#YES MY THEME YEAHHHH

[evelynpr]

FINISHED WATCHING MHA MOVIE 2: HEROES RISING!!! SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED IT

OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS WAS SO GOOD YO HOLY FUCK I LOVE IT AAAAAAAAAAAAA

This was truly My Bakudeku Academia. Watching that final battle felt like a religious experience- as if I was watching the birth of Christ. Holy fuck if that really was the original ending, with Deku passing OFA to Kacchan, and the whole "Oh it actually stayed with Deku and Bkg got amnesia" didn't happen, this would have been a dramatically different story moving forward.

Horikoshi really loves Bakugou- like absolutely no question. The story following this kind of ending would be about him continuing OFA's legacy with the guilt of a thousand suns on his shoulders for "taking away" Izuku's dream. Izuku would have continued the hero course as an actual quirkless student. I would love to see aus of this being canon and continuing their story from there.

I'm guessing Nine here was supposed to be AFO, and he would basically be gone too. Katsuma is perfectly set up to be the next protagonist (I can already imagine him using Cell Regeneration as Super Regeneration- he could become invincible while also healing others. Incredibly amazing quirk).

NUMBER ONE COMPLAINT I HAD WAS ADDRESSED. THE REST OF THE CLASS ACTUALLY DO FEEL STRONG AND USEFUL AND EVERYTHING AS SHIT I LOVE IT AAAAAAAA

YES MY GIRL OCHAKO FINALLY HAS HER BIG MOMENT FLOATING SO MUCH DEBRIS!!! I'M SO HAPPY- EVEN JIRO, AOYAMA, SHOJI, TOKOYAMI AND MORE HAD LEGIT GOOD SCENES AND FIGHTS I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH THEY ARE SOOO COOLLLLL THEY GENUINELY GAVE IT THEIR ALL FUCK YEAHHHHH

(note. THAT WOLF GUY CALLED SHOJI UGLY- A FELLOW HETEROMORPH, CUS HE WAS PROJECTING HIS "MONSTER" ISSUES ON HIM HOW FUCKING DARE YOUUUUU)

THEY ALSO MAKE IT ACTUALLY MAKE MORE SENSE HOW THE WHOLE CLASS IS SEPARATED ON AN ISLAND TOGETHER AS A WHOLE CLASS THIS TIME TOO (and not just half like last movie). They even managed to tie it in to AFO, the LoV, and Hero Society. Like it actually feels more grounded and reasonable why the class would be here alone with supervision.

They even add hints of Touya Todoroki with him having a short battle with Endeavor, Hawks spying in the LoV, the HSPC head cameo, and other little things too. Man I loved this fucking movie I would watch it 10 more times right now.

[inkofthebrain]

Imperial

[Paul x F!Reader] 3013 words

Paul Atreides, Duke of Arakkis, takes the hand of the Emperor’s eldest daughter for the throne, yet neither are pleased. They know they must learn to be civil, but what will it cost them…

Tags: post-Dune 2, strays from book canon, no use of y/n, dune typical everything, Corinno!Reader, slow burn, enemies to lovers kind of? (More strangers to lovers tbh) ARRANGED MARRIAGE TROPE, not proofread LOL

Warnings: Dune typical themes, motifs, and actions.

A/n: Yeahhhh let’s goooo. We actually see Paul! Requests are open for one shots, imagines, and more. Check out the new request section of my master-list for my character lists!

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Five———

[Five days before the ceremony]

As you open your eyes, you feel a sense of deja vu wash over you. Yesterday's events come rushing back, and you can't help but feel a wave of exhaustion and dread.

You sit up slowly, shaking off the lingering remnants of sleep. It takes you a moment to fully orient yourself, but you soon remember where you are and what has happened.

"Is it time already?" you ask, your voice hoarse and dry.

"Yes it is, Lady Jessica instructed I let you sleep in for a few hours. It's early afternoon my lady" Delia says, opening your curtains.

You groan softly, feeling the weight of fatigue settle in your bones. The thought of yet more preparations and appointments fills you with a mixture of anticipation and resignation.

"Very well," you say, sighing. "Let us proceed."

The exhaustion was getting to you.

You follow Delia out of your chambers, your footsteps slow and heavy. You know that the countdown to the wedding has begun, and with each passing day, the pressure and expectations grow heavier.

You wonder who this day's appointments will be with, and what tasks you will have to face. You take a deep breath, trying to steel yourself for what lies ahead.

As you and Delia traverse the hallways you look up in surprise as Paul appears around the corner, his expression serious and intense.

"My lady, may I speak with you? In private?"

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of how to respond.

Soon you nod, gesturing to a nearby empty chamber.

"Of course, my lord," you say, your voice soft and demure. "We can speak privately here."

You follow Paul into the small, secluded chamber, feeling a thrill of anticipation and nervousness. You have spoken to him before in meetings and at dinner, but never in private. You were acquaintances. What does he want to discuss with you so urgently?

Once the door closes he turns to you, "Are you ok?"

You nod tentatively. "Yes," you say softly, but the tone of your voice betrays the lie. You cannot deny the exhaustion and tension that has built up since your arrival on caladan.

"I am just... worn out from the day's events" you say, knowing full well that such an answer falls well short of the truth.

"You have been asleep all day" he states, catching you in your lie. "My mother told me about the early morning. I apologize for the pain that was caused"

You glance up at him, stunned by his sudden show of concern. You have never seen him express empathy, much less sympathy, towards anyone. There is a genuine warmth to his voice, and you feel a prickle of confusion at his behavior.

"It is not your fault," you say gently, forcing out a smile.

"It is the way of things. And it was necessary to determine if I would be strong enough for what lies ahead."

"Still", he says, his tone softening. "It can't have been pleasant. my apology stands." he pauses for a moment, his eyes fixed on you. Then he continues, "My mothers entire process is barbaric. No one should have to endure such things. I did not expect her to extend her horrors to you"

You nod. "Our lives are not in our hands"

He nods, seeming to understand the truth behind your words. "Perhaps that is the hardest part", he says. "The knowledge that we have no real control over our own lives. That everything we do is predestined, and the path we follow has already been laid out for us."

You feel a sense of companionship wash over you as he speaks. Here is someone who truly understands, someone who gets it. You know who has had this feeling before, and the realization makes your heart ache.

Paul pauses for a moment, as if searching for the right words to say next. Then he continues, his tone softer and more candid than you have ever heard it before.

"I sense the loneliness within you", he says, "the sense of being trapped and isolated, no matter how many people surround you."

Paul's spice tinted eyes meet yours, and for a few breaths, there is an undeniable tension between you. Then he says, barely above a whisper, "I know the darkness that haunts you." Your breath catches in your throat, as if he had reached into your soul and grasped hold of your deepest fears. You want to pull away, to maintain distance and keep your emotions in check.

You have never shared these thoughts, these feelings, with anyone. But in him, you suddenly feel the urge to bare all, to open yourself to him completely.

"i've been dreaming of Arrakis" You Mutter

He smiles at you, a faint spark of genuine amusement in his eyes. "Nightmares, I assume," he says.

There is a hint of sadness in his voice, as if he knows all too well what that particular dream means. You notice the way his gaze lingers on your face, and you wonder how much he truly knows of your inner struggles and insecurities.

You nod silently, unable to deny or dismiss the truth of the statement. Even though you had grown used to having nightmares about arrakis, this one had been particularly vivid and unsettling. You can still feel the terror of the desert and the endless sand dunes, the crushing sense of doom and helplessness.

The silence hangs heavy between you, thick and taut with unspoken sentiment.

Paul searches your eyes briefly, and then he speaks, his voice just above a whisper. "Your dreams...they tell me that you are afraid, more afraid than you have let yourself admit. Even here, in this safe space, you cannot let go of the anxiety that haunts you."

You nod, feeling yourself grow flushed as his words strike a nerve. You have worked hard to conceal your fears, to portray a facade of strength and resilience. But here, in front of him, in this moment of intimate connection and understanding, you feel yourself succumbing to his perceptive nature.

"You see too much", you say quietly, unable to deny the truth of his words.

"Perhaps I do", he says, his voice soft and sincere. “The people view us as messiahs." He takes a breath.

"It's all fabrication, and we are bound to it by duty" he sighs

You nod, understanding the weight of the expectations that surround you. "Yes, we are puppets on strings, pulled in different directions by the desires of those who hold power. they seek to use us for their own ends, and we have no choice but to play our part."

Paul pauses, his eyes hardening slightly. "But we cannot allow them to define who we truly are. Inside, beyond this facade of duty and obligation, we are still our own people. we still have our own thoughts and feelings, our own desires and dreams."

"we each have a choice", he continues, "to surrender to

those expectations and allow them to define who we are. or to cling on to our own truth, despite the consequences."

He meets your gaze, and his words carry an intensity and urgency that resonates deep within your soul.

"I promise you," he says, looking into your eyes with a serious conviction, "That whatever choice you make, whatever price you must pay, I will be by your side to shoulder the burden as long as you extend that courtesy to me as well." You nod, taking a deep breath.

“I too have a truth I wish to cling to" he says before wiping a tear from your cheek which you had not noticed fell. “I unfortunately must depart, I have a security meeting for the ceremony" he says.

"Of course", you say, your voice straining with emotion.

"Do what you must. But promise me one thing..."

"What is it?", he asks, his voice still tinged with sympathy and concern.

You take a deep breath, feeling the lingering effect of his touch on your skin. You feel the urge to speak what is in your heart, to lay bare your feelings for him, your desire for him. But you manage to reign in the impulse, and try to maintain a sense of decorum.

"That we will see each other again, before we are made husband and wife", you say, your voice faltering slightly.

He nods softly, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He understands the deep significance of this brief exchange, and the desire behind your request.

"I promise", he says, his gaze intense and sincere. "We will see each other again, and when we do, much will be made clear. Until then, take care of yourself, and remain true to your heart. It’s far from over”

"I must go now," he says, "the ceremony is only five days away, and there is much to be done before then. but rest assured" he adds, his gaze lingering on you. "we will meet again."

The following two days were filled with dress fittings, floral arrangement and decor selection, cake tasting, and many meetings.

———

[Three days before the ceremony]

The entire palace was transformed into a flurry of activity, the servants bustling around and preparing everything for the ceremony. As the bride-to-be, the majority of the preparations fell to you and your family. But unlike many girls approaching their wedding day, you had no expectations or excitement. Instead, your thoughts were consumed by the impending reunion with Paul and the knowledge of the difficult days ahead.

The mornings were typically the only time you had to yourself. You were seated adjacent to your bedroom window, looking out at the sea as you reminisced on your upbringing.

You remember being escorted through the halls of the imperial palace, your eyes drifting past the grand spectacles of art and decor to the various courtiers and officials who moved like pawns across the board.

The emperor's hand gripped yours tightly, his eyes scanning the crowded halls for threats and vulnerabilities. His presence was a shadow cast over your childhood, looming large with power and influence.

You remember the countless hours spent in tedious lessons and tutelage, the endless nights spent studying ancient history and political theory. You remember feeling a deep sense of loneliness and isolation, a sense of being confined within the walls of the imperial palace.

Irulan was easily manipulated. That is what he desired. You were a threat to him.

It was his choice to not have you trained in the ways of the Bene Gesserit like your sister. He feared the power you would hold.

You feel a sudden surge of resentment at this thought. He viewed you as a threat to his own power, not a worthy successor.

The emperor never truly understood the depths of your spirit, or your innate drive for greatness. He feared you and sought to destroy you before you could discover your potential.

The resentment grows as you recall all the ways you could have been trained and guided, only to be denied those opportunities. you could have been an even greater asset to the imperial house, but he denied you that chance.

"You cannot stop fate, father" you whisper aloud to yourself.

As you wandered through the halls, being transported from chamber to chamber to meet with various specialists, you felt increasingly overwhelmed and anxious. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your arm, and you started to turn but immediately recognized Paul's firm grasp.

You wheeled around to face him, feeling a rush of relief and excitement as you saw his familiar face. Paul had appeared like a ghost in a forest, seemingly coming out of nowhere. but you were not surprised at his sudden presence, knowing the importance of this reunion.

"Well, the bride finally decides to make her appearance" he says with a faint smile, his gaze raking over your dress and appearance, taking in the details. But there is more than mockery and scorn in his expression, there is something deep and genuine.

You feel the corners of your mouth curve in a smile despite yourself, and you notice the gleam in his eyes.

"I trust they have been spoiling you?" he asks, gesturing to the entourage of servants surrounding you.

You nod, and try not to roll your eyes. "yes, they have been treating me like royalty", you say with a slight hint of mockery. "One might have forgotten that I am the subject of an arranged marriage and will not have much choice in the actual wedding itself."

Paul smirks slightly at your snarky reply, seeming to enjoy your spirited response.

"You know how it goes. it is all for the sake of appearances," he says, his tone tinged with irony. "The bride must be pampered and celebrated, even if she has little desire for the event itself."

"And what of the groom?" You ask

Paul pauses for a moment, his eyes flickering with amusement. "The groom may be equally disinterested, but he is expected to go along with the rituals and play his part. The pressure is not so great, but nonetheless a burden of duty must be shouldered."

Paul pauses, his eyes glancing beyond your shoulder, towards the swarm of servants. He gestures to them,

"But they seem quite dedicated to doing their part, so how about you let them continue to spoil you for another moment. And in the meantime, I will show you something"

he takes your arm, his touch warm and reassuring. You are surprised at the gentleness, the sudden shift in his demeanor. you allow him to lead you away from the flurry of activity, following him down a labyrinth of hallways and through several doors.

After a few minutes of walking, you arrive in a spacious office. Paul releases your arm and gestures for you to take a seat. He sits down opposite you, his expression grave and serious.

"This is something that cannot wait until the actual ceremony,” he says. "it is important that we discuss it now."

Paul's manner shifts as his mother enters the room. His expression becomes more formally composed, and he rises to his feet, offering her a slight nod.

Jessica responds in kind, the two offering silent greetings as she moves into the center of the room. You notice a slight softening in her demeanor as her son joins her, as if the two are united in this situation, however difficult it may be.

"You will not be fond of what must be done," Jessica begins

You flinch slightly at her direct statement, prepared for the news that is about to be delivered. But you also trust her wisdom and foresight, hoping that her words will provide some insight or guidance.

You study her face, noting the slight creases around her eyes and mouth, the weariness and stress apparent in her demeanor. She stands in firm control of her emotions, her tone composed and firm.

"Your father is to be charged with the attempted ratification of the Atreides house during his reign as emperor by the Great Houses of the Imperium. As Paul has been foreseen to ascend to take his place they have decided his ploy was an attempt to hoard the throne." She pauses. "He is to be executed shortly after the coronation of you as Empress and Paul as emperor"

The air is suddenly sucked out of your lungs as you feel this bombshell land in your chest.

Your father, charged with treason against the house and facing execution. For all his faults, the emperor was still your father, he shaped your life and protected you from the horrors of court life.

Your vision blurs, and your ears ring with a buzzing sound. You want to reach out to Paul or Jessica, but your limbs feel stiff and numb.

"I know this is difficult", Paul says, his voice soft but steady. "Your father was your father after all. But he had his own agenda, his own aspirations. He never desired for you to succeed him, much less become empress."

"But this changes nothing", paul says, his tone growing firm, conviction in his words despite the tragedy of the situation. "Your father has made his bed, and he must now lie in it. The ceremony will proceed as planned, and we will not allow his actions to stand in the way of our house and our destiny."

You nod, although it is with reluctance and sorrow. but you understand, deep down, that this is the only path forward. Your father may have once loved you in his own way, but he was also a man of ambition and status.

Paul and Jessica exchange a look, their expressions both sympathetic and resolute. Paul releases your hands, moving back to the center of the room.

"We will not let your father's actions deter us from our course. The ceremony will proceed, and you will be crowned as empress of the known universe."

Your breath catches in your throat as you absorb the significance of his words. You are to be the empress of the known universe, but at what cost? Your father, once so feared and powerful, now facing execution at the hands of what once was his Imperium.

You close your eyes, trying to push back against the flood of emotions threatening to sweep you away. You have no say in this matter.

"I understand", you say firmly, though your voice still trembles with grief and shock.

You feel two sets of eyes upon you, observing your response. You sense Paul's firm, almost resolute gaze, his presence a steadying force. Meanwhile, Jessica's eyes are filled with a subtle blend of sympathy and determination.

Her voice breaks the silence, her tone full of both sorrow and resolution. "You will be the greatest empress in the existence of this empire," she declares, the conviction in her voice unwavering. "Your father's legacy will fade as the empire embraces a new future with you. your father will never control you again."

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Title: Forever a Lost Heart

Character(s): Pantalone (Genshin Impact) Summary: Pantalone came back home after a long time to find his lovely wife sleeping soundly. Warnings/tags: Yandere themes, fem!reader, not really Stockholm syndrome but reader has given up for a long time now, imprisonment, forced marriage

Note: .....*also confused* why did I delete the previous ask a long time ago T-T I apologize i am not the best at explaining back then (even now tbf ;-;)... but anyway still hope you like this lil fic! I am really happy with this one! Also had to repost this cause i made a huge mistake in deleting the original TvT yeahhhh sorry about that...

[ - A little present~! Event - Closed - ]

It wasn't a marriage out of love. Your parents were so blinded by money, and fame forced you to marry a harbinger when he had given them a certain offer for a more luxurious life in exchange for their lovely daughter.

You.

You felt nothing more than cattle in the market, sold by your "owners," and in the next moment in the hands of someone else. Except this one was dressed it as if it was something romantic.

"Dear, how was your sleep?" Your eyes fluttered open at the voice as you looked around the dark room. Sleep still in your eyes. You forced yourself to wake up, using your arms to push yourself from the soft fabric of the bed. "You are back?" It wasn't supposed to sound like a question.

You didn't think he would come back so soon.

It has been a few days since he left, busy when the Tsaritsa summoned him for something related to one of the harbingers. "You don't sound all that please dear." It wasn't a question, as Pantalone placed a hand on your face. His gloved hand felt cold and lifeless to your cheek.

You shook your head, denying his words. Moving your hands to hold his as you lean more into his palm, closing your eyes as if comforted by his presence. "No. I am glad you are back..."

"How sweet of my love."

Yet hidden within your heart, he was correct. You didn't miss him, for the days when he was away were like a paradise for you. An empty and hollow paradise but still a paradise away from something that wanted to eat you whole. You hummed on his hand, a soft smile on your lips.

"Hmmm... you are such a doll, dear. So compliant." Pantalone chuckled, rubbing his thumb lightly on your cheek. "Did you watch over the mansion while I was away?" You nodded again. It was something that kept your mind away from the feeling of hopelessness and away from any punishments.

"Yes, I did."

"What else did you do while I was away? Did you get the gifts that I sent to you? I bought the most beautiful dresses and gems that would match your beauty. Thought nothing really is beautiful as my dove." Reminded of the boxes that the servants brought you nodded. Expensive jewels and dresses, shoes, and handbags, he had sent you many things, some of which you personally liked.

But all still useless things, they are nothing but stones and clothes, something that could never truly give you what you really wanted.

"You shouldn't lie, my dear." Ah, it seems that you didn't watch your face... it was your mistake after all you just woke up still tired from your sleep. You didn't realize your mistake until it was too late when he held your cheeks to make you look at him with such softness when his eyes had none.

"A wife should never lie to her husband, nor should she. You were always a great actress. Many outside this mansion believe that you truly love me. And quite a few misunderstood your sadness as loneliness away from her husband." His voice was sharp as he forced your face closer to his. You stared at his eyes, your own widening startled a little before returning back.

It wasn't a surprise at all that he knew. He was just too smart, for things to be kept simple.

"Were you planning on running away, dear? When I finally have my guard down around you, you could finally sneak away from me?" He innocently asked, as if he was he was accusing you. Staying still for a moment, looking down then to his eyes as you held on his wrist with a light touch, you shook your head. Well, as much as you could.

No, it wasn't like that... You had long given up ever escaping what faith had given you ever since you were born. A puppet created by your parents you were just handed over to another who could control your strings just as well.

It was something that came easy to you somehow... even if you wanted that freedom, the fear of what would happen when you stepped outside your boundary shook your heart. You didn't love your husband, but his obsession was far better than the love your parents showed to you.

"I am sorry... I just... I just feel lonely." You told him softly.

You were tired of being a doll, yet you hesitate to go out unable to find the courage to do so. If this was something of a healthy relationship maybe you could have changed for the better, but alas you didn't even have that when you were kissed by the side of your forehead by the man who softly held your face again.

"It seems that I was the reason that you have become like this. I am sorry to have left you alone for so long because of work, you have waited so patiently for me. Thank you, dear." Taking your hand, he kissed the back of your hand, the lingering warmth still there even after his lips parted away.

Your husband always knew how to twist things to his liking, how your words were twisted to his own pleasure.

"The Tsaritsa had asked me to head to Monstade soon after some rest, for some dealing over there. I wish to take you with me. My dear has been lonely for so long that it is only proper that we have some time together." Pantalone expression never changed as he rubbed your cheeks gently, his other hand holding yours. "Is there something you wished to do there, dear?"

Your eyes widen just a small bit at his words. Surprised that he was offering you finally to go out while you knew that you would never be able to leave his sight the idea of finally being able to leave the window as you watch the snow fall every minute made your heart light with hope. It was a foreign feeling something that Pantalone definitely noticed when his own smile widened just a little bit more.

Moving your hands as you took his that was holding yours, you moved it to your cheek, rubbing it affectionately as you kissed the back of his hand. "Yes... That would be lovely."

"I see that my sweetheart wishes to join me. I will have the preparations done and make it so that you will have a comfortable ride to Monstade." Pantalone stated as he watched your affections, finding it so amusing.

"It has been far too long since we have been in each other company outside. The last one was the honeymoon trip to Fontaine, but we didn't even do much then." Pantalone mumbled, a small smile gracing his lips again when an idea popped into his head, "Yes... let's do that."

You closed your eyes when he started combing your hair, uncaring to what he had in plan. His hand was gentle with you hair, as you dreamed about the dandelions and sunny skies.

[peekawoocc]

LAW X READER

P.s. decided randomly to make a part 2. There's prob gonna be 2 more parts. I'm already in the middle of writing part 3. To be honest, this feels more like part 1.5 instead of part 2, but oh well.

Cw: nothing really, this has fluff and just transitional plot between parts 1 and 3.

(And yes, true to theme there will be a cockblocking element in each part lol. The cockblocking in this is really just interrupted sleep.)

Cockblocked in Wano pt.2

You faintly come to your senses, feeling heat radiating your face. Sunlight.

As you yawned and rubbed away the sleepiness from your eyes you began to sit up. Until you felt something keeping you firmly laid down. The sunlight wasn't the only warmth lingering on your skin.

Looking to the thing keeping you bound to the firm ground you saw quite a beautiful sight.

Law looked like he was having the best sleep of his life. Little did you know, it was indeed the best sleep he's had in a while.

You watched the rise and fall of his chest as he slept, a little bit of drool on the corner of his lips. You quietly giggled to yourself and pecked a few kisses to his forehead and cheeks. You could stay like this forever. Maybe being his wife would be better than only pretending. Admiring the peaceful bliss on his face quickly came to a halt as the door to the makeshift house opened quickly and loudly. You and Law both shot up quickly, just to be met with Usopp's disapproving gaze. He looked like a dissapointed father. Sanji and Franky behind him, both of them with their jaws on the floor.

"Are you kidding me, y/n? Seriously?", Usopp said in an annoyed tone.

"What?" You asked innocently.

Usopp quickly grabbed you and pulled you to the side to whisper to you.

"So even after my reasonable warnings, you went ahead and slept with the biggest nerd in Wano last night?"

"HEY! I HEARD THAT!" Law interjected, the once peaceful expression covered in newfound aggravation.

You blushed at the word "slept" Usopp had spoken.

"Wait...WAIT! YOU DIDNT...DID YOU!?!" Usopp began, looking between your flustered face, Law, and the matching kimonos you were suddenly wearing.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY PRINCESS!?!" Sanji yelled, putting the clues together as he started grabbing Law's kimono and yanking him up off the ground.

"CALM DOWN! HER KIMONO GOT DIRTY! I HAD A SPARE ONE!" Law began, trying to save both your asses. Which would have been fine but you knew Law wouldn't lie, so you knew you needed to come up with yet another excuse.

Time to play lawyer again.

It's not that you were ashamed of what you had done together, but you couldn't deny that he'd much rather not have to deal with all of this first thing in the morning. You didn't want to lie to your crewmates, but you definitely didnt want to catch more hell than you already had. Especially when your newfound romance had just began.

"OH YEAH? WHY WAS HER KIMONO DIRTY, HUH?" Sanji asked looking like he was ready to kill Law, more angry with the tattooed man than he had ever been. Even with Zoro.

"Look...those stupid seeds Usohaci left for me went off for some reason. And it directly covered me, so Law offered to clean me up and give me his other kimono," you began, hoping they'd buy it. But as you paused they all stared at you, expectantly waiting for you to continue.

"He was being helpful to me in my time of need," you then looked to Usopp, "and he was there for me at a very vulnerable moment when I really needed him,".

See, he is trustworthy Usopp!

"Oh yeahhhh, then where's your 'dirty' kimono now?" Usopp said in a mocking tone, thinking he'd caught you in a lie.

"It went *poof*," you said expressing the action with hand motions. Which was completely true, because when you remove the clothing kinemon gives you, it poofs back into whatever inanimate object it originally was.

"Oh yeah, I forgot that was a thing with Kinemons power," Usopp said the gears turning in his head, turning in your favor of getting the 3 men off your case.

"Wait, but what about those marks on your neck? Are those...*gasp* HICKIES!?!" Usopp said, bewildered and you could see the electricity in the glare Law and Sanji held.

"No no no...the surprise of the seeds going off made me fall...and my neck just happened to land on some rocks...," you had nothing. However, Sanji seemed convinced.

Sanji sighed and dropped his hold on Law. Usopp just shrugged. If Sanji believed you why shouldn't Usopp follow suit?

"Well, thank you for taking care of our sweet lady. I respect you more, for what it's worth," Sanji said calmly as he lit a cigarette.

"Wish I could saw the same for some you damn straw hats," Law glared at Sanji.

"Well, regardless, I think its cute," Franky finally including himself in the conversation.

Everyone raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh, you know, because y/n is pretending to be Traffy-dude's wife... and they're wearing matching kimonos. It's starting to look more legit," Franky grinned.

Just when you had gone through so much trouble to make your face deadpan to lie to your crewmates, here you were with a strong red blush on your face. While you were in your head finally realizing that everyone was going to see you and Law in matching kimonos, Sanjis expression turned depressed and Usopp palmed his face in dissapointment of how easily your face gave you away. Making your feelings ever more apparent to your crewmates.

As you glanced among the men, you could've of sworn you saw Law blush, even for just a moment.

You brought your hair to one side of your neck, realizing that you needed to hide Laws marks. This was going to be embarrassing enough.

[the0ddcreat0r]

I'm bored and an insomniac fueled by energy drinks and sugar,so let's do more Scarecrow henchman headcannons!!!

In this case,his helpers as majority highschool and college students who just really like spooky stuff,or need extra credit in his class.

Instance one- GCPD was arresting the Scarecrow (once again) and one of his hench workers managed to distract to police by threatening to drop a 'smoke bomb filled with fear toxin' "LISTEN HERE,THAT OLD LONELY DUSTY MAN IS MY ONLY FATHER FIGURE,AND YOU WILL NOT RUIN THAT FOR ME!!!"

Instance two- Jonathan has accepted the hench work of some of his students in exchange for extra credit. "Hey so,if I help you like....gas the police station will you raise my grade?" (With so much hope in their eyes. Looking at Professor Crane's tired face.) Professor Crane, exasperated. "You know what?....SURE,WHY NOT?! It's not like any of you pass regularly....C'MON KIDS, GET IN THE CAR!..."

Instance three- During the night,one of his henchmen show up at his door,in their bare minimum belongings and even the stupid picnic blanket and stick. ".... Professor Crane...my parents abandoned me....." Professor Crane's eye twitches. "Timmy, you're 26, and you're parents went on a vacation to Paris,you are not orphaned and this is sad." Timmy doesn't move.... professor Crane sighs. "....Do you want to come in for the night-" "YEAHHHH PARTYYY!!! I'LL TEXT THE OTHERS!!!" The boy exclaims running into the house excitedly. "What?! No! Don't call the others!! TIMMY,THIS IS WHY YOUR PARENTS LEFT!!"

Instance Four- Professor Crane has tolerated a lot from his young henchmen,even a small group of them staying in his house with him. But don't feel toooo bad,as the professor knows how to get back at his unintentional roommates. If they want to stay,they have to deal with watching horror films of HIS CHOICE every Friday,and yes,he picks them because he knows what freaks them out.

Instance five- I see Crane as being like, "I'm not ANY of their's father figure!! I don't know WHY everyone keeps saying that!!" And then show up for any play or presentation they have,and then stay still while his nails get done by them,and then endure the horror of karaoke at 3 in the morning on a work day,and then deal with any mental breakdown or trauma,and then basically become a legal guardian of at least like,12 of them,and then even more.

Instance six- I headcannon everything Scarecrow does has to be in theme,so when his henchmen join and pick names,it's all very spooky,like types of crows,pumpkins,words for crows and scarecrows in other languages,stuff like that!

Instance seven- I also like to imagine that since he unwillingly but technically adopts these suckers,at least ONE of them have to speak other languages,and quiet a lot do too! And with that, Crane starts to unintentionally pick up on some of the words in daily conversation,so much he can actually hold his own in a conversation pretty good, he'll be talking to Edward in English one moment,then switching to Spanish and not even noticing.

Instance eight- Crane won't admit it,but sometimes,he likes to lurk around his henchmen that can draw,and watch them sketch and doodle him in their notebooks and on desks,he finds it endearing in a way,but won't mention it except for a random time very briefly and totally out of the blue with no context to the previous conversation. "Blah blah blah grades blah blah Batman blah blah blah blah YOU'RE REALLY GOOD AT ART BTW DONT STOP blah blah...."

Instance nine- Crane is very much a grouchy old man,and his henchmen don't hesitate to tease him about it,from asking him if he needs a back pillow,to asking about hip replacements,joking about nursing homes,It annoys Crane to no end,but he doesn't make it any better when he has to ask his henchmen how to fix the internet or the computer because he doesn't want to call Edward and hear his smug tone,but his henchmen aren't any better. He tries to fix it himself but he gets all too annoyed and he's a sleep deprived old man,so he can't do annoyed. "Seeee, Doctor? You have to connect it to OUR box,not the neighbors,and WHY would you connect the cords like this,they're so tangled...and did you punch the screen?" "I COULDN'T FIGURE IT OUT!!!"

Instance ten- I know Crane is a villain and all,but I don't believe this man would have a single problem with his henchmen being any religion,race, ethnicity,gender,or sexuality, (or species?...like how killer croc exists kind of species) Jonathan knows what it was like to be raised by a psychotic religious person that would berate or torment you for being a certain way,and he wouldn't really care to who you do or don't pray or if you worship at all. As for sexuality or gender, this man has seen and done so much there are way worse crimes he could care to focus about than what makes people uncomfortable,that's his whole thing! But I at least headcannon him as AT LEAST a bisexual mostly because the comics show him with a few female love interests (debatable depending on what canon we're going by) but I can see him having a male attraction as well (mostly because I'm biased and kinda love the Riddler x Scarecrow art and think it's sweet. I heard someone call the ship, 'Riddlingcrows' before,I don't think it's an official name but I thought it sounded cool) so I don't think he'd care if his henchmen were trans or LGBTQ+. Same with race or ethnicity,if you can carry out his plans and aren't too annoying,he doesn't care.

Instance eleven- His henchmen have snuck a cat into the house and have each been hiding it from Jonathan,but he finds out when he wakes up to an orange ball of fluf on his face. "CHILDRENNNNN!!!!" He yells from his room. In the living room like a group of guilty people they sit at the couch. "What.Is.This?" He demands holding the kitten by its scruff with a few fingers. No one answers and then one speaks up. "...His name in pumpkin,Sir..." "No it is not! Do not name it,it's not staying! I already have you pests to worry about I don't need-..." He trails off as they all stare with damn puppy eyes,even the freaking cat. "....goddamnit....FINE. FINE! YOU CAN KEEP THE DAMN THING,BUT IM NOT GONNA TAKE CARE OF IT." Proceeds to hog the cat away from everyone else in pure bliss for the next several days.

[obligitory-fma-blog]

I watched the second fma Netflix adaptation. Here’s the best of my notes:

They had the whole fma original soundtrack to use for this movie and tHEY DIDNT??

Purification arts of Xing?? Just call it Alcehestry like they do in the show?? (No I didn’t spell it right I was noting stuff as I went and didn’t look it up)

Okay the weird pause before Lan Fan pulled out the smoke bomb…

ITS AN ACTUAL BOMB?????

Lots of weird pauses and slow-mo’s to mimic anime fights but it reads weird as live action and I don’t like it

HUGHES THANK FUCK PLEASE MAKE THIS LESS WEIRD

Wtf never mind hi envy with your shit ass wig (I forgot they killed off Hughes in the first one 😭😭)

LAN FAN BODIED HIM LMAO

Ed really be like “you do you ig”

“Yeah people exploding today!” Is my favorite line so far. (English Captions with Japanese audio; this was the train hijacker guy from fma 03)

Ed’s expression when Mustang shows up is the most in character thing I will say that (after train stuff)

I will say they did better on characterization this time around I feel like they’re close to the actual characters

But it’s hard to get close to them since they aren’t, well, animated characters. Trying not to judge too harshly.

Not terrible so far actually

Okay nevermind about the cgi WHAT IS WITH XIAOMEI

“I mean, we’re just some decent human beings.” -Ed who wanted to leave Mei behind

GO OFF MEI YEAHHHH TELL HIM THE BITCH

Okay we’re gonna have a really awkward explosion-over-short moment that just will not work because it isn’t animated

GIRLIE ARE YOU HAVING A SEIZURE

Mei being a bitch back is warranted

They be running

“You’ll never catch me, tiny rice man!” -Mei (rice man?)

The dialogue being altered where Ed says he doesn’t have a god to pray to before scar kills him bothers me

I like Alphonse’s movements on the ground when he’s incapacitated, I think the cgi works well there

Hi Mustang good on you for saving your pseudo sons

Riza with the side eye lmao

The slowmo’s again like hello

ARMSTRONG HIIIII You look really fuckin weird tho But HIIIIII

Okay the flexing I can do without thanks it looks weird

Yes Breda why is he shirtless

The red eyes don’t look good either. (For scar)

N ow see why wouldn’t you put in a leitmotif for the brothers theme in this scene with Ed and Al and instead just put in sad piano that sounds vaguely similar to it

WHERES THE LINE ABOUT THEM BEING BROKEN BUT ALIVE WHY WOULD YOU CHANGE THAT

Riza being the best and putting her coat over Ed >>>>

Mustang go comfort your son’s PLEASE

Okay just ignore that I’m on the found family train

Girlie that looked like a bad PowerPoint presentation WHY WOULD YOU DO IT LIKE THAT?? (The part where the officer shot the ishvallen child)

Gluttony… hi… again…. Can’t wait for your cgi…. (It didn’t look as bad tbh)

Sorry but with the military uniform off and just the white collared shirt he looks LIKE A DAD LIKE CMON (Mustang)

“You’ve grown… at least I think.” -Hoenhiem, observational genius

“I think I like this scene better than canon a bit actually? Cause Ed gets to express his emotions more than just calling him a bastard

Okay Hoenhiem just ignore him??

Uh oh they have to walk back together

“Our hair matches :D” -Hoenhiem

Ed immediately takes his out of the ponytail

Im not gonna lie I chuckled at that

Also I love seeing Ed with his hair down we don’t get enough of that

“stop following me” -Ed

“we’re going to the same place? 😥” -Hoenhiem

Okay we’re talking about Xerxes instead of Ed and Al’s mom or…?

And the bitch is gone

YOURE GOING TO XERXES WITH AUTOMAIL YOU DUMBASS YOURE GONNA OVERHEAT

Ooooo love the look of Xerxes ruins

Awwww Winry’s parents :D we get more of them

They’re gonna die tho and I hate that :(

This is gonna be so hard wrenching actually-

GIRL IM GONNA CRY

5 minutes into Central and you’re already causing trouble, good job Ed

Al I feel like has the weakest characterization so far in this adaptation he’s just reacting to stuff rather than doing stuff as far as I’ve seen

Scar when Winry is having a breakdown🧍

Ruhroh Winry’s got a gun

Okay the slowmo makes more sense here

Ed saves the day :D

Also we finally see scars brother after getting no context on him

Good acting on Lan Fan’s part

Also why is this calling her Ran Fan? Is that a dub thing (they called Ling “Lin” but this was all in the captions so I’m confused)

“King Bradley is a Homonculus” very serious Ling “hUh.” -Ed

Any Mustang and Hughes content is good Mustang and Hughes content I don’t make the rules

Also it’s good they didn’t change the layout of Riza’s explanation montage for Ishval because it works really well in canon and translated pretty well to live action

Riza and Roy’s speeches near the end >>>

Oh great the bros are gonna try and catch scar alone this can only end well

Well they definitely didn’t catch him

WINRY HOW TF ARE YOU HERE??

MUSTANG WHY TF ARE YOU HERE???

Oh hi Riza :D

Mustang’s like “let ur gf speak to him if she wants like damn”

Ed’s like “bb girl if he says anything shitty I’ll fight for you”

WINRY GIRLBOSS LUV HER

“Hell no I don’t forgive you for shit, but I’m gonna patch you up anyway.” -Winry

Okay cool message, someone must endure pain if it means they can prevent further suffering and cycles of violence

Uh oh Gluttony escaped

He be runnin

YEAH ED AND AL SAVE UR DAD

YEAH SCAR SAVE WINRY

YEAHHHHHH

“Wait I won’t leave you behind” MUSTANG BEING A DAD AHEGWIWNWN

“Colonel your fight is elsewhere” SCREAMING

Oh hi envy

ED SAVINF LING

and they got eaten lmao

Yay we’re all trapped in Gluttony’s stomach :D

Envy is so cynical what a bitch lol

“Tf is a portal of truth 🧍” -Ling

Oh great we’re gonna get cgi envy this will go well right?

EW

Could be worse but

EW

Conclusion: it was okay. There were parts I genuinely liked. There are things that also bug me to no end. The soundtrack from the original series would’ve fit way better and a lot of times it sounded like an off brand marvel track. Acting and cgi was a lot better (at times.) An improvement on the first one, and a semi-worthwhile watch if you have nothing else to do and you like fma. Cannot and will never be a substitute for the original obviously. Seems like less of a cash grab and more of a genuine effort this time which I appreciate. Overall? 6.5/10

(Lemme know if y’all want my full notes version because it has way more of me screaming and being goofy)

[shetheabsolute]

would my small circle in here run away or tune in and read if I said I may or may not have a Love & Basketball based story with Quincy McCall.. in my drafts (just hear me out he's fine to me 😔🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🏃🏽‍♀️💨💨)

[menofsweaters]

MHA Vigilantes episode two, with commentary by me:

- we're back to our intrepid trio: Segway, Knuckles, and male fantasy Pop Step

- what's in Eraserhead's grocery bag?? Gotta rewind so I know what to buy him when he visits 💕

- CAT omg is it a cat calendar? cat coloring book? Eraser you're perfection

- ahhhh Eraserhead flying through the air be still my heart

- yes yes Knuckles doesn't have a Quirk and his abilities are completely unrealistic we know, it's an anime

- theme song time

- I do really enjoy the colors and the classic comic book vibes, plus the newspapers, very fun theme

- oh no office guy might have bad vibes after all, and the real bad guys just showed up, I hope Eraserhead destroys them all

- it's a CAT BOOK bless you for being a reader Eraser

- holy fuck smashing that guy in the head with a brick now that's the way to do it ("it" being giving somebody a traumatic brain injury)

- yeahhhh step on him Eraser not even using Erasure damn

- that office worker sure can run fast

- this villain is just naked I guess, makes sense honestly

- poor Pop Step getting grabbed again, stop manhandling this girl

- the villain wants to play with his toys, I get it, this man just needs an outlet

- Knuckles where tf did you get a rope to swing on

- POP STEP YOUR QUIRK IS JUMPING SO JUMP I swear

- "she doesn't have anywhere to leap from" yeah well she did about fifteen seconds ago ugh I'm so bothered by the helpless girl trope

- I guess I can argue with myself that she's a high schooler, but all the characters in MHA proper are high schoolers and are shown to be very adept

- maybe UA students are meant to be the exception, and Pop Step is also focused on being a pop idol, not action and fighting

- WHATEVER I'm mad about it anyway give a girl some agency along with her skimpy costume

- nice Segway went up the wall

- crazy how he suddenly can act like this under pressure but Pop Step can't

- anyway I'll shut up now

- lol at Koichi landing in the pile of garbage

- oh good Eraser is here to kick ass again

- is that Sansa in the police crowd?? Does that mean we get Tsukauchi soon??

- wow Eraserhead's hair is so nice, I need his routine

- yikes Knuckles you're really going down that Minority Report pathway aren't you? didn't you learn anything from Tom Cruise about punishing people before crimes are committed?

- I already miss when Segway was Mr. Nice Guy, he had the right idea with using his Quirk for grassroots community action and mutual aid

- (my personal opinion is that hero work seems really flashy, and I bet that there are probably a lot of ways for people to use their abilities to help each other in a Quirk society, potentially alleviating the need/desire for criminal activities through helping each other, but those are some big thoughts for this little anime)

- (for example, homelessness should not exist in a world where Cementoss and people like him are around)

- (and now back to our regularly scheduled commentary)

- yeah Koichi fuck you for being vulnerable about your fear of death, you don't deserve thanks 😑

- the fact that Knuckles wants an apprentice so bad is hilarious and charming, like the opposite of Izuku wanting to follow All Might

- I know that's probably the whole point, but I can still point it out

- why "the crawler" when "Nightcrawler" was right there (personally still fond of Segway)

- see also: Sugar Glider (he even has cute ears!), Speed Skater, Slip n Slide... I could go on

- see Koichi?? People admire you for doing good deeds and picking up trash without demanding recognition!

- okay but what about the Cruller like a tasty donut

- Knuckles you can't just beat up middle schoolers to deal with your mental health issues

- Pop Step here using her brain to engage in nonviolent deescalation, well played

- okay good job saving the baby Segway, we can workshop your name later

- yet again, Pop Step using her brain to spread useful information and combat drug misuse, she is doing the work - calling Trigger "a drug that turns people into villains" rather than "a drug that enhances Quirks" is genius

- wait I wrote my first MHA fic about this 😅 a drug that enhanced "normal" Quirks but made the person lose control, oops

- there are truly no original ideas

- Tsukauchi!!

- hat! gloves! trench! so chic, very noir detective

- haha they did call him the Cruller, fantastic

- now I want donuts

[cornflowershade]

Bless you for putting The Shipper content on my dash in 2023. Such a lovely show! I take it you enjoyed it?

OMG I DID. Like, where to start. First of all, I appreciate any show that doesn't take itself too seriously or seem afraid how it'll come off, and this is one of them. It is WACKY (and funny) and strange, and I enjoyed every minute of that. But there's drama as well, which I'm a sucker for too, and we will get to that.

Of course, I also lovedddd the cast. First was freaking amazing in this role, the way you can see him switch roles and covey Pan, like??? In fact, everyone did an amazing job. The acting was so good. Also loved Jennie as the angel of death, haha. And Ohm as Khet was so cute. Soda was adorable. And yeahhhh, Way ended up bringing emotions.

Going into the series, it was this great fun adventure body swap situation —always a good time— but obviously there was a million twists, and one of my favorite things about this show was how unpredictable the path always was. Being a show about life (and death), I think that unpredictability kinda suits it.

I like the idea of how it start with Pan, who has an idealized like, wattpad fanfic reading of the world around her—or at least of Kim and Way. Then we place her in Kim's life—via a total fanfic scenario (side note I love how everything feels so fanfic, even down to the wild shipping vibes between literally everyone at various points. the chemistry just chemistry-ing 24/7) and from there everything only gets more complex as she discovers that no, she doesn't know everything about this boy. We discover more about Kim through her, and over time through the other characters as well, and by the time we realize Kim is gone (following an ongoing mystery of Uh Oh Where Is He??) we finally have a fuller picture of him. A picture painted through the choices he made, the lives he impacted, and what he meant to people, etc. And Pan has a better understanding of both Kim and herself. As well as having to face some moral quandaries on how to handle situations linked to this extremely wacky circumstance.

She learns not to judge so quickly (like she did at the start with WayKim or at the point where discovers Kim's secrets. She continues learning this all the way to when she realizes how Khet feels.). I also liked that by the time she realizes WayKim was real, it's something that is able to hit her with gravity? By then it means something more than "ooooooh look at them, look at my ship." Because she feels the implications. Because she knows them better. Because she knows the weight of what it means after living Kim's life and after discovering that he's gone. After we learn that he's dead, it actually makes things make a lot more sense. 1) that he didn't wake up and 2) why the show gives such an investigation into his life [beyond the obvious reason, which is Pan trying to get her bearings and fumble through]—it's almost retrospective.

Speaking of the weight of things (yes this has turned into a full blown show review/meta haha) I again enjoyed how the series becomes something weightier as it goes on. Not to say there wasn't weight at the beginning, but the tone got more grounded as it progressed. Like I said before, it's a show about life and death, and the impact of both. I'd say it's also about loss and learning from experiences (even the angel of death ends up learning a lesson—double check those names!!—and being impacted by a relationship, by someone's life, as she develops a fondness toward Pan.)

Those themes start all the way back at the beginning, with Pan's body being in a coma. With her friends and stepdad worrying if she'll come back to them, and Pan being unable to tell them she's okay (ugh the drama yes). We see the impact that her absence has (and yet she doesn't truly realize until later that her absence is just as important as Kim's. That her presence is just as important his his.) That loss theme is kind of continued through the plot with Way and his girlfriend, actually. And then there's everything with Khet and Kim (yeah that made me cry), and Kim and Way (also made me cry). As The Shipper progresses, we see more deeply into every relationship and motive until we're finally able to understand the character's hearts. And by the time we do, that's why everything hurts so darn bad. It comes together so well.

The balance of lighthearted and heavy was actually really enjoyable to me, though I see from skimming through the tag that not everyone agrees here lol. But personally I liked the plot and the ending and think they worked pretty harmoniously. The series is definitely sad but I wouldn't call it a "sad show?" A reflective one for sure (not saying it's the deepest show on the planet but still) and kinda cathartic. I think it's interesting that, despite all the fantasy and off-the-wall elements, this show had a huge sense of realness to me?? While yeah, still being that fantasy story with wacky elements and lovable characters, which adds such a vibe and really makes the show xD

(Sidenote I laughed at the last line, 'so this is what it's like having a yaoi girlfriend' lmao. sorry khet. i'm not always keen on like, humor last lines—they sometimes feel out of place after sad things— but this one fit well and lifted the mood and seemed full circle. they brought it back to comedy without it being clunky. that whole last scene with her and khet was nice. now I just need to understand the after credit voiceover bc youtube didn't subtitle it AGH)

Honestly, no notes. Idk how common this take is, but: this was probably one of my favorite Thai dramas so far???

Anyway, looking forward to putting more of this show on your dash in the future xD

[qstarhalo]

*blows up and then promptly revives*

What did I just wake up to nooooo 😭

I wish I was still into Good Omens, because that's the fandom that got me into reading fan fiction o_o What a terrible day for little old me! The point of no return! (/j) I think definitely one day I'll get back into it though. Someone handmade me a little Aziraphale doll (the Crowley one was never finished) and I still play the season 1 theme on my violin because it's so fun. (I uh, haven't watched the 2nd season but I know the finale was emotionally devestating...)

Hmmmm I'll be interested to see what happens to my fan fic! I don't have a desire to write anything bit Badboyhalo stuff, and I really hope despite what has happened, Bad can continue with his lore. But with everyone leaving, I'm sure this has taken a blow to his motivation. Which is the worst, because I feel like q!Bad was everything Bad liked about role-playing, and I could really tell he had fun with the character and building him up.

Yeahhhh, not a fun way to wake up.

Oh how I love those two ethereal beings <3 Awww that's nice of them! And me too xD Love the theme song <3333 AND YES THAT LAST EPISODE OH GOD o(-(

q!Bad was definitely a character that Bad himself enjoys playing and I hope we see him again eventually <3

[bossbutch]

umineko ch 8

chapter 8 is when umineko formally asks you to solve some gosh darn puzzles and i read it while being beset by chronic migraine. i finished reading back when i posted the previous seagull posts, and meant to organize my notes more but no ones reading these anyway so fuck it, raw notes. i realize only now that i've been providing reactions without much context to what i'm reacting to which surely makes it hard to follow. uu-uu.

so ange Is the pov character now. battlers goal must be more than to show ange that eva didnt do it. bc a version of her learning that was Torture "Ushiromiya Battler, the man who loses strategically to win in the end!" so i expected the Quiz Tournament to be About Umineko, not solving age-appropriate riddles for a 6yo lol. not complaining though [notes written while solving layton riddles are not interesting]. my result was 13/17, which i consider a pathetic showing. kumasawa, nanjo, rosa, and maria beat me. b-but only because i didn't really try some of them.

chap 8 part 2 bernies mystery i started reading this at work and decided to read it at home where i can easily have multiple tabs visible and that sort of thing.

solved bernie's mystery first try B) though my logic was significantly looser than theirs i started with "if battler was the liar, what would that imply" and didn't like the results

"interrupting the red" seems kinda bullshit, but ok

literally "you can't handle the truth"

trying to listen to the music for the "ange beato crashes the party" scene and i get 20 seconds into a song before its time for a new one because i read much faster than the VN would display text

time for GOOFY ACTION YAYYYY

sorry battler but im kind of a goat?

YEAHHHH FUCK THE AUDIENCE!!!! KILL US!!

i disagree w battler about the idea of "things youre better off not knowing". his examples are ticks in seats on a train or crap in tap water. sure some people wouldnt want to know that

i guess there are such thing as "truths someone is unprepared for" and its more like that. but that can be "solved" with the right "supplemental truths"

showing a logic duel without giving the reader anything to theorize on is a Big Intentional Shift

man. i love umineko. i really wish 07 had used a different metaphor than shrodingers cat

beato to ange: "Parents have the right to prevent their children from making unsuitable choices." i mean. true to the extent that youd prevent six year old ange from walking around by herself, not true when she's an adult. but yeah you would think that wouldn't you

i think posing "caring about the truth and being sad and living in the past / dying" and "not knowing the truth and being happy and living in the present/future" as a Dichotomy is pretty slimy, so i just gotta hope ange will Take The Third Option

i still contend that Ange's Future is still a fantasy world. look here's a witch (featherine) using the red text in it!

i've heard the manga reveals secrets at the end with much more clarity than the book… that seems to be against the Themes of ch8 lol

"i didnt have surgery after an accident because that felt like it would kill my identity" shut upppp

ikuko's servants arent narratively People and that sucks

"using a computer in the dark is bad for your eyes" Caught

asumu and kinzo's original wife have both been treated really badly lol

ERIKA GOT A SILLY HAT!!!!!!!

theres a frame where beato stands in front of one of the bunnies and it looks like she has ears lol

beato: im tired of the bullshit after ep4

yayyyy erika gets trolled again

"LAMBDAAAAAAAAAAAAAWG"

fiction loves characters who constantly believe in 1% chances

were all these CGs in the original?

medulla oblongata!!!! truly everyone's favorite characters are here!

im not an Action Fan, i like it for the goofiness mostly, but i would like to see kyrie and rudolf In Action

and what a goof this is. let's have a sword duel on the bow of a pirate ship

i had (mentally) written a full analysis of erika after ep 6. yes she appears in episode 8 but fully as a Piece, theres nothing more to her Character to be revealed or discussed? funny hat though

VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN

yay more taking the piss out of power scalers and crossovers

the Thrust of anges character is that she wants the company of someone who was impacted in The Rokkenjima Incident so she wants someone to have secretly survived but. nanjo and kumasawa's children are still alive. they were affected in mostly the same way she was. i know i know emotionally not the point from her POV

so in the Magic Ending (which im reading first bc i think bad endings come before good endings), ange gives all her money back to the family instead of charity. booooo

and the "trick ending" is She Becomes Erika. bah.

featherine: "I believe one should write a tale to an appropriate point, then leave the aftertaste and opinions to the minds of the spectators." 'it would be a mistake to, for example, write additional chapters just because people want and would pay for more umineko Content'

"we'll meet again when something else cries" Oh Boy Bernie and Lambda Definitely My Favorite Characters Are In The Sequel

ok lol that sakotarou is the star of in universe One Piece

grrrr ange talking about Gods Will! i fundamentally disagree with your philosophy, umineko, no matter how well you're written!

ok well they're bringing me back with trauma induced dissociation stuff. no but theyre doing it in a "truth thats too hard to handle" way. but he's acknowledging that not contacting ange was a mistake at least.

---- so that's umineko. i ended it in a little of a sour mood because i was missing a crucial part of The Point.

i was pissy about the whole "things you're better off not knowing" theme because i dont think thats true in reality. but i had forgotten that umineko is About storytelling before anything else. and in the context of stories, there's plenty of good reasons to leave something as unknown, ambiguous, or only implied.

yeah i think the answer arcs could've lead to an ending that i, personally, preferred more, while still staying consistent with the themes and puzzles and stuff, and i think that it could've even been edited down to seven shorter chapters without losing anything meaningful. BUT that ending would only satisfy me, and a hypothetical editor could have removed scenes i liked just as easily as they could remove things i found redundant. so if there can only be One Umineko for Everyone, better to have a little too much of it. but- i think it's fun to imagine alternate ways the answer arcs could have gone while still keeping yasu and kinzo's general backstories. in the same way that it is fun to idly imagine "what if star wars was good". not to say umineko is bad of course, i loved it. game of the year. book of the year. both it's both of them. just i mean it's a fun imagination space to play in. which was part of what they were talking about with not revealing everything, that i was missing initially. i'm very curious to see what fanmade Forgeries are like! but that is something to check out Later. misc thoughts at the end..

hey is yasu nonbinary, or only in the reality where they're not thrown off a cliff and abandoned? everyone uses feminine language for yasu in the ep7 flashback, and in a magic understanding they spend most of their time presenting as beatrice, and more of their identities are female, but kanon is always there, there's no moment of like, Disavowal. and with lion theyre more like "my gender is None Of Your Business teehee" than "i am nonbinary". which, i dunno, its consistent with both umineko and a lot of my friends for yasu's gender to not have an easy one word description, right. yeah it was written in 2011 but i think if it was written in 2021 it would probably be handled the same way.

i saw the thread where people found basically every character's outfit in lolita fashion magazines from shortly before umineko released, and like, whatever. could it be less blatant, yeah, but original release umineko was a writer doing character designs anyway, you've seen the wonderfully wonky original art. it's funny more than anything.

[total-drama-takes-takes-2]

tta episode 4

“Last time, on Total Takes Action: the campers found themselves in a sickly-sweet situation when they competed in a romcom-themed challenge. Kelly and Austin fell out, while Bonnie and Caesar rose to the top. Joner and Sha-Mod broke their awkward silence on Sha-Mod’s boyfriend McLovin leaving, and resolved their issues just in time to get defeated. Kellaustin were sent home as friends, not lovers, and the Anons lost two players in this special double-elimination episode. Will Scary stop being such a downer with them gone? Will Bonnie and Caesar finally resolve their unresolved tension? Find out now, on Total! Takes! Action!”

Bonnie walks into the craft services tent, scratching their throat. They take a seat next to Caesar, looking tired. He strokes their hair. “Feeling any better, Bonbon?”

They shake their head. Since last challenge, their throat has been on fire, leaving them completely unable to speak. 

Scary watches from the table across the tent, smiling. She turns to Scruffy. “Let’s hope today’s challenge is a musical,” 

They shrug. “I have no idea what today’s challenge is. I’m completely lost,” their voice is monotone, but there’s a clear tension behind it. 

The lights in the tent suddenly go out, and the windows are covered in dark tarp. The campers shout in protest as they’re shrouded in darkness. A sudden round of gunshots to the ceiling catches everyone’s attention, and the holes the bullets left in the tarp leaves a spotlight over Chris. 

He clears his throat. “For as long as I could remember, I always wanted to be a host,” 

The lights go back on and everyone grumbles, annoyed. Chris is dressed sharply in a pinstriped suit, holding a meatball sub. Scary rubs her eyes. “What was that?”

The campers glance between each other, annoyed. The camera pans over to Michela, who’s looking like she just won the lottery. O and Fren, sitting on either side of her, stare and then make eye contact with each other. 

Chris beams. “FINALLY, someone understands my references!” he tosses the meatball sub aside and crosses his arms. “Today is a guilty pleasure of mine- the gangster movie!”

Michela outright squeals this time. Everyone turns to her and she blinks, then quickly regains her cold disposition and looks away. 

---

O shakes his head. 

O: “There is something seriously wrong with this girl,”

---

“The gangster movie is one of the most iconic crime subgenres in cinema- and today, you’ll be hitting every beat. You’ll be carrying out an effective organization, smuggling and selling the recently-banned Japanese delicacy, Chef Hatchet's Total Drama Yum Yum Happy Go Time Candy Fish Tails,”

Peter raises his hand. Chris sighs. “Yes?”

“We’re not doing anything actually illegal, right? It’s just for the game?”

Chris blinks, then smiles. “Yeahhhh. It’s all fake,”

Peter sighs, relieved, while everyone else suddenly looks nervous. 

“In a classic mob movie, there’s always different tiers of power- there’s the guys on top, the boss- and the guys on the bottom, the goons. It’s up to your teams to delegate who is who,” Chris says. 

Fren looks over. “Well… Michela… would you-”

She holds up her hands. “Oh, no. Everyone knows the boss is the most vulnerable position in every gangster movie. I’ll take whatever’s lowest,”

The Fujoshis look between each other, processing her words. “Who else?”

O looks away, Peter hides under the table, and Fren turns to Bonnie and Caesar. Bonnie tries to protest, but nothing comes out. 

“What’re they saying, Caesar?” Fren asks. Caesar leans in to Bonnie and then nods. 

“No,”

Bonnie crosses their arms. The rest of the team sighs. 

“Okay, how about Bonnie and Caesar?” O offers. “That way, you can communicate what we need to do to the group.”

"I can do it on my own, you know," Caesar sighs. "Bonnie needs a break, anyway,"

Bonnie begins to protest, but nothing comes out. It's settled.

The four-person soiree at the Anon’s corner looks between themselves until Scary finally sighs. “Okay, I’ll do it,”

The remaining three sigh in relief. 

---

Chris stands before a boat at a loading dock somewhere in the heart of Toronto. It’s well after dark, much to everyone’s annoyance. 

“Alright, campers. Inside this boat are the crates of Chef Hatchet's Total Drama Yum Yum Happy Go Time Candy Fish Tails, which you’ll be transporting back to the film lot undetected,” he chuckles. “After that, you’ll be unpacking and figuring out how to market, sell, and distribute these slightly cancerous treats without being caught. The team that either makes the most profit, or doesn’t get arrested, wins. And don’t be afraid to get your hands a little dirty,” Chris winks. “We are in a mob movie, after all.”

“The fish tails are fake, right? And the police?” Peter asks. 

Chris rolls his eyes. “If it makes you feel any better. Ciao! See you tomorrow!”

The teams look between each other. Bonnie uses their hands to puppet-out a plan, while Caesar rubs his chin knowingly and nods along. 

“What’re they saying?” Fren asks, eyes carefully studying the display. 

Caesar nods one final time and then turns to the group. “I have no idea,”

The Anons are already making some progress, unloading the unmarked crates onto the asphalt of the inner city dock. Scary is making a list of things to do, and as Sha-Mod and Joner heave out the final cargo, she claps her hands. “That’s fifteen crates, so we can’t carry these. We’re going to need transportation,”

“Like, what, an Uber?” Joner asks, wiping the sweat off his brow. 

“Not quite,” Scary’s eyes drift across the dock until settling on a pile of large, empty wooden crates beside an abandoned shopping cart. 

---

“Where are we going to hire a moving service at this hour?” Caesar scoffs, flipping through a phonebook in a nearby booth. Fren stands outside, keeping a lookout, while Michela surveys the lot. Peter drags another crate outside, the only person doing so. 

Bonnie is once again trying to explain their idea to the group, but no one can understand their vague hand gestures and expressions. 

O taps his chin. “Maybe if you think about the plan really hard while you’re moving, it’ll translate through your body language and I’ll get it,” he clears his throat when Bonnie stares at him. “I’m training to become a therapist.”

Michela walks over to Peter and sees a bag of the candy sticking from one of the crates he brought down. She turns back to the lot, where a stalling truck is waiting outside a warehouse. 

“Hey, Peter, can I take this?” she asks, holding up the bag. 

---

“There!” Scary huffs, tossing the wrench aside. A massive flatbed cart, encircled by a metal caging, lies before them. “Let’s start loading.”

Scruffy, Joner, and Sha-Mod carry over the crates and set them on the cart. Scary covers them with a spare tarp and the four begin pushing their cargo back to set. 

Caesar watches dejectedly and exits the booth just as Michela returns. "Well, we're done for," he takes a seat on the curb, leaning against his palm. Bonnie sits and tries to comfort him with a pat on the back, and he smiles at them.

Michela clears her throat. “Not yet. We have a ride,”

The team raises an eyebrow in unison as she points to a truck backing over. The driver peers out the rearview mirror. 

Caesar blinks. “Where did you-?”

“There’s no problem in this world that can’t be solved with bribery or violence,” Michela says coldly, and then smiles nervously when everyone stares. “I bribed him!”

---

Scary, Joner, Scruffy, and Sha-Mod are all covered in sweat and wheezing by the time they roll up to set, watching as a large truck drops off the last of the Fujoshi’s cargo. “Oh, come on!”

As Peter and Bonnie begin to carry the crates into the film lot, Caesar turns to Michela. 

“Listen. You and I both know that this operation isn’t going anywhere with me at the wheel. You know how to get things done,”

“But-”

He holds up his hands and lowers his voice. “Listen, I only chose to do this for Bonbon. They do everything for me,”

Michela blinks, waiting for him to continue.

"...So, if it's okay with you, I'd like to relinquish my position here and help them out exclusively,"

Michela sighs. “Fine. Tell everyone there’s been a shift in power,”

---

The Fujoshis have staked out the craft services tent since they arrived first, leaving the Anons to unpack their contraband outside the trailers. 

Scary looks down at their army of candy. “Okay, we need to figure out how this is going to sell,”

“Is there an underground candy market or something?” Sha-Mod chuckles. Scary glares at him. 

“Maybe Chris is sending someone to come to us?” Scruffy asks, but then shakes their head. "No, that'd be stupid. He would've said something."

---

SCRUFFY: "I am hanging on to my sanity by a thread at the point. And not a good thread either! A tiny, fraying string of dental floss!"

---

"We'll figure it out, man," Joner says, patting their shoulder. "In the mean time, let's all take a breather. Who knew using a modified shopping cart to carry a hundred kilograms of cargo would be exhausting?"

---

“Okay, we’re going to need some people on the ground to sell these things. Now, the salesmen are probably the most important part of this hierarchy- they need to be charming, kind, and likable. Keeps them in business and out of trouble,” Michela hits her open palm with her fist. “Fren and Caesar, start staking out some back-roads candy places around town to see if anyone’s interested. Keep it vague, lead them into asking for it. Then make the deal and send them here.”

She turns to the remaining team members. “Peter, you can sort out the orders as they come in. Just organize and label them, okay? That’s all,”

He looks unfathomably nervous. “What if we get in trouble for this?”

“It was Chris’ idea. He’ll get the time, not us,”

“Yeah, while he’s escaping to Mexico,” he grumbles. 

“Nothing but organizing and labeling! Bonnie and O, you’ll be meeting with the clients at the gate and making sure the money comes through,”

Bonnie and O look at each other, and then nod. 

---

“Okay, I’ve made this schedule and this list for everything we need to do,” Scary says, passing out a few thick packets. “Since Scruffy looks like they’re about to piss themselves and Joner and Sha-Mod are essentially pets on this team, I’ll be handling sales.”

Joner raises a finger. “Are you sure that-”

“Did you want to be wandering the streets alone tonight?”

He shuts up. 

---

In the darkest parts of Toronto, Caesar wanders alone, wearing a bowler hat and long black trench coat. He narrates:

“Michela ran a tight business,”

He walks down a dark alley and comes up against the back door of a restaurant, where a man with a green mohawk is waiting outside, smoking a cig. 

“Frennie Two-Times and I handled sales,”

Caesar hands the man a thin box from the inside of his coat. 

Back at the lot, Peter keeps a record of every client’s finances, typing out on a calculator at the craft services tent table. 

“Peter “The Brains” took care of all our finances. Smart guy, but easy to push in the right direction,”

Pan over to O, carrying crates outside. 

“O Muscles was our work guy whenever Bonnie Bloodknuckles was busy… delegating,”

Cut to Bonnie threatening the same green mohawk man in the same alley, demanding money. 

“Yeah, we ran a pretty tight ship,”

The blue and red of police cars flashes behind them, and the mohawked man ducks and runs. 

“But not tight enough,”

---

“This is so dumb!” Scary kicks a crate. “How have we not made a single sale! Is threatening people with knives not enough to get this dumb candy out there?”

Scruffy cradles their head in their hands. “I don’t know. I don’t know,”

Joner pats their back. “Hey man, don’t worry. We’ll figure it out!”

“No, we won’t. The other team sold ALL of their inventory and we haven’t gotten rid of a damn bag!” Scary yells, then sighs. “Except for the ones that Sha-Mod’s been eating.”

The camera pans over to Sha-Mod, sitting on one of the crates with the candy. He chuckles nervously. “It’s salty,”

Everyone’s attention is turned to the sound of police sirens as dozens of cars drive up around the craft services tent. In a few seconds, Michela is being escorted out in handcuffs, an annoyed look on her face. 

---

MICHELA: “I KNEW I was forgetting something. No respectable mob operation goes without bribing the cops to stay quiet. Stupid!”

---

Chris adjusts the large white wig on his head in a cardboard courtroom. Chef is sawing away at some wood in the back of the flimsy building, taking measurements of the dimensions. 

Bonnie sits in the witness’ podium, looking over the crowd. Michela is seated at the fold out table serving as the defendants corner, O as her lawyer. 

“I call this court meeting to order,” Chris slams a plastic gavel on his table just as Chef pulls out a chainsaw and starts carving a block of wood. “Don’t mind Chef, we’re going to need a real set again in a few days!” Chris yells. “Anyway- Michela, you stand here on trial for bootlegging. How do you plead?”

“Not guilty,” she rolls her eyes. 

“That’s interesting. Prosecutor, your defense?”

Scary stands on the side of the room adjacent to Michela and O. “I call to the stand, Bonnie!”

“They’re already there!” Michela yells. 

Scary ignores her. “Now, Bonnie, could you please describe the operation your boss was running?”

Bonnie points to their throat, and makes a few hand gestures. Scary rolls their eyes. 

“Okay, fine. I guess that’s too difficult a question for you philistines,” she mutters. “Just point to the person who was running the damn thing.”

Bonnie looks around nervously, eyes meeting with Caesar’s. He raises his eyebrows as they make eye contact.

“To rat or not to rat?” Chris asks, watching the display with delight. “That is the question. Reminder to all participants that ratting out your fellow players gives you immediate immunity from the mob!”

Bonnie looks back to Caesar again, and he hesitantly nods. They sigh and point to Michela. Chris slams his gavel, grinning. “The Fujoshis are sentenced to an elimination ceremony for the crime of bootlegging- and ratting!”

Bonnie holds up a finger, trying to articulate. Caesar stands from the audience on their behalf. “But Bonnie has immunity!”

“No, Bonnie has immunity from the mob,” Chris chuckles. “But don’t worry. We have an excellent witness protection program at Playa des Losers.”

Bonnie looks pale as the courtroom audience shuffles out. Caesar runs over, putting his hands on their shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’ll sort this out. I shouldn't have told you to do anything, I was just trying to help,”

Bonnie looks down. A strong breeze blows away the cardboard walls, leaving them both in the rain. 

---

“Fujoshis, even though you lost… I gotta say, what a run!” Chris chuckles. Michela sits in the bleachers, hands still cuffed together. “But all good things must come to an end, so let’s get this over with. Fren, Peter, you’re safe,”

Peter sighs with relief and catches his golden Chris. Bonnie looks to Caesar, a nervous expression on their face. He tries to console them by rubbing their back, but it doesn't help any.

“Caesar… O…”

“Michela- you forgot one of the most important parts of an underground operation, spelling doom for your team. And Bonnie, you sold out a fellow team member for immunity! Not cool, dude. But only one of you is going home,”

“And that person…

…is…

…Bonnie. Time to pack your things and take some cough drops,”

Bonnie's shoulders drop and they look at the ground. 

“Can someone let me out of these now?” Michela holds up her wrists. 

“If I recall correctly, you were sentenced overnight. See you in the morning!” Chris hops off stage merrily and walks away. The rest of the campers follow shortly. 

Caesar runs over to where Bonnie is sitting as the Lame-o-Sine’s back door opens. He puts his hands on their shoulders. “Bonbon, I am so sorry. I was trying to help!”

Bonnie coughs a bit and then speaks weakly. “You didn’t have to-”

“I did, though. You’ve been saving my ass every day since we met. I thought if I could repay the favor…”

Bonnie shakes their head. “Not your fault,”

“It’s okay to blame me. I promise, I understand! I just wanted so badly to be just as good a player as you, and help you out liked you help me just by being around...”

Bonnie smiles softly and looks away (scratching their throat again). Caesar smiles back and they hug.

"You're my person, Bonbon,"

"I know," Bonnie coughs. "You're mine."

The Lame-O-Sine honks and Chef rolls down the driver’s side window, glaring. The two break apart and stare at him, both embarrassed. He honks the horn two more times for emphasis.

“Gotta go,” Bonnie wheezes, pointing to the impatient driver. 

Caesar nods. “And take some cough drops when you get there!”

“Aw, wasn’t that heartwarming,” Chris steps out in front of the camera. “Will Caesar win for Bonnie? Will we ever let Michela out of those handcuffs? Find out next time, on Total! Takes! Action!”

[qftim-dreamcatcherau]

do you have any other info about the questers? anything you'll be putting into the AU?

i have..many ideas. my brain kinda fried up when i was plotting ideas to put in the story. for the prologue of the story, this will involve Mickey and the Circus gang for obvious reasons, Oswald and Ortensia. However, it will get deep as you read more. It can get graphic, yes, but surely this will get your feelings hurt as the story continues. The relationship between Oswald and Mickey will possibly be broken, the reason that i'm not gonna tell you until the chapter release. The chapter will take place at the start of the BABTQFTIM adventure but proceeds to be Ortensia's POV until the next few chapters will be dreams and nightmares. I could make some Madoka Magica references here and there throughout the story, and horror themes would be added to the story as well because the concept of the story had twists and turns, it's obvious for nightmares and situations any of the characters would get into.

moving on to the questers. i'll list out the ideas, one by one.

Bendy: his other form would be more disturbing, it could be inspired by trevor henderson so i could ask a buddy to design something creepy like that. yes, he can still have his ink illness in the dream world, although in reality, he doesn't in the real world.

Boris: [this idea is taken from a roleplay i was in with a friend] he will have a burn scar on his hand because Breeda accidentally burnt his hand while she used her fire powers to escape from Alex [in the real world, not dream world]. He thinks the scar is badass so he kept it anyway, despite how grown he is, of course.

Cuphead: [unfortunately have no more ideas for him unless a friend helped me out with it]

Mugman: he will not wear his scarf for a long while because he gave it to angel before going back to Strictland, its in a dream then he went back to the real world, which is Strictland of course.

Felix: he will fighting a lot so you can possibly except some scars on him

Oswald: he will be helping felix out most of the time because he didn't want to leave him behind if he's badly injured and could scold felix for doing something so risky. He could only scold him because he cares.

Alex: he will trapped inside of a mirror in one of the chapters but he would find ways to escape and go after the questers or dreamers, thanks to the boss because he works with him and V.

i think that's all i can put out for the AU but yeahhhh we will see about that, stay tuned :D

[hongcherry]

yeahhhh it’s so short because it’s required for my uni so we are getting graded based ok our evolution in that internship.

SANNNNN DO NOT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON SAN I LOVE HIM DEARLY and exactly like you said it’s not even the fact that he is like hot but i love everything about him (and i do love my big boys) but he is so gentle and adorable he just doesn’t know i’m gonna eat him next

the last book i read (and enjoyed) was as good as dead from a good girl’s guide to murder’s trilogy! and the last last book i read but didn’t enjoy quite as much was girl in the blue coat. i wanna start reading the sally lockhart series rn !! starting with the tin princess

oMFG I thought I answered this! 🤦🏻‍♀️

Oooh. Did they assign internships, or did you have to go find one yourself? I never had to have one, tho I wish I got one for the experience haha.

YES! I love his duality. And the fact he actually gets upset when people think he's scary???? I'll cry.

Oh, I was gonna say I haven't heard of AGAD but I swear I saw that as a rec on TikTok! I haven't heard of the GITBC or Sally Lockhart stuff! Tho, I'm lean more into fantasy and romance themes so I guess that makes sense haha. I'll have to think about the AGAD tho!

[ghostwithsomeheadphonesandmaps]

yk what, we're doing this again for fun, also because i don't want to do my homework rn

hard no, that is my cousin thank you very much

haven't talked to him in years, hopefully won't ever see him again

nope

kinda, after a few weeks/months i'm better at opening up

aw yeahhhh

the chickens that i'm hatching are almost done incubating!!!

i had Therapy (tm)

no? i'm not that comfortable being around drunk ppl in general but it's not disgusting?

fuck yeah

orange soda <3

a handful, 4-5

yup. haven't worn them since i was 10, hopefully i'll never wear them again

hang out with some chickens and chill

probably chicken feed (can you see the theme here)

nope, that is my grandma

i think so, more as a result of my environment than anything else (usa american)

my therapist (shoutout to erin, 10/10 therapist, love u bestie)

a few weeks ago

absolutely not

i'm kind of in over my head w/ schoolwork rn

pretty good, yeah

dude that's so high on my bucket list

mine are a bit grayer but mostly

sleep TvT

good for you! (*cries into pillow*)

rn the tips are bleached but my roots are natural

i don't think so

portable + womb = pomb

my uncles

i think so

nah, he's chill

i don't think so?

i could never go without soda

out of my league by fitz and the tantrums

when i'm annotating a book or doing math yeah

i hope she's at home? she's 83 and can't walk for long periods of time so she's probably at her house

heck yeah

my friend, for a bet

my baby cousin <3

kinda felt obligated, she's my grandma

too long ago dude, i need more cupcakes in my life

not yet, no

all the time dude

i don't tan at all?

nah

unfortunately no

my mom

almost every time, unless i'm in a rush

sometimes

yesssss

a few months ago for school pictures

maybe, but a good kind of cheesy.

yup. i have a lot of extended family too, and half of them are super right-wing

YES THEY'RE SO GOOD

apple all the way man

vet, astronaut, librarian, actor, singer

kind of?

yep

2 of em :)

sometimes

not really

pajamas normally

i think it was kids bop or something

targettttttt

adidas all the way

cheetos

sunflower seeds are my CHILDHOOD BRO i ate those things RELIGIOUSLY before my softball games

probably cruel summer

when i was really little, and my middle school had a required dance+theater class for 6th and 8th graders

most things tbh

yea

does the nyt game count?

not that i can recall, but maybe

atm emily wilson's translation of the illiad

it honestly depends on the subject

no but i burn a lot of candles

i am right now ;)

CHAPPELL ROAN

ajr

if i'm buying it, iced tea, but if i'm brewing it myself then hot tea for sure

tea

still pumpkin spice snickerdoodle w/ apple cider glaze

pretty well, yeah

yup

a little, i think

i prefer djs, but to each their own

oh yeah >:)

nope, don't plan to

both are pretty meh, i'm not big on olives in general

people can do whatever they want forever as long as it's consentual

living room or library, maybe kitchen depending on the type of fireplace

maybe...

DO THEM ALL YOU COWARD

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged? 2. You talked to an ex today, correct? 3. Have you taken someones virginity? 4. Is trust a big issue for you? 5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? 6. What are you excited for? 7. What happened tonight? 8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? 9. Is confidence cute? 10. What is the last beverage you had? 11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? 12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? 13. What are you gonna do Saturday night? 14. What are you going to spend money on next? 15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? 16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? 17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? 18. The last time you felt broken? 19. Have you had sex today? 20. Are you starting to realize anything? 21. Are you in a good mood? 22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? 23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? 24. What do you want right this second? 25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? 26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? 27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? 28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? 29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? 30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? 31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to? 32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? 33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda? 34. Listening to? 35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? 36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? 37. Do you believe in love at first sight? 38. Who did you last call? 39. Who was the last person you danced with? 40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? 41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? 42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? 43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush? 44. Do you tan in the nude? 45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? 46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? 47. Who was the last person to call you? 48. Do you sing in the shower? 49. Do you dance in the car? 50. Ever used a bow and arrow? 51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? 52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? 53. Is Christmas stressful? 54. Ever eat a pierogi? 55. Favorite type of fruit pie? 56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? 57. Do you believe in ghosts? 58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? 59. Take a vitamin daily? 60. Wear slippers? 61. Wear a bath robe? 62. What do you wear to bed? 63. First concert? 64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? 65. Nike or Adidas? 66. Cheetos Or Fritos? 67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? 68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? 69. Ever take dance lessons? 70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? 71. Can you curl your tongue? 72. Ever won a spelling bee? 73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? 74. What is your favorite book? 75. Do you study better with or without music? 76. Regularly burn incense? 77. Ever been in love? 78. Who would you like to see in concert? 79. What was the last concert you saw? 80. Hot tea or cold tea? 81. Tea or coffee? 82. Favorite type of cookie? 83. Can you swim well? 84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? 85. Are you patient? 86. DJ or band, at a wedding? 87. Ever won a contest? 88. Ever have plastic surgery? 89. Which are better black or green olives? 90. Opinions on sex before marriage? 91. Best room for a fireplace? 92. Do you want to get married

oh jesus fuck that a lot of text here goes:

(under the cut bc this is a long one)

nope that's my mother

incorrect i haven't spoken to him in like 2 years

nope

kinda? like it'll take a bit but after a few weeks-ish it's chill

N/A, i don't "like-like" anyone atm

my binder is arriving in the mail tomorrow!

i tried to teach myself guitar (it did not end well)

no? i mean i'm not the most comfortable around drunk people in general, but it's not disgusting

oh fuck yeah

idk i think it was chai

like 3 or 4

unfortunately, yes

idfk man, i don't even have plans for tomorrow

probably coffee

not anymore

maybe, jury's still out

my therapist <3

a few months ago

fuck no

i'm aroace questioning, so there's that ig

yeah, might not last long tho, i'm about to start homework

that is literally at the top of my bucket list

almost, mine are grayer

moneyyy

N/A

nope, currently bleached and dyed

i don't think so, but most of the ppl i know can make me laugh, so it's not rly an issue

@tinedrise's trump impression

my dog (he's dead)

i believe so

nope. nothing will make me hate my brother

N/A

hell nah

would that i by hozier

yeah, but only mechanical

nope, and i don't want to

my ex

yeah

my friend's sister

my friends

i felt pressured to

a couple weeks ago

no actually

yep, i bit the dirt while we were riding our bikes

no??? do people do that???

100% yes

no...

my mom

all the time :)

oh yeah, almost daily

many times, loved each of them

when i was 11? or 12 i can't remember, but it was for family photos

no way, musicals are so fun

yessssss

not that i'm aware of...

either apple or blueberry (basic, i know)

singer, actor, librarian, veterinarian, and i had a phase where i wanted to be a Navy SEAL

to a degree; it's like the opposite of the fae, the less you believe in them, the more they haunt you

ALL THE TIME DUDE

two :)

sometimes, depends on if the mind goblins approve

not really

pj's or a t shirt and sweatpants

AJR, last month

target all the way. boycott walmart, and i don't think there's a k-mart in my area

personally, i like adidas

cheetos, easily

tough call but sunflower seeds. (can you tell i play softball lol)

cruel summer

when i was 5-ish

idk, something nerdy

yep

yeah, and i was so proud of myself (i was 9)

not that i know of

don't make me choose 😭

with music, no comparison

no, but every once in a while i will

a couple times

AJR

depends on the time of year

tea all the way

pumkin spice snickerdoodles w/ apple cider glaze (oddly specific but my friend just made some and HOLY SHIT they were incredible)

pretty well, yeah

yup

sometimes, depends on who i'm with, how i'm feeling, etc.

dj, more song options

a couple yeah

nope

neither, i'm not really an olive person

it's fine as long as all parties consent

living room or library

maybe, not really a priority, but it seems nice

god damn that was a lot. anyway enjoy :D

[kalims]

Who is your favorite moot and why? You can add more then one moot!

!!! uhhh no hard feelings for the others that weren't mentioned I still love yall 💜

not in order

1.) @raix-lv

I've known rai for a pretty long time actually! so naturally they fall under the favorite category. real ones remember we met through the neige article..

pjsekai god pt.1

+ check out their art !

2.) @ravynous

ravy caught my eye when I saw the la signora theme they had (WHICH BY THE WAY WAS THE BEST) we bonded through being two peas in a pod.. AKA signora stan to signora stan

3.) @hxnarii

LIKE literally the one that I did not met through twst(?) IT WAS SO RANDOM I THINK IT WAS IN A VENT I HAD HELP kinda awkward yeahhhh but we've known each other for a while as well

pjsekai god pt.2😦

4.) @thomanok

AH YES BRIAN MY LOVE I can count on them to pop in my inbox 😩 even if there's a concerning picture with it.. U WERE VV INTIMIDATING BEFORE. MORE SO WHEN I SAW THAT DM U HAD WITH A PERSIN 😭

5.) @zgvlt

I haven't known nathya as long as the other 4 but 🥺 her writing and banners is an 11/10 for me I love it sm ANYWAYS LIKE I LOOKED UP TO HER 😭😭 I was like: zamn I wish I could make quality, LONG fics like this and not get bored

6.) @cupids-chamber

ah yes cupid.

the one who got me unshadowbanned LOL (fun fact: I was not home when we first interacted but rather my hometown lol) YH I went thru a lotta stuff, including discord servers and... rick astley suprises with cupid

... let us not talk about the very chaotic family tree

7.) @honey-milk-depresso

omg not but last atleast!! we got my longest moot ever 😩😩 actually I saw honey in my notifs when i was writing for genshin in the past and after I was interested in twst it was like a: 😲 moment when I realized honey knows twst too!!

8.) @k2mnji

misoo welcome back again 🙌❤ <- my walmart heart hands thing

misoo answered my questions about college and stuff and my only moot I can talk about tokyo revengers and my bby izana + a lot of eventful topic in dms I won't disclose but yeah it's been fun!

8.) @dr3amscap3

essentially my platonic father here but idk if that's still a thing

also the one who used to spam me rick astley links and the reason why I think twice before clicking on a link from an anon (tip: BE CAREFUL IF MIKAS IN UR INXOX WITH A LINK FR)