they are in toriels)

So to condens all of that down into something legible, I think at first theres ALOT going through their head, but once we reach a high enough level it's enough for them to step in with their (misinformed) understanding of our goals. And from their they put their own feelings aside to reach that goal. They don't have time to think about what their doing, it's not efficient to waste energy with petty things like emotions when they just need to keep going, keep moving, keep killing. They need to get stronger. And telling us how many are left is the most efficient method to reach what 'needs' to be done.

Edit, for something i forget I wanted to mention:

I think this is what chara thinks love is. To them it's never being hurt again, being strong enough to distance yourself. They HAVE to hurt the monsters to put an end to their supposed suffering, to them it would be better if everyone couldn't hurt anyone and the only way that could ever be possible..is well yknow.. I don't think chara is as well informed or even as capable as alot of depictions make them. To me chara will always be a very young, hurt child interacting with the world In the only way they know how. And before the dreemurrs the world wasn't very kind to them, so charas perception of what is needed to reciprocate monsters kindness is skewed. Their completing the prophecy in the way we show them.

[thornybubbles]

The Cat Came Back (Followup) The Morioh Gang reactions

Note: This is a follow up piece to “The Cat Came Back” in which the Reader finds themselves in the possession of the Stand, Killer Queen and asks Josuke for help. The following is just showing how the other characters would react. So headcanons I guess… You can find the original story this is based on here: 

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Josuke: You already saw his initial reaction when you told him about your unwanted Stand, but there was a lot that Josuke left unsaid, mostly because he didn’t want you to see just how disturbed he really was. He can’t even imagine what you must be going through. This whole situation is horrific and… well… bizarre. It was bad enough that you were targeted and held hostage by Kira during the final confrontation, but now you’re stuck with Kira’s Stand as your own. He still doesn’t understand how something like that could even happen. How does a living person end up with a dead man’s Stand? It’s even more confusing if you consider how Reimi said that Kira died. If both user and Stand were torn apart by ghostly arms, then how is the Stand still active? And why, WHY, WHY, is it acting as your Stand now? Josuke never wanted you to get involved in the crazy, dangerous world of Stand users, but you are now and he can’t help but blame himself. If he had never become friends with you, then maybe you wouldn’t have run into Kira that day and this wouldn’t be happening to you now. He really, really hopes that Jotaro and the Speedwagon Foundation can help you with this, because this is one thing he knows he can’t fix. Just like with the death of his grandfather, he feels helpless and frustrated. But to you, he’s a beacon of calm acceptance. He’ll never let you see how shook up he is because you don’t need that right now. 

Okuyasu: He takes it pretty badly. He finds the whole situation to be freaky and incredibly unfair. Expect a lot of angry crying from him in the beginning. 

“Whaaaaat??!!” he shouts. “What the hell is this?! How does something like that even happen?! Can’t that creepy hand-humping bastard go haunt someone else?!” 

He insists that Josuke could probably fix it if he used Crazy Diamond to bring you back to a state before you became a Stand user, but Josuke explains that his powers don’t work like that. Okuyasu is so desperate that he even suggests, to everyone’s horror, that he could use The Hand to erase Killer Queen. That idea is very quickly shot down by Josuke. 

“Think about it, Okuyasu,” Josuke says. “If you erase a person’s Stand it’s like erasing their soul! Do you want to do that to our friend?” 

Okuyasu realizes his idea was awful, but dammit he wants to help okay? He feels helpless and frustrated that he can’t think of anything useful in this situation. He just wants the Stand to go away and leave you alone. He even goes so far as to ask you to summon Killer Queen just so he can say that to the Stand’s face. 

“Listen here you pink cat bastard!” he practically spits at the Stand. “You better fuck off and leave our friend alone or I’m gonna make your life a living hell!!!” 

Killer Queen merely stares Okuyasu down until the delinquent actually starts feeling a little nervous. Then the Stand has the nerve to give him a wry little smile and duck down to nuzzle his head against yours. Freaked out, you dismiss him and Okuyasu rages. It’s going to take a LOOOOOOOONG time for Okuyasu to come to terms with your new status as a Stand user. 

Koichi: Koichi is horrified, not just at the situation, but he is very worried for you. Like everyone else, he’s baffled at how you could end up with someone else’s Stand. Not only that, but Koichi is the first to notice that there’s something different about Killer Queen now that it’s attached to you. The Stand seems more lively and sentient with you than it did with Kira, even going so far as to mock others and show you unwanted affection. It was far, far more reserved with Kira. What did that mean exactly? Did it have to do with your personality having an effect on its behavior? He wants to offer you all the support and comfort that he can as your friend but he can’t ignore the creeping feeling of dread that comes over him when he’s in your presence now. He tries not to let it show, because the last thing he wants is for you to think he’s afraid of you. You have enough to worry about without having to consider if your friends fear you now. 

Koichi starts doing research on Stands and Stand users, hoping to find something he can use to help you. Maybe there’s a way to separate a user from their Stand without hurting them? Of course, he has considered your feelings on the matter. Would you want to be separated from Killer Queen? Koichi will never say this out loud, but he has a terrible fear that a little bit of Kira’s personality has remained within Killer Queen and that there may be a possibility that Kira’s violent tendencies will start to manifest within you. He really hopes that isn’t the case. He doesn’t want Kira somehow hurting anyone else from beyond the grave, least of all one of his closest friends. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you started turning violent…

Jotaro: As per usual, Jotaro’s reaction is minimal when he first finds out, but his eyes are filled with a myriad of emotions: anger, shock, horror, and exhaustion. Especially the last one. Jotaro is so very tired. It’s bad enough that he’s still having to deal with DIO’s evil influence on the world even after the blood-sucking asshole’s death, but now Kira’s Stand has fused itself with your soul and is acting as your Stand. What is it with villains and the need to cling to the living world even after their very deserved deaths? Jotaro is oddly reminded of that stupid old kid’s song he heard when he was very young: 

But the cat came back the very next day

The cat came back, they thought he was a goner

But the cat came back, it just couldn't stay away

That did seem to be the case with Kira. Though, Killer Queen wasn’t Kira’s Stand anymore so it technically wasn’t Kira anymore either. He couldn’t ignore that fact. Killer Queen was your Stand now. Like Koichi, he could sense a difference in the Stand now that it was yours. It seemed more sentient than it was with Kira and he wasn’t blind to the mocking smile the thing would give him and the others. That was worrying. That and how affectionate it seemed towards you. It very clearly recognized and accepted you as its new user. This sudden level of sentience it displayed was disturbing.

The whole thing annoyed him. Just like Koichi, he feared that some of Kira’s influence still lingered within Killer Queen and could have an effect on you. It didn’t help that you didn’t seem to have the best control over the Stand, due to the fact that it sometimes materialized when you didn’t want it to and how it hesitated when you tried to dismiss it. That settles it. He was going to train you on how to control Killer Queen before the thing decided to control you. From now on, you can expect to be dragged along whenever Jotaro is showing Josuke how to better control Crazy Diamond. He would work with the Speedwagon Foundation in order to better understand your condition and help you in any way he could. He made a silent vow to himself that he would not let Kira’s influence corrupt you. 

Rohan: Surprisingly, Rohan is the one to take the news the hardest, but he’s also the one to find something close to a solution to your problem. 

Next to Koichi, you’re one of the few people he puts any value in. When you reveal Killer Queen to him his first response is to recoil in fear (let’s not forget the multiple deaths he had to endure because of the Stand’s user). After that he gets angry. 

“If this is supposed to be a prank, it’s not funny! Did Josuke put you up to this? I never realized that low-life had such a demented sense of humor…” he says.

When you explain to him that it isn’t a prank and he realizes that Killer Queen has indeed become your Stand, he starts acting as if you just informed him that you had a terminal illness and only had a year to live. You watch as the poor man goes through all seven stages of grief in a matter of moments.

Denial: “This has to be a joke. I won’t believe that it’s true! Something like this is impossible! How can you have a dead man’s Stand!?” 

Anger: “How could you let something like this happen?! I know it’s not your fault, that’s not the point! Surely you could have done something to stop it?! And where was Josuke or that nitwit, Okuyasu?! Why didn’t they do something?! I’m not shouting, you’re shouting!!” 

Bargaining: “I’ll give you an autograph if you say that you’ve been messing with me this whole time! I won’t even get angry, I promise! What about one of my unpublished manuscripts? One of my figurines? You… you’re really not joking about this are you?” 

Depression: He goes over to his desk and just sits there staring out the window. You don’t get a response out of him but you notice the tears rolling down his face and you’re shocked. The “Great” Rohan Kishibe is actually shedding tears? And on your behalf? After a moment he wipes his face and starts talking to you as if nothing happened. 

Acceptance: “This isn’t ideal, but it isn’t the end of the world. You say that Jotaro’s been teaching you how to better control Killer Queen? That’s good. Now you won’t have to worry about it hurting anyone you don’t want it to.” 

At some point during the conversation, Rohan jumps up from his seat and grabs the sides of his head with disbelief. 

“I cannot believe I didn’t think of this.” he mutters. 

“Think of what?” you ask, hoping he has thought of some kind of solution to your problem. 

“We’ll use Heaven’s Door to prevent you from losing control over Killer Queen!” 

You stared at him, mouth open in surprise. How had no one considered that before now? 

“Give me your hand.” Rohan says and you oblige. 

Heaven’s Door manifests next to him and the little Stand touches the back of your hand. You stare at him amazed, having never seen him up until that moment. You are startled as the back of your hand flips open like a tiny book. You see writing on the inside of it, but don’t have time to read any of it before Rohan grabs a pen and jots something down in the margins of the page. It says, 

“I have complete and total control over my Stand, Killer Queen. It will never harm anyone that is not a threat to me or my loved ones.” 

Then Heaven’s Door flips the book closed and your hand returns to normal. 

“Now, that settles that!” Rohan says with a self satisfied grin. “Really I’m surprised you hadn’t come to me sooner…” 

While Rohan is congratulating himself, you take the time to lean up and give him a kiss of gratitude on his cheek. 

“You’re the best, Rohan!” you say, overflowing with relief and thankfulness. 

Rohan freezes mid-sentence, a stunned expression on his face. For a full minute he just stands there staring with his mouth open in shock and a hint of pink dusting his normally pale cheeks. At first you thought that you might have crossed a line and he’d start shouting at you, but he doesn’t. Then you start worrying if you’ve broken him. 

“Rohan?” You ask. 

This seems to snap the manga creator out of his stunned state. Without saying a word, he turns on his heel, marches over to his desk, plops down in the chair and starts scribbling away in a notebook. 

“....rapid heart beat….feelings of almost unbearable euphoria…” 

He stops to reach up and touch his face then immediately goes back to writing.

“...cheeks feel like they’re on fire….” 

You blink at him, not knowing what to say or do. You guess he’s gone into work mode. There’s not much you can do to break him out of that once his creative juices start flowing. You decide to leave and go tell the others the good news. 

“Okay, well. I guess I’ll go let Josuke and the others know. I’m sure they’ll be relieved.” you say. 

“Later, Rohan.” 

You start to leave when Rohan suddenly turns to you with a serious expression. 

“Before you go, I want it to be known here and now that if you tell anyone, especially Josuke, that I cried, I will never speak to you again.” 

Your lips twitch as you hold back a laugh. 

“You’re secret’s safe with me, Rohan-sensei.” you say.

[sandsorghum]

complexities,perplexities or some thoughts I had at 2am about kento & hiromi

idk im just ramblin' here - u been warned

When i first fell for nanami kento, i thought it was because of his commitment to his principles, the steadfastness in that regard.

i definitely find a parallel of that in Higuruma, even though it was less tempered idealism than "lost (his) temper" idealism - Yet if anything, that tragic outburst of murderous passion is testament of his obsession and zeal. It's his temporary denial and anguish that underscores years of enduring such bitterness and frustration, the decades long slog proving the strength of his willpower, that accumulates into one terrible moment of weakness; a process that simultaneously corroborates and yet is corrosive to his convictions. And now his conscience will have to suffer that slip-up forever.

Something has died in him; if it wasn't already dying for a long time. What survives, subsequently? Or what is rebirthed? I don't regard his psychotic break as fragility. After all, can we recognise someone's strength only after they've been pushed to a breaking point? And it takes a different sort of strength of will to rebuild, to live past who you thought you were, to accept becoming someone you thought you'd never be. Maybe it even takes an admission of weakness, and gentleness...

Higuruma ultimately finds his North Star again, remembers why he became an attorney, it's a return to his original beliefs; There's a definite through line despite the ramification of his actions, the kind of consistency and commitment which I find so compelling, that's a quality he shares with Nanami.

But Nanami's lapse is far less ruinous, his escapist delusion leads him to play a salaryman for a few years, compared to Higuruma becoming a damning executioner in a day. When Nanami rediscovered his purpose, he just shrugged off the corporate schtick and becomes a jujutsu sorceror again, in a sense accepting what he knew he was destined for from an early age. He accepts the truth and returns to a reality already familiar, albeit unpleasantly familiar, to him.

For Higuruma there's so such going back. That "reality" has vanished. No old job or routine he can simply pick up again.

Higuruma's "getting lost" has much bigger consequences - he can no longer be a lawyer, what was once his calling are now mere echoes of the past, reminders of the things that made him him.

The years of effort molding his identity have been entirely stripped away, by his own hands. Imagine all that pain and confusion on top of how hard it is for him to navigate through his guilt - fighting Sukuna was meant to be an act of, if not absolution then penance, hell, probably even capital punishment. But he didn't die so now what? it's just...purgatory for him?

Adding to that, he's supposed to be the 'next' Gojo Satoru? Perceived that way for his power alone? Admired or even looked up to, in some respects? How laughable. How cruel.

Pressured to live up to that mantle, when he already has such a hollowed out sense of self, I suspect being valorised that way is a further type of torturous erosion. But I also know Higuruma isn't the type to permit himself to wallow in such self-pity for long; ironically in a way that makes him resemble Satoru, he won't let reputation define who he is. So, I don't think that bothers him as much.

The real challenge is finding out how to operate in a new system, above or outside the laws he once upheld, in a way that's aligned to his fundamental values, to preserve some version of his old self. Now he's in a job where he can make the call to kill curse users, at his own discretion? Who's going to question his judgement, besides himself? What's the line between vigilante justice and divine retribution?

So, I honestly don't know if Higuruma can even adhere to those same strict ethical codes he had before, how much his basic sense of right and wrong has shifted or will shift due to the nature of his new work.

Which is all to say, I wonder now if maybe the appeal I see in Higuruma isn't exactly steadfastness at all, but flux instead; that is, the seemingly contradictory responsibility and impetus of self-determination, through the construct and malleability of moral choices. If there is anything consistent, any proof which makes him an unquestionably principled character, perhaps it would be the very questioning and interrogation of which of his actions are right and fair, a thorough self-examination. If I love Nanami for his stalwart certainty, strangely I'm equally drawn to Higuruma for his rigourous scrutiny, his so-called "uncertainties", how he holds space for...not doubt, but other perspectives and possibilities. And how he finds his way through that maze of multiplicities, whether he's stumbling or striding, I want to accompany him on that journey. Goodness, restraint, mercy...none of these are foregone conclusions with him; that's what makes him so enticing to me.

also yall seen that nose of his? sheesh

anw obvsly can't stop yapping about them my inbox is open if anyone wants to yak about how they will fold you in half are so unique

[spotsandsocks]

Fuck it Friday 💚🧡🩷❤️💜💙

Hello my friends, thanks for the tags @eddiebabygirldiaz @inell @repressedqueen @tizniz @loveyouanyway @loserdiaz

So today I’m doing something a bit different cos why not.. this week I got a comment on an older fic from ao3 user starspangledwriter (hello) that lead to a lovely conversation about the Buddie of it all and why they mean so much to me. The person I was chatting to suggested it might be nice to share here, so I am.

And also just to say this is what i think we writers love/hope for with comments, it’s not about wanting people to say nice things (which is obviously lovely) but having a chat about my beloveds and the story I created.

And speaking of the story… here it is if you want to check it out.

Fifteen Minutes 1.4k

“You look happy.”

Buck smiles at Eddie because he’s right, he is happy. He hasn’t been for a while but today he is, he might not have everything he wants but right now he’s happy to be in this place with these people.

He takes a deep breath and says that around his smile  “I am.” He scans Bobby and Athena’s living room takes in its occupants all chatting and laughing together. “Everyone I love is here.” He looks at Eddie expecting to see him smiling but he’s sees a frown instead. Eddie doesn’t look at him when he says,

“I didn’t see Taylor arrive. Is she here?”

Oh yeah that. He hasn’t actually told Eddie yet has he.

“Um no” he says casually. He can see Eddie trying to process that, he’s adorable when he’s confused.

“But you just said.”

“I know what I said.” He replies also not looking as he confirms the news that Taylor is not here and that he’s worked out he doesn’t love her. There’s a pause, he can’t resist a quick look at Eddie so he catches it when it finally clicks.  Eddie says  “oh”  and Buck sees a smile flash across his face like quicksilver before he wipes it away. There and gone again, so quick Buck might have imagined it. He’s pretty sure he hadn’t though. There’s another moment of silence before Eddie asks the question good friends are supposed to in these circumstances.

“You ok?”

“Yup like I said everyone I love is here. I’m perfect.”

He should probably distract Eddie or he might get interrogated as to why he’s broken up with his girlfriend and that’s a conversation he’s not keen to have. He doesn’t like lying especially to Eddie and any explanation as to why he did what he did is going to reveal more than he’d like.

He can practically hear Eddie thinking, his mouth opens and he just knows the next sentence is going to start with why so Buck jumps in.

“Did you know the Ancient Greeks thought there were 7 types of love.”

Eddie’s expression changes instantly and settles into something softer as he says “No Buck I didn’t, but I guess I’m about to find out huh?” He thinks Eddie looks quite happy about it. No one else looks at him like that when he’s infodumping. It makes him feel warm all over.

“Well” Buck twists towards Eddie and leans in without thinking.

There’s philia that’s family love so like how I feel  for Maddie and Chim. Bobby and Athena too really and Hen. That’s for the people you love and trust cos you know they’ll always be there for you.

Eddie nods.

“All of  us have kinda got agape; that’s universal love for others, it’s why we do what we do, help people.”

And like Hen and Karen they’ve been together for years so they’ve got pragma that’s long lasting love, it’s just there warm and steady. But they’ve got eros too, that’s you know,  desire and stuff.”

Eddie chuckles “I guess Bobby and Athena have that if the firefighter role play is  anything to go by.”

“Eww I just told you they’re like my parents, why would you do that to me. It was bad enough first time round.” He shakes himself to clear the image and Eddie laughs.

“What else? That’s only five.”

He carries on “Well there’s ludus” he’s hoping to skim over the last two “that’s about sex without commitment, just for fun.” He doesn’t say that’s what he had with Taylor and that was why he’d ended it. He doesn’t say he wants something different from life now and that he’d thought he could find it with her but he'd been wrong.

Eddie purses his lips and nods “ok” that seems to be it, Eddie seems happy to move on from that one too.

“And there’s the love parents feel for their kids that’s called storge.”

“So what I feel for Chris and what Bobby feels for you?”

He can feel his cheeks heating “You and Chris yeah, for sure”  he looks over at Bobby, it’d be nice if Bobby felt like that. His thoughts must be written all over his face or maybe Eddie’s just good at reading him.

“I think he does” Eddie says gently, Buck shrugs the colour high in his cheeks.

“What about you and Chris?” Eddie asks. Buck hesitates, cheeks getting pinker by the second. He doesn’t know how he’s supposed to answer that. Which answer Eddie wants. He risks a look at him, he looks the same, smiling fondly. He waits and when Buck doesn’t answer he says “You're allowed to feel it you know, say it, if you want to.”

“Am I?” All his doubts are on show.

And the rest is on ao3 🩷

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[jennifer-jeong]

Fluff + Slight Angst | Wanderer x Reader “A Name of Your Own”

SUMMARY Giving him an actual name <3

CONTENT Fluff, little bit of angst, mentions of his past, CHARACTERS ARE 18+

AUTHOR NOTES I think it’s so funny that if you try to name him “Dottore” he says “you can’t be serious…” LMAOOO Basically this is what I named Wanderer and this is how I imagine he’d react to the situation hehe Another Wanderer fic for you pookie <3 @thepurestgirll

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“My own name…?” the confused anemo user asks albeit rhetorically.

You’re in the sunlit akademiya library in the process of choosing a name for Mr Kabukimono/Kunikuzushi/Balladeer/Scaramouche/Wanderer/Hat Guy and he wonders why it feels so strange. He hasn’t really had a name that he necessarily cherished. All were titles given to him that have some alternative meaning or intention behind them. But this time, it’d be a name just for the sake of a name. A name to call him by, a name with a meaning about his soul, not about his status or appearance.

“克仁” (romanized: Katsuhito)

You say the name with a stern look and a gentle smile. He looks up at you, your words pulling him out of his thoughts.

It took you a little bit of research and time to put it together but you decided on this: a meaningful name in his native language.

“I can’t really read the language… What does it mean?” he asks, confused, as you show him the characters.

“克 (Katsu) meaning ‘to overcome,’ and 仁 (Hito) meaning ‘compassionate.’” You explain while writing the symbols on paper, teaching him how to spell his name and how to pronounce it.

“I just thought it fit you pretty nicely. You’ve been through a lot and you’ve come out alive and even after all that… you still somehow have kindness in you. I think that’s what compassion for yourself and others truly is.” You say gently as you look at the paper.

You’re looking at the name but he’s looking at you, his eyes softening at your words and his eyebrows raise ever so slightly. His face reads a mix of surprise and melancholic happiness. He’s surprised that you have such nice things to say about him. He thought that you, the traveler, and Paimon would end up just messing with him when picking a name. But he’s pleasantly surprised and starts to wonder if he really deserves something so nice.

You’d already discussed the name with Nahida and the traveling duo and they loved it. They were also happy to see how much thought you put in it.

“Are you okay?” You ask, looking at him, once again pulling him out of his thoughts. He didn’t realize he was just staring at you instead of paying attention to the paper.

He blinks a few times and stutters out a shy “y-yeah… I just wanted to say… thank you.”

Your eyes widen and then close as you smile at him, “aw you don’t need to thank me, just enjoy your new name!”

He looks down bashfully, trying to conceal his emotions and appreciation. His heart is beating fast, he doesn’t really understand it, especially considering he doesn’t really have an organic one. But he seems to feel emotion the same way you do. This used to piss him off. But right now, he’s kind of glad he can feel this way. He’s glad you make him feel this way.

You’re also feeling bubbly. You’re happy he likes it and it feels like it was a moment for you two to bond. You test the waters a little bit more and say “I was also thinking your nickname could be something like ‘Hito!’”

He blushes ever so slightly as he meets your eyes again. “That sounds…” he stops himself from saying “cute” and opts for “nice” instead.

He was usually pretty irritable and always wore an annoyed look, but because this was important and brought up a lot of emotion at the thought of his old names, he was pretty serious. He was vulnerable. But you didn’t hurt him. He would always remember that.

“Okay! Then it’s settled. Let’s go get some dinner, Hito.” You chime.

“Sounds good…” he replies, uncharacteristically quiet.

You don’t pry though, you know he’s only recently been introduced to the idea of living a life of his own, uncontrolled directly by someone. You figure that this talk about names also brought up unsavory memories.

But he was no longer a puppet to be used. He was just him, and he’d forever be grateful to the people who made that possible.

He watched you jog ahead of him, out of the library and into the sunset. The golden light illuminating your hair and outfit as it flowed in the breeze. You called out to him, telling him how the weather was lovely.

He smiled.

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[nanaslutt]

hi nana!! i want to say that i am somewhat new here and that you're my favorite author!! i really like how you write toji specifically, it feels very unique compared to how most people write him and makes me love toji even more! maybe it comes down to a preference, because i am very picky about how people write some chatacters. i am also very happy you're one of the few people who write for shiu and uraume!! i love these two to death, as well as even the slightest the toji&shiu and sukuna&uraume interactions/mentions :D

but but but! i wanted to say that i really admire and look up to your writing, your posts make me inspired everytime and overall you're a very fun person! i hope you never stop writing, you're very good at it >o<

im very sorry this message is getting too long, but i had a few questions.

1. who is the hardest to write for?

2. what character you will (probably) never write for?

3. are there any writing tips you can share? perhaps it's some tips you've got from someone? or maybe tips you figured out yourself?

i'm sending you my best regards :))

thank you so much :( i’m like you and tend to be really picky about how characters are written so i’m very glad i write toji in a way you like <3 AND YESSS uraume is the loml and shiu is a cutiepie so i have to include them in my stuff ^.^

i find myself being rly into unpopular characters and unpopular ships or pairings which i why u see those kinds of characters for me :3

1. believe it or not, geto. i try to make his personality a mix of his student personality and his cannon adult one, but sometimes ill try to imagine what his personality would be like if he didn’t become a curse user so it sometimes gets hard

2. mahito. i never wanna write for him ever, i despise him and rewatching jjk now im realizing i don’t even think he’s attractive at all

3. hmm the only thing i can suggest is to try and drag out intimate scenes and be descriptive in what the characters are doing (overall) so ur readers are never confused on what their position is or where their hands are lol

[shinakazami1]

TFTBL GAMEPLAY NOTES: EP 1 (Zer0 Sum)

my good pal @astralflumph let me watch them play my fav game and since I was curious on which side Rhys smiled more, I decided to take notes in general. Hope someone will enjoy this!

RHYS:

Side smiles: right-tilted 21 ; left 13

General - Drolls when he sleeps - He gets sad when Sasha says she doesn't trust his face :( - He can be the one trying to warm Sasha up to him - pinky promise and "we're best friends" after lending her your stun baton. - In his imagination with August, he tears the guy's heart with his normal hand. The same happens earlier when he punches a bandit with his normal hand before using the stun baton. Either his arm is expensive he never thought of using it for harder tasks, or it might be a fresh thing. - Jack comments on Rhys being a code monkey the moment he is plugged in. He might have gotten already merged with Rhys a bit.

Vaughn: - He seems open to Vaughn's therapy idea if only they have the money. Hope CEO Rhys has it,, - Rhys' first instinct while talking to Vasquez is to protect his friends. It's the second dialogue option that lets you consider betraying Vaughn. Rhys also gets the promotion to make THEIR life better. Friendship is essential to him, though the player can choose how important it is. - Vaughn is good with motorbikes. Prob drove a bit before going to Helios.

Work on Hyperion: - Hyperion is the only job he has. As he is prob 27 like Vaughn - and we know he went to college, he might have also been in university. - He got a new haircut to fit in. Wish we had some art to compare,, - Rhys worked for Henderson for 3 years. Seems not to like him, as his only comment about the guy is losing the nice suit - Rhys got to meet Nakayama - thinks of him as an asshole - The last log in this episode from Handsome Jack is about the Atlas Logo: edited by HJ69 342 days ago. Jack died less than a year ago. - Besides stealing the money, Rhys also broke the user agreement while modifying the Loader Bot. Ugh Oh! - He and Vaughn had some project related to an eridian mine. - When Vaughn suggests getting wine for their celebratory lunch, Rhys seems confused. Man of some taste for sure. This made me realise we see Felix and August and some NPCs drink beer, but no one else throughout the games. Tho tell me if I'm wrong. - "I'll name my firstborn loader bot. Prob not" Sure, robot dad.

Planets: - Rhys has some property on one of Eden's (tried to give the offer to the stranger). In this episode, Eden 6 ( August: Marcus said it's nice) and 7 (Vaughn says it's a nice vacation spot) are mentioned. - In the Van, there is a Dionysus poster that Fiona and the gang want to go to. It's Lilith's home planet. Dionysus is also God of Tragedy. Ouch.

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FIONA

General: - The con is their biggest yet. - Only Fiona has the posters. Either she keeps on covering for Sasha, or she is the one who keeps doing the harder work and being exposed. However, the Echo Eye scan suggests she still is packing a lot of crime stories. - Maliwan might be their fav company: Sasha uses 2 of their guns, and 22% of Fiona's jacket are of Maliwan material. - Sasha has a bandaid on her splashscreen. Seeing the different layers of clothing, she might have some wounds hidden behind them. - Sasha recognises immediately Rhys' Echo Eye. Either there are more people with them, and she saw them on Pandora, or her being a gun freak means she read about them. Either is interesting. - Sasha is said to be a horrid shot. And based on the amount of shots it took her to finally hit all the skags (at least 20 shots), I would say y e a h. Same with the alpha skag.

August: - He met with Vasquez a few times. - He has a good memory and knows his way around the business (pretending to be stupid), gets rapid in romance (doesn't listen to Sasha at first, only later considering something is wrong; when it turns out to be a con, he mostly screams words, saying her name). Lack of emotional intelligence ig - Has some connections with Marcus (talk about Eden-6) - WHY DID HE BRUSH BLOOD OFF FIONA'S CHEEK THO EWWWW

Felix: - Immediately, as he hears gunshots, he runs to the Purple Skag bar to check if Fiona is okay. He cares, in his weird ways - He might be pushing even more responsibility on Fiona, as she's the older sister. Maybe that's why she's the one who got the poster.

Bossanova uses voice modulator.

[canyouhearthelight]

Not the Chosen One, Ch. 12: Do No Harm - And Sometimes, Do Good.

For anyone who has found this story and doubted where I stand on trans issues, I am happy to say this will clear things up: I will NOT stand for transphobia. That being said, I am very much open to feedback on how I handle it in writing, being that I am not, myself, trans. I do pass my work through several people who are trans, but more voices mean more knowledge. HOWEVER: I will not tolerate any sort of hate, criticism, or vitriol against the trans community. Full stop. They are already living a more complicated existence than most of us can imagine (let's be real, they're <10% of the population, on the high end). I refuse to invite people to make that even more complicated.

All that said, shout outs to my beta-readers, @baelpenrose and @writing-with-olive for helping me with this chapter and with your feedback around Taji, just from a general "what I wish a healthcare provider would do" standpoint. May all our providers be as conscientious as Taji :)

Dexter was fluffy again by the time we walked the dozen or so steps to Taji’s clinic, not even bothering to hide under the hoodie.  Without so much as knocking, I opened the door and gestured Trey in. “She isn’t expecting us, as far as I know, but she is alerted when people enter the building.”

“And whether they are mundane or magical,” a soothing alto intoned from the direction of the hallway. “Thanks to your sister, of course. Hello, Stefanie.”

“She sent me a list of questions about the wards,” I admitted, clasping the proffered hands. “We can go over it after.”

Warm, dry hands squeezed mine gently before one patted my cheek. “You’re doing better, I see.”

“It’s a marathon, not a race,” I chanted as her eyes crinkled happily.

“Precisely.” One more pat to the cheek and I was released. Her eyes turned to Trey. “Which means this young man is likely the reason you are here.  What is your name, sir?”

Trey flushed at being immediately addressed as a young man. “Um, it’s…. I’m Trey.”

Taji nodded firmly. “A good name. And what brings you here?”

After some sputtering and a frantic stare in my direction - one which only earned him a head tilt to indicate he needed to tell her himself - he managed to blurt out a response. “I woke up with facial hair this morning but I didn’t have any when I went to bed last night and it’s an awful lot to not have noticed any yesterday and Stef didn’t notice it and neither did Benji, so it’s new and….”  He petered out his explanation and gestured to his face helplessly.

“Hmmm sudden hair growth is usually glandular in humans,” Taji murmured while frowning.  “I do need to ask a few questions to rule out other causes, however. Do not worry, they are yes or no.”

“Do we - do we need to go into like, an exam room, or something?” Trey stammered.

“We can if you would be more comfortable, but these are simply questions so I know what tests I may need to do. Non-invasive, I promise.”

After glancing at me again and receiving a reassuring nod, Trey sighed. “Okay. You can ask.”

Taji straightened with a smile that did not quite reach her eyes due to how focused she was on her task. “Have you been bitten in the last thirty days or four weeks by an animal? It doesn’t matter if it was magical or not.”

“No?” he answered, confused.

I could see her brain check something off a list. “And have you been around any magic users except myself, Stefanie, or Benji?”

“Yes,” Trey answered slowly. “You, Dexter, and I’m not sure about the guy who drove us here.”

The thoroughness of his answer earned a genuine grin from the healer, and an encouraging nod. “And do you recall if you angered any of those people?”

He looked like he had sniffed something rancid. “No! Of course not. I barely know you or whatshisbucket, Stef and Benji are super patient and… Wait. Dex did scratch me?” He held up his hand to show the damage.

Damage that was gone like it never existed.  “Wait - “ I started.

“I did hurt the child,” Dex swore seriously. “I was under the influence of a magical item of yet-unknown origin or purpose, and I scratched his hand.”

Taji’s head swivelled towards Dexter. “Did you use your teeth? And whether you did or not, did you draw blood?”

“No and yes.”

“And there have not been any other magical creatures on the property?”

“Between myself and Benji? Absolutely not. I am the only thing to harm this child within the last ten days, I put that on my power and my pride.”

Despite not knowing much about supernatural beings and magic, Trey clearly got the seriousness of Dex’s oath - one hand gripped my wrist so hard I thought he might accidentally break it. There would definitely be bruises that I would never let him see.

The ever unflappable healer simply nodded before turning back to Trey. “I need to do a simple examination first. Do not worry, I only need to touch your hands, if that is alright with you.”

“Just my hands?” Trey sounded terribly confused, and I couldn’t blame him.

“Like she did when she greeted me,” I assured him. “That’s all she is going to do. All you feel is her touching your hands, squeezing them a bit, and her hands aren’t even cold.”

The realization that it really was that simple led to a typical teenage eyeroll. “Oh, that’s all?” He held his hands out, palm up, relaxed.

“Perfect,” Taji encouraged him, clasping his hands. After a few seconds and another reassuring smile, she released them. “No accidental curses,” she assured. “I do need to ask one more question and do one more test.  Let’s step away from the front door for this one, though.”

I nodded calmly, although it never boded particularly well when she needed to do a second test.  Nonetheless, I confidently ushered Trey to follow her into a clean, well lit room off the hallway.  Inside, there was a couch, a bench, and a chair.  Dex had no hesitation in taking up the entire windowsill, which was bathed in sunshine streaming from the backyard.

“You can sit anywhere,” I advised Trey when I realized this was the room she used for very simple follow up tests.

“Indeed,” she confirmed. “I simply need to ask one question that you may not want overheard and do one test that you may want privacy for.  But you will not even need to disrobe.”

Trey hesitantly sat on the bench, not relaxing enough to go for the couch but leaving space for Dex or myself as needed. “Okay?”

“I would like to remind you that there is no curse or nefarious magic causing the facial hair,” she stated slowly. “However, humans are still human, and sudden growth or loss of hair is typically glandular, as I said initially.” She paused until Trey nodded, then continued. “The initial examination did not give me clear answers, so I need to check glands that secrete hormones specific to biological gender expression.  For that, I need to know if I am looking for a uterus and ovaries or for testes.”

Trey’s arm darted out and my wrist was grabbed again. I didn’t even look down to his face to confirm his panic - he simply did not know this adult well enough to explain, and had been so pleased when she referred to him as male from the outset. In his stead, I responded. “He has ovaries and a uterus.”

It was all just mechanics to Taji, and her crisp nod was exactly what I had expected. She gestured towards Trey’s stomach. “I need to touch your stomach for this next test. If that is okay with you, please simply lift your shirt so I can - only to the bottom of your sternum, I do not need to examine your chest.  You may sit or stand as you feel most comfortable with.”

Trey blinked as he processed everything that had just happened, then turned towards me, eyes on the floor. “Stef….”

“OOP!” I yelped, pivoting to face away. “Is this good enough, or would you like me to leave the room?”

“That’s fine.”

I stood, humming to myself for a few minutes.

“Okay, you can turn back around,” he announced.

When I did, Taji looked thoughtful, tapping her chin before addressing me directly. “And neither you nor Benji used any magic on him?”

I shook my head in confusion. “How? I influence plants, Benji builds wards.  At most, she could ward him? How would that cause this?”

“It would not,” she confirmed. “And Dexter, you did not use any magic on him?”

“I certainly did not,” he scoffed, offended.

Taji clapped her hands abruptly. “Stefanie, Dexter, I would like for you both to leave the room so that I may discuss what I found with Trey.  Once we have covered all his concerns, you will be allowed back in if he wishes.”

As concerned as I was, I put on a brave face so that Trey would not be worried.  Instead, I headed out of the exam room door, tossing an ‘I told you so’ over my shoulder as I left.  Once I was absolutely certain that I had eyes on Dexter and he was in the hallway with me, I sat on the floor while I waited.

It took an entire thirty seconds for Dexter to pull himself in his ‘self righteous’ pose, tail covering his front feet. “He isn’t dying.”

“Taji would have spotted that a mile away,” I confirmed. “Besides, he’s healthier now than he was when he showed up.”

“I know.”

Liar.

Finally, an eternity and twenty minutes later, the door to the exam room opened. Taji’s hand gestured for us to enter. “Trey has given consent to share what we have learned with you, but requested I not call Benji on speaker as he would like to see her face when she finds out the news.”

Anxiety flooded my system, followed almost immediately by joy at the shit-eating grin on Trey’s face. “Miss Taji says my body is starting to secrete testosterone on its own, with no cancerous reasons or cysts.”

The thud of my tailbone hitting the floor hurt my ears almost as much as it hurt my butt. “Wait. What does that mean.”

Taji waved at Trey vaguely. “Trey is turning himself into the man he always was, apparently.  It’s being done on a cellular level, likely with magical influence, but it’s so trace I cannot identify the source.  Which usually means it’s being done subconsciously.”

“Trey has magic….”

“Nothing strong enough to test for, but yes. All signs indicate that this is self-driven, and benign.”

“Benign?” I asked incredulously. “BENIGN!?” I leapt to my feet, staggering as my tailbone complained. “This is amazing!”

No sooner had I steadied myself than I took a teenager to the abdomen, and what little breath I had after impact was squeezed out by the hug that followed.  It took a few minutes for both of us to catch our breaths, but Trey recovered first.

“How long do you think it will take until Aunt Benji makes a Pinocchio joke?”

“Pinocchio?”

He stepped back, a sly grin on his face. “Because ‘I’m a REAL boy!’”

Dexter turned and flicked his tail imperiously. “That is a terrible joke. Utterly tasteless.”

“You’re just jealous you didn’t think of it!”

“I admit nothing!”

[patfr8]

MAGIC CANDY RANT

First of all, I’m kinda mad that there hasn’t been any Magic Candy lore since Cookie Odyssey. Not even for Crystal Jams (if I’m wrong about that, please tell me). Anyway, rant time.

We know MC are made with the power of the Soul Jam and Resonant Ingredients (as well as other things in gameplay). And I have a hc that the moment an Ancient Hero awakens, the MC made by that Soul Jam is stronger. Now this hc only works if the MC are made by different Soul Jams. There’s two ways to go through this: made by Soul Jams or made by the crystals (which are influenced by the SJ)

If made by the crystals, this can also go two ways: the crystals are influenced by the power or by the color. By power it would go like this: strength is influenced by HB, swiftness is influenced by DC and arcane is influenced by PV. By color you would just have to switch PV and DC.

If made directly by Soul Jams (aka by lore) the power depends on the original user. The MC are made by the different Soul Jams depending usually on their ‘nationality’ and closeness to the kingdoms (I’ve made a chart). Most MC are made by PVs Soul Jam bc he literally lives where the MCs are being made. As for WL, some MC are made by her Soul Jam while others (Cookies of Darkness) are made by DEs power (kinda corrupted versions maybe? Weaker bc it’s not real soul jam? Who knows)

As I said, the moment an ancient awakens, the MC made by that Soul Jam is stronger, kinda like an upgraded or awakened version of them. I also hc that when a MC is made the new owner needs some training (preferably from an Ancient) until they can fully control it, so I imagine the user getting surprised by the new amount of power that comes from it.

The legendaries get their Crystal Jam from the fragments of light from HBs Soul Jam that combine with their power, hence why it’s so difficult to get the shards. (I only added the ones we have rn to the chart bc all of them would go to the same place)

As for Super Epics, we do not know if they will have them, nor we do with Pitaya or the special cookies. Common and rare will not get any, and anyone gets one, probably the main cast or just GingerBrave.

Also, when a Beast interacts with a MC user, they can kinda feel the power coming out of it. Yes, Mystic Flour felt Caramel Arrow’s MC. Eternal Sugar also felt Wildberry’s. High chance they are just confused as of how this is posible. (Could you imagine how SM would react if he saw one? Insanity probably)

Here’s the chart, color coded of which Soul Jam would give the power to each Magic Candy [DATE: MAY 2025] (chart may be updated) (the willing followers of the beasts are given theirs by DE/ the beasts themselves if they ever found out how it’s done; the others are just WL lol) (Only epics and owners of crystal jam):

[blankie-greenie-anon]

Something I'm not clear on yet is whether Li Yunxiang has a spirit of his own, or is his and Nezha's spirit one and the same? (Like the Avatars in The Last Airbender and The Legend of Korra)

New Gods: Yang Jian expands a bit on the huge auras that characters can call out in battle—it's called Split-Body Magic, and you don't need to be a god or immortal to pull it off. The auras seem to be a physical manifestation of the user's magic. I wonder if it's right to say it's a form of astral projection.

Back to Yunxiang, he's the only character who's calling upon the spirit of his past life, unlike everyone else whose aura is basically a giant version of themselves in armor and with longer hair. That's why I'm confused on whether or not that means Yunxiang's soul is literally Nezha. And I'm really hoping for the answer to be no because it'd be so cool to see a giant aura version of Yunxiang with his mecha-armor, dual-spears, and bike.

Imagine this—Yunxiang learns how to let Nezha take control of his body so he can sprout six arms and three faces to wield his Astras to the fullest, but in the end, Nezha alone isn't enough, so he decides to call upon Yunxiang's spirit to lend a hand. And just like when Nezha was the aura, Yunxiang doesn't always do as Nezha wants. Nezha yells at him to deal the killing blow on the enemy, and Yunxiang just frowns judgmentally and vanishes.