#I DONT KNOW it was just bizarre but just now i realized when i went in to edit coyotestory it allowed me to edit THIS main coyotestory

[literaila]

Hey, I don’t know what you make of love triangles but I’ve always wondered how Typical Family would look like if reader once had a “not so obvious” crush on Geto and the two almost looked like a couple except Geto only saw her as a friend and Satoru doesn’t actually start to “see” reader until he sees how broken up she is after Geto’s betrayal. Kind of looks like the thing between Sasuke/Sakura/Naruto (ahem Except Sakura takes the less toxic path). You don’t have to indulge in this nor does it have to be canon to your original story but I’m just curious 🌚

now i dont think satoru was ever jealous of suguru because 1. suguru is all-knowing and 2. suguru is a literal big brother to you and there is only platonic admiration there.

but. you know who satoru is jealous of? nanami kento.

okay, there’s really no arguing—the boy needs a haircut.

he also needs to stop letting you hang off of him, and taking you out to dinner (because you find his interest in food a bit bizarre, and funny), and making you laugh all of the goddamn time.

satoru may be the strongest, the prettiest—but he has the disadvantage of being older than you. it’s not often yaga sends the two of you somewhere together—or any of the first years with the seconds.

and it’s just not fair, okay?

the only reason you even train with satoru is because he’s the only person who can see your technique, the only one who has a fair fight.

in fact, the only reason satoru gets to hang out with you at all is because you like everyone else. your classmates like suguru and shoko—and tolerate satoru.

and maybe it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth when he sees you standing a little bit too close to nanami. maybe it makes him feel like his world could collapse—disappear—right in front of him.

he does not want to endure being subjected to your schoolgirl crush on a boy who can’t even be bothered to cut his hair. and what would you see in him anyway? are brown eyes preferable to his outer-worldly blue ones? is satoru’s hair just not yellow enough?

…is nanami your type?

all of this to say, it’s definitely not satoru’s fault that he just accidentally threw nanami across the courtyard.

it’s the boys fault, obviously, for daring you to wish him good luck, for saying something so funny before they began that his smug face is still so pleased from making you laugh.

it’s not satoru’s fault.

but he does realize his mistake when instead of aweing over him like he’d wanted—you rush to nanami.

satoru is standing there, a rare frown on his face, looking down at his hands like they’re going to give him some answers.

“are you taking your anger out on the first years, now?” suguru asks, dryly, looking over to where you’re checking nanami’s pupillary response.

“don’t know what you’re talking about,” satoru grumbles, feeling even more betrayed.

what does that kid offer than he can’t?

“you know you could just talk to her, right? you don’t need to beat nanami up to prove a point.”

“if he wasn’t so weak i wouldn’t have—“

and then you’re walking back to them, nanami’s arm slung over your back as you half carry him. his face is already puffing up. “where’s shoko?”

you give him a look with unbridled rage. satoru can already feel the scolding coming on.

“i think she had a meeting with yaga, or something,” satoru answers, giving you his best innocent look.

it does nothing.

suguru inspects nanami. “do you need help?”

“no,” you frown at the boy hanging on you and sigh. “i’m taking him to the infirmary. i don’t know where yu went, but if you see him will you tell him that we left?”

“sure.”

suguru nudges satoru. “uh, yeah. we’ll tell him.”

you nod sternly at them both. “thank you.”

and then you’re walking away, even closer to nanami than you were before.

satoru is already pouting. it doesn’t take much.

“you’re stupid, you know that?”

“he asked me to—!”

“he wanted to learn. not get a concussion for no reason.”

satoru waves a hand. “he wont even remember it tomorrow.”

suguru is smirking at him, looking like he knows something that satoru doesn’t. “because he has brain damage?”

“because shoko will heal him.”

suguru only shakes his head. “i’m going to find haibara. he probably got lost again.”

satoru nods but remains there, with his arms crossed.

seriously, nanami kento of all people?

*

meanwhile, you’re lugging kento up onto one of the tables in the infirmary, feeling like you should’ve forced gojo to carry him the whole way.

you would’ve—if the sight of him didn’t make you want to rip your hair out.

…for a multitude of reasons, of course.

“okay. you okay? how’s your head?”

“bruised.”

you snort, pushing his hair back so you can see the black eye that’s already developing. at least it won’t get the chance to turn purple, you think.

“i’m sorry. i don’t know why gojo did that.”

kento laughs, leaning again away from your hand. you wonder if it’s his possible concussion, or if what you said was really all that funny.

you’ve only gotten him to laugh like… three times.

“you can tell him that i’m not interested in stealing you away.”

“gojo?”

he nods.

“why would i tell him that?”

nanami’s eyes closed. he looks like he’s aged years in the last hour. “are you naturally ignorant, or are you trying to distract me?”

you cross your arms. “what do you mean?”

“whatever’s going on between you and that white haired freak, just leave me out of it.”

“going on? there’s nothing going on. gojo is just an idiot—“

“seems like it’s spreading.”

“are you sure you’re okay, ken? i think you’re going crazy.”

nanami sighs. you can practically see his eyes rolling under his eyelids. “where’s shoko?”

you look around, biting your lip. “i don’t know… i thought she’d be here by now. i’ll go check the classrooms.”

he nods.

“don’t fall asleep, okay? i mean it.”

“just hurry.”

and you turn around the door, more questions running through your head than when you walked in.

*

satoru is still standing there, contemplating his life choices (of which there have been few) when you’re running back across the courtyard.

but you slow as you near him, your eyes filled with intent.

and maybe he was waiting for this.

“you asshole,” you say, hitting him on the shoulder—which he allows because any moment of you touching him is one that satoru wants to savor. “what were you thinking?”

he stands there, completely still, for just a moment more. you’re here now. with him. who’s with nanami then?

still, he shrugs. “i just forgot how weak he was.”

“oh, you forgot? you forgot that it was training and kento isn’t some special grade curse you—“

“is he dead?”

“what? why would you say that?”

“if he was really a special grade curse he’d already be dead.”

“you’re so arrogant,” you grind out, shaking your head at him. “and reckless! kento probably has a concussion.”

“then why aren’t you looking after him?”

“i—what?”

“why are you here yelling at me,” satoru gestures to himself, a grin forming on his face. “instead of making sure that he’s okay?”

“i—“ your mouth opens. then closes. “i went to go look for shoko and i didn’t think that you…” you shake your head again, frowning.

satoru just smiles at you.

he likes you a bit flushed and angry anyway.

“stop smiling at me like that!”

“what? i’m not allowed to smile now?”

“no. after today you’re not allowed to do anything. you’re lucky i’m such a good person or else you’d be six feet under—“

“you expect me to believe that you would actually kill me?”

“if i didn’t have a moral obligation, yes.”

satoru laughs.

“shut up,” you say, hitting him again. “i’m angry enough that i could do it.”

he shakes his head, slinging his arm around your shoulder. he has to make up for all of the time that nanami got to cling to you—has to repossess this, or he might go insane.

“that’s not why i’m laughing.”

“get off of me.”

“you wouldn’t kill me,” satoru whispers, right in your ear, delighting in a shiver that you can’t hold back. “even if you could. you like me too much to do it.”

you push him off of you, scowling. “i do not like you—“ you insist, only slightly breathless. “you just beat up my friend for no reason.”

“friend?”

you scoff, crossing your arms and looking up at satoru like he’s a demon sent straight from hell—just to torment you.

have you ever looked at nanami like that?

no, satoru thinks, you haven’t.

“yes, friend,” you repeat, rolling your eyes, “i know you’re unfamiliar with the concept but really. why is everyone acting so weird today?”

satoru’s grin is almost blinding. there’s no one else you get so worked up over. no one else who you would pause just to yell at.

“c’mon,” he says, instead of answering. he pushes himself back onto you, pulling you close by your waist. “i’ll look for shoko with you. you can tell me about how much you like me on the way.”

“gojo satoru, i will still murder you—“

[soyaei]

hello!! would you be comfortable writing about high school nanami? just as you were about to confess your feelings to him, a series of bizarre events unfolded, derailing your plans and leading to unexpected consequences 🤩

Hey… Can i tell you something?

highschoolau!nanami kento x female reader

not proofread so please forgive for the grammar mistakes or some spelling mistakes.

Nanami was popular with the girls, and that includes you. Except… you were actually kind of getting the vip treatment from him. He was never really interested in talking with the girls who were squealing over him. The girls were crazy over him, and you were too. But you weren’t really showing that craziness of yours because you actually know what shame is.

To get straight to the point, you were Nanami’s classmate. Sure, nothing that special. But the thing is, Nanami’s english is… a bit bad, but not horrible. And you, you could say you speak english like its your mother tongue language. So maybe thats the reason Nanami wanted you to be his outside of school english teacher. A lot of his fangirls knew this and boy you never would imagine the day you would get so many jealous looks.

But aside from that, Nanami actually sometimes ask you to hangout with him without any special occasion, he claims it to be a thanks and all but in the inside, he just wanted to spend some time with you. He himself didn’t know why he was feeling it or knew how to explain the feeling.

Days turn by weeks, weeks turn by months and months turn by years. Your feelings towards Nanami has increased and you have been his very close classmate for 3 years now, and for that 3 years you had to fight the urge to yell your feelings towards him, to express how you really felt about him. But knowing that he was already tired of his fangirls and he probably hangout with you because he thought you might be the only girl that doesn’t have a crush on him, you stopped yourself.

But today was different, today… you were going to confess. You prayed that this wouldn’t affect your friendship and if he didn’t like you back, you at least hope that he wouldn’t avoid you.

The bell rings, it was finally time for lunch. You sat up, took you wallet and went to Nanami’s desk. “Hey, Kento, we should go sit at the bench near the field. I heard no one uses it! The surrounding there must be relaxing, i’m sure you’ll like it.” You said, not realizing that you forgot to breathe while talking.

“Okay then, im fine with sitting anywhere. I’ll just go to the canteen to get some foo-“

“Kento!!!”

Oh no, a fangirl! You’re definitely getting side eyed. The fangirl, named (someone you dont like), caged her arms with Nanami’s. Nanami immediately backed off and told her to not touch him without consent again. Kind of like scolding, typical Kento Nanami.

“Don’t be mad!!! When we’re dating, I won’t need to ask before touching you, so you have to get used to it!!!” When she said that, you clenched your fist, wishing you could just smack down her right here and right now.

Nanami, on the other hand, made a disgusted face. The girl was used to it so she wasn’t offended. She laughed it off instead. “Oh, Kento, your so cute when you do that face! You should do it to Y/n too, didn’t she just asked you to go to that bench near the field? No one is around there, you know. Who knows if she’s planning to lay hands on you.” You clenched your fist harder, you wanted to say something but Nanami calmed you down by patting you back. Seems like he knew you were about to say the most sassiest comeback to the girl but stopped you right there to not cause a scene.

Nanami gave you a sign to run out of the door together by looking at you and then the door. You nodded slowly and counted 3 to 1 with your fingers. As it reached 1 and the girl distracted by yapping about whatever she had in mind to say to Nanami, you two immediately ran to the door, getting out of the class and ran to the cafeteria. You managed to run without getting caught by a teacher or the principal. You two tried to catch up with your breathe when you two arrived at the canteen.

“Better hurry up before she gets here.”

You and Nanami were finally at your destination, the bench near the field that didn’t get much attention because it was a bit far away from the canteen. Making the place’s surrounding being peaceful.

“It feels nice here. I hope we won’t get disturbed.”

Nanami said. Nanami was calm but you were the opposite. Well, you were collected on the outside but in the inside you were really stressing out. You guys are alone, nows the chance! Your going to confess! You can’t believe it!

“Hey… Can i tell you something?” You asked to Nanami. He nodded to reassure you that you should continue. As soon as you were about to tell him you feelings, the girl from before and her gang came out of nowhere with phones recording both you and Nanami. For some reason, you felt extremely exposed. You could be naked right now and you wouldn’t feel this exposed and embarrassed.

“Hey, look at this guys! The girl who thinks shes so better than everyone because Kento is her ‘bEsT fRiEnD’ is going to confess her feelings!” (the name of someone you hate) said out loudly, catching some people’s attention while recording the scene with her phone.

“Does she think she has a chance just because shes Kento’s friend?”

“Probably, i wouldn’t test my luck if i was her.”

“Shes embarrassing herself.”

“Why would anyone confess empty handed? At least offer him some chocolate while at it.”

“He probably never liked her and is just her friend to do her a favor for being his english teacher..”

The whispers of peoples gossip was louder than anyone’s scream to you. You never felt this humiliated.

“Y/n, sorry.” Kento said out of nowhere.

“Hu-“ before you could even finish your sentence, Nanami grabbed your hand and pulled you to a near classroom that no one was in.

When you two arrived, Nanami closed the door and tried to catch up with his breathe.

"Nanami... I-" You tried to say something, but because you were out of breathe, you could barely let any words out of your mouth. "Y/n, please sit down first. No need to rush." Nanami said as he lead you to a seat.

When you finally calmed down, Nanami reassures you to continue what you wanted to say when you were rudely interrupted by (the name of someone you hate). "I... you know what, nevermind. I will tell you tomorrow." When you said, Nanami raised one of his eyebrows. But then he thought to himself, it was probably something important and you don't have the mood to say it anymore since who knows if that girl is still watching.

"All right then. I'll wait. It doesn't have to be tomorrow, you can tell me later if you want too." Nanami tells you.

The next day comes, at you two were at the same location you were at yesterday. Except, you could confirm that no one is watching since school is over. You and Nanami often walked to home together so he was fine with you wanting to stay here for a bit. "So, what did you want to tell me yesterday? You said you'd tell me it today." Nanami breaks the silence.

"O-Oh! Right, I almost forgot about that since the breeze is so calming today... heh...But anways... i want to... tell you... that..."

Oh god, here it goes. Your going to say it! You had to wait for the right moment for three years! Without realizing, your face was heating up. You wasted no time and stood up, facing Nanami and tell him what you have always wanted to say...

"Nanami! I like you! I... I have liked you even before we became friends." ...Silence.

"I...I thought-"

"He doesn't like you back, give up!" Oh. My. GOD. IT'S THE GIRL FROM BEFORE. WHY IS SHE HERE, HOW DID SHE KNOW WE WERE HERE, AND WHY IS SHE RECORDING!!!

"And... post. Heh, have fun getting gossipped tomorrow, Y/n!" (the name of someone you hate) then runs away. You feel so embarrassed right now. You don't want to listen to what she just said but what if she's right? What did Nanami wanted to say? He thought what? He thought that i was different from other girls in this school so i wouldn't like him in a romantic way?! Just as you thought that mindset to yourself. You took your bagpack from the bench and ran away, not realizing your eyes are already tearing up. Nanami just watched the scene unfolds as he was too shocked to do anything right now.

The next day arrives, and you tried your best to ignore the stuff people are saying about the confession you made yesterday. As if your not feeling worse that Nanami probably doesn't like you back and wouldn't want to be your friend anymore. Class was just normal, and in two hours it's already lunch break. You didn't feel like eating so you planned on just staying at the field. As you tried to calm yourself down and tell yourself that it's okay if Nanami doesn't like you back, someone pushed you shoulder harshly, but it didn't make you fall down.

"What's up lonely girly? What chu doing? And where's your closeeee friendddd" (the name of someone you hate) said to you in a high pitched voice and whining at the end of her sentence to annoy you more. What did you do? You... just... well... listened to whatever she wanted to tell you. You seriously had no energy to even make a facial expression or even care about your surrounding.

"Hey." A familiar voice interrupts. It's Nanami! What was he doing here? To also bully you? When you saw Nanami walking towards you, you immediately stood up and tried to walk away. Nanami grabs your wrist to stop you. And you just let it happen. You mentally prepared yourself to hear what he wanted to say.

"Y/n... I..." Nanami says nervously. (the name of someone you hate) took out her phone before you knew it to record the scene, expecting Nanami to say he didn't like you back.

"I-I-I... I like you too!!!" Nanami shouted out, not too loud but loud enough for the surrounding to hear it, to make sure that Nanami actually felt the same way. "If this is to not make people gossip about me, you can take it back." Now, because Nanami shouted out those four words people at school are interested to hear, a few students were watching you two.

"No...I... Y/n." Nanami said as he held both of your hands to turn you around and look at him. Cupping your cheeks, wiping yours tears with his thumb. "Y/n. I never had a friend this close in my life, Not to mention a girl. I was never interested in dating this whole time but you changed my mindset. When i first met you i just felt like i always want to be close with you. I didn't understand why i felt that way and now... when you confessed... I finally understand why. I like you too, Y/n... I like you too."

Everyone who was watching the scene cheered, well, almost everyone. (the name of someone you hate) and a few of Nanami's fangirls weren't happy. You can't believe this, he actually liked you back! You pinched yourself to makek sure you weren't just dreaming and Nanami chuckled at your actions. He pulled you in a hug, and finally... he did something that made the cheering louder and something that made your face heat up, he kissed you. Not too long since he's a shy boy with romantic stuff, and your glad since you also didn't want to kiss for too long since people were watching. No words could express how you feel right now, this was truly a dream come true.

[stevie-petey]

could we get a blurb of one day steve went and visited her at work, just some goood friendly and fun banter and friendship and maybe accidental flirting while he helps her out and hangs around? 🫶

hi anon that i have zero clue who u are you !! and yes, i CAN give u a cute lil happy blurb

enjoy <3

“lets play two truths and one lie.”

you roll your eyes at steve. “didnt i tell you to quietly stack some books while i arrange the shelves?”

“but im bored,” he groans, following you as you straighten some books and start setting up a new display area.

“youre the one who insists on coming here every day. it’s summer now. go get some sun.”

steve blinks. “but youre in here.”

“and?”

“itd be boring without you, too.” he says, his face open and sweet as always. his candor is still something you arent used to. theres never anything hidden within his words.

you poke steves chest. “you need to figure out what you want, buddy.”

he grabs the hand thats poked him and tugs you close. “i wanna play two truths and one lie.”

he bats his eyes at you and your stomach flutters. youre insanely close to him now, hes still holding your hand, and he now rests his other hand on the small of your back in a way that makes you shiver in the june humidity. this close, you can see all the freckles that dot across his pretty face.

“i…” your words catch in your throat, which steve smirks at. sometimes you think he does these things purposefully, that he likes seeing you blush.

you pull away, not wanting to think too deeply into things. “fine. you go first, though.”

“yes!” steve does a happy dance, fist bumps the air, and then seems to remember that youre still there. he regains his composure and clears his throat. “okay. my first kiss was interrupted by her dad walking in and seeing us, im scared of the dark, and i was obsessed with frogs when i was younger.”

youre surprised by steves choices. theyre all so wildly random and bizarre. you think for a moment, stumped. he definitely seems like the type to be caught by a father, and what little kid doesnt love frogs?

“you’re not scared of the dark?” you finally guess.

steve cheers. “no! i win! im totally afraid of the dark, im human.”

“okay, so…” you nudge him. “what was the lie?”

“oh yeah. i was actually obsessed with toads, not frogs.”

you hit his chest. “thats cheating!”

“nuh uh. theyre different species. i won, just admit it, y/n. im like, totally better then you.”

“fine, wanna play it that way?” an evil grin spreads across your face. “my turn. ive never been kissed, my dream boyfriend is spider-man, and i have a cat named mews.”

steve answers immediately, confident in his answer. “easy. you dont have a cat named mews.”

“nope!” you go back to arranging a display, secretly elated you won. you turn back to steve and wink. “my dream boyfriend is peter parker.”

“but theyre the same person—hold on,” steve seems to realize something. “does that mean no ones ever kissed you?”

“never.” you turn now and notice that your friend is seemingly frozen in place, still processing the information youve just told him. he seems genuinely surprised.

steve is speechless. “but… i just thought—you know… youre just so you and—”

“and whats that supposed to mean?” you make a face.

“nothing bad, obviously! i just mean. well, c’mon. you gotta know what i mean—” steve is stumbling over his words with a panicked look on his face and you feel bad. you know what he meant, but you like watching him squirm.

you start to laugh. “relax, steve. im just messing with you.”

though in a way, it does kind of hurt. no ones ever shown an interest in you, but at least steve seems surprised by it. if the king of hearts was surprised by your pathetic love life, then maybe there was hope for you yet.

he exhales and rests a hand over his chest. “fuck, you gotta stop doing that.”

you smile but dont say anything else. the display still needs to be set, so you let the conversation die down and focus on it once more. youre not necessarily insecure about not having a first kiss or even a boyfriend, but it’s not your favorite topic, either.

then, after a few minutes of silence, just as you think steve has moved on, he of course has to speak.

“what if i kissed my fingers and then pressed them against your mouth—”

“steve?”

“yeah?”

“shut up and stack some books.”

“yes ma’am.”

[red-dyed-sarumane]

can you tell me about your oc cats 🥺

THE CATS MY BELOVEDS

technically i have like 7 cat ocs but i think everyone knows "the cats" specifically refers to these two. white/brown is feisha calico is fushia.

they are unrelated by blood!!!!!!! entirely!!!!!!!!!!

feisha's originally from the north west of the country fushia's from the south east. feisha ran away from home fushia went on a journey with their family's support. they met somewhere in the middle when they were around 12. feisha was really hesitant to open up at first but fushia's pretty warm & persistent & they ended up becoming friends.

they both may have had regional accents at the time but otherwise their speech patterns were what u'd expect from someone their age. that gradually changed over time they both have a rather odd manner of speaking now. which started as either of them saying phrases to entertain themself & the other picking it up & bc they spend so much time together it just evolved into this whole thing. they come across as rather formal at first until u really listen to what theyre saying & then u realize its the most casual statements ever in the most bizarre word choice for the situation. in eng this is mostly like what u'd expect from an incorrect period drama tea party scene. but its not act theyre just like that. as i was saying earlier im not sure how i want to handle it in jpn but i think having them use formal typically only written phrases might work. maybe. they're very playful tho despite seeming formal they'll both sneak in a meow or nya every once in a while. in eng they add "dear" before each other's names when they address or speak about each other. have not decided what jpn term i want to use yet.

i said they became friends as kids but their current relationship is undefined. up to interpretation. if u as the audience think theyre dating or married or should be ur free to feel so. if u think theyre just really good friends thats just as fine. the only term they claim is "partners" and thats not in a romantic way thats in an oc world specific way to describe the person u trust deeply & work well with on long journeys & during fights. the term is completely removed from romantic or sexual connotations. all that matters is knowing they are, at this point, so close to each other & find each other so important they would sacrifice their own morals if it meant saving the other. they are exceptionally close.

despite many of the kemonomimi ocs in oc world being deities or demigods neither of the cats are! theyre just normal people. that said a lot of the locals in their area dont believe that and call them the forest trickster gods. they both find that amusing.

they dont actually live in town they built a house in a tree below canopy level in one of the forests where the canopy is essentially a second ground. the nearest town(city?) it literally built on top of the tree canopy.

they have the white interior aesthetic going on. i cannot say minimalistic bc these two love to collect things. they have so many plushies in their room. so many. but white & silver is the main color scheme.

having opposite abilities is a coincidence but they both love that. they love to use it to trick & play pranks on people. feisha can control light & fushia can control darkness (not really shadow so much as the absence of light). scares the absolute shit out of anyone not expecting it but they dont mean any real harm unless u threaten them first. they just like playing.

fushia is naturally heterochromatic feisha is not. they wear one brown contact so they match with fushia.

i said their house's color scheme is white & silver but their fave colors are green (feisha) & pink (fushia). this is reflected more in their clothes then their other things however.

speaking of their clothes they both wear & look good in nearly anything but in particular fushia's black sweater they tie around their shoulders is a gift from feisha. likewise feisha's star necklace is a gift from fushia. neither Always have them on but they frequently do

they arent always together they're fine doing errands or outings separately but they like being together to meet up with friends and especially if they're going on a long trip. its fine to treat them as a package deal but they dont have codependency issues (boring)

related to the first point feisha is not in contact with their family since they left but fushia's checks in with them from time to time. feisha doesnt necessarily get along with fushia's family. usually its not a problem but prolonged stays will have them unusually moody. that said they still maintain the same odd speaking habit. IF feisha had to deal with their own family again that would probably be the only time they get so upset they drop the usual speaking habits and use more normal language. it would shock fushia so much to see they wouldnt know how to react in the moment.

theyre both good friends with viridia. feisha in particular sympathizes with her family problems. the three of them get together decently often

they are perhaps the most put together & functional of any of my ocs

[ruikeremi]

"Ignored Blessing" (1/?)

since im bored ill put lore here :3 oh and the numbers are not errors i put it there on purpose, the story will be confusing but trust the process, i don't wanna reveal the true plot yet soooo i might double post

Harem x Reader

Warnings: Derealization

you always thought of yourself as an average person you don't know a lot of people you have a few friends and you have a job at a cafe shop you loved working there since the smell of coffee always relaxes you. You barely remember the events in your high school since it had been a long time since the last time you talked to any of your friends

You dont even remember if you even went to high school you barely remember your past too its like you just woke up and exist its strange all you remembered was a few friends from your childhood but you dont remember any person in your past that isnt related to them

You felt like you know nothing else in the past and only the present memories you have now

you woke up, what day was it? it was strange you were just dozing off and then you were back where you were, you shrug it off as just your imagination there was no way that was possible you thought it was just a dream you stood up from your bed getting ready for the day as you did you look down at your hands and squinting your eyes

am i real?

you start to look around you, you lived alone since you moved out of your parents house...parents? you don't remember their faces or names where was your home town? you don't remember...what was your favorite fruit? color? how old where you? you look down at your clothes, you wear the same clothes everyday but strangely enough you don't smell, did you even sleep last night? it feels like your repeating what you do everyday you just now noticed that, how come?

Nothing feels...real everything looked the same you wake up get ready for the day go to work and go home over and over again you were like programed to repeat the same things everyday when was the last time you didn't just go to work? you never remember having any fun it was like...you were a NPC

you look at your hands again your vision slowly getting blurry as you drag your legs to your room, you plop down your bed and close your eyes, you sigh your eyes slowly closing again as you slowly fall asleep you realized-

01010011 01110100 01101111 01110000 00100000 01110001 01110101 01100101 01110011 01110100 01101001 01101111 01101110 01101001 01101110 01100111

looking at his paper, his room messy with papers around his room it was a messy scene as he sat on the floor staring at the blank paper thats writing on its own, he stared at the paper with shock the letter was writing on its own he shakily took the chair that he had threw earlier that was still in tact he stared at the paper

he blinked the character he wrote that he had already forgotten about was questioning its own existence it was a bizarre his gaze went from fear to interest. He slowly lift the paper stops writing on its own he blinked raising a brow, strange.

he put it back down and then its starts to write on its own again he instead starts to read what its doing, it was questioning its own life, he thought that he had threw away this one, it wasn't getting as popular as the other things he made so it was useless to keep it around any longer.

he picked up the paper once more and it stopped writing again. He carefully put it on his pocket and starts to clean up his room, after all he had more important things to write than focus on the one he threw away it was irrelevant now.

AAAAAAA i hope you guys liked it im not that good with writing and plots, this ones short so ill make the other part longer, i type slower at my computer soooo have a nice day/night

And for those whos waiting for the diamond reader x sagau it will come around soon please have patience with me T^T i get really random idea in my head so i cant really focus on one thing-

Edit: Reading this in my phone is actually very small, i have to make the part 2 longer

[iamyelling]

my wife and her family are all highly anxious about what they eat. like my SIL was asking us for sushi recommendations and she was asking if there are any dishes without any rice and after discussing it for a while she mentioned something about how she could just not have any calories in her meals for the other part of the day like for breakfast and lunch the day they go out to sushi so she could have rolls. and. let me tell you this girl is so skinny and has been for the entire decade i’ve known her. idk why she’d be counting calories but it’s bizarre to me. and her parents are the same. my parents are .. aging white people concerned but like they eat normal food and just are dedicated to having a salad. idk the body / weight / food / exercise anxiety is so pervasive. SO pervasive. and it’s not like there isn’t EDs in my family! my aunt and my gramma both for sure. but the majority of my family is thin and my wife is constantly self conscious about it, both in body size/shape and food consumption in groups. never mind the fact that she does manual labor.

she also has recently starting poking my body and making comments , that i find unusual.

she lost like over 10 lbs during the 2 weeks she was horribly sick from the flu & bronchitis. and she was excited about it briefly before she realized it would mostly come back as she got healthy again and would be able to keep food down.

i don’t know it’s like gone to a new level. everyone is talking about it all the time, in various ways. some are publicly openly talking about food numbers, others about walking distance or steps, or hiking days, or pounds lost, or diet choices, or meals and recipes. all sorts of things. it makes me so uncomfortable. i know i am very susceptible to ED tendencies. mostly of the self denial sort. so i have my whole life given anything in that direction a wide berth. but lord trust me that you don’t need to know a thing about all that stuff to simply not eat :)

it’s like the fear of fat has ramped up even more. ?

my wife and i try. we listen to maintenance phase a lot (though i agree, they kind of went off the original premise a bit). we try to be careful and not fall for bunk stuff. we agree that calories are fake and sodium isn’t scary and working out is good (she already does manual labor and has been into various forms of exercise. i on the other hand fail to move much at all now that i dont walk to the bus and need to do better or anything at all really) and protein is important and carbs ate important and we both need to eat more veggies and fruits n stuff but we try. we aren’t afraid of grease or fat, we know the basics. but the fat phobia is there all the time you know?

the awkwardness of our bodies being somewhat different (more in shape than size tbh) and my family and hers having very different bodies and relationships to food is this ever present .. presence. for lack of a better word.

i don’t know where i’m going with this i’m just journaling.

it’s all weird and uncomfortable. i find it hard to address. there’s so many complicated issues and feelings and prejudices.

there’s the class difference, the white vs black, the cultural baggage, the bodies, the mental histories / family histories, the fear of fatness, the pride of thinness, the pnw crunchy granola signaling. so many things. there’s the comforting the fears, the assuring that you are pretty/beautiful/attractive, the assuring that you are valued and respected, the debunking of junk “science” and pop culture/pop sci/pop psych/fads, the needing to eat food, the family socializing, the needing to be respectful, the needing to be supportive, the needing to praise and celebrate when someone feels accomplished and has worked hard, the needing to not be classist, the need to consider race / avoid racism , the need to be grateful for cooking, the need to make conversation, the need to preserve one’s own health and wellbeing, the need to establish boundaries.

i did do it once. we were at cheesecake factory for FIL birthday, it was my first time there, i was of course uncomfortable but trying to embrace the gaudiness and tackiness and not be judgmental. it was just the four of us, me my wife and her parents. the parents starting going through the (very long!!) menu and started openly discussing calories which were prominently displayed in the menu book. i refuse to acknowledge calories, i always have, i simply have refused to learn them or become familiar in any way (which is very difficult to do in america lol but i am determined!!!) anyways. so they’re pointing out calories numbers and i just cut them off and asked them to not talk about it out loud. or something, i don’t know it was like a year ago. but i said something and they kept it quiet after that at that dinner. my MIL is very much a woman determined to read the facebook posts and be a Good Momma Bear at least that’s the impression i get. it can be awkward for us bc we have very different communication styles like she is very sweet and will shut up VERY quickly like she will not push back on anything which i am very not used to so like if i behave in my normal way i would just plow right over her and she’d see me as a very audacious steamrolling loud obnoxious white bitch. which partially i feel a responsibility to be more mindful and less aggressive but i also partially feel that she ought to have an ounce of spine for herself she’s a grown woman she can talk if she wants to the floor is so exceedingly open for her to be as opinionated as i am.

anyways. i did tell them to keep the calorie count talk to inside their heads and i was proud of myself for saying something. i didn’t feel like i overstepped in that case. (i do often feel as though i overstep)

[kreideprinz69]

Something that really grates on me about a lot of anti-Koma people is the complete lack of empathy for Nagito in regards to his actions from the Dead Room to the Chapter 5 Trial. Treating it as if it's the single most reprehensible thing any culprit has done over the course of the entire series. When it is pretty much the exact same shit that Asahina was pulling in the first game's fourth trial. But with a far less petty motive. We see how the remaining five survivors react when they discover the truth of the NWP in Chapter 6. They are all on the verge of a breakdown as it all starts to become too much for them, and they only narrowly pull themselves back together to initiate the shutdown. Now imagine how they would react if: 1. All those survivors were isolated from each other when they learned the truth. 2. They were not made aware of the fact that their apparent turn to evil wasn't actually voluntary, and that they too are victims. 3. They did not have the three DR1 survivors and AI Chiaki to offer moral support during these revelations. 4. They were not made aware that any person who dies in the simulation will actually be possessed by Junko's AI in the real world. Because those were the circumstances of Nagito learning the "truth" in Chapter 4! His antis get so worked up over his bitchiness towards Hajime and the others, that they refuse to see just how tragic and pitiable the situation really is. What at first seems like a bizarre and vicious betrayal is actually a young man finally having his spirit broken after a life of endless traumas. Becoming so ashamed and disgusted with himself that the only thing he can think of as a small act of penance is to torture himself to death and get his classmates executed for their crimes. While not realizing that he's inadvertently aiding the same Ultimate Despair he's trying to stop. And it pisses me off when it bleeds over into fanfics too, with most of the cast ostracizing him for it. Because come the fuck on. Characters like Teruteru, Fuyuhiko, and Peko really don't much have a leg to stand on with that, considering their actions would have had essentially the same result if the class trials went their way. Me personally I like to think they'd keep a careful watch on him. But also make clear to him that while they don't condone his actions and think he made a terrible mistake, they're not going to condemn him either. Acknowledging that if they'd been in his position, they don't know what they might have been capable of. Considering how his character grew, I like to think Fuyuhiko would be one of the first people to admit that he'd probably have reacted just the way Monokuma wanted him to if he'd been given that special "prize".

YESS this! this right here omg, i love talking about this.

i think it's really easy for people to treat nagito with a total lack of empathy because of just how far removed nagito is from his own humanity. so a lot of people just put the insane label on him and don't take much of a further look at his actions. but the reality is that every action he's taking holds so much meaning and has never not had a well thought out reason. doesn't make them justifiable, but does offer so much more depth into his character than just being "crazy."

also i agree on the aoi part, i really don't get how people hate nagito for chapter 5 but don't say anything about aoi trying to get her classmates killed in the trial. dont get me wrong, thats not me ragging on her, because i adore aoi. its just the inconsistencies in how people treat characters for their actions that bother me. i think people forget just how much of a stressful situation the cast is in. suddenly waking up where you're not supposed to be, missing memories, knowing your friend or you might die at any moment, not to mention the investigations and trials; thats all pretty fucked up.

and like you said, nagito was ENTIRELY on his own when he learned the truth about everything happening. he was already in a lot of mental distress when the killings started, so the whole "truth" would have just completely broken him. he's been so violently traumatized his entire life, literally everything has been taken for him and supposedly he's going to die from his illness soon since there's nothing left for his luck to take. the only thing he's been able to do is cope through his obsession with hope, (and if we remove the obsession with hope and just focus on the fact that they're inside a simulation and caused the world to end, that's already stressful enough. the main cast BARELY coped even with all the help) so when you take that into account AND that he was actively working against the one thing that could never leave him (hope)- that's pretty fucking destroying! the only way for him to not lose the last thing he had, was to commit suicide in the way he did. which he full heartedly believed was for the greater good.

the sheer mental distress you would have to be under to be totally okay with torturing yourself before committing suicide is, KIND OF A LOT lol. also, props to him for coming up with such an elaborate plan despite the stress he was under. i honestly feel like his death was heavily foreshadowed. the entire game he talks about wanting to be a stepping stone for hope and that he's okay with being killed for it. his entire life has all just been one big tragedy too. the way he died, his motives behind it, and goal to become the ultimate hope; it was honestly a great ending for him. but im not gonna go into depth on that because im already probably getting off topic here whoops

but lets talk about his bitch arc for a second (chapter 4.) people blow it SO out of proportion. nagito was an asshole for one afternoon and was bullying hajime because he's angry he's in love with some loser. its just funny to me how some people make it a huge deal and use it to say nagito hates hajime. in chapter 5 before he dies, he literally shows remorse for his actions and barely anyone talks about it!. i can talk about that a bit more on a different post if someone is curious but im trying not to let this get ungodly long lmao

also yes, the way characters in fanon will be overly critical with nagito. while i do believe they were a littleee bit harsh with him in the game (another thing i could rant about but i'll spare you) i really don't think they would hate him after the simulation. on the final trial with junko, they almost let her win. and when they learn about being remnants and they all wake up, i think they would have come to understand nagito at least a LITTLE bit better. literally none of them are inoccent, so they probably came to realize they weren't all that much better than nagito. while we don't really see nagito interact with the other characters much in the danganronpa 3 hope arc; he looks to be on good terms with the rest of the cast. and just judging by how they all agreed to just live for the future and put the past behind them, i do think they would try their best to give nagito a chance, even if they're a bit weirded out by him. also i totally agree with the fuyuhiko bit! i think he's a very reasonable person that understand morally grey areas, so i like to think he was one of the first to start giving nagito a chance.

okay sorry that this was SO long oh my god. i cannot make myself stop talking sometimes, especially if it's nagito related sdhjfbsdfkhjb. but thanks for the ask because i find discussing this stuff super interesting!!! <3

[facelessharbinger0]

Once again, still on the road. I'm sleeping in my car. There's a few people I'm meeting with as I drive. Sophie Morgan has been busy y'all. You may be wondering what I'm trying to accomplish, and well, I sort of am too, but I have a lead. You see, I didn't mention it yet, but when my sister and I were out in the woods it was for a reason. 

I had reason to believe something else was going on out there. I told her about my feelings on the school and we decided to investigate, and differently, my classroom held a clue this whole time. I can't believe I had never noticed it before, but as we were searching my sister noticed a folder on top of one of the bookshelves. I tried to thumb through it and it belonged to the woman who taught before me. 

Not just who taught before me no less, but before several others as well. Inside the folder was the normal things you'd expect, graded papers, answer keys, blank copies of worksheets, all curiously dated 1994. These are old. Real old. I realize I never clarified, so let me say, I'm a history teacher for some middle schoolers, seems this teacher taught English.

But one thing stuck out to us, a student's paper, seemed like a "what I did over the summer" paper but it got... Bizarre as it went on. Strangest of all is it was ungraded, as if the teacher never saw it, or if she did, she wished she hadn't? I took the folder with me before leaving. The paper read as follows;

This summer I did a lot of things. My dad went to the beach and my mom went also and my brother and sister. We also went camping and made smores, my brother went to go play with the tree man. We havent seen him sinse then. I miss him. Im scaredmy sister is acting weird my brother is gon and dont know what to do where to go my parents dont believe me the tree man hes following me hes here I see him. Help me. noeyesnoeyesnoeyesnoeyesnoeyes. 

Chilling, I know. It gets worse too. It haunts me to know this boy likely didn't make it, that his brother is gone. His sister though... What does he mean acting weird? In my research I've learned that this thing can hold power over people, that it can influence them, change them. Was that happening to his sister? Well, on the back of the page, it continued;

The forest is not safe. I hid my sisters journal their. I think she knows that im trying to save her. That is not my sister no eyes but he sees me hes watching the tree man is going to take me to a different place he keepshowing me a beautiful place but its scary I dont want toø gø. 

Jesus. What's more, is he drew that symbol, a circle with two eyes inside it... Something I had drawn before to symbolize the Tree Ghost... 

He mentioned that he hid his sister's journal out there, in the forest. So we decided we needed to go find it. I really wish we hadn't if I had known the outcome. Just as I think now of her I'm immediately sunk into this state of depression, I feel a desire to bleed, to cry and then bleed, to give up. God I want to give up and drive this car off a bridge. I want to start it up and just drive, the water would feel more like home than anything.

NO. THIS is how it gets you, it wants me to crack but I'll fly at that bastard like a bat out of hell. I refuse to let it get to me, it will not break me. It's trying to drown me in these thoughts of darkness, it's putting this images of my sister and the possible things that could have happened because of me. I'll spare you the details... But I won't let HIM win. I see him now. It's looking at me from across this parking lot. Tilting it's head at me, curious are you? I feel as though my mind is being physically touched, it's disturbing. I feel this dizzy spells wash over me and I've never fought back against it so hard. I know that IT knows what I'm thinking, and what I'm thinking is two simple words;

Fuck you.

[limestoner]

Select excerpts from a DM to my friend:

Oh look! It’s Crash’em Bash’em! But N. Gin can’t be on your team and barely appears in it. Though he does show us his balls. 😈 Though I wish it was more like the picture in the book you gave me. 👀💦💦

OMG that took forever to put in because I just took 3 hits of Yellow Fruit Stripes and it feels like my body is turning into a spiral. 🌀 like that’s my head in the centre and my feet at the top but I’m not even a straight line enough like that it’s like if a light ent a spy split spit spiral and every thing is made out of fuzz holy

I’m going to be like the guy with the Nerds Rope any second 🫠

-anyway, then I started enjoying N. Gin’s balls. But moving on from N. Gin’s balls. Sorry, I can’t stop saying N. Gin’s balls. I just love having N. Gin’s balls in my mouth. I know what I said.

Holy. Noises now sound like they are coming from 45° to the left of where they’re actually coming from. Rowan is on the rug but I hear him in the treasure chest.

Daisy is in jutchen but sounds like my room.

He’s trying to be welcoming but Daisy is having none of it. Earlier he was relaxing and pretended not to notice her as she went by so that she wouldn’t run from him.

Anyway anwyay, if they dont, they can bring us over there. I’ll get you a Notre Dame shirt with the fighting Leperchain.

Wow. Back to stuff related to what we were talking about! Take it slow on the relation ship station ship but you can drop ancor in any port and whirl away.

Whirl away! On the power of dodo gas. ⛽️ 🦤💨

I mean where away. Anywye. I have a story. It isn’t my story, it’s from the book that tells the eagle feather story. That’s such a good book. Anyzwhs I was downloading the peg I mean PDF and realized that I was doing that because I want to read it again but it would be too fuzzy to send you the text of the story. I tell you about jt when wen FaceTime on the weekend.

It’s a scary animation I saw many years ago about the apocalypse. Not the one with the squirrels. But that’s a good one too. I’ll add it. And the mouse one.

Leoperous. Is that the name of a real thing or what words did you fuse together. I mean a real mythological thing ~~you know, like our relationships BLAMMO!!!!! lololololololol I find that disproportionately funny so I’ll move on~~ Revelation in the Blibble has all kinds of bizarre things: sword-mouth Jesus, seven headed dragons, Leopears, ape bears, and bandagos. Which are admittedly way more metal than the modern pagan afterlife that consists of a body being returned to the matter of the cosmos.

It’s a leopard Cerberus eagle, it would seem. An Eagleoparberus. I dare you to go to a science event and say you read research article about [famous scientist with a ton of street cred] had discovered a new prehistoric animal in the genus Eagleoparberus. See if anyone questions it or argues.

But the Weber’s slices are getting pretty tiny. I mean wheel slices for when we spin it to pick a film.

[aemiron-main-backup]

HOLY SHIT OKAY WAIT. YOU ARE ONTO SOMETHING. 

EDDIE’S UNCLE WAYNE IS WEARING BASICALLY AN IDENTICAL OUTFIT TO JONATHAN- like when Jonathan was putting up Will’s poster, he was wearing almost the EXACT same jacket as Wayne was when he was putting up the poster.

I could dismiss eddie’s as a continuity error if a.) they didnt go OUT OF THEIR WAY to make sure that the audience knew how many times eddie failed graduating + therefore his age not being 17 and b.) all of the other subtle time fuckery i’ve been looking at all the sheer attention to detail in this show makes me reluctant to brush anything off as a continuity error.

That is SUCH a good point with both will and eddie having birthdays/ages that are wrong.

This also prompted me to look at will’s missing poster vs eddie’s missing poster, and then i noticed something. I was looking at eddie’s missing poster + how it’s defaced earlier in the scene + wayne takes down the defaced version.

And that reminded me of the defaced newspaper clipping that Will finds in his locker in s2. So, i went to find that scene, right? Take a close look at the contents of the article and what it says. Now compare that to the contents of the article in the next image, of the newspaper clipping in the police station. 

And then i went and compared it to the same newspaper clipping that we see in the police station (at least im 99% sure it’s the police station) and i realized something: these are two completely different articles- well, actually, it’s the same article, just with totally different content for some reason. I’ve darkened and upped the contrast on the police station clipping so that you can just barely see that the name also says “benjamin buck,” just like the article that Will finds in his locker..

Why the hell are there two completely different stories about what happened to will being published by the SAME PERSON at the same time? Now, the first photo of the zombie boy article is hard to read in my screencap, but i found a clearer one:

NOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE. BECAUSE THESE ARTICLES EACH PUT OUT A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORY OF WHAT HAPPENED TO WILL, BOTH WRITTEN BY THE SAME GUY?? according to the one in season 1, Will was the subject of experimenatation at the lab and that’s how they found him. According to the one in season 2, will was found by hoppper out in an abandoned cabin??? hop’s cabin??

 i smell timeline fuckery. i’m not saying that either of these things happened to will, because we KNOW what happened with him/his fake death, but it’s absolutely bizarre to me that there’s two completely different, contradictory accounts of it, in an article with the SAME HEADLINE written by the SAME GUY. this smells like the sort of “rewriting history/changing peoples’ perceptions of evenets and dates” that’s tied to birthdaygate. And it gets even weirder- because according to the s1 article, Will was found after a week/7 days- but according to the s2 article, will was found by hopper in six days specifically. 

And how does the articles + will’s poster connect to eddie’s poster? the picture used in the articles is not only the SAME photo from his missing poster, but they go out of their way to let us KNOW that it’s the same photo by mentioning it in the newspaper itself, when you read the caption underneath the s2 photo. 

It’s also interesting to me that both eddie and will are tied to the word “freak” specifically (eddie’s whole thing and the will-jonathan freak peptalk), and that “when it’s cold i’d like to die” plays when will’s briefly dead in the upside-down when hop and joyce rescue him, and also plays when eddie dies in the upside-down. 

IM NOT SURE HOW IT CONNECTS YET EITHER BUT I DEF DONT THINK ITS A REACH. it’s DEFINITELY strange and i’m currently gathering more evidence of time fuckery because im starting to see more and more of it, possibly even dating back to the beginning of season 1.

Smthn is wonky here and i’m not sure what but it’s SOMETHING.  Idk what time fuckery is going on or why eddie’s age is wrong but im gonna sit here and think on it 

Okay this might be a reach but I've been thinking about you're theory regarding the time weirdness in s2 and how that might relate to birthdaygate. So if we go by the theory, Vecna either made the other characters forget about Will's birthday or at least made them think it was in a different day. And at first people thought it was just a production error and dismissed it but it makes sense in universe that Vecna would use this to further isolate Will.

But Will's birthday/age isn't the only one that's wrong though. Eddie's is also wrong in the missing person's poster put up by his uncle. We know he was meant to have graduated at least 2 years ago from his talk with the hellfire club in ep1. However the poster says he's 17 which wouldn't makes sense at all. And this is a poster made by his uncle so surely he would know Eddie's age?? I thought this another production error too at first but now I'm not so sure given everything.

Idk how this all connects and again it might be a reach, but all of this time fuckery surrounding people that are involved with the UD is, well... strange.

HOLY SHIT OKAY WAIT. YOU ARE ONTO SOMETHING. 

EDDIE’S UNCLE WAYNE IS WEARING BASICALLY AN IDENTICAL OUTFIT TO JONATHAN- like when Jonathan was putting up Will’s poster, he was wearing almost the EXACT same jacket as Wayne was when he was putting up the poster.

I could dismiss eddie’s as a continuity error if a.) they didnt go OUT OF THEIR WAY to make sure that the audience knew how many times eddie failed graduating + therefore his age not being 17 and b.) all of the other subtle time fuckery i’ve been looking at all the sheer attention to detail in this show makes me reluctant to brush anything off as a continuity error. That is SUCH a good point with both will and eddie having birthdays/ages that are wrong. This also prompted me to look at will’s missing poster vs eddie’s missing poster, and then i noticed something. I was looking at eddie’s missing poster + how it’s defaced earlier in the scene + wayne takes down the defaced version.

And that reminded me of the defaced newspaper clipping that Will finds in his locker in s2. So, i went to find that scene, right? Take a close look at the contents of the article and what it says. Now compare that to the contents of the article in the next image, of the newspaper clipping in the police station. 

And then i went and compared it to the same newspaper clipping that we see in the police station (at least im 99% sure it’s the police station) and i realized something: these are two completely different articles- well, actually, it’s the same article, just with totally different content for some reason. I’ve darkened and upped the contrast on the police station clipping so that you can just barely see that the name also says “benjamin buck,” just like the article that Will finds in his locker..

Why the hell are there two completely different stories about what happened to will being published by the SAME PERSON at the same time? Now, the first photo of the zombie boy article is hard to read in my screencap, but i found a clearer one:

NOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE. BECAUSE THESE ARTICLES EACH PUT OUT A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORY OF WHAT HAPPENED TO WILL, BOTH WRITTEN BY THE SAME GUY?? according to the one in season 1, Will was the subject of experimenatation at the lab and that’s how they found him. According to the one in season 2, will was found by hoppper out in an abandoned cabin??? hop’s cabin?? i smell timeline fuckery. i’m not saying that either of these things happened to will, because we KNOW what happened with him/his fake death, but it’s absolutely bizarre to me that there’s two completely different, contradictory accounts of it, in an article with the SAME HEADLINE written by the SAME GUY. this smells like the sort of “rewriting history/changing peoples’ perceptions of evenets and dates” that’s tied to birthdaygate. And it gets even weirder- because according to the s1 article, Will was found after a week/7 days- but according to the s2 article, will was found by hopper in six days specifically.  And how does the articles + will’s poster connect to eddie’s poster? the picture used in the articles is not only the SAME photo from his missing poster, but they go out of their way to let us KNOW that it’s the same photo by mentioning it in the newspaper itself, when you read the caption underneath the s2 photo.  It’s also interesting to me that both eddie and will are tied to the word “freak” specifically (eddie’s whole thing and the will-jonathan freak peptalk), and that “when it’s cold i’d like to die” plays when will’s briefly dead in the upside-down when hop and joyce rescue him, and also plays when eddie dies in the upside-down.  IM NOT SURE HOW IT CONNECTS YET EITHER BUT I DEF DONT THINK ITS A REACH. it’s DEFINITELY strange and i’m currently gathering more evidence of time fuckery because im starting to see more and more of it, possibly even dating back to the beginning of season 1. Smthn is wonky here and i’m not sure what but it’s SOMETHING.  Idk what time fuckery is going on or why eddie’s age is wrong but im gonna sit here and think on it 

[weirdroute]

^ staff @ me for the past ~30 hrs or so after i made the grave mistake of attempting to switch to this url

[meowscarada]

now that he's posting more gorillaz stuff again i gotta say something that really bums me out to have realized: i really dont like jamie hewlett's art anymore. this is only really in reference to his gorillaz work since his other stuff seems to still look amazing. i adore all of his (gorillaz related) work up to phase 4. i think the styles he employed for humanz was fantastic and experimental and i was so excited to see where he'd go, but somehow it just disappointed after that once he went to the really flat coloring with bizarre color choices that arent even bizarre in an interesting way. a lot of the drawings he does now are ugly, but again, not in an interesting way.

i know his art for gorillaz has never been "pretty." it's always been kinda gross and weird and, especially in phases 2 and 3, more grungy and messy. but at least they were dynamic and used that "ugliness" to accentuate the cartoonishness of the characters (and by ugly i mean unconventionally appealing). they were exaggerated and anatomically incorrect and had stray lines and were drawn with a textured brush. it was so imperfect altogether that the imperfections themselves didnt stand out, but instead complimented each other. phase 4 got a lot cleaner in its designs but the busy and highly edited collages along with beautiful color changes made up for this by maintaining a super dynamic atmosphere that was still avant-garde.

i think the biggest turn off of hewlett's current art is that it's too polished. it's too clean and it feels artificial. his lines are perfect, his brushes are non textured, etc. previous phases were accompanied by mostly muted color palettes with occassional accents of strong colors to really make them pop. now the color choices seem like artificial food colored frosting. they're bright but they dont really convey any kind of mood or atmosphere the way his color palettes used to do. the colors just feel very commercial. and the biggest change has come from his anatomy. his anatomy is extremely realistic compared to past eras. whereas before he would make very simple and angular shapes that really stylized the anatomy, now he's employing a way more representative style. and because human anatomy can only move and bend so much, and because that limitation becomes even more limited when it's being staged, hewlett's art is a lot more stiff than it used to be. so when you combine the "ugly" aspects of his art--the detailed hands, the individually drawn teeth, the wrinkles, etc.--with the more perfected and clean techniques he's using, they create something sort of uncanny. it doesnt embrace the ugly like it used to and now its not ugly in an interesting or appealing way. it's not dynamic and it's not exaggerated, it doesnt embrace itself the same way it did before. it doesnt commit. it's just ugly.

his work is still technically fine, and i'm sure it's embracing its ugliness in a different way. it's just not as successful as it was before in my opinion because it's basing its concept on the ugly and dynamic while basing its execution on the clean and accurate, whereas it used to base both concept and execution on the ugly and dynamic. i definitely think theres possibility for the art style to change, but this is just how i feel about the current direction and how i've felt about the art post-phase 4

[pansy-picnics]

NO SAME. OMFG I GET ITTTTTTTT. Honestly i love varian but like if rapunzel was cold i would use him as firewood 🫶🫶 BC ITS WHAT YOU SAID HE IS NOTTTT HER RESPONSIBILITY!!!! and i definitely think the show kinda fumbled their arc after painters block which is a shame bc rapunzel’s in depth feelings on that and towards varian i think couldve been sooo interesting….like the show makes so many. Decisions with rapunzel that i just cannot fathom her doing ever. the way the show frames her as always in the right and the way they have her villainize varian so much despite showing so much empathy for him in the beginning of the show its so….bizarre to me. as much as i will defend rapunzel to the end of the earth i realize that the show kind of MADE her unlikable in a lot of regards and i HATEEE that. i can honestly go on and on about how varians obsessive fanbase and the misogyny in the fandom was cultivated by the show itself and it fumbling its characters as badly as it did but that’s. For another time. <3

i genuinely dont think rapunzel believes anyone to be Truly Evil. I think even with gothel she still lies awake sometimes wondering if she could’ve done something different. If she couldve helped her. The thing that drives me especially crazy about rapunzel’s guilt is that like, not only was she taught that she was weak and frail and incapable of fending for herself but she was also taught that her existence is ONLY to serve other people. She was gothel’s “flower”…. She was not her daughter she was her anti-aging potion. Rapunzels job was to sing to her and obey her orders and stay in the tower all day bc she was not a person. She was a POSSESSION. and she literally went from being in a position where she was basically gothel’s pretty porcelain doll to being the face of an entire kingdom and being HONORED and PRAISED by EVERYONE and basically being treated like a GODDESS bc she basically WAS. Essentially what i’m saying is that rapunzel has literally never been treated as just…. a human being. and i don’t think she sees herself as one either.

She has been taught that she exists purely to serve other people and this has only been SOLIDIFIED now that shes the LITERAL PRINCESS, the only difference is that now shes just in a higher and more visible position while she’s doing it. her conflict with varian is such a complicated one because TO ME, i believe wholeheartedly that rapunzel realizes he is just a kid who’s struggling. she WANTS to help him but when she was faced with the situation she just…Froze. And i dont think she ever really got over that To bee honest. <3

She still sometimes apologizes to him about it late at night and varian is so adamant on it not being her fault but she just cant shake it no matter what. I think she does realize that like, the LENGTHS he took things to werent her fault, at least to an extent, but she still blames herself for the fact that he got there in the first place. Bc if she would’ve just helped him everything would’ve been fine….At least she assumes.

On this topic that whole “this is your mess but its my kingdom” thing in rapunzel’s return makes me so fucking mad because like She would not say that SHE WILL DEFEND HIM WITH HER LIFE I DONT CARE. She knows what he did is wrong and like she will tell him that it was wrong, but like SHE WAS PARTIALLY INVOLVED IN HIM GETTING TO THAT POINT, and i think she would really start to think about that ESPECIALLY after everything with cassandra. (It’s the main reason why i think so many people find raps so unlikeable is because we never see her actually Accept fault or validate anyones feelings and it makes me SOOOO mad because like THATS LITERALLY HER ENTIRE THING LIKE THATS WHAT SHE’S BEEN LEARNING THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE SERIES. TO ME.) And varian hates it bc he hates his younger self with a burning passion and he would much rather defend HER. Basically its a very nuanced and complex situation but i think they both are blaming themselves completely while holding the other on a pedestal of righteousness /Lh

Idk. eye love you rapunzel eye love you freckle siblings. nobody gets them like i do

URREGHFHFHF I cant stop thinking about. Rapunzel horrible crushing guilt complex

rapunzel crying and calling herself horrible after leaving the tower. rapunzel shifting the blame onto herself mid sentence when she tells eugene that she's never left the tower (that's why mother never let me- that's why I never left.) rapunzel desperately trying to save eugene when hes dying. When he dies. (does she blame herself for this too?) rapunzel being so crushed by guilt after queen for a day that she can hardly bring herself to do anything. Rapunzel blaming herself for what happened to cass in the great tree.

How much do you think she blames herself for? How long do you think it took her to stop feeling selfish and burdensome and guilty for just. Taking up space? Existing? GFJDJDHD :(

RAPUNZELLLLL

[killerskillercaptain]

Forget Me Not - part I

this work is based on this request

pairing : levi ackerman x reader

wc 1,8 k +

themes : reincarnation au, canonverse to modern au, Levi and Reader both reincarnate in modern au, Levi remembers his past life, reader does not.

warnings : lots of angst, death of reader, cursing.

You dragged your blades along the flesh of another titan's neck, tearing through it just enough to kill the giant. You watched the titan fall and crash while you landed on the ground using your ODM gear.

"Shit !" you muttered a bit panicked

Those were your last usable blades, all of the others already broke and the remaining ones were too damaged, weathered by the long and repetitive moves.

You looked around you, there were so many soldiers dead, their bodies lying flat on the ground, but you couldn't spot a single blade fit for use near any of the corpses, all of their swords had either been snapped in half, crushed or are still planted on the giant bodies trying to eat you alive.

Never had a battle been so demanding and tiresome, you don't recall seing a mission this gruesome, and you were a vet ! If there was a hell on earth, this would be it. Even the weather wasn't in your favor; it was raining blood, the air was filled with a repugnant smell that you soldiers were all too familiar with, the smell of titans body fluids and body parts rotting not far away from you. All of this was bearable you thought, grown accustomed to, what was never tolerable was the cries of your comrades getting eaten alive. The sound of their bodies crushed or getting bitten sounded new each time. It was strange, there was all this killing going on, all these horrible deaths happening right now, the rain and the muffled sounds of bones being crushed at the palms of faith, and some last words you could barely comprehend, but strangely enough, time seemed to stop for you, everything around you began to become distant and you could feel what resembled a calmness inside the turmoil inside of you. What was this odd feeling you thought, looking down at your hands, you observed the spoilt blades of your two swords, your hands weren't shaking anymore, and you found yourself in a bizarre state of apathy.

Did you accept your nearing death ? Were you going to stop fighting and let today be your last ? What could you do ? There were still more titans than soldiers, you were on your knees, incapable of making them move, even if there was a blade you could use on a body somewhere, you wouldn't be able to reach it without getting in the visual field of a titan, it would be like rushing to your death. You were stuck, your years of experience had taught you to assess quickly and effectively situations, and you knew you couldn't kill or save now, you could only run for your life, an option you couldn't bring yourself to do, maybe someone will come, someone with reinforcement and equipment.

You couldn't desert a battlefield. Looking up at the sky, you closed your eyes, cancealing the horrors of your surroundings, you prayed for one person to show up, only one person could make a way out of this hopeless situation.

Eyes still closed, you thought about Levi Ackerman, you wondered where he could be right now, you thought about the way he methodically does his job, nice and clean, no one being able to match his skills, you thought about how much he hated casualties and pointless deaths. As foolish and frivolous it was, you thought about his jet black hair and the way it would fall on his face while he escapes from a titan's grip, how his jaw clenches when he's faced with a particularly bothersome specimen, you weren't aware you picked up on those things until now, not to forget how his body spins, like a dancer in a deadly ballet. You also thought about how he always kept an eye on you every time you were together on a field, his eyes always trying to locate you somehow, you caught him so many times throwing worried glances at you, especially in dangerous situations, more than any other of his comrades. Did it mean anything ? You never thought about it that way, come to think of it, you never knew what Levi Ackerman thought of you, were you just a another comrade to him or someone more important ? Those questions were going to stay unanswered. All those times you caught him eyeing you, overprotecting you, asking you if you ate, slept, rested at the most random of occasions.

And him ? Did he know what you thought of him ?

You felt the ground tremble underneath you all of a sudden, you looked beside you and you saw a giant human-like feet, its nails extremely dirty, a long and deep cut carving an opening at its ankle, leaving the insides completely visible. When did you get accustomed to such disgusting sights ? The titan bent over, watching your form, you were looking up at him now.

He has a friendly face you thought.

You pictured Levi in your head, for maybe what you thought was your last moment. He hated futile losses.

"Don't you dare die on me" he always said.

An ear piercing sound blew out of nowhere and a black signal tore the sky apart. You saw a small figure jump from tree to tree using an ODM gear, you didn't recognize who it was until the silhouette landed next to you, only inches away. Blood and rain on his face, Levi pulled you up by your underarm.

"GET UP ! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING ?

"I don't- i don't know what had gotten into me Levi"

"I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT MOVE IT"

He let go of your arm and grabbed you by the collar of your cape and forced you to stand on your now shaky legs.

"I'm out of gas Levi"

"What ?"

If you've never seen Levi panic, you did now. His eyes darted around frenetically, from the titans to the dead bodies then back to you again. He was grabbing you by the arm again, you could feel his long fingers digging into your forearm, he was tense and panicking. Panicking because both of you didn't have horses, but mostly because he had only one gas bottle left.

Levi looked down, trying to asses the situation and come with a plan for both of you to shun the titans and get out safely while having just enough gas for one person. Feeling a hot puff on the top of your heads you both looked up just in time to see two big eyes and a large mouth ready to chop both of your heads off, Levi shot his grapple hooks and pulled you by the waist with him, you escaped this one, but he couldn't guarantee the others, this situation couldn't go one he thought. You landed far enough to be out of reach from the titan who just attacked you, but you could already spot two blonde abnormals noticing you and coming for you. Levi quickly grabbed his gas container and detached it from his gear.

"Here ! Take it ! This should be enough for you to escape far from titan territory !" Levi shouted under the heavy cascade of rain.

"What ? No !"

"Don't be fucking stupid ! Take it ! I can manage to escape without it somehow ! Forget about completing the mission ! We retreat NOW !"

You reached for the container and placed it on your own gear before standing up. One of the abnormal had come so close now you could see the veins on his ridiculously large stomach. Levi grabbed your arm one last time "I'm going to shot my hooks at the nearest tree, i'm gonna distract this one so you can escape ! You take the opposite direction"

You nodded while the ground shook harder now that the titan was in front of you, his gigantic form casting its shadow over you. You actioned your hand grips, your hooks flew right into a tree in the opposite direction of where Levi went, you prepared yourself to use the gas to speed up.

Levi thinking the titan would naturally follow him instead, landed on a giant oak before turning around. His face darkened as soon as his eyes landed on you. You were struggling to get past the titan who was still chasing you and ignoring Levi, how come you weren't moving fast, the amount of gas should have been enough.

Levi's felt his heart stop and sink down his stomach, he instinctively reached behind him and pulled up the container he still had.

It was full.

He had given you the wrong gas container.

He mixed them up and gave you the empty one.

That's why you were so slow, too slow.

Too late.

Looking up, afflicted, he launched forward screaming your name, but it was in vain and he knew it. He couldn't take his eyes off your small figure getting picked up by a giant human hand who didn't have the any struggle catching up with you.

You think you heard him scream

You think you heard him scream your name

You're not sure, but you think you heard him slash the titan's fingers and landing with you on the ground, the titan's blood pouring down on both of you, hot and sticking.

For a moment, you thought you were going to make it, but you got suddenly conscious of the grotesque laceration on your lower abdomen and knew that this was it. You weren't going to make it.

An indescribable pain, a man's cry of misery, and cold blood running through your veins, you watched your vision go black, and for a split of second, the feeling of falling down an immense pit was all you could think of, the voice of Levi's cries resonating against the walls of what you assumed was your consciousness.

"I'm sorry ! I'm so sorry !" "Forgive me !"

***

When you opened your eyes, the sunlight blasting through a nearby window blasted your vision, when your eyes adjusted to the lightening, you realized you were in a room painted with an immaculate white.

How did you get in this hospital room ?

Wait, how did you know this was a hospital room ?

Because it looks familiar

You tried to recall anything prior to this instant, but you couldn't. Your mind was blank, you grabbed your head with your two hands, how come your memory was so blank ?

Outside of the building, you could hear chanting ambulances and honking cars in the distance, making your head throb painfully. You looked at your right, a bed table was there, on top was a bottle of mineral water, your keys, and your purse with a stethoscope dangling from it. There was also flowers dipping in a small amount of water inside a glass.

Your purse ? Your keys ? You don't remember coming here by yourself ! You tried to get up and get out of bed but the thumping inside your head quickly urged you to lay back down rapidly. You closed your eyes to try and shut the pain but heard footsteps shuffling cautiously inside the room, eyes still closed you heard a familiar soft and young voice ask if you were awake.

[sunnysviolin]

Sometimes, when sunny visits kels house for a sleepover, (or just anyones house except for basils) the host would always wake up to:

A missing sunny (who is most likely in some weird ass place like the roof)

A sunny that it staring at you from the foot of the bed or beside it

A sunny that stares from the doorway (he stares alot)

Or

A sunny that is playing bo en my time at an unreasonable hour but at a reasonable volume (or vise versa)

Alright so a different nonnie also sent me “How many times do you think sunny scares people by staring at them from the foot of the bed / beside them when they wake up?” So I’m....combining these two XD Also if you guys like....resend things can you say they’re a resend LOL bc if I have another Cho double take situation I’m going to backflip into the sun. Also don’t resend more than twice (i’m gonna be putting that in my bio bc....yeah don’t do it makes me anxious D:)

Okay mini housekeeping thing aside! This got long it’s under a read more because it’s long, but it’s full of shenanigans, sleepovers, and our local fave cryptid Sunny

I’m going to focus this in on post-canon, because I think that Sunny’s ultimate cryptid energy flows forth in his teen years. Also I really want to include the hooligans in on this (I’m...love them)

So pre-canon Sunny and Mari’s house was the go to location for their group of six. They were almost always there, but there was some unspoken rules.

You called before you came over (Only Kel didn’t follow this rule, but he always knocked and waited patiently at the door) and you had to be invited to stay for dinner. If not you went home when Sunny’s mom called a fifteen minute warning before dinner. There was also no arguing within the house. If there was an issue that needed to be addressed, Mari and Sunny’s parents would immediately send everyone home.

Post-canon Mari is gone and the house has been sold. Hero and Kel’s house becomes the go to hang out house after that. Their house is nearly night and day to Mari and Sunny’s

Mari and Sunny’s house was always neat and tidy and very quiet. Their parents generally left the TV off and didn’t use the radio, so unless one of the two children were making noise, everything would be silent. Kel and Hero’s house is in constant motion and activity. Sally is usually either babbling or screaming, music is always playing on the radio, and their main form of communication is friendly yelling at one another. Kel and Hero’s house also has an open door policy- anyone can walk in at anytime and they all know where the spare keys are hidden.

Post-canon I see a quick friendship building between Aubrey’s gang and Basil Sunny and Kel. Hero enjoys them all, but it’s not really his scene now that he’s spent a year or so at college. He will get brought along for some adventures, and he’s always up for hanging around the house with them, but when it gets to be a bigger group he prefers to just let them have fun.

When it’s just his four kids, Hero is always a part of the group though.

OKAY ALL OF THAT BUILDUP ASIDE LETS GET TO THE ACTUAL POINT OF THIS ASK

So this is when school is in session and Hero is back at college. Kel tells Aubrey that Sunny is coming up for the long weekend, and they should all do a sleepover at his house like old times. She agrees and they arrange it with Basil. Kim overhears their plans and she has FOMO so she arranges herself to be there when they tell Basil

Normally Kel makes it a point to try and include Aubrey’s friends (who are slowly just becoming friends) but this time he just pretends she isn’t there and tells Basil to come right after school and they can drive together to get Sunny.

Kim weedles it out of Aubrey later that day when they’re alone in gym class. The reason that they didn’t immediately invite her and the others? Sunny is apparently weird at night

Kim fires back that Sunny is always a little weird, but Aubrey is being fully serious. Unfortunately all that does is make Kim more curious. She goes to find Kel afterward and half asks/half demands an invitation to the sleepover. Kel seems a little awkward about her involving herself, but he agrees that she and the others can join in if they like.

Aubrey and the others arrive

Kim soon finds out that Aubrey was 100% right. Sunny is...weird at night.

At around 10:00 pm, Sunny disappears. Basila nd Aubrey went into the kitchen to make popcorn, and Kel was busy fiddling with the TV to get the movie to start. When he turns back to the couch, he asks where Sunny is. They realize Sunny has vanished.

Aubrey and Basil come in with the bowls of snacks, and Kel asks them if they’ve seen Sunny. Basil says to check the roof.

The roof. The hooligans all laugh (Basil is a sweet kid when you get to know him, but his nerves make even his jokes strange) The other three don’t laugh. In fact Kel gets up and goes to the door.

The hooligans follow out bewildered, and Sunny is o n t h e r o o f. CASUALLY. JUST THERE PETTING AN ORANGE CAT WHO IS LOUNGING PURRING NEXT TO HIM. AND KEL AND AUBREY AND BASIL DONT REACT??? Kel just waves?? and Sunny waves back???

“We’re gonna watch Insidious now, I know you haven’t seen that one before. Wanna come in?” “Kay” “Do you want to bring your cat in with you? I’ll put Hector on his leash” “Yes please”

Then the three just walk back and tell the hooligans to follow them in. Sunny got himself up so Sunny can get himself down.

It’s only the beginning of the madness. Sunny walks in holding the still purring orange cat and settles himself down in his specific corner of the couch (They were prewarned not to sit in Sunny’s spot) Aubrey cuts Kim off before she can ask about the roof, and starts the movie. Kim looks over at the cat, and it locks eyes on her, hissing.

The movie begins and Sunny will randomly speak but only to say when a character is going to die/be scared. Right before it happens. Every single time. Didn’t Kel say before that he hadn’t seen this movie?? It doesn’t matter Sunny keeps going

A ghost. A ghost. Lost in an alternate dimension by shamanic journey. It’s bizarre. The cat continues to purr a rusty old engine noise in Sunny’s lap, periodically looking at one of the hooligans and hissing, choosing a different one every time. Who’s cat is that????

They finish the movie and start to play board games. They pick monopoly and decide to divvy up into teams. Kim immediately claims Aubrey, Vance decides to go with Kel and Kel grabs Mikhael to create a trio. Charlie and Sunny silently sit beside each other, and everyone assumes that makes them a team. Angel pulls Basil to his side and they’re prepped to play the game.

Kim likes to consider herself a pretty good monopoly player, and Aubrey is a whiz with money and numbers, so she assumes they have this in the bag.

She did not account for the Sunny factor.

Sunny stares her down through the entire time. Kim is sure he doesn’t blink. She forgets to bid on auctions for properties and gives him extra rent money. They go bankrupt first, and Sunny turns his eye onto Kel who just laughs and gives Sunny finger guns. Sunny finger guns back (his face still a blank slate) and proceeds to also take all of Kel’s money.

They go to bed shortly after, and Kim is relieved. Nothing also weird can happen. Now she just has to sleep.

She wakes up in the middle of the night and adjust her position, turning over to face the other side of teh room. Four shining eyes stare back at her, catching the dim light from the kitchen. Kim shakily grabs her phone and turns on the flashlight, whirling around to see Sunny staring at her, his orange cat on top of his head.

She wakes all the rest of them with her shriek of terror. The group of four quickly settle to sleep once more, even Sunny crashing down next to Aubrey and Basil. hissing cat caught firmly in his arms.

She and the other hooligans stay up for a bit, frantically whispering about the oddness of the situation. They resolve to leave early in the morning, and to distance themselves as much as they can from...whatever Sunny is. They’re certainly glad he doesn’t go to their school anymore.

The next morning, the group of four wake up before the hooligans and cook a big breakfast. They put the phone on speaker and chat with Hero as they do so, catching up on his latest college stories. Bo en is playing from the cd player in the corner of the kitchen, kept low so as not to wake the others.

The hooligans creep downstairs and peer inside. The scene is shockingly...normal.

Sunny is still carrying his cat, but now Kel is feeding it tiny bits of bacon and it is stretching out of Sunny’s arms to reach the next delicious morsel. He’s chatting with Hero over the phone, speaking in full long sentences which is a rarity for Sunny. He even laughs quietly at a joke Hero tells.

Kim tries to translate the horror she felt last night into this morning, but it’s not there. Sunny doesn’t seem like an eldritch horror during the day. Just another teenager happy to be with people he enjoys.

Hero hangs up shortly after, and the group of four settle back into a placid silence. Aubrey breaks it by turning to the others

“I know it was weird, but I’m glad that they came for last night.” the three boys agree, and Sunny leans against the counter near Aubrey so she can scratch one hand under his cat’s neck while still flipping pancakes. When he speaks, his voice is near silent, but they all hear it anyway.

“They’re nice. They didn’t treat me different.”

The hooligans share a look and simultaneously agree to stay for breakfast.

[emmkitt]

OOOO i have thoughts on this methinks

yeah ive always seen tt as a bit. uh. aggressive, i guess is the right word?. aggressive AND stubborn. thats not to say i dont like her or anything ,no shes one of my favs!! but like, people diss s3 for bad writing ALL the time it seems, and one of the main arguments for people hating it is that it mischaracterizes characrers and everyone almost always points to test tube as an example,,, but like…,,, she was hot-headed and mean even in season 2? unless im misremembering something, but near the end (or at least ‘the end’ as of right now) like anon says she turned like. really angry and. MEAN. and that was mainly towards FAN, someone she knew and liked. so like im not surprised she ended up being a jerk to Cabby, a complete stranger, as well. but people seem to ignore that and say shes acting out of character in s3…,,,,, i dont see it personally

to be fair the fandom kind of made me forget the way s2 tt acted, and maybe thats just whats going on. Cause when i went to rewatch season 2 a few days back i never realized just how awful test tube acted in those last couple episodes. like i genuinely was thinking ‘wow this is out of character!!’ completely forgetting this is CANON.

the way shes acting in s3 isnt really anything new, i dotn know why people are acting like her ‘new personality’ is coming out of left field. if anything, after my s2 rewatch, I’d find it MORE bizarre if she suddenly acted all nice and silly ya know??

but basically seeing as my interpretation of her has been that she’s stubborn and short tempered as presented in ii and iii, the fact shes still holding a grudge against Cabby and was a bitch to her in the first place isnt really surprising to me at all. <-i know this isnt specifically what anon said but im mentioning this as this is usually the main issue people have with test tube’s characterization.

maybe im just dumb 💔 mayrb tis maybeliune

honestly like. i don’t see a lot of.. well, test tube. and it’s weird cuz a lot of people do like her but even then like it feels like her characterizations in late season TWO is brushed off for a preferred version of her. and don’t get me started on invitational. her fandom mischaracterization is insane. she’s honestly a great example of the fandom not being able to take morally grey characters, just a less talked about one. god -💥

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