#Thanks in advance to anyone who clicks the link

[maliayukimura]

I know I’ve mentioned having a Redbubble before, but I don’t think I ever actually shared the link on here, but here it is - if anyone is interested.

It’s mostly Stranger Things fanart, fun repeating patterns, and just whatever I get inspired to draw that I think could make a fun sticker.

[bennyden]

User hamatoanne's fic plagiarism

Hello, I’m the author of The Android, an AO3 Robot OC x Reader fic that was plagiarized by hamatoanne on Tumblr in her Aemond x Reader story, System Error. You can read my AO3 post for more info about the issue. As you can tell by the timestamps on AO3 and the screenshots of her now-deleted story, mine was posted months before hers. I didn’t want to make this public, but it appears Anne has not learned her lesson and is grasping at straws to keep her readers in the dark. She’s been deleting her stories to hide evidence of her plagiarism. I think you deserve to know who your beloved writer gets her words from.

I don’t know this fandom, but I’ve heard you guys can get pretty crazy. Control yourselves. The only one who needs to take responsibility is Anne. Don’t send hate to her mutuals. Don’t send hate to her followers. Don’t stalk or harass or dox anyone. Read through this post and form your opinion.

First bunch of screenshots: A side-by-side comparison of her story (now deleted) and mine (still up and linked above). I took screenshots in advance in case something like this happened so I’d have proof if I needed it. I decided to compare the first chapter of my fic with the first part of hers. I could do the whole thing, but I’m a busy college student and I think just a quick skim of the pictures below is enough for people to see the extent of her plagiarism. 

I have screenshots of her entire post, but I don’t want to make this too long to scroll through and Tumblr posts cap at 30 pictures. I’m assuming some of you have already read her story multiple times, so you’re familiar with the words. If you haven’t, then I should warn you that the fic that she plagiarized is very not SFW. I’ll let you know where the not SFW content starts so you can skip it. 

On the left is my story. On the right is what Anne posted (and took down).

Not SFW content starts here. 

Not SFW content over.

Finally, I DM’ed her. This was just before I posted to The Android on AO3 about the situation. To summarize, I wrote about how I would go about the situation and how hurt I was about a bigger creator stealing from me. I admit, I was too kind and too much of a pushover. I just wanted things to go quietly. She later replied with this and deleted her fic immediately. 

“I was completely stupid for not giving your credit” Why do they always play dumb? You copy that much and can’t even think to put my name there? You credit the artist but not the person who basically wrote your whole story? The story that gave you over 3k notes, so much more clout than any of your other stories has earned you? Total BS.

“I had every intention of giving credit where it was due…But I forgot” Right. Sure. Of course. If she felt guilty about plagiarizing, she would not be so shameless to accept praise like she did. I have examples of where she happily thanked people for complimenting "her work”, but didn’t want to bring other blogs into this, especially since they were none the wiser to her plagiarism. Ironically enough, someone even gifted her a badge for being a good writer the day she replied to my DM. She tagged that post “#a breath of fresh air on a horrible day”. I wonder why her day was horrible. Whoever gifted her that badge deserves their money back.

My thoughts when approaching her DMs were:

If she wants to keep up the story? Fine, just edit the post to say that it was heavily influenced by my story and leave a link to the original. I don’t mind. The readers will see that, click my story, compare the two, and think, “Hey, that’s not just inspiration! She plagiarized!” and her downfall would start from there without me having to do anything.

If she ignored me and didn’t fulfill that request, i would take matters into my own hands and expose her on her own post. Even more damaging.

In the end, she chose to delete the post entirely, getting rid of the evidence and her clout. I actually didn’t expect this outcome since I thought she’d like the clout too much, but I guess she decided this route would be the least damaging to her reputation. Everything was swept under the rug for now. 

And like a fool, I said thanks and went on with my life. But I decided to keep track of her. Because while I was too cowardly to do anything, I knew there would always be someone in the crowd who would take action. And it seems like people did. 

After reading the supportive comments from readers of my fic, I started to regret how lightly I handled it. I wanted to be mature even though I wanted her entire blog to fall and her reputation taken away. But I didn’t want to be a “bad person”. I wondered if I should keep pursuing the issue. I realized that my overly-people-pleasing behavior might lead her to continue her ways. I decided to speak out because others might’ve had their works taken by her and that my silence wasn’t helping. 

Next is her post, now deleted (I wonder why), about how she’s been so sad and how she’s going to be deleting her old stories and starting over. I’m likely not the only one she’s plagiarized from if she’s deleting other stories. At the time, I only saw supportive replies and reblogs on it, but maybe she deleted it after people started calling her out? Idk.

She’s playing the victim game pretty hard. Acting as a kind underdog even though she’s the big creator who stole from a nobody like me. I know I said on my AO3 update that people shouldn’t send hate to her (and even censored her name after she deleted her story) but I guess I’m a little happy that people sought to call her out on her shit. I wish I was as brave. 

Later, a nice person (we’ll call her Bob because she asked to remain anonymous) DM’ed me directly with a kind message. After seeing this, I decided I should take action and expose all of this since Anne obviously hasn’t learned and wants to keep it all hidden. Bob confirmed that I’m not the only victim of Anne’s plagiarism either.

Bob asked that I not use screenshots of our DM’s so here is a transcription of the important parts:

“Hey! I just found out that one of your fics had been plagiarized by someone in the HOTD community. First of all, I am tremendously sorry that happened…”

(For Bob’s privacy, I won’t explain her relation to Anne. Just know that Anne has refused to message her back).

“I definitely think you should make a blog post. with side by side comparison. I am still completely gobsmacked that she pilfered your entire story word for word and changed a few things. We found evidence that she had plagiarized multiple stories. Not just yours. We found out her mermaid!aemond fic was entirely stolen as well as a few others. She has quietly deleted them and hasn't spoken on them since.”

“We surmised that she takes ‘underrated’ fics from different fandoms and changes the name and that's it. It's almost like she believed that stealing from other fandoms was going to draw less attention than stealing directly from the HOTD fandom.”

So if you noticed that one of your favorite Aemond fics is gone, now you know why.

‘But benny, she still wrote her own sentences and just changed it around to fit aemond!’

Fanfiction is transformative. You know what the source material is and who created it. You know you’re not reading a copied and pasted text with maybe some words and sentences switched around. This wasn’t fanfic. According to Google, plagiarism is defined as, “the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.” (See what I did there? I credited Google. Is it so hard to give credit where credit is due?) She copied people's work, didn't give credit to the source material, and claimed it as her own. That's plagiarism.

I wouldn’t have had a problem if she properly credited me and linked the original story. I wouldn’t have had a problem if she didn’t blatantly copy and paste the entire text and premise. I wouldn’t even require getting permission to write a story based on my fic if she had satisfied those conditions.

She’s a 27-year-old grown-ass woman with enough free time to simp over some blond guy with an eyepatch. I’m a 21-year-old college student who only posts fics during the summer and winter because that’s when school’s on break. I’m too busy writing lab reports and essays to be an active writer online. The fact that she can disrespect smaller writers so tremendously should not be acceptable. The fact that she also deceived her devoted readers and friends about her "works" is also unacceptable.

What can you do about this? To be honest, I don’t know what to do. I’ve never had to deal with this before. I want to be a good person and say, “Don’t send any hate to Anne, don’t harass her. Just unfollow her and stop supporting her.” But that obviously hasn’t taught her anything. She’ll just make a half-assed apology, maybe go on hiatus, maybe disappear, and then pop up again under another name to steal from another creator. If you have any ideas on how to deal with this, please tell us. 

She can try to block me or delete her posts, but the evidence is out and the damage is done. Anything she does to hide this mess will only make it worse for her. I’d appreciate people bringing more awareness to this issue, especially if it can reach the eyes of others she’s taken from. 

Thanks for reading.

[everyandanything]

The final chapter is up and I’ve only been crying all weekend about it !!!

And now I’m going to be sappy on main for a second so all the apologies in advance totally feel free to click the link above and ignore the "keep reading" button lol

But genuinely wanted to thank everyone who’s read this silly little story. I started this back in July with the thought, “but like what if… Darry got jumped? 🧐 and no clue how to do any of this. And all of you have been so kind and loving and welcoming to me and this fic that grew into something way bigger than I could have ever imagined. This fandom genuinely has some of the coolest and most creative people in it and I’m so inspired by you guys every day.

All that to say, anyone who’s read this story, or commented, or liked, or have been saving it until it’s finished, or have had to put up with me clogging the outsider fanfiction tag for the past 5 months, thank you so so much for going on this journey with me. I’ve had the best time sharing it, and putting the poor Curtis brothers through it (rip).

And I know I say this every time, but I’m so serious please come chat with me about this or all things outsiders, because I’m currently in mourning over this being over and need the distraction 😔🫶🏻

So, without further ado, the last chapter of Born a Grease (except for whatever one shots I inevitably write to cope with my withdrawals from no longer writing this).

Hope you all enjoy, and until next time!!

[zukkathirst]

Hi everyone, thank you so much for taking part in the Zukka Thirst NSFW weekend! As promised, here is our masterlist of amazing fanworks created for the weekend, and we wanted to put them together here one easy post for clicking!

Before I begin we just want to thank the creators who took part - this was a fun weekend to run and we hope you had fun too, and that you enjoyed sprinkling a little bit of spice into our Zukka hotpot!

We've popped the list under a read-more to save dash space, but under the cut you'll find a compilation of all the great stuff that came (😏) out of the weekend. Each work comes with its own individual warnings and tags on it, so please read before scrolling down - or if in doubt, browse the AO3 collection instead! We've also included links to the promo post(s) for each piece on tumblr if you'd like to reblog directly from the author or artist. And obvious caveat - all these creations are not worksafe!!

And without further ado... the fanworks!

Title: Blowjob Creator: @umossu on tumblr | 1mossplease on AO3 Summary: They blow each other :-) Links: AO3 Preview:

Title: Just Get On Your Knees (Say Pretty Please) Creator: @erisenyo on tumblr | erisenyo on AO3 Summary: Zuko has a crush. Detective Wang Fire is on the case. And Sokka--Sokka might have a few questions, too, once he gets past how fun it is to see Zuko so flustered. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

“Don’t worry, love,” Sokka tosses over his shoulder, smirking as Zuko’s heat licks up his back. “Second place is still good enough to get your dick w—wait. Mine?” Zuko tumbles Sokka onto the bed. “Yours?” “You said mine doesn’t have posters.” Sokka shoves his loose hair out of his face, rolling onto his back just in time for Zuko to straddle him. “Meaning yours. Your—crush? You have a crush?”

Title: A Primer on How to Make Tax Codes, Trade Taffirs, and Asset Management Sexy Creator: Escyn on tumblr | Escyn on AO3 Summary: NSWF art inspired by Erisenyo’s Lessons in Proper Asset Management Links: AO3 Preview:

Title: high-strung Creator: @ranilla-bean on tumblr | ranilla-bean on AO3 Summary: Sokka gives Zuko a maths lesson. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Sokka’s eyebrow rose. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. What was he up to? Zuko’s breath hitched; his fingers dug into the lotus silk of his robe. He had never quite managed to become immune to Sokka’s charms. A playful brown hand reached into the bag and pulled out— Well, Zuko wasn’t sure what it was.

Title: Piercings Creator: @umossu on tumblr | 1mossplease on AO3 Summary: Zuko gets ALL the piercings. Sokka approves. Links: AO3 Preview:

Title: Enhanced Interrogation Creator: @watertribe-inventor-guy on tumblr | Fishstick_LBT on AO3 Summary: It's dick. The advanced interrogation method is Fire Lord dick. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: Nice Contrast Creator: @aimrwv on tumblr | AIMRWV on AO3 Summary: Suki mentions Sokka’s involvement in an underground movement for sexual liberation within the Fire Nation and Zuko wonders why his closest friend had never bothered telling him about it.

He finds out the "hard" way. Links: AO3 link Preview:

“Sorry that I wasn’t super excited to talk about my less conventional sex-life with a happily married straight man who also just happens to be the Fire Lord and – wait – my employer.” Sokka said, the bite behind his words was clearly for show but Zuko decided to play along.   “Employer” He snorted. “Do you really think that I treat anyone else in this palace like I treat you? I can assure you you’re the only one of my employees who is allowed to sit on my private balcony and share carafe after carafe of this nation’s finest wine with me. That’s how I treat friends, Sokka. And also, I think, as the regent monarch, I should know about underground movements in my country.”

Title: Cooling down (and heating right back up again) Creator: Escyn on tumblr | Escyn on AO3 Summary: NSFW art inspired by SyciaraLynx's Married Zukka Banging it Out Series Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: Zukka Thirst Weekend Creator: @shesmykindofboi on tumblr | chibicthulhu on AO3 Summary: Drawing for zukka thirst prompt event on tumblr, literally the first nsfw art I’ve ever done. Fun! Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: up with the sun Creator: @dickpuncherdraws on tumblr | dickpuncher420 on ao3 Summary: Sokka wakes up feeling frisky. Links: AO3 link | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: Unfulfilled Needs Creator: @baileynono on tumblr | baileynono on AO3 Summary: Sokka and Zuko come to the realisation that they desperately need to fuck. However, there are only very few moments where the Fire Lord won't be interrupted. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

“So, mighty Fire Lord, how has this evening been treating you?” Zuko scrunches up his face. “I didn’t escape a bunch of nonsense to hear you spout some more.” “Oh, please. You love it even when I talk all fancy to you.” Sokka receives a glare and a squeeze on his shoulders as Zuko very pointedly avoids his face. “Come on, I asked you a question! How has this evening been?”

Title: Doodles that embarrass me Creator: blu3berrydraws on tumblr | Blu3berry on AO3 Summary: this is a dump for spicy sketches that ill never finish or refine all of them are NSFW ! They feature nudity and sexual acts ! Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: Jockey Creator: @umossu on tumblr | 1mossplease on AO3 Summary: Zuko gets pounded into the bed Links: AO3 Preview:

Title: Zukka Smut Compilation Creator: @ash-and-starlight on tumblr | Summary: A place where I can gather my nsfw zukka art, starting off with entries for the Zukka Thirst Weekend over on Tumblr

1) Frotting + fem!zukka 2) Hickeys + modern au 3) Spooning 4) Blowjob + t4t zukka 5) Rimming + a scene from ranilla_bean's "in flammam flammas" Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post 1 | tumblr promo post 2 | tumblr promo post 3 Preview:

Title: golden apple of my eye Creator: @glycopyrrolate on tumblr | aiyah on AO3 Summary: Sokka has a fantastic idea. Zuko obliges. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

But what if? Stupid ideas mean stupid decisions. Sokka’s the type of guy to think about stupid shit when he really shouldn’t. It usually comes back to bite him in the ass.

Title: hit the back Creator: @dickpuncherdraws on tumblr | dickpuncher420 on ao3 Summary: Zuko knows how to treat her girl right. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Title: helping hand Creator: @ranilla-bean on tumblr | ranilla-bean on AO3 Summary: Sokka wears Zuko like a glove puppet. 🤜 Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post Preview:

Back home, they had, well, objects for this. All sorts of lewd things not meant for polite eyes that they could cram out of sight into all sorts of holes. At Kuei’s palace, they did not. But Sokka was looking thoughtful. “Wait… We might not have our toys, but…” He held up a hand and waggled it. “We could improvise?”

Title: Zukka Thirst Event Creator: @arandin-art on tumblr | nekoppi on AO3 Summary: My art participation to the Zukka Thirst Weekend. Links: AO3 | tumblr post Preview:

Title: You are going to carry that weight Creator: Escyn on tumblr | Escyn on AO3 Summary: Smutty mostly art that took on a life of its own. Ft. Sokka as a cowboy, Zuko as a samurai, scruffy middle-aged men looking for a second chance, and a non-insurmountable language barrier. Links: AO3 | tumblr promo post | tumblr promo post 2 Preview:

"When my lover left me for another man, I, ah, killed both him and his new lover. I felt much, how do you say it, lighter? Yes, lighter." The stranger peers at Sokka though his lashes, golden gaze assessing what Sokka can only guess is a look of utter bewilderment on his face. Heartbreak had driven Sokka away from the only home he ever knew, to a foreign land with only his flask and a letter of introduction to a cattle rancher to his name. The letter had lead him here, on a train to the middle of nowhere, the Eurasian plain flying by. The flask had him spilling his guts to this unsuspecting stranger. A stranger who maybe just admitted to murder, whose pretty pink lips demand all of Sokka's attention, he wants them wrapped around his-- "Would doing that also help you?" Sokka sputters, moving the flask away from his lips. Coughing, he feels the low alcohol buzz in his stomach transform into something hot and churning. So many questions, but only one passes his lips. "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

Title: Zukka Thirsty Weekend Creator: @chiptrillino Summary: Collection of drawings for the characters sokka and zuko, based on the prompt bingo from the zukka thirst event on tumblr. Links: AO3 Preview:

Title: Fuck me Juliet Creator: @umossu on tumblr | 1mossplease on AO3 Summary: Zuko is horny and Sokka is saying something. Then Sokka is horny, and Zuko is saying something. Then they're both talking. Then they're fucking. Links: AO3 Preview:

The moonlight shines only on Sokka's right side: one eye, bluer than the ocean spirit, stares back at him. Zuko forgets to breathe for a moment. When Sokka's fingers slide down his neck, it brings him back to his senses, and Zuko asks, "Can I–" They're kissing. 

[transformativeworks]

I have very bad OCD and it really bugs me whenever I click on a tag/work/author (any other link) and it changes color when I go back to another page. Is there a way to fix this? Thank you in advance!

Hey Nonnie!

This is a problem that is solved by using a skin!

I would go through all the materials on how to use them and how to make your own and edit it - and then the specific thing you are looking for is nearish the bottom. In Reversi (the publicly available Dark Mode Skin) it looks like this

a, a:link, a.tag, #header a, #header a:visited, #header .current, #header .primary .open a, #header .primary .dropdown:hover a, #header .primary .dropdown a:focus, #dashboard a, #dashboard .current, .heading, .group .heading, .filters dt a:hover { color: #fff; } a:visited, .actions a:visited, .action a:link, .action a:visited, .listbox .heading a:visited, span.series .divider { color: #999; }

And what you want to do is make both of the "color: #***" things be the same (so if they are both #fff then in this case the text will be white before you click it AND after you click it).

ALSO - anyone who is bugged by the Muted Users notice being on every page? There is a thing you can add to your site skin!

p.muted.notice { display: none; }

I stuck that at the end of my site skin and SHAZAM no more notice on all the pages. Just don't forget that you may have muted users and that it will change your search results.

(in general I am not A Code Person, but there are MANY searchable site skins available. I highly recommend checking them out to optimize your AO3 experience.. and pls don't ask me complex questions about how to write site skins, we have reached the end of my knowledge.)

Hope this helps!

~ModRemi

[noforkingclue]

Hey there! I hope you’re well! 🥰

So the prompt list you just reblogged, coupled with your response to my comment on your fic created a perfect storm for me to send a request in (if you’re still taking them, that is)

Would you be willing to write some more protective Tommy Shelby using this prompt: “I’m not jealous. I just know the intentions that someone like that has for you, even if you claim not to see them yourself.” ?? … you’re an absolute master at it and I’m excited to see what you’ll write!

Thanks in advance if you choose to! 🧡

Yep, requests are still open and thank you for sending this in! :D

I couldn't help but add in angst and pining because I'm evil.

I hope you like the fic :)

Title: Wanting

Prompt list: list

Peaky Blinders tag list: @stylesofloki,  @ohshititsfenharel,  lenaskyler02, @elenavampire21, @swordofawriter, @zablife, @cillmequick, @polishcrazyone, @nataliewalker93

Thomas Shelby tag list: @alreadybroken-ts, @darlingdevil, lyrxbz,  @watercolorskyy, @notyour-valentine, @neonpurplestars89-blog

Everything tag list: greenrevolutionary, @byebyebreezywrites spngingerbread21,  @layazul,  @lov3vivian, @simonsbluee

You adjusted your hair one last time before turning around. You smiled at Tommy and gestured to yourself.

“Well?” you asked, “How do I look?”

Tommy didn’t answer. He looked away and lit another cigarette. You sighed and walked over to him, sitting down next to him.

“Too much?” you said

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“How well do you know…” Tommy tried to remember the name of the man, you did tell him after all, “him?”

“James,” you said with a soft smile, “We’ve met a couple of times.”

“A couple of times,” Tommy smiled bitterly, “and you sure you really know someone after only meeting a ‘couple of times’.”

“That’s why I’m going out with him to dinner,” you said, rolling your eyes, “to get to know him. What’s the matter Tommy?” You smiled playful and nudged him, “You jealous?”

“I’m not jealous,” Tommy said firmly, “I just know the intentions that someone like that has for you, even if you claim not to see them yourself.”

You stood up quickly and wrapped your arms around yourself. A thick silence fell over the two of you. Silences were never awkward between you and Tommy. He was one of the few people who you felt comfortable being completely silent with. Ever since you started working with Polly, you and Tommy had become close. Well, as close as anyone can truly get with Tommy.

“I’m not stupid.” You said eventually

“I know.”

“Then why are you acting like I am?”

You heard Tommy stand up. Your breath hitched as he put his hands on your shoulders. He squeezed them briefly before saying quietly,

“Too many people I… care about have gotten hurt, love. I don’t want the same thing to happen to you.”

You turned around, gaze softened, and put your hand over Tommy’s. Tommy resisted the urge to link your fingers together.

“It’s ok,” you said, “I’m an adult. I can handle myself, can’t I?”

“I know.”

“Besides,” you removed your hand and pulled yourself out of Tommy’s grip, “Polly knows his mother. She assures me that he has nothing but the best of intentions.”

You grabbed your coat and headed towards the door. You turned back for a second and for a brief moment Tommy thought that you had changed your mind. That you were going to abandoned your meeting and agree to spend the evening with him.

“You know where my spare keys are right?” you said, “You don’t mind locking up when you leave? Although you know you’re more than welcome to stay.”

“Not wise to leave your spare keys under a flower pot.” Said Tommy

“And who’s going to fuck with someone who works for Shelby Company Limited?”

You gave him one last bright smile before shutting the door. Tommy closed his eyes and sat back down as the sound of your shoes clicking on the ground was lost to the night. He took another deep drag of his cigarette. He wished that he hadn’t let you go. He wished that he had pulled your back into his arms and never let you go. To tell you how much he loves you, those words that seemed so small and yet would change everything.

And Polly had done everything in her power to prevent that. With her actually knowing the family, and giving you her assurance, you would never be Tommy’s.

[fullmoonfireball]

Pikmin 2 Personality Quiz Translation

quick disclaimer: I am not especially fluent in Japanese, I'm just some shmuck trying their best, so take these translations with a grain of salt. especially since there's some i'm really unsure of here.

feel free to play along with this link! or just scroll all the way down to the "results" section at the bottom if you just want to see the descriptions

Thank you for Accessing [This Page]

Ahh, thank you! You came right away. I'm so happy.

Hey... If you don't mind... I could examine your personality!

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(note: there's some usage of katakana in the paragraph where it typically wouldn't be, notably for the pronouns 'watashi' and 'anata', so I decided to bold those.)

Pikmin Personality Quiz

Q1: What is the most important thing in your life?

Friends

Money

Family

......

Myself

Q2: Of the following 5 colours, which do you prefer?

Red

Purple

White

Yellow

Blue

Q3: Who can you not say no to?

My parents

My lover

My boss

Myself

There isn't anyone (None)

Q4: What word best describes your lifestyle?

Fearful

Perky

Heart-pounding

Voracious

Impulsive

(note: these are all onomatopoeia in the original, so an exact translation would be impossible, or at least unreasonable. hopefully this does the job fine.)

Q5: You're flying in a spaceship. What happens to you next?

I crash

I sleep

I explore an undiscovered planet

I fall

I go back home

(note: "I fall" could equally be "I fail". it's hard to say with so little context, but either way it's not good.)

Q6: How much money do you have saved up?

No more than 100 yen

No more than 1000 yen

No more than 10,000 yen

No more than 100,000 yen

More than that! I'm rich!

(I'm here for translations, not currency conversions, but this would be (in USD, since I'm pretty sure most of you are American even though I'm not): $0.67, $6.67, $66.72, and $667.21 respectively. the fact this was probably made for children really shows here.)

Q7: What's your favourite game?

The leisurely Animal Crossing.

Pikmin, of course.

As expected, it's Zelda.

Obviously Mario, right?

Actually, it's none of these.

Q8: What's your favourite creature?

Pellet Posy

Iridescent Flint Beetle

Bulborb

Waterwraith

Pikmin

Q9: What's your LEAST favourite creature?

Beady Long Legs

Titan Dweevil

Bulborb

Breadbug

Bumbling Snitchbug

(note: this quiz seems to specifically be related to the New Play Control version of Pikmin 2, so the inclusion of the Titan Dweevil isn't QUITE as spoilery as it seems on first glance)

Q10: What's your favourite place?

Valley of Repose

Awakening Wood

Perplexing Pool

Wistful Wild

Inside the Onion

Q11: During a space trip, you're met with an accident, and end up shipwrecked on an uninhabited planet. What kind of planet is it?

A jungle planet

A sandy planet

A mechanized planet

A planet of bugs

It's actually Earth

Q12: If were shipwrecked on an uninhabited planet and could only bring one thing with you, what would it be?

My secret safe

My Game Boy Advance

My passbook

Lunch

A novel

Q13: If you were to start a family in the future, how many children would you have?

None

One

Two

I don't know

A lot

Q14: How would you describe your interactions with others?

Passionate

Cool

Devoted

Easy to get carried away

I don't care

Q15: Seriously, how old are you?

10 or less

20 or less

40 or less

60 or less

What a rude thing to ask!

Check your personality!

(note: if you click this button before answering all of the questions, you will get a popup saying "Q[earliest unanswered number] has not been entered.")

RESULTS

Your personality is [most like]...

The President.

Your strength is that you are honest about your feelings. Your energy as a leader is undefeatable.

However, you should maybe consider other people's feelings at least a little bit.

THIS → is the perfect partner for you!

Your perfect match is...

The President's wife.

She's straightforward about her feelings, more so than you.

She always toys with you.

However, that's because she believes in you.

→ Back

(note: I have absolutely zero confidence in that middle sentence.)

Your personality is [most like]...

Olimar.

A hard-working man who loves his family. He is popular among the Pikmin for his leadership.

However, he's a bit unlucky.

THIS → is the perfect partner for you!

Your perfect match is...

Olimar's wife.

No matter how destitute, she will always support you with great love.

There can be no secrets (such as a certain safe) between lovers or husband and wife.

You two can keep it together and not let the recession get to you.

→ Back

Your personality is [most like]...

Louie.

You're not so good at communication. People tend to misunderstand you, and have no idea what you're thinking.

Maybe you should voice your feelings more often?

THIS → is the perfect partner for you!

Your perfect match is...

Louie's nana.

Her narrow eyes make her look like she can't see anything. But trust me, she definitely sees the real you.

Even if it's hard, please indulge her as much as you can.

→ Back

(note: another really hard phrase to translate on the partner pages, yowch. this time, it was the last line of her description.)

Your personality is [most like]...

The Hocotate Ship.

On the outside, talkative to the point of being a blabbermouth.

But on the inside, actually a bit dry.

THIS → is the perfect partner for you!

Your perfect match is...

Mr. Beady Long Legs.

A strong personality that will really shake your heart. Whether it's out of fear or love, your heart will keep thumping.

Once you get over these feelings, a new you awaits...... Probably.

→ Back

(note: because "さん" is gender neutral, this could equally be Ms. Beady Long Legs. hocotate ship yuri, i GUESS.)

Your personality is [most like]...

The Pikmin.

Serious and hard-working. Your strong suit is cooperating with others. The type to thoroughly devote yourself.

But maybe you could assert yourself a little more?

THIS → is the perfect partner for you!

Your perfect match is...

Mr. Bulborb.

It will lead you with a WILD personality.

A big maw awaits you.

Please look forward to some wild kisses.

→ Back

(note: again, could be Ms. instead)

[justimajin]

The Profit & Love Statement » Epilogue

↠ Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

↠ Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Angst

↳ 3.7k / CEO AU

↠ Summary: Through the hours of endless training, bickering spats and heartfelt moments, you and Seokjin are finally together. He has stepped up into his own, becoming the accomplished and ironically, worldwide handsome CEO of Kim Electronics. You have taken your own steps, securing a mantle you have always desired. However, it begs the question - what does your future together entail?

↠ A/N: Thank you all for reading! I truly appreciate all the love and support this series got :')

↠ Completed Series Masterpost here.

[One year later.]

Your heels click against the tiled floor, a folder with paperwork in your hands. The office is wide and expensive, multiple floors and separate divisions spanning across the building. 

Both the Operations as well as Research and Development departments whizz by you, a small smile curling on your lips as you head across from Marketing and Customer Service. You wait as the elevator takes you up, doors opening to reveal the Sales and Finance department. 

Swiveling, you walk right past it. 

Right in the far corner of the floor, there is a new office. It has a large plaque resting on the door – one that announces both your name and profession to anyone that walks by. 

Y/N L/N. 

Human Resources Manager.

You’re about to step in, but halt at the sight of a young girl darting her eyes around.

A small smile curls on your lips.

“Hi, can I help you?” You greet.

“Y/N.” She immediately greets you back, eyes averting, “I-I wanted to discuss something with you.” 

“Of course.” 

You gesture her inside, and she steps in. 

At first glance, it looks exactly like your typical office. There’s a wide desk in the middle of the room which contains two monitors and stacks of paperwork. It’s paired with chairs and combined with a large metal cabinet.

But her eyes are pulled away from all of it, and instead they’re drawn to the set of photographs adorning the wooden table. 

One of them is of an older couple, tenderness lining their expressions as they lean towards each other. Within their hands are two children, one of which has the same features as you. 

Another one is of a young girl, appearing in her early teens with a soft smile. You have your arms wrapped around her, a giant grin on yours. 

The third one is of a group of people in professional wear, arms linked together and joyful smiles on their features. You seem to be looking at them with a mix of amusement and fondness.

The last one is of a rather handsome tall man, who cheekily winks at the camera as you appear to be mid-laugh, your eyes crinkling and chuckles practically spilling out of you. 

She blinks, her concentration breaking as soon as you shift to take a seat. Shaking her head, it almost feels like she’s gotten glimpses into something incredibly personal, and she hurriedly takes the seat across from you. 

All thoughts erase from her mind once your gaze falls onto her. 

“Yes, Hyolyn?” 

You ask and the girl looks like she’s resisting the urge to melt into the chair. 

She sharply inhales, “I-I’ve completed assessing the current training program and mentored the new candidates, I just wanted to ask about any new opportunities I can assist with....” 

She wants to crawl into the corner of the room, knowing that it had been exactly one year since she had started her job and yet here she was, seeking advancement somehow. 

But what she doesn’t expect is the warm smile you give her. 

“I see.” You pick out a file from the pile, racking your eyes through it. “There are some opportunities available in which you can take initiative, such as assisting with internal recruitment.” 

“T-That would be okay! I can assist with that.” 

You hum, “I’ll get HR Personnel Jung Hoseok to connect with you. He’s been recently placed in charge of it.”

She eagerly nods and you discuss more on the systematics of the job before she’s departing, a wide grin on his features and hope sparking in her eyes. 

You watch her leave, leaning against the door to your office and crossing your arms as the wave of nostalgia hits you. 

It had been simply a year and yet everything’s changed. You’re no longer conducting meetings or conjuring reports, instead you’re managing and organizing essential components within your department, stepping up as a leader. 

And of course, you’re not the only one. 

“Did you notice?” A man at his cubicle whispers to his coworker, loud enough for you to hear, “This company’s stocks have shot up! Everything's green.” 

“Well, yeah.” His co-worker snorts, “But for how long?” 

“It’s been like the past couple of months, the pattern hasn’t changed.” 

His co-worker raises a brow, “Really?” 

The man furiously nods, “I’m definitely going to invest.” He glances back at his computer, clearing displaying the stock market rather than working. 

His coworker laughs, “It’s probably because we’ve had a new CEO for a while now.” 

“Oh yeah, CEO Seokjin.” He remarks casually, “You know, I’ve seen pictures of him. Apparently he’s really good-looking in person. They call him ‘Worldwide Handsome’ and everything.” 

“Yeah?” His coworker leans over in curiosity and a chuckle leaves you as they attempt to search up pictures of him. 

“Interesting, isn’t it?” A deep voice draws you from the interaction. 

You turn to see a tall man standing before you, adorned in a black suit and with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He grins, two dimples appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“Watching employees fawn over Seokjin?” You mimic his smile, “A bit.” 

Namjoon chuckles, and you muse how the man’s barely changed. He’s still CFO, running his department with uttermost attention and swiftly improving things when he can. 

You had grown closer to him within the past year, finding him to be kind and oddly enough, very easy to relate to when it came to Jin’s antics. 

“He’s done a lot for this company.” He reminisces, “Something he definitely boasts about, though.” 

“Oh, yeah.” His self-praises have always been never-ending, “That’s Seokjin for you.” 

You had watched it all in amazement at first, from his growth in managing the entire company to implementing new ideas and innovations. All while you took upon your Managing role, getting the nice incentive of seeing his progress in the workplace. 

You turn to Namjoon with a smile, watching the clock from across the room. 

“I have to get back to work, but are you free this evening by any chance?” 

Namjoon thoughtfully ponders, “I should be, unless the department decides to have problems right when I’m trying to go home.” 

You laugh at that, “Why do you ask?” 

There’s a large grin on your lips. 

“Let’s just say your evening has now been booked.” 

“I’m home!” 

Your voice echoes against the walls, silence greeting you back. 

A deep sigh leaves you at that, but it’s not long before Yuna is running to you. 

“Y/N!” 

“Yuna!” You wrap your arms around her and she smiles, “How was school?” 

“Good, I was working on some homework.” She glances around the door, dismay filling her eyes. “Where’s Jin?” 

You grimace, “He didn’t come with me, he’s still at work.” 

“Aw, okay.” She pouts, and you mull over how her reaction is so similar to how you’re feeling. 

The past year has held a lot of changes for both you and Jin, the most being namely dealing with work. Both of you had long acknowledged that you had busy careers, the responsibilities on your plate having increased tenfold. 

And when it ultimately resulted in either of you barely getting a chance to see each other for a couple of weeks, Jin suggested something that had you nearly choking.

“What if we just moved in together?” He remarks over the phone, “It’ll solve your dilemma of getting a new apartment too.” 

He had been right – your lease was expiring soon and the landlord had yet again hiked up the price. You luckily were in more of a stable financial place at that point, but a part of you wanted to get out of that apartment, wanting to have more space for Yuna to grow up in. 

“I don’t know…” You truthfully confess, “Wouldn’t you want to stay with your parents?” 

He chuckles, “I can still visit them, plus I’ve been getting to see them more often than you.” 

You hum, deeply contemplating his words. 

“You know, this won’t change any of my plans.” He brings up, “I still plan on marrying you.” 

Your breath hitches, and he catches you off guard for a second time. 

You had been aware of his plans, one day truthfully asking him where he felt like your relationship was progressing towards, and he had told you about his desire of being with you in the long-term. But the both of you agreed that you weren’t ready at the exact moment, that you wanted to progress further into your lives before officially tying the knot. However, ever since then it quickly became something Jin loved to tease you about, abruptly getting onto his knees randomly in public areas that made you freak out.

Because you told him that if he ever proposed to you in public, all the sudden attention from onlookers would make you actually want to cry. 

“I’m still firm on my words.” You note, “If you propose in front of people, I will cry, and it won’t exactly be out of joy.” 

He laughs on the other end, “I know, but I still got to bring it up, okay? What if someone else comes up and snatches you away?” 

“Kim Seokjin, I’ve been dating you for a whole year.” You state, hearing his squeaky laughter radiate through your ear. “Surely, I’m still interested.” 

“Of course you are.” He scoffs, “Are we just going to pretend you didn’t originally fall head over heels because of my handsome face?” 

You snort at that, playing along. “I mean, you aren’t bad looking.” 

“Right? Like where else are you going to find someone like me?!” 

You had laughed at his antics, enjoying listening to him but sincerely missing just having him around, catching his reactions to your words or even worse, your terrible ones to his bad jokes. 

It had been the deciding factor in wanting to move in together and it has been something you had endlessly questioned Yuna about, asking if she was comfortable with having him around in the vicinity. 

Because as much as you loved Jin, Yuna was always your top priority – something he truly understood. 

To your surprise, Yuna was over the moon about the idea. Her and Jin had gotten close, to the point where you muse that she saw him something akin to an older brother. That, plus the fact that you knew she didn’t mind his exceptional cooking skills when it came down to meals. 

As a result, you two of you had the fun adventure of going apartment searching together, checking out different locations with various layouts, before setting onto one that was more spacious compared to your old one, but small enough to still be cozy. 

But unfortunately, you occasionally still have days like this – where you’re expecting Jin to emerge from one of the doors in your shared home, only to receive a text from him that he’s gotten held up at work. Normally, you’re fine about it, having acknowledged that part of his work life, but you wish it wasn’t today. 

Yuna waves you goodbye, and you depart out for the night. 

Taehyung’s eyes rack over the menu. 

“I think I’ll get the noodles.” He states, glancing at the man seated next to him. “What do you think?” 

“The soup sounds kind of good.” Jimin ponders, leaning over to view as well. 

Taehyung draws his attention towards it. 

“As long as it isn’t radish based…” 

A chuckle comes from across the table, “Don’t worry, I don’t think this place serves radish soup.” 

Taehyung glances at Jungkook, who smiles and leans back in his seat. 

A woman at the table crosses her arms, “What’s wrong with radish soup?” 

“It’s a long story.” They both mutter in unison and Hana raises a brow, glancing at Yoongi who just simply shakes his head. 

“Speaking of which, Hoseok said he’ll be here soon and Y/N says she’s on the way.” Jungkook is looking down on his phone, “She said that she invited Namjoon as well, but that Jin can’t make it.” 

“Aw, really?” Taehyung pouts, and Jungkook solemnly nods. 

Jungkook grimaces, “Yeah, she said he got held up at work.” 

“Being CEO is so grueling…” Jimin mutters. 

Yoongi deeply sighs, “Especially when you don’t even get to come to your own restaurant.” 

The door at the front suddenly opens, and Hoseok emerges with a bright grin. 

“Hi, guys!” 

“Hyung!” Jungkook swivels around, squinting his eyes. “Are you alone?” 

“Not quite.” You peek your head from behind him, with Namjoon sheepishly smiling in the back. 

In an instant, Taehyung gets up from his seat. “You’re all here!” 

You laugh at that, a huge smile spreading across your features. Taking a glance around, the restaurant is busy, tables are packed and waiters are walking around, hurriedly getting orders. 

It’s more than Jin could have dreamed about, working consistently on managing the place as well as his CEO duties. But it quickly turned into a hub spot for employees from your company to frequent, and of course – your collective meet up spot. 

Slipping in the seat next to Hana and Yoongi, you smile as Namjoon sits down next to you and Hoseok joins Jungkook. 

“First things first.” Taehyung declares, “There is a man within the vicinity that has long gotten rid of his plants–” 

“Oh my god.” Hoseok covers his face, and Jungkook loudly laughs. 

“–a man that no longer calls himself single, he is a new man, one we must–”

“Are you actually narrating all of this?” Yoongi remarks and Taehyung pouts. 

“It’s fun, though!” He whines. 

Hoseok clears his throat, “Taehyung – as much as I appreciate it, the embarrassment might kill me.” He sheepishly laughs, “Do you mind just skipping to the part of congratulating me?” 

Taehyung seems to contemplate for a moment, before clapping his hands together. 

“Fine.” He affirms, “Congrats, Hoseok!” 

He beams and everyone chimes in, making you grin. 

You lean forward, “So when are we meeting her?” 

“Dasom’s a little shy,” He explains, “But I think with time, she would love to meet you guys.” 

“Oh, so her name is Dasom?” Hana smirks, making eye contact with you, to which you laugh. 

“Where did you meet?” You wonder and Hoseok grows endearingly flustered. 

“Actually, through our parents…..” He explains, “She’s the daughter of one of my mom’s friends.”

“Told you to listen to your mom.” Yoongi mutters, causing Hoseok to scoff and Hana to laugh. 

“Well, I’m happy for you.” Taehyung insists, “And just a little jealous since no one loves me.” 

“You have me!” Jimin presses on, making his friend smile a bit. 

“Jimin! My best friend!” He hugs him, causing Jimin to giggle. 

“Hey,” Jungkook scoffs, “What am I then?” 

“Oh, you’re still here?” Taehyung teases, causing him to be offended and for Jimin to pat his back, saying ‘I’m your friend too’. 

Jungkook sighs, eyeing you. “I miss Jin.” 

Taehyung pouts, “Yeah, Mr. CEO isn’t here.” 

You nod somberly, understanding their sentiments and Namjoon speaks up. 

“I’ve gotten in touch with him a couple of times, obviously through work.” He states, pushing up his glasses, “He’s seem to be hounded lately.” 

“Have you been doing okay?” Hana keenly whispers, placing a hand on your shoulder. 

“I’m okay!” You grow skittish underneath her concerned gaze. “Really, I am. It’s what happens when you’re with businessmen.” 

“Trust me, I know.” Hana snorts, making knowing eye contact with Yoongi who playfully raises an eyebrow at her. “Enough of the sad tales now, let’s get some drinks!” 

“Amen to that!” Hoseok nods, flickering his eyes through the menu. 

Soon, orders are being placed back and forth, alongside Hana insisting everyone to get drinks. 

Within a matter of moments, glasses are clinking together, and you grin, having missed being surrounded by all your friends. 

You stumble into your apartment complex. 

Jamming your hand into your purse, you attempt to fish out your keys, eyes squinting through the darkness. Your hand luckily hits metal soon, and the familiar jingling sound resonates through your ears. 

Putting the key, you twist the lock and push against the door. 

You’re greeted to a completely dark apartment, save for a light spilling out from the corner. You frown, knowing that Yuna would definitely be asleep by now. 

Unless– 

Your eyes dramatically widen, having completely forgotten that it was late into the night. The sound of a keyboard typing resonates through the walls and alarms you. 

You frantically pace further into the home. 

Jin nearly screams when the door comes swinging open, a hand coming over his chest to steady his racing heartbeat. You idle at the door, staring at him with rounded irises from afar. 

“Am I hallucinating?” You blurt out and he laughs at your expression, turning away from his work laptop. 

“You’re not.” He states with a smile, “I’m finally home, but I had to bring work with me.” He points to the laptop behind him with a wince.

“Oh…” 

“Are you drunk?” He loudly ponders, wondering why you’re just standing at the door and still gawking at him in confusion. 

You immediately shake your head, “I might’ve…had a drink or two.” 

“One or two, which was it?” He chuckles, adjusting his reading glasses and crossing his arms. 

“Maybe it was more than two.” You deflect, waddling over to the chair next to him. 

Plopping down a bit dramatically, you wrap your arms around him with a pout. “I missed you.” 

He chuckles, hugging you back, “I missed you too.” 

You hear the soft sound of typing start up again, assuming that he was back to working. “You know, everyone was missing you today too.” 

He sighs, “I wish I could have come, it’s just been so hectic these days.” 

You frown, “My work’s been kind of boring lately, like really…mundane.”

“The workplace being boring and mundane?” He playfully remarks, “Hm, who would have known?” 

A silly smile crosses your lips at that and you lean against him, tugging on his sleeve. 

“Stop working, I want attention.” 

“Y/N, it’s important I finish this.” He states and you childishly pout. 

“Yeah, but I’m more important.” You persist, throwing him puppy dog eyes that make him laugh.

He finally gives in, turning away from his laptop. 

“You know, you’re ridiculously adorable when you’re drunk.”

You grin at that, “–and it somehow feels like we’ve switched personalities.” 

“Oh!” You exclaim, catching his attention. “I can do this, just gimme a minute!” 

He frowns, but still watches as you stagger in standing up. 

You use your most dramatic voice, “Don’t you know? I’m the most handsomest person in the world, just look at my face.” 

You strike a model pose and Jin instantly bursts out laughing, squeakiness flooding the room. 

“Wow – you are so bad at impersonating me.” 

“Hey! Don’t laugh!” You chide as he keeps on laughing, shaking his head and muttering ‘it’s just so bad’. 

“I worked hard on it.” You profess, a giant pout lining your lips. He reaches out, holding onto your hands. 

“Okay, okay – I’m sorry, I won’t laugh anymore.” He truthfully states and a smile makes its way to your lips. 

“Good.” 

“Now then, since you’re obviously drunk and look exhausted.” He gets up, walking from his desk over to the bed in the middle of the room. “Maybe it’s time to call it a night?” 

You nod, mulling over his words and sitting down quietly on the edge. 

But then–

“Are you sure this is not just an excuse for you to keep working?” 

“A bit.” He chuckles at you catching onto his intentions, and you frown. 

“Then at least stay with me before I fall asleep.” 

He softly smiles, “Of course.” 

You plant yourself against the bed, not even bothering to change out of your work clothes. Jin takes the blanket at the edge and tucks it over you, watching your eyes begin to droop and succumb to fatigue. 

“Jin?” You whisper into the silence, mind still clouded with the alcohol. 

“Yeah?” 

“You know I love you, right?” 

He chuckles, “I know, you’ve told me several times by now.” 

“You better marry me.” You sleepily mumble, “Don’t run away, I don’t want to chase you again.” 

“I’m not going to run away, Y/N.” He chides and you let out a sound, something akin to acknowledgement. 

“Y/N?” He calls out, but you don’t respond. Instead, he hears your breath begin to even out, and assumes you had finally fallen asleep. 

Gyrating around, he trudges over to the desk, ready to resume his work. But his gaze shifts, eyes wavering to the bottom drawer. 

Yanking it out, he retrieves a small box hidden in the back, opening it to reveal a shining diamond ring. 

A small smile curls on his lips. 

***

His eyes avert around, anxiously taking in the sheer amount of people surrounding him. They all take curious glances and peeks at him, a spotlight following wherever he goes. 

“Y/N!” 

He swivels, watching a young woman emerge in front of his father and one of the Finance Managers. She’s dressed in a simple black dress, large eyes bright and a polite smile on her lips. 

He observes as your eyes widen with the appearance of his father. 

“This is Kim Namjung, the CEO.” His father smiles and you quickly clear your throat, calmly greeting him. “And this is‒”

He feels all eyes plant onto him with his father’s words, downcasting his gaze from the scrutiny. “I’d like you to meet my son, Seokjin.” 

“It’s very nice to meet you.” His eyes flicker up for the briefest of moments, noticing your outreached hand. Your smile is no longer polite, instead it’s welcoming, a nice change from some of the horrendous and overbearing people he’s had to encounter today. 

“Y-Y/N, right?” You nod with a kind grin. Suddenly, there’s a tap to your shoulder and you swivel around, wide eyes taking in another individual from the company. 

He watches it all – the way you conduct yourself with poise, the confidence in your stance and words, and of course, the way you smile, a constant pleasant professional upturn to your lips. 

A small smile curls on his lips, wondering if he’ll ever get the pleasure to encounter someone like you in the workplace again.

[hollowghostsonfilm]

[Geto/Gojo Fic] Zero Sync [心中0] [2/15]

Summary:

“You could have just said ‘we need the freaks back’ and saved us the horror movie.” “Why us? There are other pilots who could operate it.” “Only two pilots have ever survived a full Sync at 70% or higher in Shinjuu 0. They’re both in this room.” Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto had the strongest Sync Rate of any pilots of their generation, the only two who could pilot the advanced Frame, Shinjuu 0. Until five years ago, when everything went to shit and the two haven't been in the same room together since. Now there's a titanic cursed entity climbing Tokyo Tower, and they're the only two able to fight it. Forced to co-pilot again is one thing, but Syncing back into each other's heads again? That's a whole other problem.

Master List for previous chapters.

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[Frame Bay, Tokyo, Japan] {27/04/2098} (09:13am)

Satoru hates the prep chamber more than anyone else on the planet, he is sure of it.

It is so very quiet. The quietest place in the whole of damn HQ and that just leaves him with his thoughts. It always smells like antiseptic and blood under the layers upon layers of bleach that the place has been scrubbed down with. The lights are always up on full and even with the protective visor, it feels like they’re stabbing into his brain.

Whoever thought to convert cursed energy into fucking electricity needed to be taken out into the field and fucking shot.

It’s his own personal hell, and it’s about to get worse.

He spreads his arms wide when the techs come in, letting them strap the neural collar around his neck. They activate it and his sync suit tightens around his body like a vice. Thank god he has nothing to be ashamed of. The cursed connectors click, one by one, piercing his skin, stabbing a searing line of pain down his spine.

When the last one connects, the most painful one right at the base of his neck, he feels it.

The signature thrum of Shinjuu 0’s feedback loop starting to spool.

His head buzzes and he gets a sudden overwhelming feeling of déjà vu.

Five years.

And yet, standing here again, it might as well have been yesterday.

“Pilot Gojo,” Fushiguro’s voice calls from behind the shielded glass of the observation room. “Initiating pre-Sync countdown. Confirm emotional calibration.”

“Emotionally stable as ever,” Satoru drawls back, rolling his neck. “Which is to say: barely holding it together.”

He hears Fushiguro’s grumble down the comm link.

He can’t look at Suguru when he enters the chamber. If he does, he knows he’ll lose his edge. All the armour he’s built up over half a decade will rust and crumble and he’ll just be a kid again in a fucking spandex suit.

It doesn’t mean he can’t feel him. Instantly. Like the pressure in the room drops suddenly just before a rainstorm.

Suguru entering changes the scent of the room. No longer bleach and blood, but rain and scorched earth. Suguru walks like he doesn’t want to be here but knows it’s inevitable and Satoru knows those feelings all too well.

He hadn’t meant to do what he’d done last night. He had thought that as long as he put off drinking the damn Juice until this morning, just before their sync trial, it would be fine. But of course, Suguru had been ever dutiful and drank his own as soon as he got it.

He’d been too rattled by Suguru’s sudden appearance to think straight. Spending a fun night with Mei Mei had sounded like a good idea. Work out some tension before having to commit to miserable celibacy for who knew how long. He hadn’t considered that Suguru would start the Sync straight away.

His fault.

Again.

Suguru fully suited up and then it’s their turn to step onto the Sync platform, facing each other. The platforms rise up the side of Shinjuu 0, all the way to the curse pod.

The doors on either side open and they both step inside in unison. There isn’t much space in the cockpit, just a few meters in any direction. The two seats inside are back-to-back, consoles laid out in front already powering up and ready to go.

It used to be so easy to be in here. Satoru stares at his own face, overlaid onto Suguru’s in the reflection of the cockpit glass.

Back then, they didn’t have to think about it. They just were.

They both climb into their seats, leaning back and grimacing as the hatches on either side close.

The chamber starts to fill with the Sync Juice, rising from the floor. Satoru closes his eyes as it rises up round his ankles, then to his thighs, then up to his stomach. Finally, he takes his last breath of real air, before his lungs are filled with the caustic stuff.

He keeps his eyes closed. There is no need to open them now. Surrounded by this much Sync Juice, his Six Eyes ability is its own superpower. He can see everything that the cursed energy brushes against, even behind closed eyelids.

“Synchronisation engaged,” Fushiguro’s clipped tones are tinny through the radio. “Cursed resonance initialising.”

The cursed energy in the cockpit flickers. Satoru forces himself not to turn around and look at Suguru.

Then – BAM.

Suguru’s cursed energy hits him like a slap across the face. It is all at once familiar, but completely different. Whereas before, Suguru’s energy had felt to him like a guiding hand, now it feels serrated, like it will cut through anything that stepped out of line. It curls around his own energy, hot and cold at the same time, and growls.

There are gaps between them, Satoru realises. Mismatches that hadn’t been there before.

The energy keeps flickering.

Satoru’s vision blurs and he is forced to open his eyes again. The cockpit groans around them.

More flickering, more intense this time.

Satoru clenches his fists, gritting his teeth, as a tendril of his own power breaks free despite him trying to keep it under control, surging down the right arm of the Frame. Suguru’s chases after it like a hound with a rabbit. It catches it between its teeth and tears.

“Fuck!”

Reality starts to shift. No longer in the cockpit, or rather, no longer in the right cockpit.

“Not now. Not like this-“

It’s Suguru’s voice, sharp-edged and furious, but he hasn’t said anything aloud. No, this is travelling purely through the Juice straight into Satoru’s brain. Suddenly, the liquid around them feels grief-soaked and every expulsion of breath is like coughing up blood against slurred words.

“Why didn’t you come back?!”

Behind him, Satoru can hear Suguru desperately thrashing in his seat, trying to pull back the memories from overwhelming the connection.

The Sync ration plummeted. 24%. 17%. 12%.

Pain floods Satoru all the way down his spine. He tries to remind himself this isn’t real. It is memory-pain. It is the pain that connects them to the Frame, that will feed on their traumas to move. It is just what the Frame needs to run. But it doesn’t make it feel any better. In fact, it feels worse. He grits his teeth as the walls of the cockpit begin to close in.

Alarms started to blare.

“SYNC FAILURE. DISENGAGE IMMEDIATELY.”

 The cursed fluid drains away with a violent hiss as the drains open beneath their feet. The emergency clamps release all at once with the hatches being thrown open for a tidal wave of chemicals to flood the Frame bay below.

Satoru stumbles out of the cockpit, lungs heaving and feeling like every nerve had been lit up by a fuse. Across from him, he sees Suguru, doubled over with one hand pressed to his temple, lips tight and face pale.

Their eyes meet for a second.

The techs come then, the medical professionals, looking them over, shining lights in their eyes. After they are done inspecting every inch of his body, Satoru looks back across to Suguru’s platform.

But he is already gone.

🤖

[Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan] {14/02/2093} (14:37pm)

The blood was ankle-deep.

The battlefield was a crater of melted steal and half-buried limbs. The ruined frame of Shinjuu 0 sparked behind him. Smoke curled upwards from it.

And Suguru was screaming.

“Satoru – get out – don’t!”

Satoru didn’t deserve that. He had acted without thinking. It had crushed the reactor in response. Suguru had tried to re-establish it. Tried to do something to stop the whole thing going haywire on them. He’d even tried to Sync them manually to the Frame, as though that wasn’t insanely dangerous.

And it had nearly killed him.

Even in those final moments, Suguru had been trying to find a way for them both to survive, for Satoru to survive if he couldn’t. Satoru had felt it. That overwhelming protectiveness for him that subsumed his own thoughts.

And Satoru…

Satoru had survived by disconnecting from the link entirely.

The Sync severed like his spinal cord being cut.

Aborted Suguru to die in that cockpit.

To take the brunt of the reactor shut down.

To take that backlash of energy.

Suguru started seizing.

The entity was moving closer, sensing that it could now finish of its prey.

Satoru ran.

The entity followed.

🤖

[Jujutsu HQ Medical Wing, Tokyo, Japan] {15/02/2093} (05:58am)

He came to on a bed in the infirmary that was harder than the floor. The place reeked of bleach and antiseptic, his least favourite smells. A drip was hooked into his arm, trying to pump him full of fluids and, from the looks of things, blood. He must have lost quite a lot. His fingers twitched.

When he licked his lips, he tasted smoke and blood.

 The ceiling spun above him, the cursed energy that powered the lights flickering in and out of sync. Was that his fault? Was he doing that to the room? Or was his Six Eyes malfunctioning?

A nurse came in once. She said something about his heart spiking during the Sync break, but he wasn’t listening. He stared at the ceiling, waiting for the flickering to stop.

Every flicker it came closer to being words. Were the lights trying to tell him something? He closed his eyes to hear them better, to listen to the echo that was pulsing toward him.

Suguru’s voice assaulted him – not spoken but felt, pulled from deep inside the failing resonance link like a psychic splinter that Satoru had clumsily dug out.

“Why didn’t you come back?”

Satoru opened his eyes.

He wouldn’t find out for a few more hours about Suguru’s stroke. How he’d have to learn to walk again because Satoru put himself first in those moments, thought less of Suguru’s chance of survival and more of his own chance at victory.

If he had heard it in that moment, hopped up on morphine, he might have replied. Might have whispered that he had wanted to stay. But that if he’d done that, they’d both be dead now. That he couldn’t throw everything away for someone else, but Suguru had to understand that. They’d been in each other’s heads.

Surely, Suguru knew.

But the guilt, the shame, subsumed him.

He couldn’t let Suguru die on a mission because he was a selfish bastard.

“Nurse? I want to talk to someone about permanently disabling the Sync,” Satoru said finally. “I need it disabled permanently.”

🤖

[Debrief Room, Tokyo, Japan] {27/04/2098} (10:27am)

Satoru lounges on the chair like he isn’t literal seconds away from absolutely losing his shit. He kicks his heels up onto the table in the centre of the room and leans back on the legs of his chair, arms behind his head.

“Sync Ratio 12%,” Fushiguro grumbles, showing the footage on the screen on repeat of them thrashing around in the cockpit. “We’ve never recorded a Sync ratio so low on Shinjuu 0.”

“We’re record breakers,” Satoru says, voice hollow.

He can already tell what the report is going to say. Reassignment for both of them. Psychological evaluations. Alternative pilot considerations.

But none of it matters. Not really.

He’s seen the look on Suguru’s face. There’s hurt there, under the perfect mask of control. He’d genuinely wanted this to work, and because of Satoru it couldn’t. It never would. It couldn’t.

Satoru presses the tips of his fingers to his temple, feeling a migraine coming on.

He still hates me.

And of course, he should. Satoru deserves it.

He moves so that he’s not sitting back anymore, letting all four legs of the chair thunk onto the ground. His joints feel like they’re being zapped by electricity, everything in him misfiring as it tries to remap itself to his own body and not the weird, synced up feeling of being both Suguru and the gigantic frame.

Fushiguro makes a gesture from the screen towards both of them, and Satoru accepts the file onto his visor. It shows an overlay of the Sync readings. Chaotic. All over the place. Interference everywhere.

Satoru has never seen a connection so messy.

“You can’t replace Geto,” Satoru says finally. “So don’t even try.”

Fushiguro gives him a careful look. “We’re not going to suggest it yet. But that level of Sync instability is dangerous. At some point, we might need to pull one of you.”

Satoru tilts his head to the side. “Then find me another pilot.”

Fushiguro quirks an eyebrow upwards. He’s always acting older than he is, but this really takes the cake. But he doesn’t address Satoru again, instead turning to Suguru.

“I think a better solution is more likely to find someone who will match Geto’s patterns. Utahime Iori, for example, has-“

“No,” Suguru says, sighing and looking like he wishes he was saying something else. “Gojo’s right. We should try at least one more time together, and then if it’s just not working, you should try to find another pilot for Gojo. He’s the one with the insane levels that power that thing. Put anyone else in there and it won’t matter the Sync rate, we’ll be struggling just to get the damn thing to move.”

Fushiguro sighs and looks like he wants to rub his temples but is too professional to do so. Satoru smirks at him.

“So, looks like you’re stuck with making it work with us,” he says, leaning back again. “Any pointers?”

Fushiguro’s mouth thins. “Maybe being mindful of your Sync partner might be a start?”

Satoru doesn’t let him see how that cuts deep, keeping the mild smirk on his face instead. “I’ll have you know I’m wonderfully tender-“

“Satoru.”

His heart stops. His name hasn’t been said in that tone, by that voice, in a long time. He tears his gaze away from Fushiguro to look over at Suguru, who is now standing up, fists braced against the table.

“Take this seriously or, with all due respect, get the fuck out of here. There’s nearly 13,000 people dead and that thing is still crawling around while we figure this out. So, get your shit together.”

Satoru feels it, briefly. The flash of his anger.

He really does think that Satoru is an asshole.

“Fine, fine. Let’s get serious then. We have an unstable Sync. I’m not built to Sync with anyone but Geto, we’ve pretty much run the gauntlet of every available person. So, let’s try solo Sync again. We haven’t tried it in years, and it’s worth a shot.”

Suguru lets out a breath like he’s been punched. Fushiguro just scowls at him.

“That’s highly inadvisable-“

“But the brass are going to say yes, aren’t they?” Satoru interrupts him, rubbing his hands together. “So be a good kid and get the frame set up. Shouldn’t take more than 24 hours to recalibrate it no?”

He gets to his feet, putting his hands in his pockets of his jacket. Suguru is frozen, looking at him across the table like he’s gone insane. And maybe he has.

But the thought of getting back into that cockpit again, and reliving the worst moments of his life is more than Satoru can take.

“Gojo-“

“Now I’m going to take a shower. Sync fluid stinks when it’s left on the skin.”

 🤖

[Room A-3, Tokyo, Japan] {27/04/2098} (12:41pm)

PRIVATE OBSERVATION FILE – CLASSIFIED Log ID: Fushiguro M. / Candidate 11.3 Subject: SATORU / GETO Sync Attempt 1 Access: RESTRICTED

It’s like flint. There are sparks of potential there. I can see it when they interact. With any other pilots, Sync is slow and steady. But with them it just randomly spikes at moments of high emotion. I imagine because that’s when they’re being more honest with themselves or each other.

Gojo refuses to match anyone else’s emotional frequencies. He’s masking it with arrogance and playing dumb. Obviously, on a psychological level, this protects him and is prized in solo pilots. But it sabotages the Sync.

Geto’s pain is quite clear. He really doesn’t want to be here and who can blame him. Having now read the files, it’s clear that this isn’t just PTSD. This is complete and utter betrayal that we’re asking him to power Shinjuu 0 with.

Even so, I don’t think the Sync failed because they’re now incompatible.

I think it failed because they still care way too much about each other than they want to admit. It’s a hunch right now, but I can see the readings when they don’t realise anyone’s looking.

I’m a little scared, actually, about what levels their Sync could reach if they got on the same page.

🤖

[Frame Observation Bay, Tokyo, Japan] {27/04/2098} (15:12pm)

Satoru stands on the upper deck of the Frame hangar, hundreds of feet above Shinjuu 0. The chamber lights have been dimmed again to conserve energy, leaving only the glowing core of the cockpit to light the space. Like some bleeding, azure heart, beating in the dark.

He can see his own reflection in the observation glass. He looks tired, sharp, too thin. There are bruises around his neck that haven’t been left by Mei Mei now, similar ones dotted all down his spine that he can’t see. But even with the pain blooming from each of those, the real ache is somewhere between his ribs.

He can still feel the way that Suguru’s cursed energy had clashed with his in the cockpit. Hating the closeness, bitter to the core. It had been like trying to stop blood with just his own hands. All that hate pouring into him with nowhere else to go.

He leans forward until his forehead hits the glass.

Five years of distance and this still hurts like hell.

It wasn’t like Suguru came back to fix things between them, Satoru reminds himself. He came back because he was needed. Because there were people who were dying out there and Suguru could never just stand by and let something unjust occur.

And if Shinjuu 0 was needed, then only two people had ever survived the Frame.

And that meant the two of them were going to be stuck, spiralling around each other, for the foreseeable future.

🤖

[Frame Observation Bay, Tokyo, Japan] {28/04/2098} (07:24am)

Satoru stands before the towering frame, watching as the techs finish the final calibrations. The whole room hums with energy. Failure isn’t an option today. He’s talked his way into this, after all, and now he has to just do it.

This is his chance to save Suguru from having to get back into that cockpit again.

And to show off, of course.

Behind him, Shoko is murmuring into her comms, keeping an eye on his readings, but there is a frown on her face, deep and furrowed. She has told him, repeatedly, that this is a bad idea. No better now than it had been four and a half years ago.

Satoru had brushed her off.

Fushiguro, meanwhile, is stood off to one side, his arms crossed, looking at Satoru like he is observing the world’s biggest idiot. And maybe he is. But Satoru isn’t going to let anyone talk him out of it. Not now.

“This isn’t going to work, you know,” Fushiguro mutters, stepping closer, but keeping his voice low so that Shoko won’t overhear and start fussing again.

Satoru doesn’t look at him. “You’ll see,” he says, forcing a grin onto his face. “This is going to go perfectly.”

Shoko sighs, rubbing her temples, clearly overhearing him if not Fushiguro. “Satoru, please. This is reckless. It was never built for a solo pilot. If it fails-“

“I know,” Satoru cuts her off, and he hates that there’s a sharpness to his voice that underlines the anxiety that’s building in his gut. He can’t let her see it. “But I’m doing this. Now.”

He steps forward, his heart pounding in his chest as the elevator zips him up the side of the Frame. The cockpit hatch opens. For a moment there, he pauses, feels the sync suit tight against his body, grounding him in the moment. His muscles feel tight as he steps into the cockpit, taking his place in his seat and unfolding the controls out around him. The interface is already waiting for him.

He waves at Shoko and Fushiguro through the cockpit window as the hatch shuts and the cursed fluid starts to rise. The liquid rises around him, swirling over his legs, his chest, his arms. His mind races, heart pounding. The interface in front of him adjusts, starts to sync with his own cursed energy, feeding off it. Just like a solo Frame would.

It’s always felt like this, becoming one with the machine is like losing himself to raw power. But alone in this particular cockpit, without Suguru beside him?

It feels different.

Cold.

Alien.

The fluid keeps rising, and the Frame below him starts to hum. The cockpit fills to completion.

“Synchronisation engaged,” Fushiguro’s voice comes through the speakers.

For a moment, Satoru thinks he’s done it. His cursed energy floods the systems, bright and blue and beautiful.

Then, without him doing anything, Shinjuu 0 jerks.

His heart skips. The interface flashes red, systems trying to lock him in, to pull him deeper into the Sync. But something is very, very wrong.

He doesn’t need to read the error reports to know what isn’t working.

“What the hell?”

The machine isn’t trying to just connect to him. It is searching, scanning, hunting for the second pilot and not finding one present.

No, not just a second pilot.

It was hunting for Suguru.

Like it knows him.

A high-pitched whine fills the cockpit as the sensors flare and Satoru grimaces as it blares in his ears. Red lights blink up at him from every screen. The fluid around him starts to bubble.

Satoru’s breath hitches. The Frame is rejecting him, without a second pilot it doesn’t want to accept his cursed energy. But then it seems to laser in, focusing on something inside him.

“No, no, no, no-“

The systems screech and Satoru hears panicked voices through the comms link but can’t make out what they are saying. The fluid around him starts to turn red.

Satoru’s breath hitches. His eyes burn, as though something hot and sharp has stabbed them out from within. His cursed energy flares wildly, fighting against the Frame, but it isn’t enough. The red turns deeper, crimson, swirling in front of his face as a torrent of searing pressure floods the cockpit.

Satoru’s breath falters, blood pouring from his nose, his ears, his eyes. This is pain, yes, but not the pain that the Sync usually generated. No this was different.

He is being torn apart from the inside.

“Shit!” he gasps, trying to fight against the agony, to pull himself free. But Shinjuu 0 won’t let him go. It wants him.

No, it wants them.

It wants Suguru.

Through the pain, the screaming of the interface, a voice breaks through the comm link. It’s faint, but clear.

“Satoru.”

Suguru.

The words that come next don’t make sense. His brain can’t process them. They don’t belong here. But they still surround him, rippling through his skull, crashing against Shinjuu 0’s feedback, a desperate attempt to centre him.

He gasps, shaking in the cockpit cradle.

Suguru is trying to reach him.

“Suguru-!” The world is spinning.

“Focus!” Suguru’s voice is sharp, cutting through the chaos. “You need to hold on. Don’t let the Frame take you.”

Satoru’s chest heaves. He can’t breathe. He can’t think. But Suguru’s voice is there, pulling him back from the swirling brink, through the pain, the blood, the chaos.

The cockpit shudders again, the Frame groaning like a dying beast.

“I’m not going anywhere!” Satoru screams, voice cracking.

But he can still feel the Frame trying to rip his consciousness out of his brain, clawed steel raking through his neurons.

Satoru’s chest heaves. He can feel it. Suguru is here, somewhere. In his mind. In his bones. The Sync with the Frame is failing but Suguru’s presence surrounds him.

That clawed beast that he sensed before is here with him now. Coiling around him, restraining him, but not with teeth and claws. He feels the ghost of soft fur against his cheeks, a low protective rumble.

His brain is probably being fried. These are ghost sensations.

The interface sparks before his eyes with a final warning.

SYNC FAILURE IMMINENT. EJECT EJECT EJECT-

Satoru tries to reach for the panel. He tries to press the ABORT button, but his hands spasm, unable to make the movement himself.

“We need to get him out now!” Fushiguro’s panicked voice in the haze.

Shinjuu 0 lurches under him. It’s moving out of the restraints, pulling against the metal. It manipulates his own arm, pulling it up, clenching it into a fist. He watches, pain searing through him, as he draws his arm back. As the Frame draws its arm back.

It’s going to attack, he realises. Through the blur his eyes focus on the observation deck, on the single figure stood there, palms pressed against the glass, face pale.

It’s going to smash the glass.

The Sync Juice gushes out of the drains suddenly. Satoru feels himself jerked from the cockpit, techs pulling at him. The Frame still tries to claw onto his consciousness, but as the Juice drains, it can’t keep its hold.

He feels like he’s floating, detached from the world. Shoko is shouting something, but he can’t tell what it is. Everyone’s shouting. There are alarms.

The scent of bleach and blood.

It coats the back of his throat.

“Hang in there. I’m here. I’m here, Satoru.”

Suguru.

The lights flicker out above him and he succumbs to numbing darkness.

🤖

[Frame Observation Bay, Tokyo, Japan] {28/04/2098} (09:37pm)

Satoru doesn’t hear Suguru coming, he feels him. A spike of Sync that goes straight through him and slinks into his mind.

Fuck. This is happening fast.

He stubbornly turns his face into his infirmary pillow as the door to his room slides open, refusing to look at Suguru as he walks into the room. He doesn’t want to, or need to, face that simmering anger.

“If you’re here to yell, save yourself the breath. I’ve already had Shoko, then Fushiguro, then Utahime in here today.”

“I’m not here to yell.”

Satoru opens one eye. Suguru stands, eyes dark, jaw tight. The purple overlay on his eyes catches the light for a moment.

“Oh?”

“I just want to know something.”

Satoru frowns. No, Suguru is definitely angry. He can feel the Sync between them pulsing with it. “Shoot.”

“Five years ago. Did you mean to sever the Sync?” Suguru asks. There’s no emotion in his voice. Just precision.

Satoru thought that the first conversation they had post-failure would flay him alive. Now he realises that he’s already been flayed and this is the autopsy.

“I-“ His throat tightens. “You read the mission reports?”

Suguru’s mouth is a thin line, stepping forward. “They’re classified above my level. Apparently.”

Satoru considers telling him the truth. That he did. That he selfishly cut the Sync between them knowing that Suguru would be left as he was. He sighs, tired, propping himself up on one elbow.

“I did.”

Suguru’s hands clench into fists. “And then you disappeared.”

Satoru doesn’t see the need to answer that statement. Suguru already knows the answer to that.

“Do you know what I thought when I woke up in that hospital? After the initial thought, of course, that you’d died,” Suguru’s voice is so quiet now it’s almost a whisper. “I thought that maybe you never needed me after all. Maybe we were Synced but it was just a countermeasure to stop you going off the deep end.”

Satoru flinches.

“Then I see what you’re like without me and I see that it was the other way around. You’re reckless, Gojo. You knew that was going to happen, and you went ahead and did it anyway. All while Synced to me so I could feel every single nerve-ending bleeding out-“

“You’ve made your point,” Satoru snaps. “Besides, how much can you really feel at 12% Sync?”

Suguru looks like he wants to punch him. “12%? While you were in there, our Sync Ratio went up to 45.”

Satoru’s mouth parts slightly, and Suguru takes a deep breath, as though to steady himself.

“Rest up. They’re not letting you try that again, and we’re both back on training together tomorrow.”

Suguru leaves then, without waiting for Satoru’s response.

But really, what response was there?

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[paulgadzikowski]

The Hero of Three Faces is fanfiction crossovers, but it’s comic strips with stick figures, but they’re triangles. Click here for cartoon homepage. Or see this blog’s FAQ, or my archive tumblog’s FAQ. Cartoons may contain unmarked spoilers. Cartoons posted to Tumblr 11:00 (Central US time) daily are the previous day’s new update and the posts are pinned to the top of this blog. Cartoons linked from Tumblr 22:00 daily are usually from the archive and the posts are pinned only during annual summer hiatus of new updates; but archive cartoon postings currently are temporarily suspended, and the 11:00 new cartoon post, if any, is reblogged at 22:00.

Only some of these link posts have dialog transcripts (and instead of full image descriptions like they once had) because in early 2025 I was obliged to streamline the housekeeping procedures for producing mostly daily comic strips, in aid of avoiding burnout on doing daily cartoons at all. I apologize for the conflict in accomodation needs. Dialog transcript: A … a 20th century broadcast serial called Star Trek just as, on this plane, you know us from one called Doctor Who. And this is because your TARDIS travels not just in three dimensions, not just in four, but in five? Or more? B Explaining to them was surprisingly easy. Their civilization may be more advanced than it looks. It was like they were hiding from us that they already know all about us. D You're developing a lot of chemistry with the people on the Enterprise. You'd fit in well here. No, not going to happen. I'm first officer on the Farragut. These people are great and the Enterprise would be a plum assignment for anyone but no one worthy of it is taking a demotion for it.

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[localdryadfaggot]

Hi! I've been wanting to get snails as pets for a while now and I was wondering if you have any tips for people just starting? I think your snails are adorable and I love the way you describe them 💜🐌

First of all, thank you so much! 💖 I’m going to put this post below a break for everyone’s sanity since it is quite long :) it will include different sellers information, general information on both aquatic and land snails (more so land snails since those are the ones I’m personally familiar with), terrarium information, snail care & diet, and links to external sources I found helpful!

Hope this helps and I’m so excited that you are interested in joining the snail brigade!!

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Okay so, aquatic snails

I’ll start out with the basics of actually acquiring the snails! Most snails you are going to find are going to be aquatic snails. They are amazing at cleaning up extra food, eating excess algae, and just overall keeping the tank clean! For aquatic snails, I can’t give you overly too much information as I don’t care for them myself, however they do make amazing pets and there are loooooaaaddsss of resources out there for you!

I highly recommend looking into any local aquatic store if aquatic snails interest you as big corporations such as Pet Smart or PetValu (or whatever the US equivalent is) often abuse their animals, have unsafe working conditions for (often underage) employees, and in general create a very unsafe environment overall.

By supporting local stores, you not only put your money directly back into your local economy (Yipee) but also are being given advice directly by someone who is likely an industry expert, rather than a teenage making 15$ an hour.

If you are unable to find any local stores, there are many reputable stores online that will ship directly to your home. Personally I’m in Canada so the websites I use may be different to yours if you are in a different country but there are many Reddit threads willing to help.

Alright, back to land snails

So I’m a florist and the snails I own come in through our floral shipment rather than being bought, but I looked around and found a few reputable snail sellers for you. I’ll link them at the bottom of the post.

Ground snails typically live between 2-3 years on average. Most snail seller (or snellers hehe) will raise them for a year before sale in order to make sure they are healthy and strong enough for shipment.

There are a pretty large variety of snail types available by online snellers so I linked a resource below that gives specifics on the different species and care guides for each specific type. Depending on type, prices can range from 10$ to upwards of 75$, though a decent chunk will have to go towards shipping and handling fees. Be prepared as well for possible customs fees as snails are live creatures. Just budget an extra 50$ if possible just to be safe.

I recommend starting with a smaller snail such as the Milk snail or the Garden snail as they are most commonly sold and overall have the most information available on the internet. They also have a slightly more varied diet overall which can be helpful when first starting out.

Terrarium Info (Jazz hands)

When choosing a terrarium, it’s important to remember that this will not just be a temporary holding area for your snails, it will be their HOME. Would you be interested in a home that’s cramped, stuffy, and with not a lot of places to explore? Probably not lol. Snails are fairly active creatures and giving them a good amount of space is important for their health and happiness.

Personally, I use a glass reptile terrarium for my snails which I believe is 10 gallons. I have 6 snails (five adult and one baby) so I opted for a slightly larger tank. If you only plan to have 1-2 snails, a five gallon should work well!

Make sure you get one with an enclosed lid or your snails WILL escape. And that wouldn’t be fun for anyone.

For inside the tank, there are a few things you’ll need. For the bottom I use a combination of sphagnum moss and coconut husk both rehydrated. This gives a soft moist base that allows the snails to dig around, fall off the walls without cracking their shell, and provides external moisture which is important for the snails as that is how they live.

Typically I change this out once a month. Just remember, you want it to be moist, not soggy. You shouldn’t be able to ring it out with your hands and have a bunch of water come out. Aim for how your hair feels after you towel it down after the shower. If you ring you hair out after towelling, a few drops may come out but it won’t be a stream of water.

I buy my moss in dried packs then rehydrate them in a bowl of water. You can find these at pretty much any pet store or dedicated house plant store. (NOTE: NOT a local florist. The moss at a florist is slightly different and often contains pesticides that wouldn’t be good for your snail.) always aim to shop local. Many of the sellers I listed below also sell limited amounts of moss.

I mix in coconut husk as it provides a bit of extra fluff and my snails enjoy monching in it when I’m late to feeding them :)

I would also recommend getting a small feeding tray so that your snails food doesn’t get spread out across the tank and so that when bits of the produce go bad, it doesn’t spoil within the tank and make it smelly. It is optional though if you are using a smaller tank.

Snails as well LOVE to climb around so I recommend getting them a branch of driftwood to place vertically within the tank just to give them that extra place to climb on :)

Lastly, give them a place to hide under. For me, that’s the little bridge in their terrarium. In nature, snails hide underneath objects to avoid predators, lay eggs, and sleep. Giving them that space is important to recreating their natural habitat!

If you are able, avoid anything with sharp edges such as plastic plants, as they can cut the snails body. Also avoid hard stones if you can as your snails could drop from the terrarium ceiling and crack their shell.

Circling back to the moss bedding, (and I’ll go over this is more detail in a later section) but snails typically burrow down into the moss in order to lay their eggs. Because of this, it is important to give them a thick enough layer that they can burrow, but not so thick that you won’t be able to spot the eggs.

I recommend as well getting a smaller plastic terrarium for travel, or if you need someone to watch over your snails etc etc. just add a small layer of moss from your main tank to keep the bacterial balance in check and you’re good to go 👍

Monch Monch, food time

Snails can eat most produce. I personally find with my snails that they love lettuce, carrots, celery, and bok choy the most. Though every snail is different and has a different appetite, it’s important to refresh their food once every day or two. If you wouldn’t eat the produce, you shouldn’t be feeding it to your snails.

Produce MUST be uncooked and unseasoned. Salt is deadly to snails and frozen veggies are typically pre-cooked so unfortunately unavailable. Onions and any other types of alliums are also not safe for most snails (or really like any pet for the most part lol).

It’s important as well that your snails have a source of calcium in their tank. I personally use cuttlefish bone which comes in a solidified powder. There is plenty of debate among the snail community on how the cuttlefish bone should be administered. Personally, I leave small (very small) chunks around the tank, and occasionally sprinkle some as a powder over their food and around their tank. This seems to keep them happy and healthy.

Other snailers argue that you should not put any near their food as it can cause the snails to OD on calcium. I’ve heard of people every couple weeks mixing it with a bit of water until is becomes a thick paste and leaving it in their tank for them to consume that way, but I don’t really see how that would prevent them from ODing compared to the other methods…

There is also snail food available which comes in a powder and when mixed with water into a thick paste acts as food for the snails but lack some of the key nutrients they get from fresh produce. It is great however if you are travelling and require something compact and temporary.

I personally stay away from anything too citrusy as I’m not 100% sure how they’d respond to it.

Day to day care

Day to day care is relatively easy. Personally I most their tank twice a day with a spray bottle and also have a humidifier that I occasionally run (it’s kinda bulky and takes up a lot of their tank so I don’t use it often). Keeping the tank moist but not soggy is important to maintaining your snails health. You’d be surprised how quickly a tank can dry out. Keep them away from windows as direct sunlight speeds up the drying process and can also burn your snails when the sun shines through the glass.

Switch out any old food after a day of two and replace. You don’t want their food bowl to be empty as snails run on a different internal clock than you or I so they may eat during the night when you aren’t looking.

Eggs, eggs, eggs!!!

The hardest part of being a snail owner is absolutely dealing with their eggs. Snails are androgynous creatures. They can switch their sexual organs at their convenience or even have both at the same time. There is no real way to tell them apart as their sexual organs are mostly internal. What this means for us is that they can fertilize and lay their own eggs asexually. They do also mate with other snails (more info below) but they aren’t required to.

When healthy, snails will lay eggs in clusters 1-2 times a month. They lay eggs in clusters that look like white pearls by burrowing in the moss or on the underside of surfaces (another part to why having hidey spots is so important to recreating their natural habitat).

Since snails are also simply built different, they can store fertilized eggs within their bodies so even if they haven’t mated with themselves or other snails, they still have the possibility of laying eggs.

IT IS VERY IMPORTANT THAT YOU CULL THESE EGGS. You may think that not all will survive, or that you can leave them for a day or two but you honestly can never know how long the eggs have been there. On average, snail eggs take between 10-25 days to hatch. If you do not cull these eggs, you will be overrun by baby snails.

It. Will. Not. Be. Cute.

So, how do we cull eggs then? The most ethical, cost efficient and easiest way is the freezer method. Gently scoop up the egg clutch (they will usually separate in your hand, you aren’t doing anything wrong) and place into a ziplock bag. Remove that section of moss into a separate bowl and look through to see if you missed any. Then look under any surfaces and the edges of your tanks lid to see if you missed any. If you find any already hatched babies, you can also put them in the ziplock bag.

Then, place the bag into the freezer and allow to fully freeze for at least 12-24 hours. Once frozen, the eggs and any escapees will be put to sleep and be incapable of feeling any pain. At this point, you can roll a rolling pin over the bag to crush the eggs and any baby snails. They will not feel anything and it is the most ethical option for snail culling.

I know it may be tempting to just throw the eggs away but there are several reasons to avoid this. For starters, there is a chance that when you come across the eggs, they may be at the end of their gestational period and right about to hatch. I can assure you, you don’t want to have dozens of baby snails hatching in your trash can.

Say they make it to the landfill, they are then sentenced to a life of being stuck in a hot garbage bag filled with rotting food until they die. If they do escape, they are now an invasive species doing likely detrimental damage to local ecosystems. Same goes for flushing them down the toilet.

Freezing them is the most ethical for both the snails and the environment. If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, DO NOT GET PET SNAILS.

Just needed to emphasize that so you don’t get overrun by snails or introduce an invasive species to your surrounding area.

Other stuff!

If you snails shell cracks, don’t panic! As much as we love to take as best care of our snails as possible, they can be kinda dumb and sometimes they can take a tumble that cracks their shell. This doesn’t mean that they are dead though!

Though they can typically survive on their own, to help the healing process along, provide extra calcium, and shield the injured spot, you can take the thin membrane of an eggshell and apply it over the injured area. When it dries it will act as a bandage and some of the nutrients will be absorbed into the shell, making it stronger. You may want to consider placing your snail into a separate container if you have other snails as snails enjoy climbing over each other.

Snails can also hibernate for upwards of a week without movement or feeding. During this, it’s best to just leave them alone. They will often hide underneath a surface or attach themselves to the terrarium wall and simply vibe for a while. Why do they do this? Idfk I just live here.

To find out if your snail is alive, you can lift the shell and look inside. A living snail will have a little bit of body showing. If you can’t see this, wait a while before throwing your snail away as they may just be acting moody. You can typically tell if your snail is dead by the weight of their shell, bleaching and other discolouration of the shell, and hollow appearance if you shine a flashlight on the shell itself.

If you want, you can choose to crush up a dead snails shell to provide extra calcium for your still live snails. I don’t do that though because I feel bad but you do you boo 💖

Snail mating looks kinda freaky af. They will look like they are fully eating each other but I can assure you they are just boning. Do not try and remove the snails from each other if they are in the mating process and it could result in injury or death to the snails. They latch on pretty tight. Typically the snail will lay eggs 4-6 days after mating but they can store eggs for a pretty long while if they feel like it.

Thesis, body, conclusion

So yeah! Those are the main aspects of snail care!! If you have any other questions or concerns feel free to ask me!

I know the about of info I gave may seem kinda overwhelming but snails are truly such a great starter pet and pretty low maintenance once you know what to look out for! They just require consistent care and love on a daily basis and the occasional snail-bortion 💖 I love my snails and I’m sure you will as well!

Links!

These are some helpful resources but be sure to do your own research into local snellers and varieties before making any decisions! 💖

Snail types

Snellers

https://landsnails.org/en

Terrarium sellers

https://www.abcplants.com/the-plants-store?page=2

(There are plenty more terrariums on Amazon and I’m sure available locally, I just linked a few small businesses)

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hello komahinanami nation!!!

i want to make a playlist of the best trio and i am looking for song recommendations! please reply to this post or send an ask/dm with songs, or even drop your own kmhnnm playlist if youve already got one, i'd love to check it out!!

for this playlist i specifically am looking for songs that are:

explicitly queer (bonus points for explicitly bi)

explicitly poly

a song youd play during summer/at the beach (leaving this pretty open ended)

but its okay if u have song suggestions arent applicable to all the criteria (+ feel free to link whatever songs you think fits for komahinanami ☺️). heres some examples of songs i think fit them and match the vibe im going for:

Janelle Monáe - Only Have Eyes 42 (perfectly fits all criteria)

Green Day - Bobby Sox (bi + poly, arguably a summer song)

Monét X Change - Love Like This (queer + beachy)

thank you in advance to anyone who responds!!!

(+ adding youtube links of the example songs under the read more for ppl who dont use spotify like me lmao 😋)

only have eyes 42 (click thru):

bobby sox (click thru):

love like this:

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Sorry to bug you, but would it be possible to get a link to the discord server? Thank you in advance!

Absofruitly!

I gotchu and anyone else who wants to join the Fae Tales (and all my other writing) Discord server.

Just click here. :D

(Lurkers welcome!)

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