#THIZ WAS A REALLY INTERESTING QUESTION

[spookythesillyfella]

This is going to be a weird inbox to get considering it's 3 in the morning (On my end) as I do sent it but I've been wondering if you ever associated any song with digitaltime? This is a relatively new question for me to ask anyone since I don't usually go digging for ships out of the idea MAYBE people may feel embarrassed/uncomfortable talking about it? (Even if it did give them comfort!) If not song(s) at least maybe you can talk about them a bit, I used to love digitaltime back when I first joined dhmis in 2016 so I'm always really amazed the ship LIVES ON somewhere! (FEEL FREE TO TALK ABOUT SONGS AND HEADCANONS/IDEAS if you wanna do both I'd LOVE to hear!) I've been meaning to inbox you for days actually! Just couldn't seem to get myself to do so relating to mental health crisis haha. I'm hoping I'll be able to reach out WAY MROE OFTEN just to remind you I am here!! Really always excited/interested in what you have to say even if I've not expressed it forwardly back at least this way uuhh uh. You can ignore this </3 I know it's been hard lately!

Stay strong !!

HII !!!! HI HELLOO HIII !!!! :DDDD

ouhhh goodness i adore thiz question – i love listening to muzic and thinking about theze lozerz X33 I JUST NEVER GET THE CHANCE TO CUZ NO ONE AROUND CAREZ ABOUT THEMMM >X[

i actually have quite a lot but i cant just go on a 3 hour analysis of all the onez . so might az well give you the short n sweet of it – i really wouldn't want to waste your precious time ahaha ¥_^

★ "505" – Arctic Monkeys ; probably my favorite on the list but itz also one of the most SELF INDULGENT

the lyricz are just really fitting with my vizion of them – the lyricz "I'm going back to 505 // If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive // In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side // With your hands between your thighs" fit with the fact they really love one another tremendously – their devotion

also the lyricz "Not shy of a spark // The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark // Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark // The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start" and "But I crumble completely when you cry // It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye // I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise // Take my hands off of your eyes too soon" LIKE I DUNNO HOW TO EXPLAIN THEZE BUT THEY REALLY REALLY DOMAKE ME THINK OF THEM ........

★ "I Wanna Be Yours" – Arctic Monkeys [dont ask why i associate them with Arctic Monkeys so much . okay ???]

y'know how Colin tendz to talk a lot about how clever and cool and useful he iz ? i think thiz song iz very fitting to how he'd want to be like . useful for Tone – the peak of intimacy iz to be uzed . something something etcetera

★ "As The World Caves In" – Matt Maltese

fitting from Tonyz perspective . in my opinion – how he'd want to spend hiz remaining time alongside Colin . even if . in the grand scheme of everything . itz such a small speck ; how Colin makez Tony feel fulfilled . and how even when all run out of time . hez happy to have spent it together – none wasted

★ a couple of honorable mentionz that i won't go in depth on :

– "Cigarettes out the Window" – TV Girl [mostly cuz i wanna do an in-depth au related analysis on it sometime in the mear future]

– "Show Me How" – Men I Trust [would like to analyze thiz one too but can't really see myself doing it ; the lyricz "Tell me why // Your hands are cold" are rlly hv digitaltime though i swear]

– "Daisy Bell" – Harry Dacre [iz thiz in part cuz Colin iz a computer ? if i answer that question truthfully . you'll chase me with pitchforkz]

– "My Love Mine All Mine" – Mitski [i can't go in depth about thiz without bursting into tearz ; i really love it]

– "Lovers Rock" – TV Girl [im scared of talking about love ; love iz very scary to me]

– "P.U.N.K Girl" – Heavenly

– "Who Knew" – The Correspondents [a relatively new song ive started listening to and i hadn't had the chance to properly dissect the lyricz and analyze them – but . since it remindz me of me n my lover . therez a 90-ish% chance it remindz me of them too]

TYSM FOR THE ASK AGAIN !!!!!!!!! I LITERALLY LOVE TALKING ABOUT DIGITALTIME – THEZE FREAKZ ALWAYZ LINGER IN MY MIND !!!!!!!!!!! IVE BEEN SO STUMPED WHEN IT COMEZ TO IDEAZ TO WRITE AND / OR DRAW THEM SO JUST GETTING TO GET SOMETHING OUTTA MY BRAIN IZ REALLY GOOD

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF CUZ ILYSM !!!!!! YOU HAVE NO CLUE HOW HAPPY THIZ ASK ACTUALLY MADE ME . SO THANK YOU <33

[lower-management]

Hi!

So, you're the Lord of the Flies.

I really treat flies very carefully. When one is in my home and panics, I help them find a way out. When a fly in my home is dehydrated, I look for something I can offer them. Sugary water or juice. Just a small drop on a plate so they don't drown. I once shared an ABC cookie with a fly! It seemed hungry so I took a bite of the cookie and moistened it with my spittle a little bit so it was easier for the fly to eat. The fly loved it and couldn't get enough! I also offered water but the fly wasn't interested. Once I had the cookies again the fly was right there to grab a snack!

Also I'm always worried when a fly is in a horrible condition and try to help them the best I can.

🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰🪰

Zince recently zome beings have taken an uncanny liking to fucking eating my flies you have abzolutely no idea how.. Refreshing it is to hear this. Why this love for flies may I azk? Or is thiz an introduction becauze you have to azk me a question or a favor?

[wishtobefictional]

thank you so much for the tag @violetsinsummer <3 this'll be fun.

rules: answer the questions as either your oc or yourself, then tag fifteen people

i'll be answering these as my new oc, who's name hasn't been finalised yet.

1. are you named after anyone?

i am not.

2. when was the last time you cried?

this morning.

3. do you have any kids?

my furry babies are the only good things in reality, besides chocolates and cheese.

4. do you use sarcasm?

that'd depend on the person.

5. what's the first thing you notice about ppl?

thiz question is hard to answer, considering the fact that i hardly ever notice people. but i suppose if i had to pick a feature, it'd be a tie between their eyes, hair and nature.

6. what's your eye colour?

i have no idea. its been a while since i've looked in a mirror.

7. scary movies or happy endings?

you'll need to be more specific.

8. any special talents?

good or bad?

9. where were you born?

am i supposed to know that? because if i am, then it'd make sense that i don't know.

10. what are your hobbies?

i have no hobbies. i have lifelines.

11. do you have any pets?

i believe i mentioned them in answer to a different question.

12. what sports do you/have you played?

i am being coerced into playing basketball, though i am not particularly interested. most real things do not appeal to me.

13. how tall are you?

tall enough to get the ball through the hoop twice out of the three chances we got last p.e. period. of perhaps that is a stereotype.

14. favourite subject?

psychology and floriography.

15. dream job?

i don't really know, to be honest. i know what i want to study, but that is as far as it goes.

no pressure tags : @cosmicleiaskywalker @weeping-in-the-willows @wordbinge @smol-bibliophile-firefly and anyone who'd like to join.

15 Questions Tag

Thanks for tagging me, @shellyscribbles! :D

Rules: answer the questions as either your OC or yourself, then tag fifteen people. I’ll do this for Leopold Colman from The Unfortunate Moth:

1. Are you named after anyone?: In-universe, no. Out of universe, his surname is a reference to Ronald Colman.

2. When was the last time you cried?: Probably when he realised just how badly he screwed up his friendship with Phil.

3. Do you have any kids?: No

4. Do you use sarcasm?: Regularly

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?: Probably something really disturbing and assassin-y, like how easy it would be to kill them or how to overpower them in a fight.

6. What is your eye colour?: Blue

7. Scary movies or happy endings?: Scary movies

8. Any special talents?: Killing people, especially by shooting them in the head. That’s become his trademark assassination method. (Which makes him really easy to frame in Houses Full of Deceit…) He’s also a really good actor and excellent at disguises.

9. Where were you born?: Belfast

10. What are your hobbies?: Acting

11. Do you have any pets?: No

12. What sports do you or have you played?: Badminton, football, archery and fencing

13. How tall are you?: About 5′ 11″

14. Favourite subject in school?: He never went to school as a child. As a teenager he conned his way into one, but was too busy worrying about doing well and not being found out to have a favourite subject.

15. Dream job?: Acting

Tagging @thornypaths, @knittingknots, @27paperlilies, @saltysupercomputer, @fiyr-cap, and anyone else who wants to do this! :D

[harleenfleck]

“His darkest day”

Arthur Fleck x Reader Fic

Summary: You are with Arthur in a beauty relationship for a long time, you’re in love with him, remember warmly all those beautiful moments that lived together, until you see in your mailbox a terrible farewell and heartbreaker letter, causing you to run to save your Arthur.

Warning: Angst (looooooots and looooooots of angst), hurt/comfort, mentions of suicide, mentions of self-harm, and a little bit of fluff (Just a little).

Words: 3.4k

Notes: Well my clownies! Last night I had a really angst dream, becoming nightmare. I’m thinking about this strange dream, and my two neurons made synapsis and I said “Why not?”

So, this is my first fic in English for this fandom (And in general, omg). I want to say thank you to my two neurons, my weird mind for having that weird dreams and the Collins Translate for help me to translate some things I don’t how to write in English HAHAHAH

There will be some misspellings on purpose but cause it's something Arthur wrote.

I'm sorry if I make some grammatical, spelling or writing mistakes, English is not my native language, and I may translate this fic into my native language (Omg will be fun to do)

Hope you like!

...

Another long day came to the end.

You’re so tired, really was a long and heavy day in the work. But that does not really matter, because your mind was in another place. A happy place.

You’re in the subway, thinking about in the only human to whom your heart belonged. Arthur and you were dating for 1 year and 2 months, you knew him perfectly, and honestly, was the best year of their’s life’s.

You closed your eyes and your mind traveled to the day you and he met.

It was a little funny because that night you were dating another guy, which you thought might he will be a good couple. But things were not so, that idiot had leave you standing at the place of the date, in Pogo's Club.

Angry and disappointed,you feeling like a fool, the place was full of people, full of couples. You wanted to disappear. The owner of the club announced the list of comedians who would show that night. While you were drinking a glass of wine, you thought it best to leave the place, why keep humiliating yourself like that?

“H-hello” A shy voice you heard, you look up and see an emeralds eyes into a gentle face.

“Hello” You replied his greeting respectfully, and why not? smiled at him too.

The man seemed to be debating to tell something or not. In the end, he did, stuttering by the way. “I-I’m sorry, I-I just arrived here and all the tables are full, and I w-was wondering... I’m asking me if y-you don't mind, if...”

“Sit here? Of course not! you can sit with me”

He, more confident, took one chair and sat next to you. You looked at him well, looked at his curly hair, the shine on his eyes, his blue sweater, his hands, and again, you looked his face. You blushed a little when you realized he is was attractive. “Have you come here before?” You asked to him, and he took a little while to respond, because he didn't think you were really speaking him.

“Eh, yes, once a week” he responded, shy again, you smiled for that.

“Oh, I see. This is my first time here”

“Really? It’s a great place here”

“Well, I hope so, I want to have a good memory from this place. My date never came”

“What? Somebody stood you up?”

“Yes, a stupid idiot, but I don't want to talk about it, it makes me angry, better will be to enjoy the moment” Seeming to understand, he stopped asking questions about it. "My name is y/n" You introduced yourself, and he blinked. His gaze got confused, but in the end, he did what you did." Arthur, my name is Arthur"

You smiled at him again, you looked at a notebook was in his hands. "What is that?"

“Oh, it is, it's a journal, I use to make annotations and observations... It's just..." Grieving, he wasn't so sure to complete the sentence, fearing it would be ridiculous "…I want to be a comedian, and I need to learn things…"

He bowed his head, waiting for a rejection from you.

But that was so interesting to you the fact he studied whatever was necessary for his training. You found it fascinating the way he prepared for his dream.

"Seriously? That's great!”

He raised his head, a little incredulous, were your words really true?

"Do you really think that?"

“Yeah! I mean, there are people who are getting ready, but you're putting dedication! And that must be recognized"

Arthur was surprised, it was the first time he told anyone about his dream and they didn't laugh or mock it. Hours passed, even though the stand-up shows ended, you two kept talking about a lot of things, until almost the owners of Pogo's kicked him and you out there.

Definitely the best thing that could happen to you was to be stood up.

It didn't take long for you two to start dating, you had to be the one on the initiative because you knew Arthur could be very shy, but that something you understood perfectly. He didn't used to relate with others because when he did, he got rejection, taunts and punches.

You learned everything from him, even the smallest details, the little scar on the top of his lips, the scent of his hair, his favorite cigarette brand, his dark yellow jacket, his little cards.

You learned his weaknesses, his strengths. His scars in his soul. You learned his illnesses, his condition, his medication.

Anyone would have advised you "No, with him no y/n, just look at him, he goes to psychiatrist, he was locked on Arkham, he uses seven different medications, that relationship will be difficult and problematic for both, more for you" and you would have completely ignored it.

It was something you already knew, something Arthur actually warned you at the beginning of the relationship "I don't want you to feel obligated to be with me, I know I'm a mess, and I don't want you to carry my demons".

But everyone deserves to be loved, Arthur should not be the exception to that rule.

And you love him, and you were willing to give him all the love he deserved and needed.

You blinked and returned to the present, the subway reached your destination. You went down and walked a couple of blocks to get to your apartment.

While you were arriving in your mailbox, you were thinking of making a call to Arthur, he should have gotten home in that hour. Days earlier, you noticed him down and depressed. You knew that's what he meant when Arthur warned you about him. But you were by his side, supporting him. You couldn't change it, you couldn't fix it, you couldn't do better, it would be amazing if it was that easy, if your love fixed all his problems, but it wasn't so.

When you opened the mailbox there was only one letter. You didn't pay much attention; you took it and closed the mailbox.

Once in your apartment, you dropped your bag on the couch and took off your jacket, you headed to the phone and called Arthur, on the other side he was just on standby. He didn't answer the phone. "Maybe it hasn't home" you thought, and you worried for a moment.

Arthur was so helpless, the wicked people of Gotham used to take advantage of that and attack him. Many times, you've had to heal his lesions. You're afraid that was the case.

You wanted to distract yourself from that terrible thought, so you looked at the white letter and realized that letter was from his. It had your name written, you recognized his handwriting.

You opened it instantly, and you regretted not to open it before.

“My dearest, y/n

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry to hurt you…

You're the most amasing and purest perzon I’ve eber met, I don't know why you were with me, I don't know why you did it, maybe I'll neber know, you're beautiful, you're special

And I’m really sorry to tell you in thiz letter

But I can't do it anymore, my dear, I can't do it anymore. So much darknes inside me, so many negative thoughts. I'm tryin to fight all that awful feelings, I tried to just think of you, cause you're the only one who bringz me peace and love.

You're my one and only one, y/n

But I can't, I can't fight with the pain. My only exit is to give up.

Forgive me for makin you know in this letter, it's so cowardly, but I don't want you to find any other way and hurt you more...

What the fuck am I sayin? Shit, I'm really sorry, my y/n

Please don't stop libing for me, don't let this stop you. I love you, and whereber I am, I'll take care of you, I'll alwayz take care of you. I promise.

Arthur”

You got paralyzed, you were in shock. Tears came out of your eyes and ran down your cheeks.

It couldn't be possible.

"No... Arthur no..."

You ran to the phone back, typed the keys and waited for me to response it. Silence again.

“No, no, no, no, Arthur no, you can’t!”

And to your mind came the worst thought you could have. Maybe he wasn't responding because he wasn't here anymore, maybe he wasn't responding because he was gone.

“NO!”

You took your bag and ran away.

You ran down the stairs and left your building. You got to the bus stop, and fortunately it was coming. You got on the bus and sat down. crying in front of people, and they were staring at you. Judging you. Feel pity for you.

You still had the letter in your hand, you read it, looking for something, anything damned that told you something, that made sense. The pain in your chest is agonizing.

You thought about the last days of him and you together, looking for some sign that would warn you about what he was going to do. Some sign that said “I'm going to commit suicide”.

Crying, you only remembered that he was sad, you remembered that you hugged him for hours, stroking his hair and giving him small kisses on different parts of his face. You remember when he had a laugh attack you took his hand, hugged him again, and told him everything was going to be okay.

Really you wanted to promise.

You thought you should have done more; you should have made him understand that you'd always be with him. You should have told him more you loved him.

"Shit, no, please don't" you cried again on the bus, you were so afraid.

Stay with me Arthur, stay with me, stay with me, stay with me. It was the only thing you could think.

After an eternal trip, the bus arrived at that stop bus you knew so well. "STOP THE BUS! STOP THE BUS!" You screamed hysterically; people turn over to see you again. The bus stopped and you only can say “Thanks” and get off the bus so quickly.

You ran and ran and ran to those that eternal stairs. You remembered how funny It was to Arthur that you couldn't climb them fast, that you always got tired before you got to the top, and how much you envied him for putting up with all that workout.

Every memory was as if a knife stuck your heart in.

This time you had to tell your body that it shouldn't stop, no matter if you hadn’t a physical condition, you shouldn't have stopped. You ran up, with all the energy you had.

Stay with me Artie, don’t leave me, please don’t leave Art, don’t leave

It was the only thing you could think of, the only thing that gave you hope, it must have been alive, it still had to be. You stumbled and fall, hurting your knee. No, it wasn't time to check your own injuries, you had to get to Arthur, you had to save him.

You got up and went back up the stairs until you reached the end. You ran again to the address of his building. You looked at the building from afar, the lights in his apartment were on. Could that mean a good thing?

You walked into his building, and you got the idea again that you had to run into the stairs, you couldn't risk using the junk elevator in his building.

In that elevator that when stopped Arthur and you took advantage to give himself long and charming kisses.

Please Arthur, don’t leave me

You went up the stairs until you got to the eighth floor. You ran to his apartment door.

And you stopped abruptly.

A cold shiver you felt, paralyzed. That torment was so horrible. You were afraid to come in, you were afraid to open the door and find Arthur lifeless.

As soon as you thought about it, you wanted to die with him, you didn't want to see his dead body, you didn't want to be at his funeral, crying in his coffin, you didn't want to bury him in a cemetery.

He are your whole life; he are the love you always dreamed. You didn't want to lose him.

With more fear than you could stand, you took the doorknob and turned it. You pushed the door slowly and you came in the same way, you were so afraid to find his body.

There was nothing in the living room, there was nothing in the kitchen either, or at least what you could get to see from the kitchen. You looked down the hall, empty.

He'd probably be in his room or in the bathroom. And you didn't have the courage to get to the room or the bathroom.

You looked down and, on the floor, you found his jacket. Your feelings were overflowing in your eyes. Seeing his jacket on the floor for you was the meaning he was already gone. You crouched down and took her jacket, hugged it, it had his scent.

Everything was so quiet, everything around you was clouded. Everything stopped makes sense. You cried with sorrow. You felt lonely, so lonely. Your heart broke.

And in the midst of your crying, you moaned his name.

“Arthur”.

You were hoping that just saying his name, give you the strength you needed in that moment.

You hugged his jacket harder. You didn't want to live without him, you didn't want to do all your plans without him. You felted you are nothing without him.

“y/n?”

Your breathing was cut into a deep drowning and you regained the air your lungs needed. And somehow, your soul returned to your body.

He was there. He was still there.

The voice came from the room, without thinking and while hugging his jacket, you went there.

You walked to him, and you saw him.

Arthur was sitting there, sitting on his bed, without his shirt, his eyes were swollen, and you could see a few small cuts on his wrists. Your heart broke again, but you tried to hold on.

“What are you doing here?” He asks so confusedly and fearful.

“What you think?”

And you couldn't hold it anymore. You went to him and you hugged him. He hugged you tight, too. You both cried.

"I’m so sorry, y/n" Arthur cried "It wasn't my intention, it wasn't my intention to worry you"

“Art…”

You couldn't even talk. And as weird as it was heard, you were happy, happy that you could hug him one more time.

You looked at him and without losing the opportunity, you kissed him deeply. He needed love at the time, he really needed it, and you'd give it to him.

“Art, sorry”

“What? Why?”

“I'm sorry if I haven't shown you all my love. Arthur, I was so scared, I was so afraid to lose you…"

You couldn't help crying in front of him. Just moments ago, you thought he wouldn't be with you anymore, that still hurt, even when he was in front of you. And Arthur couldn't help feel so guilty when he saw you cry.

“Please forgive me, y/n, forgive me…” Feeling embarrassed, Arthur tried to explain himself “I couldn't stop feeling bad, I couldn't. I just wanted to stop feeling so bad. I'm sorry if you're worried, y/n, I’m sorry”

And without his body warning him, his condition came afloat. You knew that when those attacks happened, he needed you more than ever. You cuddled his hair, gently put his face between your neck and your shoulder. He laughed for a long time; it was the first time he laughed too long with you. You waited patiently, caressing his back.

“I…I tried" He was finally able to talk "I made me a few cuts... But I thought of you, I thought of us, and I couldn't go on..." You felt his warm tears fall on your neck, and yours came out of your eyes again "I didn't know if I kept going, I couldn't after I thought of you. And you came, y/n. You came here and saved me…”.

He raised his head a little and saw you in your eyes again. "If you're angry with me, I understand. If you want to leave me, that's fine, you don't have to stay with me, not after I put you through on this”

You gasped. You couldn't believe what Arthur was telling you.

“Art, what the fuck are you...? No! I'm not leaving you for this "

“But y/n, I don't... Just look at me, I'm a fucking mess. I worried you, I made you cry, you don't deserve this, I definitely don't deserve you"

You took his face with both hands and looked him in his eyes. "Arthur, I wouldn't be angry with you for this, I'm not going to leave you too. Stop believing in that”

“But y/n”

“But nothing, Arthur… I love you; I really love you…”

“Y-y-you, are you sure y/n? are you sure about…?”

“Yes, Arthur, you know I take love seriously; I'll take ours seriously too"

A couple of tears fell from Arthur's eyes, he looked down again "Do you really love me? Even when I'm a... A freak?”

Arthur looked at the wounds on his wrists. Did you really love him despite that?

“My darling, you’re not a freak. I love every part of you, even those that others consider bad”

Arthur felt he was going to die of love. He hugged you back. "I’m sorry y/n"

"I forgive you, my Arthur. I'll always be with you, never doubt that"

As he hugged you, Arthur felt safe, felt like he was in home. Only you could make him feel that way. He had been so alone in his life that as a result of that attempt to attack his own life he feared losing the only good thing he had left: you.

You went to the bathroom for a medicine cabinet, you healed those cuts that he made himself.

“y/n?” Arthur asked, still embarrassed.

“Yes, darling?” You responded calmly.

“C-can you stay with me tonight?”

You couldn't help smile at him

"Of course I do, my Artie" And you saw him smile. The smile that melted your heart. You took off your shoes and uncomfortable clothes, staying in your underwear. Arthur asked about the injury to your knee, you told him it was an accident at the work, you didn't want to make him feel bad. And oddly enough you started to feel your body tired and hurt after running all over Gotham.

Both went into bed, you hugged him and he hugged you again, and returned to give him little kisses all over his face. “y/n?”

“Yes?”

“I love you too”

Both smiled, you kiss his lips, kissing him deeply again. You still kissing his face until he could sleep.

You knew it was going to be hard, you'd been warned, but with Arthur you weren't going to give up, you weren't going to leave him alone.

You remembered that everyone deserved to be loved, even him. You would love him, despite the difficulties, even though he might fall into pieces from time to time, you would always be there for him, to heal his wounds, to help him get up, to love him in his darkest days.

[j--meat-hook--j]

Taiyuu round 3: Villains aftermath

Zeke was sitting on the sidelines cheering on the rest of 1A when the birds went silent. 

Thinking back on it, Zeke thought there were an unreasonable amount of birds at Taiyuu.

BOOOOOM

The PE facility went up in flames.

BOOOOM

1A’s classroom collapsed into a pile of rubble.

BOOOOOMM

The Dorms were reduced to ash.

BOOOOOOOOOM

The Makeshift buildings that Laccadaisy had made, burst into dust. At the exact places Zeke felt the buzz of an unknown electronic device. 

The rest of the day was a blur. Aurora and Buckskin escorted Zeke and the other students to safety, telling them that everything would be alright. But Zeke knew better, he knew he could have stopped this. Every explosion, every pile of rubble, every gust of ash started from a Buzz, a buzz of electricity Zeke could have stopped. 

Zeke couldn’t remember how long he walked for, the only sounds being footsteps and distant explosions. The destruction of Taiyuu sparked the greatest fear Zeke had, the fear of nothing.

Rather the fear of not existing to be precise.

Oceans, Mountains, even planets, they all come and go in the mere blink of an eye. Even if we as a species manage to survive the combined threats of global warming, internal cooling, a dwindling magnetic field, asteroids, solar flares, rogue black holes. Nothing changes the fact that our sun is on a constant countdown to death. Even if we did manage to flee to distant stars they’re all equally marching towards their own annihilation. Time and events work to destroy all we have ever comprehended, the decay of all matter as we know it, the decay of all life as we know it. 

One really has to wonder what is the point of anything? Why continue? Why progress? Life even at its most advanced is still doomed to nonexistence! Why? Why go on?

And Spiders, Zeke had just finished checking the dorms for them. 

Replaying the last week in his head over and over, looking for somewhere to change. Somewhere and somehow he could have stopped the destruction of Taiyuu. Zeke especially focused on the past day when he came across something. 

Illusions can’t conduct electricity. 

“Hey Zako?” Zeke asked his much shorter friend. “What’s up Zeke?” Sako responded. “Do you really create illuzionz?”.

“Course I do.” Sako was stone faced.

“But, illuzionz don’t conduct electrizity.” Zeke was starting to doubt his feathery friend “I was wondering how long it would take.” Sako finally cracked a smile. 

“You vere lying to me thiz entire time!”

“No, no, no, no, ok yes but, please, do you know anyone elses Quirks?”

“Of courze I do! I know Amekoz, Zpellmansz yourz and Yuu’z. I’m not an idiot.”

“Ok, what’s Amekos?” “Well now I’m embarrazzed to zay.”

“C’mooonnnn. I won’t judge too badly.” “Fine, Amekoz Quirk is Human Form. Sche can take on zhe form of a Human.” “Hmm, yes, of course, of course, but here’s the question, what is she actually?” “A Kangaroo.”

“Ahem.” Sako coughed into his fist. “Yeah, you’ve figured it out. Ameko is a Kangaroo with the Human Form Quirk.” Sako confirmed.

“I knew it.”

The two went on discussing their fellow students. Just some basic stuff, Yuu is a bat, Shou is related to Spellman, Ameko and Buckskin are related, Ozen is part building, Hirakus covered in mouths. 

“So what do you think about the new girl? Take a guess at that.” Sako put forward.

“Ok, this one I know for schure. You zee sche looks just like zomeone back home in Germany. That girlz Quirk is either a Mizty or a Clone Quirk. Sche looks just like someone wis a clone Quirk back home but she’s all floaty and...” Zeke lost his train of thought.

“Misty?” Sako answered questionably

“Yez!” 

“You’re right, she reminds me of a foggy day..” 

The new familiar-looking girl tensed up and seemed to lose a bit of her cheer. She sped up her pace to distance themselves from Zeke. 

“...”

“...”

Without the lighthearted banter between the two silence, like a cancer, grew. Tired of the sound of explosions and frustrated at his own inability to act, Zeke had an idea. Heroes aren’t just about fighting villains, heroes are about keeping people safe and happy. A True Hero makes everything ok even after a disaster. 

Turning to no one in particular, Zeke decided to use his loud mouth for something useful. 

“Hakuna. Matata.”

He got some odd looks.

“Hakuna Matata, vhat a wunderbar vhrase.”

Silence.

“Hakuna Matata, ain’t no pazzing craze! It means no worriez for the rezt of your dayz.”

Yuu started to mutter along. It wasn’t much, but it was someone. 

“It’s our problem-free, philosophy. Hakuna Matata.” Koatsu, the Green Guy Zeke had previously tased, joined in and he was singing louder. Was this a challenge?

Zeke pointed far in front of him, to Wolfsboon.

“Vhy, vhen he vas a young varthog!”

A slight humming from Ameko, better than nothing. Doing his best Wolfsboon impression Zeke pulled out all the stops.

“Vhen I was a young Varthoooooog.” 

Some irritated looks from people, and a great harmony on Koatsus part. 

“He found hiz aroma lacked a Schertain appeal. He could clear the Zavannah after every meal.”

Whack.

“Shut up!”

Zeke felt a stinging pain in his cheek, recoiling from the hit. Zeke saw that is was a girl from 1A, best known for her attitude Kuta, Kata, Katou, Takamakalaksaka? Something like that. 

“Ow.” 

“Stop, he isn’t hurting anyone!” Ameko interjected.

At least Ame’s talking. 

“Vould you prefer the zilence then, cuz I don’t think anyone elze here doez.”

“Keep that mouth shut unless you want another one.” Takamakalalaparatou was stanced up and ready for a fight. 

“Kutou!” Ameko was angry. Was that possible? “You’re just making everything harder, hasn’t everyone been through enough?”

Ozen, the local giant, got between Zeke and Takamalakealatou and placed a hand on her shoulder.

‘Try getting through that building you jerk!’

“I’m a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned.” A new guy continued. It was Hiraku! The Mouth Man. Takakalakamaktou attempted to lunge towards Hiraku but was stopped by Ozen’s building like body. 

“Oh for fucks sake.” A 1B girl said. Zeke had seen her around before, she reminded him of the circus. 

“And it hurt that my friends never stood.” Koatsu joined again, emboldened by Takamakahoouzous restraint.

“DOWNWIIIND!” All three sang together.

“And oh, the schame.” Zeke followed through. “He was ashamed.” Hiraku continued.

“Thought of changing my name.” Koatsu followed.

“Oh, what’s in a name.” Hiraku perked in again.

“And I got downhearted!” It was  Zekes turn. Some frowns were disappearing.

“How did you feel?” Hiraku, playing the supporting voice.

“Every time that I-” Koatsu, adding some depth.

“Pumbaa! Not in front of zhe kids!” Zeke and Hiraku sang together.

“Hakuna Matata. What a wonderful phrase.” The three joined together

Now Zoe was starting to hum along. 

“Hakuna Matata! Ain’t no passing craze.” They continued, bolstering each other along. 

“It means no worries for the rest of your days. It’s our problem-free philosophy. Hakuna Matata” The Fire, Electricity and Wind kids finished.

“Oh thank fuck.” Popi said relieved. None of the singers was satisfied. 

The Band of Merry Men all looked to each other, took a deep breath. “I can show you the Woooorld!”

“God Dammit!” Even Popi’s mind was off the destruction of Taiyuu. 

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After who knows how long of walking and songs, the group finally reached the bus. Every student feeling the exhaustion, some feeling it way more than the others. Sako, Senshii-none and Tamashi seemingly the worst off. Spellman was in literal shambles, she just barely had the basic limbs. She assured everyone she would be ok. 

One sleepy bus ride later and the Taiyuu Team arrived at their destination, UA high. Zeke, like his other students, was whelmed by the whole thing. 

There was a general sense of alarm when Senshii-none passed out. After the routine checks on everyone, mainly Senshii-none, Taiyuu was shown “Gym Gamma” an indestructible gym meant to contain even “The Hell Class”. Had demons gone to UA?

Finally, the thing Zeke had been waiting for all year. He could finally embrace his truest self, he could finally wear that cool-ass mask he designed. And also the rest of the hero costume but whatever. The metallic mesh was cool but The Mask took the cake. 

“Get in your pairs, stay on your mats and don’t kill anyone.” Eraserhead announced to both classes. Zeke was paired up with Ningyo Mya, he’d never met her before so it’s going to be an interesting… oh, oh no. Ningyo Mya looked like a doll from a horror movie, she looks terrifying. 

“G-Good to meet you I’m Needlepoint, what’s your name?” She seemed nervous but it was better than the dead scared everyone was back in the tunnel.

“I’m Zeke, nice to meetcha.”

“No, I, I meant your hero name.” “Oh, uh, I dunno yet.”

Seems like a nice enough girl. 

“3!”

Zeke started doing a little jump on the spot. 

“2!” 

Zeke spread his arms wide.

“1!”

Zeke opened his electrosense, let everything flow in. All the lights, the wiring, the electrical sockets, the batteries in Hero Costumes, the fire alarm, the smoke detectors, the alarms and bells. 

“Begin!”

Zeke used it all, pulling as much as he could out. Rage at the villains, anger at his family, grief at the loss of Taiyuu. Anger at himself, sick of his own inaction, frustration at his laziness, hate at his cowardice. He pulled it all out.

CRAAAAASHHHHH. 

KZZZZZTTT.

Silence. 

Every light inside the gym had exploded, all the electricity inside crashing outwards like a wave of bright anger. All unfairly directed at Mya. When all of a sudden, everything stopped. He couldn’t feel the buzzes of electricity anymore. The electricity had nothing to guide it and so it harmlessly fizzled out. 

“Purple Girl, you lose.” Eraserhead pointed at Mya.

“And you! Next time I see your ass pull something like that again, you’re out.” Eraserhead then pointed at Zeke

‘This Eraserhead guy was scary.’ 

[alex-c25]

So, when are people going to realize that Rottentomatoes has never been an “objective” consesous for the quality of movies in general but just a database based on the opinions of a group of people (movie critics in this case)? When are you all also going to see the small size average rating by the side of the meter that counts more the opinions of the critics in their review (which still don’t matter for an “objective” opinion)? Oh and really, when can you all reduce making comparative posts showing scores of RT, trying to show “luk gaiz, hurr durr, this moive ish butter than thiz” and just go and WATCH a movie in question and form an own opinion of it or just accept you’re not interested in watching something and/or admit of your personal opinion of why you wouldn’t like the movie?

But of course, by what i’m saying i’m probably asking too much work and you’d rather listen and believe than form an own independent opinion. 

[spookythesillyfella]

I DEMAND TO KNOW SOMETHING ABOUT THIS AU. I'm never good with asking exact questions BUT if there is ANYTHING you'd like to share I'd LOVE to hear about it. Anything! Dynamics, Music, First meetings, Backstories (To your ability, I know you don't wanna reveal TOO MUCH) ILYSM !! Take your time replying :D We all care about you!

doll . doll . doll .... sweet sweet doll ......

lemme tell u the story of shrig n traceyz first meeting . becauze i really think you'll like it ;]

soo basically :

one time . shrig waz wandering around in the huge . huge garden near the church high up in the sky . when he ended up slipping off one of the cloudz . falling down below into the strange town of [REDACTED INFORMATION]

though he was very confused . all the new colorz . soundz and smellz really intrigued them – they knew he should go home immediately . but he also wanted to explore thiz new world that had just opened before them

so . they sneaked around in secrecy to see thiz civilian world . a world inaccessible to Godz such az him – it started with just 15 minute stridez . the. 30 minute long walkz . then he started to adventure for hourz at a time ; each day . they devoted a portion of their free time to exploring thiz vast world

and . one day . while out on theze strollz . they ended up in a strange part of town . one where he'd never been beforehand ; of course . thiz waz scary for the lovebug – confuzed . he sat down on a street corner . shivering . panicking that they might never find their way back to familiar territory and be lost . abandoned by hiz family or . even worse . found by them

suddenly . they felt a tap on hiz shoulder from an unfamiliar hand ; someone carrying a huge guitar around and messy rainbow hair that sparked with electricity ; "Hey friend, what's gotten you so jittery?"

what could they say ? admit to it all ? what would happen then ? "Oh, I'm just a tad lost... I'm not from around here..."

"Ah! Well, that's no problem! How about we walk back to town's square together? Would that help you figure out where you gotta go?" a bright smile and a hand extended . beckoning him to take it

such kindness from a stranger ...

the lovebug grabbed it . helping themselves get up and – with the guidance of this strangely kind person – made hiz way back to the placez that he already knew about

and . once they parted wayz . the lovebug returned to their church high up in the sky ; finally . thingz could go back to normal – after thiz . they wouldn't go back down there . if scary thingz such az theze could happen

but .....

shrignold couldn't stop thinking about them .... not a day passed by where that weirdo wouldn't cross his mind at least once ....

before . he thought only the world below waz interesting ....

but only now did they realize that itz inhabitantz were equally enchanting ....

[spookythesillyfella]

I think it's my obligation (Not actually BUT I want to) ask if you've recently had any song you've wanted to explain and why you associate it with anyone in HV? This isn't a forced response I know you're dealing with a lot currently and I don't want you to feel I'm pressuring you to answer me.. Simply take your time! Sorry to come out of nowhere. I would of said something else though I overdo it with the "I care about you" inboxes. It sounds like noise coming out of me after awhile so I'm approaching with your interests! Or something you care about to a degree! Feel free to say as little or as much as you want! I don't mind either way. I could never hate long paragraphs but I also could never hate short responses. Just do what makes you comfortable most!

oh goodness YES !!! thank you for asking thiz becauze . if not for thiz . id probably forget about bringing it up again [seriously ive been planning to post thiz like three dayz ago but i keep forgetting to write thiz out euughh >X[ ]

in any caaaseee .....~

"A Solitary Finished Product" – Dobuno Awa with HV! Colin and Tracey [but mostly colin] !!! an idea that ive had for like . the longest time !!! X33

"What I’m really afraid of isn’t feeling pain // It’s losing my strength // As if my veins have been stripped away" – so . the beginning already screamed HV! Colin to me ; hez not necessarily afraid of feeling pain itzelf . rather hez afraid to have people messing with hiz insidez [both hiz software and hiz hardware] and changing thingz – the line "As if my veins have been stripped away" can refer both to the fact hiz wirez are entwined with hiz veinz and getting rid of one would also mean getting rid of the other . but also to all the information stored inside him and how getting rid of it would be exactly like being stripped of hiz identity

"Nobody can live alone // They need someone apart from themselves" – i find that thiz line correlatez with the fact that HV! Colin and Tracey had to depend on one another to actually survive when they were younger ; neither of them would be alive in the current HV timeline if not for the other

"I’ve lost all my sensitivity // Since that’s out of the question for me now" – az time passed . however . the two began to grow distant ; Colin would be pulled away from Tracey time and time again by hiz dutiez and responsibilitiez and . eventually . he waz isolated from almost the entire world – a test subject stuck in a cage . only interacting with hiz observerz when they came by every couple of hourz . monitoring hiz progress in the "Operation"

"Someone, someone // Wanders, just like that // Do they run? They run! // At any rate, the result is—" – i find thiz line to actually refer to HV! Tracey . and how they spent most of their time while Colin waz absent basically wandering through the facility . and ending up accidentally discovering what the Operation really entailz ; in my mind . thiz line iz from Colinz pov . az now The Operation iz in full swing . carefully monitoring them – they run . for they know big brother iz watching you

"The moment your vision turns pitch black // Isolation comes to attack you // This world is so vast // Do you understand? // You’ll be alone forever" – i think thiz iz actually Tracey trying to reazon with The Operation itzelf [im uzing "The Operation" to refer to Colin in the state of . y'know . being wired to act az the peefect machine "he was alwayz meant to be"] ; alternatively . thiz could be The Operation trying to convince Tracey to hand over control and instead join thiz hivemind – reminding them that nobody iz on their side in thiz situation anymore . and that it would be one against many if it came down to a fight

"You want to be strong // But you just keep getting weaker" – once again . another jab at how HV! Tracey iz trying so hard to keep going without the support from their once beloved brother . and how they want to take down The Operation but can't – not just becauze itz stronger than them . but also becauze they're held back by the idea of having to hurt the body that belonged to someone so dear to them

"Do tears taste good? // You look utterly foolish" – are you – machine meant to work . experiment meant to be studied – crying ? are you – thing made not to feel . but to be marveled at – expressing emotion ? perhapz you should've been decomissioned long ago .. you're clearly not cut out for thiz cruel . cruel world . you poor fool ...

"The sounds of you falling apart are so annoying. I can’t stand it // Meanwhile, I want to put a bag on my head and sleep" – i think thiz iz actually something Tracey would be thinking ; rather than facing thiz monstrosity . the awful sound of twisted wordz spoken by a familiar voice . they would chozen to be decomissioned long ago

"When the world turns pitch black // Perhaps you’ll understand everything // In this place where I belong // I am alone // Because you’re me" – once again . The Operation trying to coax the smaller one to hand over the control – to finally be useful for once and aid in itz growth . to serve thiz flawless machine ; they're made from the same metal . the same wirez . the same people – they are one another and itz about time Tracey became a reflection of what they were suppozed to be since the very beginning ; i also feel like thiz could refer to the fact that . if Tracey WAZ to hand out control . that would leave Colin defenseless . in the place where he belongz – the very chamber hez been locked inside to act az the most masterful computer

[spookythesillyfella]

THIS IS GOING TO BE A DIFFERENT ASK MAYBE (QUESTION MARK) but what are your general interests? hobbies? things that you look at and associate yourself with! (fashion, aesthetics, tv shows, characters, etc) i love learning about my friends. <3 it makes me super happy so sometimes i do ask these kind of things! YOU DON'T HAVE TO REPLY RIGHT AWAY OR AT ALL.. take your time!!!!!

hii doll !!

thiz ask iz so very sweet honestly . i can totally get why you sent thiz it but . the more ive been ruminating . the more difficult it iz to answer

truthfully . i don't really have any "hobbies" to speak of – yes . i like to draw and write and such but i wouldn't necessarily say i associate theze thingz with myself ; i enjoy them . but i don't think im good enough at them to call them real hobbiez

uhh . i don't exactly have any specific style or fashion i would associate with my name – i don't have a set muzic taste that would get me to be part of a specific culture [gothic . scene . emo . stuff of the sortz] . and i don't have cool thingz that i can wear to fit into fashion stylez that require only like clothez n aestheticz [cutecore n such] ; to be honest . whatever comez into your mind when you think of "really cringe trans person that you see on tik tok" . thatz the closest thing you'll get to a "style"

uhh . cringey i know but i typically just watch anime – i obviously like dhmis . but the rest of my watchlist iz kind of not very good ["Bocchi the Rock!" . "Akiba Maid War" . "Ouran Highschool Host Club" . "The Disastrous Life of Saiki K" . "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" ofc . stuff of the sortz]

my favorite fictional characterz are onez that ive spoken of quite a lot [tony from dhmis . monika from ddlc . kanade from prjsk . daisuke from mouthwashing . neuvillette from genshin impact . rana vocaloid . sayaka from pmmm . silly guyz of the such]

i uhh . don't know what else to say

shrug