#Pluto answers

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

why do you feel that kaede was fridged? i'm genuinely curious, as i personally would cite her as an example of how to perfectly AVOID fridging! /nm

Anon your opinion is the EXACT kind of opinion I want to hear!! Im afraid that I'm not seeing the whole picture here, leading to me thinking this way... please let me know your thoughts!!

I think Kaede is a REALLY cool character, please don't get me wrong. She has a strong personality and leaves a remarkably lasting impression given how little time she's actually in the game. I think from a character perspective, it might be harder to see her as fridged because she is genuinely fantastic and exists so much outside of shuichi's affection for her.

But from the perspective of overall relevance to the game's themes... I'm finding it hard to see Kaede beyond what she means to Shuichi and to his character. The protagonist switch serves to establish Shuichi as different from other DR protags- He's a side character pushed into that position and never able to fully fulfill that role as expected. After and even During her death, she adds to Shuichi's baggage with revealing the truth and motivates him to at least try to keep going. And then in ch6, the reveal that Tsumugi used Kaede as a scapegoat for her own murder further motivates Shuichi to challenge Monokuma one last time, and then to push back against the idea of Real Fiction.

Please forgive me if this is shortsighted or something, I'm really not good at this... but past chapter 1 it seems to me that Kaede is almost only brought up through Shuichi's pain and grief for her. While the ch6 retrial complicates this from a character perspective, from a thematic stand point I'm really struggling to see a role Kaede fulfilled beyond setting the stage for Shuichi. If there are any Kaede experts out there who can weigh in on her and Truth(reality) vs Lies(fiction), I would genuinely, really love to hear it. I don't want to be misreading her because of my own lack of understanding.

[plutowrites]

i am currently in my nanamin brain rot era so anything about him would be greatly appreciated heh

you def came to the right place <333333 big big fan of his

KINGGGG of pet names. it can be hard for me to hc which specific pet names different characters use for their s/o but i just know kento uses them all. honey, darling, sweetie, love, you name it! and they all come out so tender and gentle from his lips :(

calls you on his lunch break at work every time without fail. it won't be a super long conversation (unless you have lots of things to tell him). he just wants to know how you're doing and what you're up to.

chronic sigher. nothing would even happen and he's taking a deep breath in and out. it's like brother what's going on. he does it to "recalibrate" he says.

gives really good practical advice. he's a good listener too but if you're looking to rant to someone and get sound suggestions on what to do after, he is your guy!

the best at putting furniture together. you'll watch him put together a whole ikea dresser in half the time it said it would take on the box and he'll just shrug and say "once you build one, you've built them all" ...yeah i need him.

nanami could eat the same simple breakfast every single morning

he's able to pick up rules to new board games/card games very quickly, making him a joy to bring to game night.

doesn't really like tiktok because he doesn't understand that he has to use the app more to get content tailored to his interests on his fyp. "so i have to work even harder to enjoy myself?"

also i just wanna say something.... i would pay an embarrassing amount of money to watch nanami's morning routine. him doing his hair in the bathroom mirror? i need to be there.

[justastarholder]

What are all of the gods favorite foods and drinks?

"I've always been partial to breakfast," Eclipse mused, "but I'm not sure I have a favorite drink. Perhaps coffee, considering how often I drink it."

"It may seem a bit childish but cake," Sun hummed, "and tea."

"Papa used to make big pots of chicken and dumplings when it got cold out," Pluto smiled, "that's always been my favorite. Drink? Mmm maybe tea?"

"I'm partial to stews. They're versatile. Also, my favorite drink is a nice red wine." Moon shrugged.

"Limes." Lunar grinned. "And lemon juice."

"My favorite thing to eat..." The aberration whispers into your mind. "I once at a planet. It was the closest I ever came to being full. Perhaps I'll do so again someday."

[bare1ythere]

you know what, tell us about detective conan body horror, im curious

Thank you for indulging me Wither

It started when I tried to consider the logistics of how Conan's de-aging worked. He repeatedly describes the feeling as "his bones melting," which is disturbing enough on its own, but that got me thinking about his teeth. What happened to his adult teeth? Did he lose them all and have baby teeth again? Or does he just have way too many, too large teeth in his mouth for the age he appears to be? What about his 12 year molars??

And then there's the wrench of that one episode where he re-ages and de-ages a couple of times in quick succession. How terrified and powerless must he have felt. There is a murderer actively loose in the mansion he's stuck in with Ran but he can barely move from the fever and pain. And then it happens, he gets what he wants and is back in his former body, but everything hurts and he still feels terrible and he can FEEL that it isn't going to last. and it doesn't, and he's trapped again.

There's also the social isolation of Shinichi having to conceal his identity. He can't go to any of his previous high school classes, he's lucky he still gets to interact with his friend Ran on a daily basis. He constantly has to pretend to be a kid. No one takes him seriously anymore either, and adult criminals are so much of a bigger threat against him. Before Haibara shows up, he's completely isolated in his situation and not even his friends at his New School can really be there for him in any meaningful way.

There's also the dysmorphia of suddenly being much smaller than you once were. Expecting to be able to reach things, muscle memory not quite matching up to reality, tripping over things he'd normally have no issue stepping over. In an episode I watched recently, Haibara looks at herself with Conan in the mirror and asks Conan how he doesn't hate what he sees, to which he has no answer. It really gets to me

[chuuyas-nakahara]

the scene in beast where ango tells chuuya he can take his life

if you mean the one in dead apple then YES that's exactly what got me thinking about ango being suicidal too. ok excuse me while i yap for a moment cause its all ive been thinking about and i need to break it down

like when chuuya gets to the division office and is taking his anger out on ango for the government bringing shibusawa to yokohama - it's revealed later that chuuya knew not only that ango was in too low of a position at the time to have any say in whether or not shibusawa got involved, but that ango had opposed the idea. its implied ango was unaware chuuya knew this, so WHY didn't he try to defend himself while chuuya was destroying the division office and throwing him around like a rag doll??? WHY did ango not even make an attempt to argue that he hadn't wanted shibusawa to come to yokohama and didn't have a say in the matter??????? because imo a part of ango really, really didn't mind if chuuya took him out then and there

in fact ango's the one that brings it up in the first place!! for all we know chuuya could have just been going to the division office to leave a few bruises on him and call it a day, but ango makes a point to ask chuuya if he's going to kill him, and doesn't even give him a chance to respond before telling him to "go ahead," that he's been ready for chuuya to kill him ever since he asked for his help. he's almost taunting chuuya to take his life and just seems way too eager about it to not raise at least a few warning bells

and later when chuuya's on the plane, ango pleads with him over radio to not use corruption because if he does, he won't be able to kill ango anymore. wow yes ango not suspicious at all that the bargaining chip doesn't stop at "don't use corruption chuuya, you'll die" but rather "don't use corruption chuuya, you'll die and won't be able to put me six feet under"

and for an honorable mention, let's not forget how in dark era when dazai exposes ango's betrayal and threatens to not let him leave bar lupin alive, ango's response is literally "do to me as you will. i won't resist"

tl; dr this man is drowning in guilt with a serious lack of regard for his own life and while he doesn't actively try to commit like dazai, if anyone sets out to kill him he will not put up a fight whatsoever

[ssspace-cadet]

hiiii how r u? m abt to sleep but u asked 4 asks so i wanted to send somethin :3

hiiiiii!!!!! i is okay, taking a break from homework now! have a good sleep 💗💗💗 wishing you cold pillows and comfy blankies 💕

[craqueluring]

hi i LOVE ur acc and i was wondering if u had any ideas on this cause i cant seem to like. figure it out? in mizumono hannibal's like "do you think you could change me? the way ive changed you," and wills like "i already did." and i was like WOAHSJDGF. but like also how? i get the general feeling that he changed to view himself capable of love and realized he did actually want understanding and acceptance?? but i feel like theres a shift in his mindset based on his actions im not getting?? or rather how will changed him? like what of wills actions led to it? if that makes sense?

OMG hi!! i think this is the first ask ive gotten of someone asking me about what i think of a specific scene in hannibal and i am SO excited about it, so thank you!!!!! and also for saying you love my account, it means so much <3 thank u thank u thank u

okay but YES i have many ideas about this, I'm gonna go back to a couple lines before this, though, and go line by line and explain how i personally interpret this scene and topic!! sorry this is so long i got excited <3

warning: i make a lot of assumptions about hannibal's past which i am not 100% sure about, because the show makes his past very very vague. i am mainly going off just what the show implies and tells us, not the books.

also, there is a TLDR at the end of this!

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hannibal says, almost exasperatedly, "my freedom, then. you would take that from me. confine me to a prison cell" and then looks at abigail. she looks down, almost guiltily, and i feel like in this moment everyone is remembering how hannibal took /will's/ freedom from him and confined /him/ to a prison cell (using abigail's fake death). and he is acting like it is somehow unfair that will would do the same to him.

but hannibal /is/ right in that he and will took or were going to take each other's freedoms for entirely different reasons. hannibal confined will to a prison cell because he was trying to change will for what he genuinely thought was the better. this is evident by hannibal saying "i have always had huge faith in you, will" and "i think you are more in control now than you have ever been" and the rebirth themed episode directly after will gets out of prison. will's imprisonment was to change him. this change was not only will being more "in control," but more in tune and intimate with his "urges," and generally more intimate and less afraid of the parts of his mind he had been trying to suppress.

after hannibal says "...confine me to a prison cell," and looks back at will, he looks thoughful for a moment. that is when he says "do you believe you could change me, the way i have changed you?" because he is asking will if he believes that he could change hannibal by imprisoning him (which was his "plan" with jack for most of s2b), just as hannibal changed will by imprisoning him. 

will replies with "i already did," the script says after that, "hannibal studies will a moment, realizing he's right." will did not need to imprison hannibal in order to change him. by just making hannibal feel this kind of love, devotion, and trust, he had already changed hannibal drastically. i dont believe hannibal had felt what he felt for will since mischa 30-40 years ago. to really put it in perspective, hannibal had gone through his entire life probably completely alone, letting nobody close to him like he let will be close to him. he never let himself be seen, and never let himself trust enough to experience anything like this (presumably).

will's changing hannibal is also shown physically by the entire scene in mizumono happening at that moment. hannibal massacred everybody in his own house. this is not the way he kills. his kills are not impulsively reactionary or born of emotions as intense and volatile as he was feeling in response to will's betrayal. will himself says hannibal's kills are like "pests he's swatted," born of annoyance at best. this killing and violence resulting from a situation of genuine, deep hurt is entirely new for hannibal. like i said, hannibal had not let himself truly be seen by anyone other than will in a very long time, and he trusted will in a way he didnt even trust bedelia in season 3. when hannibal found out will's betrayal of him, he was heartbroken. heartbreak is not something hannibal is supposed to open himself up to. he is supposed to be in complete control of his emotions and actions. but he wasn't, and he did open himself up to this heartbreak. so, this cocktail of emotions is completely and entirely foreign to hannibal (other than mischa), and he unleashes it all in the mizumono massacre. what hannibal does for will makes him act in ways he does not and has not acted before, generally.

semi-TLDR: so, will changed hannibal because he was the first person hannibal loved and trusted in this very vulnerable way since mischa. because of this, he was the first person capable of betraying hannibal in such a deep-cutting way. will caused hannibal to let himself experience love and trust again. and also heartbreak and betrayal. these volatile emotions are all behind hannibal's mizumono massacre, which is absolutely uncharacteristic of him (at least, up until this point). in this way, will changed hannibal.

as for the consequences of this change in hannibal: hannibal is grappling with this realization/coming to terms/figuring out how to deal with his love of will (and will's betrayal) during mizumono and post-mizumono. he doesn't know what to do with this change in himself. s3a is literally just hannibal trying to figure out how to deal with his uncontrollable obsession with/love of will and what to do with it. and also how to deal with will's consistent rejection of him (mizumono betrayal, the knife in the uffizi gallery, and the digestivo rejection). secondo is where he concludes that the only way he can forgive will for making him feel this way (and for his influence of hannibal to betryal himself) is to eat him, as he did the same to his sister. when they're back at will's house after the brain eating is interrupted, and after the consequent muskrat farm massacre, hannibal is regretting something (either the brain eating, killing abigail, or opening himself up to wills "influence" at all. or all three.), and starts writing theoretical formulas to turn back time in a notebook. after will's final rejection in digestivo, hannibal turns himself in. hannibal is All Over The Place after he starts loving will and lets himself be heartbroken by will: he kills abigail, runs off to europe, tries to kill will and eat his brain, then regrets it and tries to convince will to let it go, and then puts himself in prison after will rejects him. i'm not going to go into the reason for the prison thing because this is already getting too long, lol.

hannibal is known for being able to control his emotions and calculate his actions very carefully. hannibal literally says "you cannot control with respect to whom you fall in love." and bedelia says "what your sister [and now will] made you feel was beyond your conscious ability to control or predict." hannibal is used to being able to control and predict his emotions. the appearance of his uncontrollable and unpredictable love and forgiveness of will is in direct conflict with what hannibal is used to, and this is the change in hannibal that will caused.

full-TLDR: will changed hannibal because he was the first person hannibal felt love and trust for in this very vulnerable way since mischa. because of this, will was also the first person capable of betraying hannibal in such a deep-cutting way. will caused hannibal to let himself experience love and trust again. and also heartbreak and betrayal. these volatile emotions are all behind hannibal's mizumono massacre, which is absolutely uncharacteristic of him (at least, up until this point). after hannibal runs off to europe, he doesn't know what to do with this change in himself. the entirety of s3a is largely hannibal trying to figure this out, and he concludes by putting himself in prison.

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of course there are many different ways to interpret this very complex scene & topic, so those are just my thoughts (which are admittedly a little shakey still, lol) i hope that kinda answered your question, or you at least got something out of this! :]

[colorfulpaintspills]

meowdy heres some asks

-whats your favorite crystal or gemstone and why

-favorite aquatic animal (very important knowledge :])

-if you had to live your life through a song (like a theme song) which song would it be?

-c (hi)

OH hell ya!!!! And hi!/pos

Rose Quartz! Not just because of the show Steven Universe but also because it means love and healing!

Tbh I would say...shark! And idk if they exist but the basic blue or pink fish you see in cartoons, calling em blub blubs, they're sill :3

And uh... Maybe Heaven Knows That I'm Miserable Now? (safe!/srs)

[agentplutonium]

Would you take comfy caelum ship prompts or is that outside of your comfort zone?

Either way, i hope youre having fun and getting good practice with the prompts :) have a good day 🩷

I would be cool doing like Caelum & ____ type prompts! (aka platonic relationships, I don't know why I just didn't say that) I do draw a heavy line of anything further than that when it comes to him though. I rarely write ab him honestly, but yeah ^^ I also fully don't know what comfy caelum refers to ngl lol

[plutoleg00fysimp]

Which three species would you like to go extinct?

Flying spiders, pugs [respectfully their existence is agony], and any arachnid from Australia. Don't get me STARTED on those mfs.

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

...Woah, would you mind elaborating on Kyoko talking about the god of death? I've definitely never seen that (not surprising since I've technically never played DR1 just watched the show and read all the FTEs on the wiki) and it sounds super intriguing

OH! YES! This is something Kyoko says near the end of the game, I think at some point in ch5 or ch6? Makoto asks her how she knew that he was in danger (of being murdered by Junko when sick in bed) and she says something like "I hear the footsteps of the god of death"

She says she has an innate sense of when people are in mortal danger or when death has occurred, iirc. It's been a little while since I saw the line with her explanation and couldn't find it in a playthrough quickly, but it's one of my favourite moments of hers

[plutowrites]

hi! this might seem random but i just wanna ask if you privated '𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'? i just thought of that wonderful story of yours out of nowhere and dug thru my reblogs to find it but when i click on the 'keep reading' button it says here that the url can't be found anymore :(

HIIII!

you inquiring about a work of mine is such a huge compliment that brings me SO many warm feelings. thank you :)

I privated a lottttt of my old fics. i would read them again after some time and go "this needs a revamp. like asap."

having people read them in that state didn't make me feel great and so i privated them with hopes of maybeee editing them and reposting

after reading your ask tho, i went back the road that leads to you and edited it so you can have it again on ONE condition tho. you gotta tell me all your thoughts and fav parts of the fic.

KIDDDINGGGG.

adding the fic under the cut. i hope you enjoy again <3

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Almost immediately, you notice Akaashi is a good driver—a way better driver than you are. Plus, his car smells fresh, and you’re not currently sitting on a dirty sock or a McDonald's Big Mac wrapper, which makes you feel a little better about the situation. It’s not that you were expecting a complete walking disaster as your road trip buddy, but when you first saw the “Hello, I have some inquiries about the flyer you posted” text a couple of days ago, signed at the end with Akaashi Keiji, you let out a loud groan, realizing that you were potentially going to be riding with a guy. Alas, you had no choice but to swallow all the safety precautions your parents drilled into you since you were a little girl and especially right before you went away to college (Exhibit A: don’t hitch rides with strange men!) and accept the offer. 

Why? 

Your stupid car has a flat tire and is in desperate need of an oil change. That was the deciding factor.

“Are you comfortable?” Akaashi’s voice is smooth like velvet, and you almost jump at the sound of it. The first hour was spent mostly in silence, with the occasional question about how the semester is going. You didn’t mind it too much—you liked how Akaashi didn’t force conversation. If there was nothing to be said, then, nothing was said.

“As much as one can be riding with a stranger for the first time across state lines.”

Akaashi exhales, “I promise with confidence that I’m not going to kidnap you.” He pauses before continuing, “But then again, what are promises made by a kidnapper truly worth?”

“That’s really comforting, thank you.”

He looks at you quickly, his eyebrows raised slightly, like he’s trying to read you. “Sorry, let’s try that again. I’m not a kidnapper. I just wanted to see my parents and my dog this weekend.”

You nod your head knowingly. “I think it’ll help if you told me more about yourself.” In all honesty, you already felt more than semi-comfortable in the presence of the dark-haired, tall boy sitting next to you. This was only an excuse to get to know him better, maybe gain a friend out of all of this.

“Hm. I’m not sure what to say here.”

“What’s your major?” you ask.

“English literature and criminal law. Yours?”

“Undecided.” Akaashi simply nods his head at your response, focusing his attention on driving. You add, “Oh wow, thank you for not judging me. Everyone I tell makes some sort of face after I share that.”

“Eh, there are so many programs to choose from—it’s not the end of the world to wait until next year to pick a program. You can’t imagine how many students end up switching majors halfway through because they found something that suits them more. I think going undecided is a smart move.” He shrugs, catching your not-so-subtle gaze on him before returning his eyes to the road. His response makes you feel warm, but you don’t show it. Well, maybe you do show it a little on your cheeks.

“So, I take it you don’t have any siblings? Or you do, but you hate them with such burning rage and intensity that you didn’t bother mentioning them earlier and mentioned your dog instead?”

“You’re a bit humorous.” He breathes out with a tiny smile on his face. You wonder how he would look if he let that smile reach the rest of him. “I’m an only child.”

You make a booing noise.

Akaashi chuckles. “Agreed. Do you?”

“An older sister, but she left home ages ago. She had the right idea.”

“Yikes. What’s going on over there?”

“At home? Nothing, it’s the town that’s the issue.”

“I can’t say we had the same experiences then.”

You glance over at him, and he’s wearing a face of perplexity. “Of course.”

“Pardon me?”

“Of course you love our town. You’re like the poster boy for it.”

His face is unreadable. “Considering the distaste you have for it, I’m not feeling overly confident that you’re fond of me.”

“The way you speak! Oh my gosh—Oh no. Stop, don’t look at me like that. It’s not supposed to be an insult! Okay, moving all the way on,” you chuckle to yourself. “Favorite soda?”

“Not a fan of carbonated drinks. You?”

“Yikes, you’re losing a lot of points in my book.” Akaashi then slowly holds up the aux cord for you to grab, which you take as a sign to stop blabbering and shut up. You take the cord from him and plug it into your phone.

He breaks the silence. “Hm, go on. What’s your favorite silly little drink?” he presses.

You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face like a wave reaching the shore. Crashing onto the shore, more like. You can’t stop f—cking smiling.

“Cherry Coke.”

----

“Making friends is hard.”

“Wow,” is all Akaashi says.

You peek at him quickly. “What?”

He raises his dark eyebrows like he can’t believe you even have to ask. “If you’re having trouble meeting new people, there’s no hope for the rest of us.”

“What does that mean?”

“You’re a people person—” his eyes twinkle at you like he’s some sort of Disney character, “—and you’re all smiles, which is incredibly inviting.”

On cue, you smile as wide as you can, until your cheeks begin to hurt a little. “And you, Akaashi, are all neutral-toned cardigans and sweaters.”

He glances down at his outfit: a light coffee-brown cable-knit sweater (of course), layered with a white collared shirt underneath and light-washed jeans. Akaashi bites back a smile. “I sound very boring.”

“You sound and look smart, which is a pretty solid first impression because it’s true.”

“Smart.” He repeats the word with a twinge of doubt, like it’s the first time anyone has ever called him that (which you can’t possibly fathom). People with his level of intelligence are usually showered in praise, especially in a small town like the one the two of you just escaped from.

“Do you miss home?” you ask abruptly, gripping the wheel a little harder. You’ve heard your roommate cry into her pillow late at night. When you asked if she was okay, she told you stories about her hometown until the early hours of the morning. You feel like the only freshman who can’t relate to that specific kind of homesickness. Not entirely, at least.

Without missing a beat, he sighs, “Yeah.”

Maybe you’re the only one who sees leaving that city as escaping.

“Why?” you ask, genuinely curious. Of course, there were good things about it: your family, the friends who stayed local for college, and maybe that one Ethiopian restaurant before it shut down when you were a senior in high school. That closing alone made you despise the city even more. Or maybe it was the event that pushed your hatred over the edge. You really, really loved that place.

Akaashi must’ve zoned out beside you because he doesn’t answer. Instead, he gazes out of the passenger side window, resting his head against it. He fiddles with the rings on his long fingers. You watch him from the corner of your eye as you drive the narrow, long road ahead.

“What’s wrong with taking highways again?” he asks after some time, his voice teasing, though his face remains neutral. So far, Akaashi has driven once, and you, twice.

“I’m just scared to. Had a bad experience once, and now I avoid them if I can.” You leave it at that, and Akaashi doesn’t push for more.

Some time passes before he changes the conversation. “Isn’t it interesting how there are only two high schools in our hometown, yet we went to different ones?”

You scoff. “I’m glad we didn’t attend the same one.”

“I’m wounded, Y/N.” You turn to look at him, met with puppy-dog eyes.

Lethal, very dangerous puppy-dog eyes.

“Please,” you make a sour face. “I was an embarrassing, angsty teenager.”

He smiles, probably picturing what you were like back then. You shudder at the thought. “Wasn’t everyone?” he says eventually.

You sigh, “You must’ve been popular, right? Smart, athletic, attractive, smelled good, dressed nice.”

“I’m flattered you think I didn’t just acquire those traits after graduation.”

“No, I can tell from these past couple of weeks of being friends that you’ve always been well-rounded. You’re every parent’s dream kid.”

“You assume so much, I’ve noticed.”

“And you notice so much, weirdo,” you fire back, teasingly. Akaashi picks up on things about you so quickly it’s surprising. Like how you always forget your laptop charger when you study together (you seem to leave your dorm with an almost-dead laptop, which drives him insane), so he brings his for you. Or how he knows you like extra pickles on your sandwiches and lets you take the ones out of his. He even memorized your sub order and your coffee order the second time you went to the campus cafe together.

“Ah, is it obvious then?”

“Yes, very,” you laugh.

Instantly, the atmosphere shifts, growing heavier, though you’re not sure why. You watch as he bites his lip, like he’s thinking about something serious. His broad shoulders fall as he rushes out an apology. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.”

He refuses to meet your eyes, and if he did, he’d see just how confused you are. You force yourself to drag your gaze back to the road, even though you want to stare at him longer.

You squint at him, your brows furrowed. “Um, I’m saying this as nicely as I can—what the hell are you talking about, Keiji?”

“What are you talking about?”

“How observant you are... what are you on about?”

His eyes widened for a second before settling back to normal. “I was as well.” He turns on the radio and leans back in his seat.

---

“This is going to be an awkward four hours if you refuse to speak to me.”

“I’m not refusing anything,” you enunciate, trying to prove your point, but you end up sounding like a snobby child. You weren’t necessarily not talking to Akaashi on purpose—you just had a lot on your mind.

And it was all his fault.

Aaaand maybe you were giving him the cold shoulder, but it didn’t seem like an intense one—maybe a lukewarm shoulder at best.

“Come on, you haven’t even glanced at me yet.”

“How would you know? You’re driving,” you shoot back.

“Is this because of—”

“Shut up. Please. Don’t mention her name.”

“I thought you guys were friends?”

“She’s my roommate, of course she’s my friend. A very close one in fact, so you can imagine my current state.”

“Y/n,” he groans, dragging out your name in a plea for you to look at him instead of straight ahead. “You walked in at the worst possible moment.”

“Oh, so you wanted to do more…” The thought makes your stomach churn.

You hear him take a deep breath. “Of course not. You misunderstood what happened. Can I explain? Please?”

“You don't have to, but go ahead.” You can hear the edge in your own voice, and you know Akaashi can too. Where is this snappiness coming from? It was just a kiss, and if it were anything more than that, why would it even bother you?

Why does a little kiss bother you this much?

“After I edited her English paper, I came by to drop it off. She insisted I step inside, so I did.” He pauses for a moment, thinking. “I was hoping to catch you, but you weren’t there. After looking over my corrections, she got really excited and grateful—”

“She kissed you out of gratitude?”

“Kind of. She was aiming for my cheek, and I didn’t know what was happening, so I moved, and she caught my lips instead. Completely my fault. I’m awkward as f—ck.” He drums his slender fingers against the wheel. You can feel his eyes flick over your face, but you refuse to look.

The sight of them kissing after your hellish day was enough to make your head spin. The kiss was quick, but that didn’t change the way it made you feel—like you’d just walked in on something personal, something you shouldn’t have seen. You’d mumbled some apologies before bolting. Your face had felt as hot as everyone else’s in the room.

“Sorry, it’s really none of my business,” you shrug, trying to play it cool even though you know there’s no going back after ignoring him for half the road trip. At least you can salvage what’s left of the journey by shifting the conversation.

But still, there’s a question lingering in the back of your mind, one you can’t ignore.

“Do you want to date her?”

You hear a choking sound, followed by a fit of coughing. “After one mishap of a kiss that wasn’t even supposed to happen?” Keiji manages.

“Just answer the question.”

“No. Absolutely not.”

-----

Funny how  "absolutely not"  means nothing when it comes to the college dating pool.

“Your hair got longer, by the way.” You noticed this a while back when his once-slick black hair had started to curl, spiking up in all directions.

“Do I need to cut it?” he asks, a little wary. He’s wearing a black baseball cap, and it makes the length stand out even more.

“I love it. You look so cute.” You reach over the console, twirling a loose strand around your pinky finger. The corner of his mouth twitches into a tiny smile. Akaashi Keiji might just be the cutest boy you’ve ever seen.

“So, soon it’ll be winter break,” he says.

Silence.

“Correct.”

More silence.

“And we’ll be driving back home.”

Okay?

“Also correct.”

“Aika wants to come home... with me.” Akaashi’s words come out choppy, awkward, like he knows this conversation isn't going to end well.

You frown. “Why?”

“She really wants to see my family and friends. Mainly Koutarou, because of how much I talk about him.” He smiles to himself. Seeing your confused look, he adds, “Sorry. Bokuto.”

“I know who Koutarou is,” you snap. You’re just confused—why is he inviting his girlfriend of, what, a month?—to meet his family when you, his closest friend since the start of the year, have never been invited anywhere. You’re from the same city, for f—ck’s sake.

“What is it, Y/n? Your face...”

You wave an annoyed hand. “Just keep driving.”

His jaw tightens and he slips out, “Alright.”

You try to hold back your frustration, but the way he just breezes past your feelings makes your chest ache. “This is exactly what I was afraid of when you two started dating,” you whisper.

“Afraid of what?”

“Feeling like an outsider.”

“How do we make you feel like an outsider?” Keiji’s voice is gentle, genuinely curious. He just wants to understand. That makes you feel worse.

You sigh, taking a deep breath. “For starters, the whole ‘we’ every time you talk about her—it drives me wild.”

He shakes his head, clearly struggling to understand. “I don’t get it, Y/n. She’s my girlfriend.” He then takes a lengthy pause before he adds, “are you… jealous?”

“Obviously I am,” you snap, harsher than you intend. You pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to calm down. When you speak again, your voice is quieter. “You spend so much time with her, and it’s fine, I promise, I like Aika, but you treat me like an afterthought every single time. Am I wrong to want your time too? You’ve never even invited me to meet your friends or your family, and that—-it hurts.”

“You’re jealous?”

You blink slowly. He’s unbelievable. “I think we kind of went over that.”

“No. Y/n. Like, you’re seriously jealous that Aika is my girlfriend?” he asks, urgent now, and when you don’t respond, he adds, “Because that’s not fair.”

You’re too tired to argue, too drained to unpack all that. All you want is to go home.

“Glad you learned now that nothing is ever fair.”

-----

You decide not to go home for winter break. Your parents ended up attending a wedding for your dad’s business partner in a different state, which turned into a full-blown vacation. You were the one who insisted they go, since it’s been ages since they got to spend any quality time together outside of rushed, late-night dinners and early morning conversations. With them away, there was no point in traveling all that way home to an empty house.

Your older sister invited you to stay with her up North, but you turned the offer down almost immediately. You weren’t particularly fond of her partner—or her mean little chihuahua with a nasty habit of biting toes.

Fortunately for you, you’ve got the dorm all to yourself for three weeks. It’s weird to think that Aika is in your city with Keiji right now. You wonder if she finds its small-town quirkiness charming or if she’s appalled by the fact that there’s exactly one mall in the entire town, and it doubles as a grocery store and movie theater.

You’re currently curled up on your bed with a book assigned for your sociology class. Might as well get some work done, you think. Make use of all this extra time.

You’ve already exhausted the solo activities: you binged a ton of Netflix, baked in the common kitchen (go you!), and even painted a hideous Christmas tree decoration that you’ve convinced yourself is not ugly—just camp.

You weren’t expecting any visitors, so when a knock sounds at your door, you’re genuinely surprised. Rushing to open it, you find Keiji standing there in a hoodie decorated with tiny, melting snowflakes and a hopeful look on his face.

In an extremely calm and collected voice, he asks, “Hi, would you be interested in spending the holidays with me?”

“What? I—”

He interrupts, “You can stay in the guest room, meet my dog, my parents, and Kou.” He takes a deep breath. “I would really like your company, Y/n.”

“Keiji, wait. Did you run here?” you ask, noticing his quick breaths and heaving chest. Grabbing the sleeve of his hoodie, you pull him inside. You point to your bed and sternly say, “Sit.”

“I’m wet.”

“I don’t care.”

“I do.” Without another thought, Akaashi pulls his sweater up and over his head, revealing a white shirt underneath. You look away quickly, but not before catching a glimpse of his toned stomach, daring you to stare. You like to think you passed that test.

He finally sits, catching his breath. “Where’s Aika?” you ask, arms crossed.

“She’s back in her city. I drove her home.”

Your mouth drops. “Wait, what? She’s been talking about spending the break with you for weeks! Why would you drive her home?” you whisper-shout, half in disbelief, half in annoyance.

You didn’t like the person you became whenever your roommate talked about Keiji. You wanted to be happy for her, you really did. But it tore you apart knowing it was your Keiji she gushed about. And you hated that it hurt.

“We broke up, that’s why.”

You sit down beside him, clutching your chest like the wind’s been knocked out of you. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I—”

He takes your hand in his. “Don’t apologize.”

You exhale. His touch is cold but gentle. “Why did you guys break up?”

“Do you have to ask?” he smiles softly, eyes dropping to the floor. A few quiet beats pass before he looks at you again. “Hey,” he whispers, brushing a strand of hair from your eyes. “The real question is, are you coming with me on the road trip back home?”

“Uh.” You bite your lip. “Are you sure?”

“Very.”

Your answer is a no-brainer. There isn’t anything you want more than to spend the holidays with him—this boy sitting next to you, rubbing tiny circles over your thumb. “I would love to.”

“Good,” he hums, resting his head in the nook of your neck like it’s where it belongs. “Because I wasn’t leaving here without you.”

-----

“My goal for the next three weeks is to make you fall in love with our adorable little town.”

You snort, rolling your eyes at his confession. “Aim lower, Keiji.”

He cocks his head. “It’s that impossible, huh? Well, I do have another goal.”

“Spill,” you say, ripping open a mega-sized pack of M&Ms he conveniently left for you in the car, alongside your favorite drink—Cherry Coke. A few chocolates tumble onto the floor, sending Keiji into near-cardiac arrest. He watches in horror, lips pressed into a tight line, ready to scold you.

“Every time you leave my car, you leave behind some sort of—”

“A token of myself for you to remember me by?”

“—Garbage,” he corrects, totally unimpressed.

You grin sheepishly. “Go on. What’s your other goal?”

“Oh, right,” he coughs once. “My other goal is to win your heart.”

You nearly choke on an M&M. “Blunt as ever, Keiji.”

“Charming too, I hope.” He smiles faintly. You’ve memorized all of Akaashi Keiji’s smiles. Every single one. You even have a mental list of your favorites—like when you’re being your usual dramatic self, going off about some ridiculous exchange in the dining hall, and Keiji looks up from his glowing laptop to send you that lopsided smile, the one that tells you he’s listening and taking your side.

Then there’s his tired smile, the one he reserves for you after long study sessions, when he says goodbye with the same look that reassures you he’ll see you tomorrow, that your little world will keep spinning just the same.

You collect his smiles like they’re candy, and you’re an overzealous trick-or-treater trying to fill the heaviest bag. But his smirks? Those are rare, and they get to you every time.

And suddenly, it hits you.

It finally freaking hits you.

“Have you ever wondered why someone who supposedly hates their hometown as much as I do… visits so often?”

“Every passing second,” he murmurs, flicking off the turn signal after switching lanes.

“It’s because sitting in a car with you—being here with you like this—makes me so happy. Sure, I love seeing my parents and visiting friends once we’re home, but… it’s you I look forward to the most.” Your heart pounds as you speak, the words finally lifting the weight off your chest. “You don’t have to win my heart, Keiji. You already have it. It’s yours. All yours.”

“Y/n,” He says your name slowly, savoring every syllable. The way his teal eyes fix on yours makes your breath catch. “You were right about everything,” he says, his voice thick with emotion. “Especially the whole ‘we’ thing. ‘We’ should mean me and you. It’s always going to be me and you.” He grips your hand tighter. “It’s always going to be us.”

-----

You feel a hand reach the small of your back, followed by a soft mouth pressing against your ear. “Having fun?”

You grin, immediately recognizing who slipped into the stool beside you. “I didn’t know we had enough people in this city to fill a restaurant like this.” You watch as Keiji rolls his eyes teasingly and tugs on your ear.

“Hm, what did Koutarou say about me? What were his first impressions?” you ask, curious about what your now-boyfriend’s best friend thinks of you. You can feel Bokuto’s eyes on the two of you from across the room, his friendly smile reaching from ear to ear. You wave at him, and he waves back.

“He can’t stop talking about you. He keeps reiterating that he can’t believe I have a girlfriend—and that girlfriend is you. I’m sorry, but he might be joining our dates for a long time.”

You laugh at that, sneaking another glance at Bokuto. He’s proudly wearing someone’s Santa hat, looking ridiculous yet charming. “Probably forever,” you reply.

“Are you okay with that?” Keiji squeezes your knee.

“Sure, as long as you’re not too shy to show affection in front of him.”

“Don’t tempt me,” he says, pretending to lean in. Giggling, you place a hand on his chest to stop him, beaming as you shoot him all the love you have inside through your eyes.

“I’m so happy I let you drag me back here.”

Akaashi chuckles. “Drag is a bit of an exaggeration, I think, but I feel the same way. I promise one day we’ll travel to other places—places you don’t hate vehemently.”

“You know that doesn’t make a difference to me. Wherever you go, I go.” And you mean it. Pressing a tender kiss to his cheek, you whisper against his skin, “It’s always going to be us.”

He softly repeats after you, “Yeah, it’s always going to be us.”

[justastarholder]

What is the reaction of the gods to praise? Like "Good job", "You did a good job", "I'm proud of you" and so on?

Eclipse:

gets all flustered

says thank you

flees

Lunar:

"Oh yeah, I know."

Acts all confident, puffs his chest out

that tail is WAGGIN tho

Moon:

"Oh. Thank you?"

He buys you a book or something

Probably talks to you more afterward

Sun:

"Oh... Thank you...!" :')

He's in tears bruh

Guy is so happy and barely keeping it together at the same time.

Pluto:

"Aww, thank you!"

Big hugs

Pluto seems a lot more affectionate around you

Probably makes you treats

[bare1ythere]

your blog title ‼️‼️‼️ finally someone who gets it. i am asking you about it

THANK YOU it’s something that’s really stuck with me in the ~100 episodes of dc that I’ve seen so far.

The first thing that really disturbed me was thinking about his teeth situation. I’m assuming Conan is physically around 8? So he would have a good portion of his baby teeth left, and his 12 year molars would have yet to erupt. Supposedly. Or does Conan still have a full set of adult teeth, too big for his mouth? Or did de-aging give him back his baby teeth? Did he spit out all his adult teeth when he deaged? Did they un-erupt back into his jaws? What about when he sometimes reages? What about losing his baby teeth as he grows up again?

And while teeth is like. The most viscerally upsetting lasting change he experiences, there’s also just the brutality of the process of deaging. Conan/Shinichi describes it as it feeling like his “bones are melting” which is. Alarming to say the least. And this happens to him multiple times as he ages and deages. Does it scare him? As much as he wants to be 17 year old Shinichi Kudo again, does he fear the pain that comes with it? The loss of control?

A good portion of it is also the body dysmorphia of once being the size of a 17 year old, now the size of an eight year old. Misjudging jumps and strength due to muscle memory, out of body feelings of floating above himself because he should really be much taller, the feeling of wrongness and discomfort as he hears his own too-high voice when he speaks- and that’s only a few examples.

Plus, socially, I imagine it’s so frustrating that nobody takes you as seriously as they once did aside from the few who know his secret. One thing that’s really stood out to me as a running theme of dc is the powerlessness of childhood. Nobody listens to or respects what you have to say. You’re physically so much smaller than everyone else. Those episodes where Conan and the Junior Detective League go out on their own to solve a crime are the most stressful ones for me, because they’re all just a bunch of little kids trying to stop real crimes. The criminals are physically so much larger than them. Adults don’t consider what they have to say with the same level of severity as other adults. It must be so dehumanizing and terrifying.

[chuuyas-nakahara]

who are Your top 10 genshin characters I'm intrigued now heh

OUGH this is tough but here’s my ranking (which i totally do not keep in my iphone notes on the off chance someone will ask me this)

1. alhaitham

2. furina

3. kaveh

4. nahida

5. yae miko

6. navia

7. beidou

8. ningguang

9. childe

10. cyno

[ssspace-cadet]

hi hi! it’s cami from @littlewhitejackelope! I saw how you feel about school, and gosh, do I feel the same. School is hard. School sucks sometimes. It feels like it goes too fast and too slow at the same time, right?

I know, it’s so, so hard, but all you gotta do is set itty bitty goals. For me, sometimes, it’s ’just three more sleeps till Wednesday’, or ‘if I get my work done, I get a cookie!’ All ya gotta do, parva columba (that means little dove in Latin! :3), is give yourself justs. Just a few more questions and I’m done, just a few more words and then I can take a break, just a few more minutes and then I get to go play.

I don’t know if it’ll work, but it helps break down the picture. Or, make it into a game!

I was real stressed today because I bombed a test I forgot to study for. I felt awful. The world felt like it was crashing in on me. I took a deep breath, put in some hype music, and started taking notes. I highlighted, and put washi tape all over, in all colors! I woulda covered it in stickers! I made it to my just - just gotta get on the bus and then I can go home.

Long, looong story short, I know school is tiring, and feels like it’ll take forever, but, from one bunny to another, we’ve got this! We’re big, strong kids, and if we take everything little steps, eventually, we’ll get through it. We’re all in your corner, kiddo; we’ll all hold metaphorical hands with you through the ups and downs, and we know that you’re gonna do great things. You can’t let a little thing like school get in your way from being awesome sauce!

So, basically, you got this. Take it slow, take care of yourself, and don’t sweat. You’re gonna kick metaphorical butt!

Much platonic love,

Cami, professional. uh. Professionally Awesome!

This was the sweetest thing ever omg 🥹 thank you for the encouragement and the tips!!! I'm gonna try and use the trick and give myself just to see if it works!! I'm sorry about the test, that sounds really stressful, but at least it's over 💕

Make sure you take care of yourself too Mkay? Things get tough sometimes but I believe in you!!! Keep it up and remember that you can do anything!!! Sending platonic love right back at you 💗