#I’m not really sure how to tag this because it’s a very specific scenario

[straight-to-the-pain]

Thinking about a leader picking her team: she knows the mission is going to be risky and there’s no guarantee that it will end well for them.

She picks her most trusted comrades, people who have been through the worst of it together, who have survived, not unscathed, but with a desire to fight back, to seek vengeance. She knows that by choosing them she may be condemning them to death, to imprisonment if they’re taken alive. She is sure that the ones she selects would die before they betrayed her and their cause.

Does she feel remorse for putting their lives in jeopardy after they’ve survived so much? Does she wonder if it’s fair to reward their bravery with such risk? And do they follow her without question, putting all their faith in her plan, or do some of them think that she’s begun to lose her mind?

[kyupidos]

AHHH ¡que bien es encontrar a un fan de twst hispano! :D

Me gustaria pedir un escenario donde la overblot gang ve como yuu noquea a un estudiante que estaba apunto de entrar en overblot.

Seria chistoso ver como yuu se harta de todo y empieze a golpear con una pala a cualquier estudiante de nrc que este teniendo un colapso mental /j

Lector de genero neutro o masculino, cualquiera con el que te sientas mas comodo (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

08/31/24 — twisted wonderland <3

how to stop an ob under ten seconds ( gone wrong ) — summary. ‘the overblotters become first hand witnesses to a beat down ( courtesy of you )’

characters ;; riddle, leona, azul , tags ;; reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader is yuu, funny shtuff ensues, romantic or platonic ( up to the reader! )

a/n ( ¡¡YO!! la mas twst fans hispano, la mejor!! hablo espanol pero no soy la mejor quando escribo entonces disculpame,, i LOVE this ask it’s so funny,, i need to see more of a yuu who just beats down whoever almost obs real talk ( also i wasn’t exactly sure how to pull this off, so i chose specific events they were in respectively and had some random character be the “almost ob’d” one, before proceeding to realize i’m actually not familiar with that many events, so until i am, this is a mere part one, hope that works ^-^ )

r. rosehearts — a magicam monster

— basically just about everyone was tired of how overbearing the magicam monsters were, riddle and yourself included. but one in particular was rather difficult to deal with, on their wits end with the way things weren’t going their way when they were getting told off for their disregard for safety when attempting to take their picture for social media. not like you cared—they had no good reason to be upset.

— one thing you were suspicious about; they seemed to be a mage themselves, likely from another school. and as they argued with riddle, you could tell things were going to get out of control..if they hadn’t already. what you were trying to figure out was if it was going to be because of riddle using his ultimate magic, or because the other mage was clearly overcumulating their blot.

— for the most part, you were just watching the scenario with your eyebrow raised—you’re a magicless student after all, the most you could really do without being violent is politely ask them to back down, and you already knew they wouldn’t care for that. at the very least though, you held on to a shovel; ‘just in case you really needed them off your case’, you explained yourself. so when you noticed the mage about to reach for their magic pen, clearly overflowing with blot, you pushed yourself from your idle stance, approaching from behind before slamming the mage’s side with your shovel like you were playing baseball.

— as the mage then proceeded to fall on his side and curl up in a silly way as he was practically KO’d, riddle merely stood in front of you after being a first hand witness ( he had quickly looked around just to be sure he wasn’t the only one who saw that ( but he was ) ) to your so apparent solution. you had to say, he truly was making a silly face that you could only describe as a mix of flabbergasted and nervous. “you doing good, riddle? to every problem there is a simple solution, ya know.” “ah-! yes, of course, [y/n].”

— it was only when you walked away to help deal with other magicam monsters that riddle put a hand to his chest to sigh in relief, but also a nervous smile on his face and wobbly legs. ‘were they planning to do the same to me when i overblotted..?’

l. kingscholar — a bead brawl opponent

— the idea of being invited to the sunset savanna with your friends and watching them participate in bead brawl was exciting; you definitely didn’t regret coming. the only issue, though, was when you’d heard the whispering of someone who you’d soon recognize as another bead brawl competitor while you were walking through the stalls in the city casually shopping with the others, and you could tell they were upset ( irritated even, as the stand seller nervously asked them if they were ready to pay and they merely slammed their money on the table before walking away ).

— wasn’t your problem though, despite your sympathy for whatever their issue was, so you continued on your way when leona questioned your slow pace. “what’s the problem herbivore,” he teased, “the heat getting to you?” “hmph, no way,” you rebutted. and that was the end of that, or so you thought, since you came to end up seeing them again once you went with the others to the hotel once you were all ready to retire from the sight seeing. the next day relatively early in the morning ( especially since it was just a little before kalim and lilia’s makeshift concert ), you were already awake from your random food cravings haven waken you up.

— you just figured you’d get up and go to the hall to see if you could get any snacks from a vending machine, so you hauled yourself up to do just that. you definitely didn’t expect to see the competitor from before sitting down beside said vending machine, eyebags evident as if they spent the whole night awake. you walked past them to get your snack of choice, thinking back to before, until you quit your hesitance to get a water bottle as well. once they slid themselves up from the side of the vending machine, you extended the water bottle to them. “sorry that i didn’t ask, but are you doing okay, dude?”

— it was only when they turned to stare at you with their irritated expression, that you realized that they were beginning to accumulate blot; and quickly, might you add. “what the hell do you think you’re doing coming up to me-“ they began, before they stopped midway as they noticed you disappeared. until they felt a pull at their lower leg, looking down to see you were the one grabbing it. “hey, what-?!” “dragon corkscrew time ( you may refer to nichijou’s “mio loses it” on youtube for visuals )!!”

— and with the loud thud that followed, a certain lion beastman was awoken as he begrudgingly made his way out to the hall. “hey herbivore, what’s your dea-“ he stopped midway, noticing the scene laid out before him, and the thumbs up you gave him which absolutely didn’t help. “..nope, not dealing with this. no migraines for me.” and with that, he was on his way back to his room with a hand rubbing the back of his neck as he sweat. ‘they were definitely planning to do the same to me, huh..’

a. ashengrotto — a club member at vargas camp

— though you weren’t an actual participant, you sympathized with the club members that were—it seemed extremely exhausting, after all. especially when it came to azul, in which you gave him a pat on the back when it came to it. though clearly, some members were struggling more than others; and you weren’t talking about him or idia. as you did your check in with azul’s team, you noticed presumably another member of his club off to the side, evidently tired out of his mind.

— he had his own help though ( him sliding against a tree until he reached to sit on the ground ), so you let it be for at least right then. and then you were on your way, ready to talk to another team to check in with them as grim, who was sat on your shoulder, annoyed you while asking for food.

— it was only on the next day of vargas camp when you had your suspicions, as the club member that you recalled from the day prior seemed a little more off his rocker as he begrudgingly helped out his club mates. at least, until he scurried off to a nearby place to sit on the grass to lay down again—honestly, if he did it even maybe once more you knew for a fact he was going to get scolded by vargas if it didn’t happen already. so of course you decided to be mindful as you approached, making sure grim was doing something else.

— “are you doing okay—?” you were in the middle of questioning him out of your goodwill, before you noticed the rapid accumulation of blot going on. and before he could even look up to scowl at you and get a word in, you instinctively acted upon your first reflex; a sideswipe sonar ( you can refer to ‘mio loses it’ quite a bit for these actually ) to his stomach—for the greater good, of course. and once you confirmed he was knocked out, patting the invisible dust off your legs, you turned away..only to be greeted with azul who was staring at the whole thing go down, trying to make his jaw drop subtle.

— you just stared back nonchalantly, “oh, hey azul, what’s up?” “u..uhm,” he tried, “it’s fine prefect, but what pray tell if you don’t mind me asking was that for?” thus he was met with a shrug, “blot accumulation..it was necessary! i’m sure he’ll thank me—uh, probably.” and just a little after you waved him goodbye, calling for grim to check on the other teams, he let himself breath a shaky sigh of both relief and stress. ‘should i be thankful that was something i managed to avoid..? i suppose so..’

[acciocriativity]

LITTLE THINGS - A CS SCENARIO

(Pictures are not mine, credits for the original owners)

Non-idol! San x GN! reader

Genre: fluff, a little bit of angst

Tags/ warnings: established relationship; pure comfort, mentions of overthinking; implied insecure reader

WC: 708

N/A: This is my fic for San's birthday! I decided to twisted it a little bit, so it's reader's birthday instead! Let me know what you guys think 💕

Ateez Masterlist

It’s not surprising for a partner to want to do something special for their significant other, right?

When it’s for San, oh boy, don’t you go all out for him? A new game he has been eyeing for weeks, but he is unsure whether to buy because it’s too expensive and he didn’t finish the ones he has already? You got it. A new bag he loved very much, but didn’t get because he thought he didn’t need it at the moment? It’s his! And you know that you don’t have to, but how can you not when everything else seems too small for him?

He would truly be happy with anything, ANY-THING you give him with just a little bit of thoughtfulness. Oh, did you remember when he told you that the thing that he loved very much broke all of sudden and gave him another one? Or you got him that thing he mentioned like six months ago and he himself forgot about it? He’s the happiest man alive. He lives for your attention, care and thoughtfulness and you’re more than happy to do that on a daily basis, just as much as he does for you.

So what’s the problem with him going all out for you? San didn’t get it, but what reason does he have to question you on your preferences? There was none until now.

“Are you sure?”, San asked you as he took your right hand in his much warmer one.

“Yes, babe. It’s okay, I don’t real-”

You didn’t really need anything, nothing was broken or in need of replacement. That was the only case where you let San buy something for you in the past, so he got used to asking you for what you wanted, but for your birthday there was nothing.

“I don’t really have anything in mind for a present and I’m more than happy having you around this year, what else do I need?”, you smiled at him and he did smile back for a moment, until his face fell into a frown.

Sure, his heart was fluttering because of those beautiful words BUT there was something more important than that in his mind.

“Honey”, San said and paused for a moment, while caressing your hand with his thumb.

You felt the words hitting the top of your hair, his lips resting at the top of your head and you couldn’t help yourself, you shivered.

His deep voice saying that word specifically always did something to you and he knew it. You knew his smile was growing on his stupid cute face and you mumbled to yourself on his covered chest.

“Why did you never let me buy you real gifts?”, he whispered as he held you tighter in his arms.

You held your breath.

“It’s always something for the house or for the both of us, but never something for you only, because you want to”.

It was stupid. You knew it already, but those thoughts never leave you, those words from your parents never leave you.

“I like to do it for you”, you whispered back.

“Do you think I wouldn’t like to do it for you? Hm?”, his voice was so soft and low, it was a little secret in that little bubble you created for yourselves.

He always says he does want to give you the whole world, but what if you ask for too much? What if what you want it’s so superficial and unnecessary and he thinks you’re ungrateful? What if he thinks you don’t appreciate him? What i-

“Love, you’re overthinking again”, he said and moved around a little to grab both of your hands.

“I don’t like it when you spend too much money on me”, you said as you tried to keep yourself together.

It was a half truth, you couldn’t lie to him, but even then, you couldn’t look up to him.

He didn’t know the why, but he knew that you needed more time and space to open up to him. So that day, he just held you tighter and promised to himself he would get you something you loved with all of your heart this year and all the years after that too.

[vodika-vibes]

Omggg I was melting from flirtatious Seventeen, I love him being a shameless flirt 😫 Could you please do one where reader is very self conscious and just doesn’t see what 17 sees so she thinks he’s just messing with her when he says suggestive things? Maybe reader has an obvious crush on him so she assumes that because 17 knows he just flirts with her to embarrass her or try to get with her. Sorry if this is really long and specific😅, we all love everything you do btw! Thanks!

For Them

Summary: Alpha-17 has been driving you insane for ages now, and that mixed with the stress of your current responsibility is just too much.

Pairing: Alpha-17 x Reader

Word Count: 1358

Warnings: Kaminoans are assholes who experiment on babies

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So...I kind of went a little off the rails on this one. I had a plan, and then I started writing, and I got distracted by clone babies. Sorry.

Sometimes you hate the fact that you’re so easy to read. If you were just a little better at hiding your emotions, you wouldn’t be in this situation. Well, you hope you wouldn’t be in this situation.

After all, if your crush on Alpha wasn’t so obvious, he wouldn’t have any reason to tease you so much, right?

Because there’s absolutely no way that he means what he says when he flirts with you, or makes those suggestive comments to you.

Best case scenario he’s just trying to get into your bed for a bit of quick fun. Worst case scenario, he’s trying to humiliate you. And if you didn’t need this job so badly, you would have transferred out to somewhere else.

Tragically, this job is the best one for you at the moment, and you can’t just leave the cadets-

You purse your lips as you focus your attention back on your datapad and the information on the screen. You need to focus, you can’t afford to be distracted by Alpha right now. The Kaminoans decided to play with the genetic makeup of some of the tubies, and it’s a whole thing.

Three of them are albino, which comes with its own host of health issues that need to be mitigated. Two were born totally blind, and another three are going to be blind unless you figure out a way to keep their immune system from attacking their eyes (honestly cybernetics for all five of them will probably be the easiest option, after all no one’s figured out how to keep human’s immune systems from attacking their eyes), and one was born without the ability to use his legs.

Honestly, the urge to take all 9 of them and flee Kamino is getting stronger with every passing day, but as of right now, there’s no way for you to get them off Kamino without drawing the ire of several very dangerous men, Alpha at the top of the list.

You push your fingers through your hair as you scan the medical data coming from CT-238-765’s (his name is Grim and you’re pretty sure you love him) cradle and you scowl. He’s never going to be able to walk. Maybe with surgery-

“If you keep scrunching your face up like that, you’re going to get wrinkles,” A deep voice says from the door, and you yelp and your datapad tumbles out of your hands.

You whip around, your eyes wide, and then you press your hand over your heart, “Don’t do that!”

Alpha-17 grins at you, “Did I spook you, mesh’la?”

You scowl at him and duck down to scoop the tablet back into your hands, turning the screen away from the larger man so he can’t see just how bad these tubies are, “Did you need something?”

He drags his gaze down your body, and you fold the datapad over your chest as you fight the urge to shift uncomfortably. His grin broadens, “Yeah, I can think of a thing or two that only you can help me with.”

Your face burns, “There are babies in the room,” You hiss at him.

“They’re too young to understand what I’m saying, sweetheart,” Alpha replies as he enters the room properly, and peers into one of the cradles, “Honestly, I could probably bend you over in here and none of them would even know it.”

You sputter, “You…you don’t know-that’s totally inappropriate-”

He laughs, and moves to peer into Grim’s cradle, and you immediately move to put yourself between Alpha and the infant, without thinking about it. “You’re not allowed to handle him. Technically, you’re not allowed to handle any of the babies. Remember?”

Alpha rolls his eyes and lightly nudges you to the side, “The rule was only enforced when the Prime was alive, which he’s not.” You move to the side as he nudges you, curse you for being so weak in his presence.

“Only because everyone else is afraid of you,”

“You’re not.” He grins at you, “You want to fuck me.”

Your face burns, and you glare up at him, “There. Are. Children. Present.” You hiss at him.

“Yeah, yeah. So you’ve said.” He regards Grim silently for a moment, “Also, that wasn’t a denial, gorgeous. Why isn’t he moving his legs?”

“He’s fine. And I’m not going to sleep with you just so you win whatever twisted game you're playing with me,” You snap, though you keep your voice quiet, “And don’t touch-” You sigh when Alpha reaches into the cradle and pokes the infant’s foot, and he doesn’t react.

“The fact that you think I’m  playing a game with you is hurtful, gorgeous.” Alpha replies, a frown crossing his scarred face as he looks down at the infant, “He can’t feel his legs.”

“He’s fine.” You say, your voice pitching a little higher in sudden panic, “They’re all fine. You can’t tell the longnecks. You can’t. They’ll decommission them.”

“Wait, wait. Hold on,” Alpha looks at you, suddenly no longer interested in teasing you based on the look on his face, “What…there’s something wrong with all of these tubies?”

“Winter, Snow, and Cin-” You motion to the three at the end, “Are all albino. The five in the middle are either blind, or are going blind, and then Grim here-”

Alpha holds up his hand, “What happened?”

“The Kaminoans were playing with their genes.” You say bitterly, “And now these kids are the ones who will suffer for it.” You carefully remove the monitors from Grim’s legs, and attach them to a different baby's legs, altering the data just enough.

Alpha stops you, “How long has this been happening?”

You shrug, “You know that CF-99 exists,” You point out, “They’re not the most popular because they’re assholes, but-”

“We’re all genetically predisposed to be assholes,” Alpha says dryly. His gaze lingers on the babies for a moment, “So, what’s the plan?”

“What?”

“For the tubies.”

You stare at him, “Um…so for the five that are blind, or going blind, I’m planning on making arrangements for them to get cybernetic eyes. As for Grim…I’m working on it-”

Alpha hums thoughtfully, “I have a better idea.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. How do you feel about taking the Tubies and leaving?”

You sputter, “I can’t raise 9 babies on my own without a job-”

“You won’t be raising them alone,” Alpha replies with a roll of his eyes, “I’ll be going with you.”

“...what.”

He looms over you, and you’re very glad that you’ve never been intimidated by Alpha, for all that he flusters you to high heaven. “You think I’m playing with you. That I don’t mean every word that I say to you. Maybe you have cause for that, I’m not going to judge. But I do mean every word, and if I have to run away with you and these kids to make you believe me, then so be it.”

“But…what about your other brothers?”

“They’ll be just fine without me.”

“But-”

“Yes or no, cyar’ika?” Alpha interrupts, “Do you want to ensure that these kids, kids that you named, have a proper life? Or do you want to run the risk of your manipulations getting exposed? And that’s not me threatening you. That’s me pointing out that you’re not going to be able to hide your lies forever.”

Your hands shake, “Of course I want them to grow up happy and healthy, but this is…”

Alpha stares at you and you squeeze your eyes shut for a moment, thinking hard.

“Okay. Okay, but we have to be quick about it. If we get caught-”

“Don’t worry, cyar’ika. I can make sure that we don’t get caught.” He ducks down and brushes his lips against your temple, “Just be ready. We’re leaving tonight.”

And then Alpha is gone, leaving you alone with the 9 babies that you’re about to risk everything for. You sigh and turn to Grim, who looks up at you through big brown eyes, “You’re lucky I love you, kiddo.”

He flashes a toothless grin and grabs your finger, and you melt a little bit. You suppose it’s worth it.

[queenlua]

Writer interview game

tagged by @ultrakatua , hello thank you i’m a slut for attention

(if you're reading this you should feel free to consider yourself tagged, even/especially if you feel like you don't know me that well!)

When did you start writing?

Since I was pretty little… my 1st/2nd grade teacher had this thing where everyone had to write something in their journal every morning and I was SUPER tryhard about it, and when she told us we didn’t have to write about our lives, we could write about ANYTHING, I definitely started making up wild stories n shit

Are there different themes or genres you enjoy reading than what you write?

I read anything and everything. I guess I wouldn’t be a very good writer of big nonfiction history tomes, but that’s mostly because it requires, y’know, knowing a lot of history first; if I had that knowledge it seems like it’d be fun to try!

I used to say “I could never write a mystery” but then I read Tana French and was like ooooh maybe mysteries are cool actually so. huh. i guess i can imagine myself trying to write just about anything once. (in practice i mostly end up writing a combination of moody litfic and shlocky scifi/fantasy)

Is there a writer you want to emulate or get compared to often?

I’ve occasionally tried to actively emulate a specific author’s style, but that kind of thing feels kind of hard to sustain for more than the length of a writing exercise. it's kind of like trying to talk with a different accent. like, sure, you CAN train yourself to talk a different way… but i like how i talk fine, i’m too lazy to change :P

i dunno if i’ve heard many ppl comparing my writing to Actual Authors! and i lack the objectivity to figure it out myself haha

Can you tell me a bit about your writing space?

i do the Truman Capote thing where i mostly write lying down (but on a couch instead of in bed b/c partner is an extremely light sleeper and i do most my writing between midnight and 4am lol)

What’s your most effective way to muster up a muse?

god i wish i knew!!! then maybe i’d be able to muster it up on demand!!!

(in fanficland i seem to tend to glom onto a specific character and then just write ten fics Examining That Character From Every Angle. in origficland it’s that but usually with some sort of archetype or folktale or something that i’ve become briefly obsessed with)

Are there any recurring themes in your writing? Do they surprise you?

…I did have a moment earlier this month where I typed a line of dialogue, thought to myself “that sounds faintly familiar hm,” did a ctrl+f on my computer, and discovered I’d used a very similar line of dialogue in an abandoned WIP from seven years ago, in a scenario VERY THEMATICALLY/SITUATIONALLY familiar to the WIP i was working on, and i was like. oh my god. i so have a Type why am i like this

(in this particular situation the Theme & Variation was along the lines of “doing a Horrible Thing under duress but also none of these other fucks are willing or able to do it so i guess i gotta, jfc.” skimming over my past few pieces, inasmuch as there’s any commonality between them, i think i can point at, like… “feeling trapped by a mostly-internal sense of obligation that is nonetheless *experienced* as though it were external,” “people talking past each other for very good yet nonetheless tragic reasons,” “clueless rich guys,” “angry women contemplating murder”)

((wait, also: awful dinner parties and awful sex. fuck, why didn’t i lead with that one. i want to write awful dinner parties and bad sex for the entire rest of my life))

What is your reason for writing?

passes time between now and the grave

(less glibly: i get pretty unhappy if i go a long time without Making something, and of all my creative-ish abilities, writing is the one i find most satisfying)

Is there any specific comment or type of comment you find particularly motivating?

Once I finished playing a game, thought to myself “that was good but I really want backstory for [character] and actually I’m pretty sure I have the only correct take on said backstory,” and then proceeded to write that fic. A commenter came in saying “hey I came here because I was really craving backstory for [character] and now I can stop reading because yours is clearly The One that I was looking for, thanks." That felt really good! how often have i had to write a fic, not because I wanted to, but because NO ONE ELSE had written the one I wanted to read??? Glad to spare you some trouble, random internet person.

How do you want to be thought about by your readers?

for origfic: the author is dead babey. do not perceive me. i am not here

for fanfic: i still don’t mind if the reader simply Does Not Perceive Me; the work itself is the thing i care most about. but, y’know. if someone reads my fic & is like “i’m insane about this character in the exact same way Lua is, i’m-a slide into her DMs,” i’m very down for that, lol. it’s like whale songs. i’m out here singing my goofy tune and maybe i never hear anything back but if i do that’d be a sweet bonus

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

hmmmm. i’m never quite sure how to think about this sort of question… people often answer with something like “dialogue” or “descriptive imagery” or whatever, but that started to feel kind of weird to me at some point? like pointing at a symphony piece and being like “the low winds were especially good at staying in tune,” like it may be a correct observation, but also the whole orchestra has to be in tune to *some* extent for the piece as a whole to work, and when it *is* working the thing you point out as a strength isn’t gonna be something ticky-tack like that

…but i’m not sure what i’d specifically point to as a higher-order thing haha. i guess, last time i reread some of my own stuff, i was pretty pleased with how much interpersonal *tension* there was in various “ppl talking in rooms” scenes (see: awful dinner parties), so maybe something along those lines

How do you feel about your own writing?

arguably the main reason to write fanfic is so I can go back and reread it 2+ years later and be like “damn this shit rules, bitch was really onto something there”

(i like it! it’s pretty fun good stuff! a pleasing mix of action/plottiness/gratuitousness and, like, actual character and narrative work)

[moonfurthetemmie]

so just for funsies i rewrote the second part of the DS Verses crossover with SolarSystem. Aka, the version of DS Nightmare with DID (there's one other post about it but you'll have to go through the tags)

i also, for this exact reason, made notes on how everyone (except scenario-specific alters) talks when fronting. i need to learn more about how Australians talk but here's the list

Nortimer (host):

miles newton. 'normal' for those of us who are used to modern-day Dreamswap

i don't know what else to say man. you know who he is. memey little fuck

has the most up-to-date knowledge of anime but that's gonna change real fast now that they all know they're there

Vex:

High-strung

kind of screechy

the only one that seems to not have a sense of humor at all.

Jack:

he just Sounds emo. You can't put your finger on why but he does

also sounds tired and/or irritated. probably because he often switches when Nortimer's being a moron

dryer humor than Nortimer, to the point where you can't always tell if he's fucking with you or not

Hades:

Australian accent for reasons unknown (moon's brain said so) (moon's brain can't tell you why either)

Generally very tense since she doesn't usually front in safe situations. Gets worse the longer she's out

rather high-pitched but not as much as Vex. by far. Vex why are you so shrill.

Noot:

yeah that's a teenager. at least he's not having random voice cracks

awkward as fuck

talks like he was born a hundred years ago. because he was. and hasn't really gotten out much since. still painfully obvious that he's a goddamn teenager

And now here's the fic. I have never written a plural character before so this was interesting.

Apparently, England (in some universes) had closed the parks for the Queen’s passing. Why, Nightmare didn’t really know, but he and his friends were happy to take advantage of this. They’d talked a lot about how nice it would be to just go eat outside somewhere, but being wanted criminals made opportunities for that…well. Non existent. 

But, if the parks were going to be completely empty, and not even patrolled, there’d be no one to call JR or arrest them.

“And Vex isn’t going to lose his goddamn mind about it,” Jack had said before they left, much to the amusement of everyone but Vex.

So they packed some sandwiches, chips, and drinks, and had a picnic. Most of Nortimer’s headmates had decided to hang out near front for this excursion, since it sounded like fun. The group also brought Kevin. On a leash. At least he wasn’t smart enough to figure out how to wiggle off the collar like a dog.

Cross and Error still weren’t sure how Nightmare had managed to find a chicken collar, but decided that some questions are better left unanswered. The system would probably pass a majority vote and sell the body’s kidneys to get something nice for Kevin. They didn’t want to know.

Everyone was enjoying themselves, though. It felt weird to be in a park without anyone else around, but they decided to pretend they were just eating in the middle of nowhere, which conveniently had uniformly short grass. It was peaceful, even with Kevin wandering over and trying to steal the ham from Error’s sandwich.

“Why is your chicken carnivorous,” Error complained, holding her sandwich out of reach. “He’s supposed to eat grains and stuff, isn’t he?”

Nightmare snickered. “Chickens’ll eat just about anything. I’ve heard stories about them even eating other chickens just because one of them was bleeding.”

“…ah,” Cross said, slowly putting down her PBJ. “Not. Quite so fond of chickens anymore.”

“Mostly they eat grubs,” Nightmare assured them. “And that been Kevin’s diet for about a hundred years, so ham’s like a delicacy for him. Don’t give him any though, he’s not supposed to have table scrapes.”

“I’m trying,” Error complained, trying to keep Kevin from climbing on her to get to her sandwich.

“C’mere, Kevin.”

Kevin stopped for a moment, cocking his head to the side. Nightmare tugged on his leash. Kevin ambled over to him, letting Error finally eat in peace. Nightmare held out a small bag of chicken feed he brought, and Kevin made himself busy. Error watched Kevin warily, slowly bringing down her sandwich back to face level.

Cross grinned. “Eat it quick, before he comes after it again.”

Error snorted and took a big bite that wasn’t really polite, but she didn’t care. It was just them, after all.

They’d chosen a bad day for their picnic. At least they didn’t have to find out the same way Dream did, though.

Kevin suddenly looked up from his very important task of eating and crowed loud enough to be heard across the park and probably reached the gift shop by the road, right before a loud POP made the trio yelp. Cross dropped a handful of Cheetos. Nightmare accidentally tried to breathe soda and started coughing. Error nearly spit out that bite of sandwich.

They followed Kevin’s gaze, and found a tall, familiar looking man staring at them with a blank expression, though something about his posture and stance expressed absolute bewilderment.

Nightmare caught his breath after a moment, and stared at the man with equal confusion.

“Oh, that’s not good,” Hades said in a hushed tone. “Shit.”

“I guess it’s a good thing Noot stayed in back this time,” Vex muttered.

Noot himself heard them, but couldn’t presently do anything more than try to listen.

The new guy looked…like Dream. Almost exactly like Dream, but something was off. Nightmare could barely sense anything from his except his aura, like he was somehow suppressing all of his emotions. And he just looked…different. The sword at his side looked more decorative than anything; its scabbard covered in jewels and gold filigree, and the hilt didn’t look very worn at all.

His wings and eyes were startlingly orange, and even as they watched they could see feathers flaking off and dissolving into ambient magic.

Nightmare was so confused, with all of them so busy trying to figure out where the hell this guy came from, that he didn’t notice the uncomfortable warm sensation in his soul building until it started to burn. 

“…Ow. Ow, ow, ow ow ow,” Nightmare stumbled to his feet and backed away from the strange Dream quickly. Once he’d regained his footing, ‘his’ voice changed in pitch and accent. “What the fuck, dude? Why are you burning me?”

“Oh, I do not like him. I don’t like him at all.” 

None of them were used to Hades getting forced into front, but being pulled out of front when it happened was even worse. Especially given what had to happen to trigger it. 

This guy hadn’t shown any sign of wanting to kill Nightmare, but he’d still managed to force a switch. 

Cross and Error quickly got to their feet. Cross’s fingers twitched and started to glow red, but she and Error suddenly gasped and grabbed at their hearts, too.

‘Dream’ folded his wings back, which only lessened the burning sensation slightly. He gave Hades an odd look. “My sincerest apologies,” he said, not sounding very sorry, or seeming to care. “I seem to be in the wrong universe.”

Cross and Error hurried over to Hades, all of them still trying to get away from the winged fire ball.

“Wrong multiverse, maybe,” Cross snapped. “What the frick is wrong with your aura thing?”

The man shook his head and sighed. “I’m afraid I can’t afford the time to speak with you three. I have things I must take care of, and I don’t have the luxury of free time.” He nodded his head to them, spread his wings, and took off.

They stared after him, and watched as he opened a portal and flew through.

“…Um?”

“Bukbukbukbukbuk,” Kevin said as he cleaned up the chicken feed Nightmare had spilled.

“That was…” Error started, finally able to swallow that bit of sandwich. “…Weird. What planet did he come from?”

Hades coughed. She could still feel that burning sensation, and her lungs were still rebelling from Nortimer’s attempt to breathe diet coke.

Pop!

“Oh, god, not again.”

This one was behind them. Kevin apparently had decided that this person didn’t need a rooster’s trumpeting to welcome them.

Before any of them could turn around, though, they heard an excited gasp, and Hades was nearly pushed to the ground.

Hades wheezed and stumbled yet again. “Fuck, my ribs-“

“Blue?” Error sounded indignant and confused.

Hades was released, and the man that had randomly bear-hugged her said, “Sorry, sorry sorry! I got a little too excited.” He giggled.

This ‘Blue’ looked like he hadn’t seen the light of day in months. The Blue they knew was pale, sure, but this guy was white white. Hades was pretty sure she could see some of his veins. His hair was a choppy, messy, uncombed tangle, and despite his energy, he had bags under his eyes like he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in years.

He was grinning at them, a little too widely, but seemed friendly enough. He didn’t seem to notice how they’d all tensed up.

“This is a different multiverse, isn’t it?” He asked, but instead of waiting for an answer, he went on. “We should have nicknames, so we don’t get confused! Or, at least I should get a nickname, since I’m the stranger here.” He paused, his eyes sliding to the side like he was listening to someone else. His smile seemed frozen for a moment, almost forced. Hades could sense emotions that weren’t his, coming from a different source, but it was faint, and she couldn’t figure out where it was, or what exactly they were feeling. ‘Blue’s emotions were sliding from excited to despondent, before he suddenly looked back at them and said, with the same excitement as before, “How about you call me ‘Hunter’? I really-“

Cross held her hands up. “Ooookay, slow down dude. What the fuck is even going on, another Dream dropped out of nowhere and then left right before you showed up.”

Hunter perked up. “Really? Dream’s here too?” He laughed. “I wonder if anyone else from our multiverse is here!”

Hades and her friends glanced at each other. Hunter seemed to have a few screws loose in there.

“Ooookay. Right. Well.” Hades scratched her head. “Nice…to meet you? I guess? Did you have to nearly break my fucking ribs?”

Hunter giggled again. “Sorry. I don’t get to spend time with my versions of you very much. I get a liiiittle over excited to meet new people~”

“…So you knew right away we weren’t from your multiverse?” Error said hesitantly. “How different are they from us, then?”

Hunter taped his chin. “Hmm…Well, physically, not very. I think maybe some slight height differences? And Nightmare has a more American accent and his voice is deeper.” He looked them all over again, humming. “I think the others have more scars, too.” His gaze stopped on Cross for a moment, and he tilted his head. “Lots more scars, in your case. Do you only have the one on your chin? I wonder why there’s such a difference.”

Hades became uneasy. If Hunter didn’t spend a lot of time with his version of them, how could he tell just from a quick glance that they weren’t the same? He didn’t even hear her talk before he hugged her.

“Well, different AUs can be really different. I don’t see why multiverses would be mostly the same.” Cross mused. “It’d be cool to have a lot of scars, though. I bet she looks so badass.”

Hunter hummed. Then he giggled. “My versions of you would’ve already chased me off by now. I think I like you three more, you’re much nicer.”

Error crossed her arms. “Just because we’re not chasing you off doesn’t mean we want to hang out with you.”

“I think I’d prefer it if we chased him off,” Vex said. 

“Yeah, we barely know you,” Hades agreed. “And we don’t have the best relationship with our version of you.”

Hunter’s face fell. “…Oh. So…we can’t be friends?” He sounded heartbroken.

Hades opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly that other, unseen person’s emotions became very, very clear. At the same time, Hunter flinched and lifted his hands up slightly, like he was going to cover his ears.

Hades could tell where the person was, now. They were right next to Hunter. They were angry and so full of hate and contempt, she could easily imagine someone shouting in Hunter’s ear.

Hades and Cross glanced at Error, who looked very uncomfortable. “…We just aren’t going to trust you right away,” she said finally. “We-“

But Hunter had perked up, and grabbed her hands. Error tensed up and started glitching violently. His eyes had practically turned into stars and he started talking really really fast about hanging out with them all and doing things before Error jerked away and tucked her hands under her arms.

Hades and Cross were immediately by her side, standing slightly in front of her to keep Hunter from touching her again. Hunter just blinked. “…What? Are you okay?”

“She doesn’t like being touched,” Cross said firmly. “I don’t know if your Error was different, but you really can’t just grab her hands or whatever like that.”

Hades held her hand out to Error, not touching her shoulder but trying to send a message of attempted comfort. “Are you ok?”

Error’s eyes had filled with glitches and ‘error’ messages, and she shuddered, but nodded.  

Hunter furrowed his brows. Hades could sense the other, unseen person’s dark amusement. “I don’t understand.”

“Just don’t do it,” Cross said.

“I don’t…like it,” Error glitched. “Ask first. No means no.”

Hunter frowned, but said nothing. After a few moments making sure Error was actually okay, the Meme Squad decided to go pack up what was left of their picnic. They didn’t really feel like staying here, if people like Hunter and that other Dream were going to keep popping up.

“Oh, were you having a picnic?” Hunter asked. He started talking. And didn’t stop talking. This guy must’ve been awfully lonely. He politely asked if he could have some of Cross’ cheetos, and she gave him what was left in the bag. At least that slowed down his talking.

Once they’d gotten everything packed up, Hunter seemed disinclined to leave them alone. In fact, he seemed to be more determined to stick with them. Hades could sense irritation coming from somewhere, but not from anyone that she could see. She was starting to wonder if it was a ghost.

“…Uh, hey Hunter?” Cross said as Hunter finally took a breath and Error made a portal. “We gotta get home.”

“Can I come?” Hunter interrupted her.

Cross blinked. “I- huh?”

Hades narrowed her eyes. “Mate, do you remember the part where we hardly know you?”

Hunter tapped his chin. “Well, yeah, but…I don’t know how to get home, and I can’t make portals. I’m going to need help figuring out how to get back, and in the meantime, I’d rather stay with familiar people.”

“You could get a hotel,” Error suggested.

“My wallet didn’t get teleported here with me,” Hunter said. “Please?”

The trio of friends looked at each other for a moment. Nightmare thought he heard someone scoff, but it must’ve been his imagination.

“…You’d really be better off getting help from JR,” Hades said slowly. “They have a lot more people there who actually know about traveling between AUs, and would probably know where to start to get you home. Unlike us.”

Hunter tilted his head. “…But you can’t take me there, can you?” He said. It wasn’t really a question. “You’re wanted by them in this multiverse too, aren’t you?” He stepped closer to them. “Please let me stay with you. I would be perfectly fine sleeping on the couch, if you don’t have a guest room, and I’d be happy to help cook and clean!”

Cross sighed. “Ok, look-“

Hunter, for some goddamn reason, took this as a yes, and beamed at them. “Really? Thank you! I promise you won’t regret it!” And then he rushed through the portal.

Cross’s mouth hung open. “Did- did he just-“

“I think that was the most polite home invasion I’ve ever seen,” Hades muttered. “He’s going to be a right pain in the ass trying to get him out, isn’t he?”

Error sighed wearily. “Great. Can’t ever just have a nice day out.”

Hades silently wondered if she’d get stuck in front with Hunter in the house. That…wouldn’t be good. Not for any of them. 

[horizonspurple]

I need advice from a fellow sub… and your blog is the first one that came tho mind. Absolutely okay if you don’t feel comfortable. You can just ignore me! It’s okay!

How…do I know a Dominant partner is good for me? What are some signs of a partner being a healthy choice? Like what are some things a “green flag/good”Daddy/Dom does..? Or what should we look out for. I just don’t know. I’m afraid to mess up. I want to explore, but I’m afraid to get hurt. Or to find the wrong people.

Heyy!

I think this is a very good question and I will try to answer it to the best of my ability <3

When I first stepped into the world of kink I also was struggling a lot with what to look for in a healthy Dom/partner It can be super overwhelming and there are a lot of unsafe people out there, so it's good to be aware and protect yourself and your space

How do I know if someone is good for me? To know if someone is good for you, it is first important to know what qualities or things you think are important for someone to have and what things or qualities are dealbreakers For example, I really value people who don't mind taking things slow Because this is important to me, I make sure to look for that in people who I might want as a partner/Dom Another one is that I really dislike it when people smoke, so someone who smokes would be a dealbreaker for me These are very basic things, but they are important to think about and be mindful of when you look for a Dom/sub/partner/whatever it is you are looking for If there are things or qualities you find super important, it's likely that the match will be better if someone has those things

Another one is to ask yourself: 'What do I want/need in this relationship or dynamic and what are limits or boundaries?' These are very personal, but very important If for example, you are looking strictly for a 24/7 dynamic, it is important that the person you are looking for has a similar wish Ofcourse there is always room for talk and negotiation, but if there are things you specifically need or absolutely do not want, then you need to be aware of those and communicate about them

Green flags

having a normal conversation first, about vanilla interests, hobbies, who you are as a person

when they specifically ask about boundaries or limits that you have, and more importantly, when they don't try to push or negotiate on those (EVERYONE HAS LIMITS!!!)

when they are willing to explain what certain things mean for them or to them, for example 'what does being a Daddy mean for them?'

when they are aware of their own boundaries and limits and communicate about those clearly

they discuss safewords before doing any type of play, even if it's online play

they will respect your privacy and won't ask for pictures or a meetup right away

Red flags

they demand you call them a title (Sir, Daddy etc.) straight away, titles are earned not demanded

they are only interested in sex or kink talks

they send you sexual scenario's or fantasies without you telling them you want that

they don't talk about limits

they don't ask a lot of question and do not try to understand you

they say one thing but then do something else, or don't keep their word in some way

This is all I can think of right now, but just in case I'm tagging @lord-of-dice-and-kinks because I'm sure he has some other useful advice to add :)

I hope this helps, it's a lot of text but for sure important to be aware of Kink and dynamics can be super fun and safe with the right person, but it can be a tricky and dangerous road to get there Be mindful and take care of yourself, and trust your gut feelings If it doesn't feel right it probably isn't right <3

[narastories]

Hi Nara, I hope you had a good day!

For Fanfic Writer Friday, do you want to tell me what you're working on (if you are on something currently)?

And if you've got time, I'd love to hear your opinion about the use of the past or present tense in fanfic, because it always gives me so much trouble. I don't really have a logic for using one or the other, so I'd like to know yours.

Thank you <3

Hi! Yes, thank you, I had a great day <3

Ooh, these are two very interesting questions.

1.

I'm sort of working on something... By working, I mean writing notes in my notebook and trying to figure out how to tackle this idea ^^" I really want to write a Dresden Files/FPA crossover! (Let's see if by announcing it publicly I can successfully shame me into going through with it... I doubt it, but we'll try it...)

I've never actually written a crossover, so that's already a bit daunting. Having to juggle twice as many characters/ships as I would normally is also a challenge... Currently, I'm trying to decide what POV/s to use, and how not to make this too long. But I think it would be fun to draw some parallels between the characters, and it would also be fun to bring two of the fandoms I like together like this.

Another, perhaps silly consideration is that I now have 99 fics on AO3... To make the 100th one a little bit special would be cool. (Okay, that might not happen because I have already uploaded my Yuletide fic, and I'm not actually sure where AO3 will put it in the order of fics once the authors are revealed on Jan 1st...)

Anyway, wish me luck, I can tell you that Philes would very much be on the menu ;) 2.

You're asking me this because of the tags on my last fic, right? xD

Oh dear, where do I even start? I actually wouldn't say I have a well-developed opinion on this. And I think maybe it's better if we split it into two categories: what I think of past/present tense, and how I would decide what to use.

Just from vibes alone, I would say past tense is very comfy. It sort of "disappears" because we're so used to it. No one will be turned off by you using the past tense. You can do anything with it.

Present tense, on the other hand, feels a bit more intimate to me. It can work well for a more poetic tone. It has an urgency to it like you don't know what's going to happen. But it will also very much turn some people off ^^"

I will also add that if I'm talking about multiple layers of past events, the English past tenses can give me a bit of a hard time, so using the present tense can gloriously simplify that lol

I do like reading either btw, but how do I decide what to use when writing?

I use past tense 99% of the time. (I mean, literally. I think I have 98 fics written in the past tense, wrote one in present, and I'm pretty sure the next one will be in the past tense as well lol) So I’m no expert here, although I do have some WIPs where I also used present tense and I would totally consider experimenting with it more.

To be honest, there is only one scenario where I would opt for the present tense always, and it’s the 2nd person "you" fics... Dare I say: *whispers* reader-insert. Which is a whole different can of worms altogether that we are now opening.

Personally, in my opinion, if you think old forum role playing was cool but you think self-insert fic is cringe, that’s a *skill issue*. Luckily, I have mastered my destiny and overcame feelings of cringe lmao (I'm joking, you only read what you want, of course.)

What I mean is, I find it very charming how self-insert or reader-insert fic specifically about RPG games kind of circles back around to the roots of the “role-playing” in RPG. I might not read certain types of reader-insert fics, but I think they have their rightful place in fandom.

Now, getting back to the topic of present tense lol To me, sometimes certain things will just fit better for a fic. For example, when I started writing my first Dresden Files fic, I started writing it in 3rd person, because 1st person felt intimidating. But the canon is in 1st person, and something in me knew that it just had to be done that way for the right tone, you know? (It doesn’t mean you have to stick to the way canon is written, of course. It’s more about what fits better with the mood you are going for and what effect you want to achieve.)

Same thing with my last fic: the fandom I wrote it for uses present tense and uses 2nd person for the main character. Yeah, sure you can write an OC and write 3rd person, but the right vibe I was going for was begging me to use the present tense. So yeah, in a sense it was me wanting to stick more with the canon vibe, even if that challenged me. Which is interesting because usually it’s the other way around, no?

That is a really long way of saying I tend to stick to what is closes to canon. But I think you should always listen to your gut and just write how you like it better.

Thank you for the thought-provoking questions and sorry for the long ramble.

[tokiro07]

Undead Unluck ch.161 thoughts

[Enter the Dragon]

Tozuka, when I asked for “falling action” I didn’t mean the action of falling that we saw last week, I meant a moment to reflect on the events of the preceding arc. I really want an opportunity for Phil to interact with the group outside of the moments of tension, where we can see what kind of person he usually is and the life he usually leads. I’m sure we’ll get that sooner or later, I’m just a little sad that we’re jumping straight into the next arc

HOWEVER!!! This next arc is immediately shaping up to be a very exciting one!!! As you may have seen in the tag, folks are super excited to see the return of Shen, and to top it off, Mei is alive in this timeline!! I’m not entirely sure, but she seems to be older! She looks to be drawn about the same height and build as Fuuko, suggesting that she’s somewhere between 15 and 18 if I had to estimate. I guessed several reviews ago that Shen’s backstory likely happened in 2003 with him being about 13 so that he’d be 30 in 2020, but since his age was never established, he could feasibly be any age, probably pushing 40 if he’s around 18 in 1999. I guess he could have been born early this time, but I’m always hesitant to make that guess

The real significance to Mei being older here, though, is what it means for Shen’s backstory: SHEN DIDN’T DROP HER!!! Feng never pitted Shen and Mei against each other, he never pushed Mei over the cliff, and Shen never got Mei killed with Untruth! Not to say that they won’t end up in that scenario during this arc, but the two of them got to actually grow up together, and it’s all thanks to Fuuko!

Fuuko becoming the object of Feng’s obsession has led to him completely changing his interactions with Shen, though to what extent we can only guess for now. We know he still plans to kill Shen to prove to Fuuko that he’s stronger, but he still needs to raise him to become strong enough that doing so holds meaning. I can’t imagine that they’re on necessarily better terms, but at least murderous revenge isn’t on the table this time

Mei says that Shen needs to be saved, presumably from himself if I had to guess. I figure he’s gotten obsessed with being the strongest for some other reason than avenging Mei this time, and he’s pushing himself to a dangerous degree. Maybe it has something to do with Mui, this time? She’s almost definitely going to be coming into play during this arc (if for no other reason than convenience) so having her be a key player in Shen’s new backstory would be a helpful way to reintroduce her to the current loop

Fuuko’s fight with Mei also served as a great appetizer for this upcoming tournament arc, with Fuuko showing off a new Unluck technique! Using her long hair, she wraps it around her arms as bracers while also forming blades that should look familiar to everyone! They’re almost identical to Andy’s Dead Blades, further demonstrating not only Fuuko’s growth, but Andy’s continued influence on her! Makes me excited to see how Undead has evolved over the last four billion years, likely with some inspiration from Andy’s desire to see Fuuko

Jumping forward to the tournament, LOOK AT THOSE OUTFITS!!! Fuuko and Yusai really pull off those uniforms, and for some reason, I’m really liking how Billy looks. Maybe it’s wearing the jacket as a cape, maybe it’s that big ol’ smile, or maybe it’s because I’ve always had a bit of a thing for that style of pants, but that’s a good lookin’ man right there

Feng’s expression when he sees Fuuko is also pretty fun. I know it’s a self-indulgent read, but there’s...a weird sense of romanticism to anyone being that excited to see another person. I guess this is the feeling people get with hateships? Or yanderes? ...Huh, Fuuko pairs really easily with people whose appearances belie their ages, doesn’t she? Andy, Gina, Feng...wonder what’s gonna happen with Ruin...

As for how this arc is going to go, I’m hoping we get to have a little bit of time with Yusai specifically, as I feel like we haven’t gotten nearly enough development for her. Honestly, since she was the elderly master type like Feng previously, I can see her having a good rapport with Feng

Before I finish up, I want to just touch on the little details real quick, as I am wont to do

I’m glad to see that even without his sense of taste (I assume), Phil is able to eat thanks to Entruster. Wasn’t as much of a downside as it was presented to be, I guess!

Sean closing his eyes when he smiles turned him invisible. It’s always fun to see Tozuka pay attention to that, I’d probably end up forgetting half the time if it were me

Continuing Tozuka’s love of Gundam, the announcer for the tournament is a pastiche of the announcer from G Gundam, right down to the eyepatch and mustache

...Where did Gina get a smartphone in 1999?

While I’ve obviously been loving every arc in this loop (and every arc prior), I think this might be the most excited that the first chapter of an arc has gotten me for what’s to come since chapter 1! I anticipate it won’t actually be a tournament arc, but Negator vs. Negator is always the most fun match-up type for me personally, so any battles we get here are sure to be great! See y’all next week!

[ceramicbeetle]

11, 44, 47 (for “am I naive for wanting something better), 49.

(I haven’t forgotten about the “spell out your url with songs” tag btw, I’m just low on spoons at the moment.)

11. Are you partial to a certain character/pairing or are you more equal-opportunity? If you are partial to any character/pairing, why do you think that is?

I'm more equal-opportunity, I don't think I've ever really encountered a character pairing that feels Exclusive to me - I'm very comfortable shipping based on my mood lol, so like with Bill and Ted I'll write them romantically with each other or keep them romantic with the Princesses, it's all whim :3

44. If you take/write prompts: do you prefer dialogue or scenario/narrative prompts?

On the odd occasion I've taken prompts, they've all usually been narrative. I think I prefer it that way actually lol, I don't consider myself very good at writing dialogue, and so having to write Around some specific line would probably make it harder for me

47. If “am I naive for wanting something better" was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

Hmmm, that's a good one. I think they'd be my ratty old converse from middle school - a black pair gone kind of grey and brown, mud stains all over the white edges. There was a Huge hole in the bottom of my right one, because it got scraped all the way through thanks to how I limped/dragged that leg. The aglets had cracked and fallen off, so the laces were all gray and frayed too. But the fabric sides were so worn they were almost soft, and so they were comfortable, even if they Were a total nightmare when it was raining

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

I've got so many open drafts right now lol, here's a section from the Sick Fic i've been wanting to get out for a while :

"Hey girls," Bill says, appearing in the doorway and thankfully staying there (Bill's always been the best at figuring out when Ted's feeling not great, which is a good thing when Ted's not trying to hide it from him). "Hey Ted. We're heading out - d'you need us to pick anything up on the way home?" 

Ted wants to ask them to just come straight back, but won't. He glances at Billie instead. "You think of anything, Little B?" 

'Ice cream,' she signs back. 

He snorts. "Don't know if that's such an excellent idea," he says, and when she flops back dejectedly he hurries to catch her and amends, "Jo got popsicles the other day. If you're still feeling a little better when everyone gets home we can try those." She knocks her head against his shoulder and hides her face there again, which might be an agreement or a protest - who can be sure sometimes? 

Bill's watching them with a little smile on his face when Ted looks back at him. "If you need any help, call the office, okay?" Bill tells him, not budging until Ted nods. Then he drums a quick beat on the doorframe, "We'll be back soon as we can, dudes! Give Thea my love." 

[kakairu-rocks]

We are excited to introduce our next shining star for the Creator Spotlight... Mendelynn!

This is an activity where we reach out to one of the talented people in our community each month to find out all about them and their kakairu creations, and then show them off to the world!

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Pronouns: She/Her

Type of Creator: Writer

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1. How long have you been creating KakaIru fanworks?

According to my Ao3 stats, I uploaded the first chapter to my first KakaIru fanfiction, “Umino blood”, on 30th May 2019. I think I started working on that story half a year before that.

2. What are you working on right now?

I have two stories in progress, which are more on hiatus than they are actually in progress, and I revived my oldest story idea again… that one is an original story, though, that I may try to write anew. And in my first language, German.

3. What is your favorite trope to create for?

I do not think in tropes. To be honest, I still have to really understand the concept… I just see Kakashi and Iruka in the way that Kishimoto wrote them (and how I interpret his writing, of course) and I want them to be happy. So, I create scenarios where they have to interact with each other with the goal of making them a happy couple and the rest is guided by their personalities and the ideas that pop into my brain. There is a lot of slow burn, a lot of miscommunication, a lot of idiots to lovers. Idiots to lovers might be my favourite… but I do not create for a certain trope. My stories just happen to contain them. Therefore, my tags are messy. Sorry.

4. Which of your creations is your favorite, and why?

I would still say “Don’t let me go” is the best thing I have written so far… but my favourites might be the two shorts that I wrote and put into the “Kakashi and Iruka make fun of each other’s misery” series. I’m not good at writing funny stories, but I was very inspired for these two and they still bring a fat grin to my face when I read them (yes, I do read my own stories from time to time).

5. Do you have any WIPs you’re excited about?

Well, there are two stories I am working on, “Of Bodies and Minds” and “Fragrance”, and, of course, I love them a lot. There is also “Interlude”, the first KakaIru idea that I ever had which is very music-laden - Kakashi is a musician and band leader in this story. No, not the rock star kind, he’s the lead singer of an alternative jazz-pop combo inspired by Jamie Cullum’s music. This one is really interesting but I’m not sure if I’ll ever find the inspiration to continue and upload it. Also, there is a Gintama-Naruto crossover (Kakashi gets teleported into the Gintama world and has to help out in the Yorozuya until they find a way to get him back, and everyone thinks he is Gin-san’s more attractive brother) which I am dying to write because it’s so funny (that one only has an inkling of KakaIru). It has the same problem as “Interlude”, though… no muse.

6. Do you have any original characters? If so, tell us about them!

I have lots of OCs! Inside and outside my KakaIru workings. OCs appear in my stories all the time, whenever I need a specific person to do a specific thing that canon characters cannot do (e.g. die).

I mean, I created a whole Umino clan (with history and family tree) for “Umino blood”. A non-Naruto OC also had a tiny cameo in that story. But the one I have to mention is Umino Takaya because I love him so much more than my other OC children (I know I shouldn’t, I can’t help it). He was supposed to be just a small background character with one specific function but he disagreed, grabbed the mic and pushed everyone away from the spotlight to take it himself. He’s Iruka’s cousin, his best friend, and Naruto’s age. He’s extremely self-confident and bold, but at the same time sensitive and mindful of other’s feelings. He’s very gay. Words can’t describe how much I love him. (He is not my favourite OC of all time, though, that would be Met. But he is from said oldest story idea. And then there is Marleen… but I’m not allowed to talk about her.)

7. What was your hardest piece to create, and why?

There is not one story that is hard to write (if it is, I’ll never finish it), it’s specific moments and parts in the process. I struggle with domestic scenes a lot (and seeing how many there are in my stories, this is a real muse-killer). I am so meticulous in the way that I write that I never know where to put the cut or when to get out of a meaningless conversation or action or how to continue it in the first place. It’s a struggle, every time. Also, there is the problem of getting from one plot point I can envision clearly to the next.

8. Do you have any favorite scenes from something you’ve created?

I cannot, for the life of me, remember my own stories. Well, I remember the rough plot but never specific scenes. That’s why I can read them as if they were someone else’s work. It’s like rereading a book that you’ve read years ago. As soon as I write down a scene, it leaves my body and mind and does not belong to me anymore. It belongs to everyone who reads it.

I’m a big fan of wholesome moments and interesting dialogue, though. In general.

9. Where does your inspiration come from?

I wish I knew. Then, I would visit that place more often. To me, it feels like the inspiration and the ideas for my stories do not come from me or my brain. They are gifted to me by a higher power (Walter Moers calls it the Orm and I like that concept a lot). Thats why what I write does not feel like it belongs to me. I read it as if someone else had written it and I can’t believe that it is my own hands’ work. Music plays a big part in receiving inspiration, which is quite obvious in my shorter pieces, but it’s unpredictable if I’ll be receiving ideas or am just vibing. The most important thing for getting into a writing mood might be peace of mind. If I’m stressed, I can’t write. Hence, my current inactivity.

10. Which of your creations is the most meaningful to you, and why?

Every creation is meaningful to me. Every story is a learning process. With every story, especially the longer ones, I grow a bit more as a person and a writer. They all carry the emotions I felt while I was writing them. They carry my innermost thoughts and desires in a way that even I can only sometimes decipher. I am a storyteller by nature, I made up stories long before I could write, and therefore, my stories are my nature, my home.

[thesixthstar]

Ughhhhh posting this here because I have a tumblr tag instead of a dream journal and usually that’s fine and I’m good posting incredibly personal shit online for various levels of strangers/friends etc but uhhh if we hang out IRL please don’t read this one.

Fucking DEEPLY upsetting and stressful dream today that I’m hoping the details of it don’t mean anything specific.

In the dream I lived in an apartment building instead of my house, but still lived with my partner and one of our actual housemates, just like irl. I think we had a fourth housemate who isn’t our Actual IRL 4th housemate but it wasn’t important for the dream.

What WAS important for the dream is that my existing housemate J kept acting like a creep to me, and then would find excuses to get everyone else out of the house and rape me. Luckily for me this dream was fade-to-black before things Overtly Happened, which is USUALLY but not always the case when I dream things with sexual content. But as dreams do you get the info without the experience and it’s some emotional fuckery either way. But anyhow he would rape me and then after the cut-to-black would taunt me about how no one would believe me, and he threatened me against doing anything to stop him, and the dream kept going through scenarios where I would try to be alone with anyone but him but he would find a way to show up whenever I tried to find someone to help me. And every time someone’s back was turned he’d give me a Look, either evil grin like “haha you thought you could end this” or threatening like “don’t you dare” and idk what was stopping me from telling someone when I was around him from the Logic of the dream but I was just really scared, and when they left and we were alone again he’d cut-to-black rape me again. These scenes were presented back-to-back in the dream but I think they were meant to be spread out over some amount of time. He would let me be totally alone by myself but any time someone showed up or I got someone to come over he’d show up and I’d just have to pretend to be fine and then he’d punish me for trying to get help. He was also making sure I never had my phone when he wasn’t around so I couldn’t call or text anyone about it. At some point in the dream I managed to get my phone somehow and texted my partner “help me” and then J caught me with my phone and that’s around where I woke up.

There was no resolution to the dream and it’s upsetting even writing it down again. I haven’t been particularly extra stressed or depressed or anything lately and in fact have been having a pretty nice week, so I don’t get why I’m having such an awful dream rn. This housemate has never been creepy or threatening to me in ANY way irl and nor has anyone else been that he might have been a stand in for. I’m hoping the reason my brain cast him as the rapist in my dream is just because he’s really good at acting villainous (he’s the DM for one of our dnd games and plays some delightfully fucked up villains and is very good at it), because I don’t know anyone else who has ever given me Evil Grins before so perhaps my brain just needed anyone who I had seen giving an Evil Grin (as most of my dreams are pretty unexpressive when ot comes to people showing emotions)

Ugh and I feel gross and I wish I didn’t remember some of this dream so vividly because even if there was no visual sexual imagery, the whole thing was tinged with power and control and helplessness. I can see his face fucking grinning at me and feel how frozen-in-fear I was in the dream. I am DEEPLY hoping that either the dream will fade by the time I get dressed and go downstairs, or that my expert skills in being Casually At Arms Length will help me not have to Be Weird around J until I can forget all about it.

ETA: god fucking damnit I just remembered I have to go ask him opinions about Craigslist furniture today hope I can look him in the face fml 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃

On the bright side I’m sleeping over at my moms tonight so hopefully by the time we get to dnd on Sunday I’ll be Normal again

Update: went grocery shopping with partner before he came home so i Became Normal during that time - can apparently continue this Being Normal despite still remembering the dream.

[remus-poopin]

Not sure if you still commenting on headcanons, but most of mine are an attempt to imagine little silver linings in his very difficult life!

It sounds like whatever his mission with the werewolves was, it was a failure. I like to think that he still touched a lot of lives!

My hc is that werewolf communes reject wizard society so much (quite justifiably), they’re completely out of touch with where legislation and regulations currently stands for them. Remus is much better informed, and got some pack members out of what could have been big trouble, just by knowing his rights (and every loophole he can exploit), and being a good spokesperson. This could have opened some eyes that there’s a better way to organize.

I also have a hc that Remus won over the trust of a small group through his patronus. The pack Remus was tagging along with (a smaller, weaker branch of Greyback’s network) agreed to do a job for Voldemort in exchange for independence from Greyback’s leadership. Remus realised it was a trap and tried to warn them all, but the group wanted to follow through. Voldemort intended to use the werewolves as scapegoats for an attack, and at the end of the job they found themselves surrounded by ministry/voldemort bound dementors. Remus saves the day, but the pack now has to scatter and hide, every man for himself. They’re now much more inclined to take Remus’s advice before they take off.

Is it indulgent and convoluted? Maybe. But I just wanna give my main guy small victories.

I’m always taking hcs!!

I really love this because I have often struggled to imagine what Remus’ time in the werewolf packs would have looked like. I feel like his feelings towards other werewolves are so complex that it’s hard to think of the interactions because they would be so dependent on specific variables. Because how does he think of other werewolves? Does he pity them? Does he feel superior to them? Does he empathize with them? Does he feel disgusted with them? Does he feel connected to them? Does he feel isolated around them? And the answer to all of these are yes.

But I love these specific scenarios because it definitely feels like something he would do. He has some leadership skills as well as patience, compassion, wisdom, and kindness so I can fully imagine him helping in this way. But he would struggle committing to this form of leadership because of all of his internal feelings of shame, disgust, hatred, and guilt would get in the way (and he might project those feelings towards them). Ahh this is really good!

[bloodofthefates]

x. mun meme from @gloriousxdarkness​

3. How often do you reach for a synonym dictionary when writing? how about mentally?      Literally every single time I write even a sentence. While writing replies in separate documents because I’ve been burned far too many times on losing posts trying to write direct replies on tumblr, I almost always have some kind of thesaurus tab open because my brain gets so picky about alliterative word choices or better descriptive words for things and suddenly I can’t remember a single word I’ve ever learned.

5. Do you listen to music while your write?

     Abso-fuckin-lutely. There honestly isn’t much I do in life that doesn’t come with a soundtrack; I literally listen to music all the time. Writing is no different and it’s almost always thread mood related or specific character playlists. Sometimes I even combine ambient like YouTube world sounds while also playing music but sometimes it can be too overstimulating. Classical or melodical music is required some days so I don’t focus on lyrics instead of words I’m writing but like most of these answers; it all just depends on who I’m writing for or for what. 11. When you are writing a reply, how much ahead in the thread do you plan?

     Usually? Not very far. In a very Doctor Strange kind of way, I envision a lot of possible scenarios or overall outcomes of how different actions could lead to the thread going in various directions but I never make full decisions for my characters ahead of time. It’s pretty organic character choices and emotions in the moment of a reply where I feel like I’m just the conduit with no real control and whichever character I’m writing for is in the driver’s seat at the time. 

14. What do you do after you see a person has replied? Do you read it immediately, or do you wait for it to show up on the dash? Do you like it, draft it immediately, etc.?

     I am a literal kid in a candy store; I get so excited to read replies and things that people write for me whether I’m tagged in headcanons, meme replies, drabbles or whatever about our character relationships and dynamics. I’m an instant gratification bitch and read it immediately whether I’m at home on my computer or out in public on my phone. I’m reading it as soon as it is posted. If I’m on mobile, I’ll usually like the post to remember to come back to it. If I’m on my computer I usually send it to drafts right away to try and keep track of everything. I should learn to use thread trackers because I feel like I lose and forget everything all the time though it’s a really bad system lol. 19. How many drafts is a paralyzing amount?

     Lately? Apparently owing anyone anything at all is enough to send my anxiety into a tailspin because I just really struggle with creative energies when so burnt out from work and real life. I find I tend to not even want to log in even around 6-10 drafts because I can find it hard to feel like I even do a good job with a single reply in a matter of hours and it’s probably something I owed from months or years ago. I truly always feel like an awful writing partner because I’m really hard on myself for not being able to just CRANK out replies like my brain once did and that is usually pretty defeatist in itself for me.  20. If you are writing a wrong reply that’s not working out, do you save what you have to be continued at another date, or do you scrap it and rewrite?

     It depends on how mad I get with myself? I will sometimes write up incoherent lines or parts of lines I like and leave them to come back to; I generally write in a pretty stream of consciousness way and I’m not sure what that says about me. But there are more than enough times I scrap everything because I re-read it and I’m like what are you even trying to say right now you pretentious bitch? Or it just feels so bland and robotic like a first grader wrote it. I’ll delete the whole page.  24. What’s your thought process when you format? any unspoken rules you follow?

     I can’t format worth a fig. I sometimes get really overwhelmed by the graphics side of tumblr rp because so many people are so talented and proficient with fancy formatting things and I really don’t care about my own and feel really outdated and obsolete for only writing in simple text. Paragraph/grammar rules form and trying to use smaller fonts and being really plain is what allows me to just write to be able to write but there’s definitely no rules. I’ve really been trying to let myself be okay with going icon-less and JUST writing but I never know what other peoples’ judgments or perceptions are because I don’t do anything icon or graphics related. I’m pretty rudimentary? Like even carrd? Seems super cool, always get too frustrated to learn to do it myself and here we are!

[olenvasynyt]

How many works do you have on AO3? 1 😀 But I got at least 5 or 6 drafted I’m just a perfectionist

What’s your total AO3 word count? a nice, healthy 27,790

What fandoms do you write for?  ACOTAR.  All I think about is ACOTAR.  It’s unhealthy.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  A Court of Embers and Sunlight

Do you respond to comments? Omg absolutely!  I love reading and responding to comments!  I will write chapter-long comment when responding too lmao it’s just another way for me to gush about what I’m writing

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? ….well A Court of Embers And Sunlight in a canon-compliant backstory of Lucien’s life in Autumn so I think you can figure out how it’ll end

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I got a smut fic of Lucien coming inside Elain and then eating her out so that’s probably the happiest.  Just the smut ones are happy though, everything else is sad af

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yeah I do!  I got Jesminda and Lucien smut which includes a lot of semi-public and outdoor sex…got a Crescent City Day and Night BDSM fic.  I’m not sure how good I am or how to explain the specifics but I do enjoy writing it 

Do you write crossovers? Not really, but I got an Outlander inspired Elucien fic in the works!

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nah, that would be cool though

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yeah!  Me and my two friends were working on an ACOTAR AU fic of the cast in a 2014 college.  All of the chapters are named after 2014 songs, Feyre is a struggling artist who drinks starbucks, Azriel is a famous masked streamer, and Lucien and Elain are in a sweet loving college relationship and smoke weed on the porch during frat parties and make fun of people

What is your all-time favorite ship? Ugh fuck.  I love Elucien so so much but honestly, Jesminda/Lucien has my heart.  I think about both 24/7.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? At this point?  Every single one of my drafts 😭

What are your writing strengths? Worldbuilding and prose.  I feel like worldbuilding is something that comes very easily to me.  I can spend months coming up with different faerie races that are inspired by history and myths and cultures, and I love thinking about the geography of the Autumn Court and Pyrthian.  I just love coming up with details about the world and making it feel real.  It’s my favorite part of fantasy!  And I love describing the surroundings, like the nature a character is walking in, or the room decor.  I love to be immersed in the visuals.  Food descriptions?  Yum, give it to me.  Outfits?  Omg yes yes yes I got entire Pinterest boards for character’s outfits.  

What are your writing weaknesses?  I feel like a bunch of things but I’m also such a perfectionist 😭 I struggle with dialogue; I get stuck a lot because I’m thinking too much into it or it doesn’t flow well.  And I think just striving for perfection is my biggest weakness because it really drags me down in a lot of different scenarios.  And it leads to procrastinating…

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Oh, that would be a dream!  I definitely can’t do that though lmao, but I’d love to be able to in the future.  

First fandom you wrote for? ACOTAR!  But fun fact: I have also been writing an original fantasy series for several years but I took a break to get some practice and my Lucien x Jesminda fic was my practice!

Favorite fic you’ve written? A Court of Embers and Sunlight for sure.  It has basically been my life 24/7.  I am constantly thinking about it, constantly daydreaming…I love it so much. I just need to get it out into the world lmao. 

Every fanfic writer I know has been tagged lmao so I’ll just leave it at that and stalk the reblogs to read your submissions 👀

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 21

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 488,773

3. What fandoms do you write for? ACOTAR (active), Crescent City (active), A Song of Ice and Fire (former), The Big Bang Theory (former), Twilight (former - not on AO3), That 70's Show (former - not on AO3).

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  The Pon Farr Hypothesis (Shenny, The Big Bang Theory), The Sweet Vibrations Discovery (Shenny, The Big Bang Theory), Burn Forever With Me (Elucien, ACOTAR), Summer Heat (Elucien & Erixius, ACOTAR), Our Hearts Still Beat the Same (Elucien, ACOTAR)

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes! I try my best to respond to all comments these days. I like having conversations with my readers!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don't do angsty endings. I'm demure. I'm mindful.

LOL, but no really, I almost always do some kind of hopeful/HEA kind of ending. But I have written some angsty drabbles. There is a Satharion drabble you can find in my drabble series called Mr. and Mrs. Ketos that is pretty sad for the prompt "to distract".

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Most of them. I'm a fluff girl. I think the happiest of happy is likely Burn Forever With Me because it's basically Elucien accepting the mating bond and going into a frenzy. Which how much happier can you get?

8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes. Loads. At this point, the real question is when do I not write smut? And the answer is, not often.

My smut is very descriptive. I give people the manual. I like to make it immersive. I also have been told my smut is "smut with feelings" or "tender fucking". Which isn't to say it doesn't get raw and dirty. But I always am looking for what is the emotional core of this smut scene. How are they expressing love in this moment, even if it's one character snowballing cum into another's mouth? I also am always looking to make you kick your feet, even in the midst of a sex scene, so whenever I can, I try to show those little moments of tender touches that happen during sex.

9. Do you write crossovers? Yes! Actually I wrote a few crossovers when I was in That 70s Show fandom - notoriously cross overs with slasher films because loads of them had teenagers in the 70s haha. I haven't done one for ACOTAR yet, but I do have an ACOTAR/Crescent City Modern AU I've been thinking of for a while.

10. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not that I know.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? YES! Quite a lot. I've co-written with three authors. Two when I was in That 70's show fandom. And I've written two fics with my ACOTAR bff @crazy-ache and we have more plans in the future to keep writing together. I love co-writing. It's a great way to grow as a writer. And the creativity that comes from two brains is BIG.

12. What is your all-time favorite ship? I can't answer that. My OTPs are my children. All my ships I feel longing for, in different ways. I will say, I have been the most prolific with Elucien in terms of frequency of writing in a short amount of time. So clearly they have really touched a big part of me.

13. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I mean all the fics I abandoned when I was younger? Definitely those lol.

14. What are your writing strengths? Dialogue. As seen above, I have written for a lot of sitcom fandoms, and when you write for those fandoms, you get practice with writing with sitcom cadence which really helps with writing pithy dialogue in other genres. I also think I am a very good introspective writer. I think I am best being inside characters' heads. I also do think I am good at smut. I wouldn't write it so much if I didn't think so.

15. What are your writing weaknesses?  SHUTTING THE FUCK UP. No seriously, I do tend to be on the wordy side. It's one of the reasons I get into drabble moods because I do need to learn to be more concise and try to execute a scene without making it 5000 words. I also write very wordy sentences that need to be slashed and slashed.

16. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Oh, I doubt I'll be able to do that. I only know English.

17. First fandom you wrote for? That 70's Show!

18. Favorite fic you’ve written? Ack! Okay, that is so so hard. I don't even know what I'd say. I guess, if I had to absolutely choose, I would say Summer Heat because I think it is emblematic of all my skills as a writer in one fic. And it's the fic I introduced Alexius - the first OC I ever fully fleshed out and developed, and that will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart because Alexius has given me so much confidence I never knew I had being a writer. He's really let me know that I can write original content with original characters on my own and shown me how to do it.

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No one tagged me 😭. But I ended up doing this anyways because I've been really wanting to and I decided I'd rather risk being a loser. But, to make sure no one else feels like a loser who wants to do it, I'm tagging everyone I can think of that I don't think I've seen do this. Sorry if you're tagged again and you did this! And if I didn't tag you I'm sorry. Please just be like me and go for it. At least we did it together!

@crazy-ache , @the-darkestminds , @olenvasynyt , @bonecarversbestie , @starsreminisce , @lucienarcheron , @teddyhoneybear , @jules-writes-stories , @avabrynne , @theshadowsingersraven , @tilseptemberends , @ataraxiasflame , @highlordofkrypton , @summerbummin , @sadiegirl2021 , @lovely-vanserra-sunshine , @sad-scarred-sassy , @yaralulu , @fieldofdaisiies , @dawneternal , @secret-third-thing

[moonfurthetemmie]

ok back on my DID DS Nightmare bullshit again

And by back on my bullshit I mean I’m ready to talk about two of the scenario-specific alters

Also I made a tag for him. I added it to the other post. It’s Solar System DS Nightmare, in the interest of it not getting mixed up with actual space science posts

So these two alters formed after the same event.

The short version is, Nightmare got caught by JR and was put under arrest, and while he managed to make it out, it took a hot while and everyone in there thought they were going to die.

By the time Dream comes to see him in his cell, 4/5 headmates have tried and failed to get them out of their current situation.

By the time Dream comes down, Noot is fronting.

Remember how I said Noot fronting in serious danger is Really Fucking Bad For Them?

Yeah

Noot is not only having to deal with this dangerous situation (with little to no memory of how they got there, because he doesn’t hang out where he can see/hear what’s going on outside, and everyone else is dead silent right now), he also is forced to confront the fact that Dream absolutely is ready and willing to kill him.

They make it out alive, and pretty fucked up.

The first one who forms after this is Rad. In headspace, he looks like radiant DS Nightmare.

He is now the last line of defense to keep Noot from fronting in extreme danger. Since they survived their experience, their brain assumed Noot must’ve done something right, so Rad is very much like Noot in terms of personality. He’s also the most stubborn of their active alters.

At first, after forming, Rad mostly stayed with Noot to try and comfort him. Noot’s not doing well at all. The others don’t really know what to do, so they’re trying to give Noot some space.

A few days to a week later, they find another guy in there. They’re in memory storage when Rad notices them. For a second he thinks Noot is trying to interact with the memories, which would be Bad (he thinks, anyway. He’s not sure), but no. It’s a whole ass Guy.

Their name is currently undecided (current candidates are ‘Hope’ and ‘Wish’), but they look and act almost exactly like DS Dream, pre-incident. But they’re here to comfort Noot, and unlike Dream himself, they almost never leave Noot’s side.

No one, not even Noot or the new guy, know if they’re here because Noot dearly wished for his friend back, or if their brain did it on its own to keep Noot—and by extension the rest of the system—from falling apart.