#also it just feels nice to feel like i'm getting a proper grasp on her and miyuna

[tvrningout-a]

i cannot tell you how much i love imagining tsugumi finally losing her temper and not holding it back. she tries so hard to remain cordial with her clan members purely bc of her father's wish for her to make changes, but the shibuya event affects tsugumi's resolve, too. she finally finds it. she realizes that if she dies, she wants to die on her own terms -- she wants to die fighting to save and protect people. she doesn't want to risk her neck for the sake of her clan's prestige, even if that's never really been her reason. but she's allowed them to benefit from her hard work, allowed them to use her as a means to grasp at political power, and she's sick of it. she isn't someone who wants to be concerned with changing the system or making some large-scale, meaningful impact. her father wanted that, and she did, too, once. but now that she's older and more cynical, she just doesn't have it in her heart to be the same person she was when he was alive.

and that's okay. she needs to live for herself. she can't keep trying to make a ghost happy.

so tsugumi gives her clan head a big middle finger and takes her mother's maiden name. and she changes how she acts, no longer so hellbent on presenting this diplomatic personality who doesn't get angry. she actually acts like herself, and i'm sure some people are taken aback, but she doesn't!! care!! and it feels so good!!! and y'all i'm just saying i'm in my tsugumi and miyuna loving hours, and that feels really good too :' )

[milksnake-tea]

Dunno if you've ever answered an ask like this before, but do you mind telling us about your mutuals?

Rather, their writing styles and how they interact (No pressure if this sounds like I'm intruding on a boundary or something, I've noticed that you reblog a lot of works and I'm trying to find more fic writers from HSR and Genshin to support, but sometimes it feels a little scary 😅)

HELP NO IT'S OKAY !!! no fear in asking, we love people like you <333 these are mainly the mutuals that i've read fics from so that i can actually tell you how they write but still. THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG ONE STRAP IN FOLKS. if i forgot ygs im sorry oops... also sorry for the tag COUGHS (esp to the ppl i keep tagging when i get asked abt my moots BYE kawa skip mhie naru ren im so sorry i love you i swear)

@generalsmemories

NARU !!! ONE OF MY FIRST EVER HSR MOOTS AND ONE OF THE WRITERS I LOOK UP TO THE MOST. her writing style is very scenic?? if i were to describe it, it's very dreamy and whimsical and it's like reading a fantasy book. very descriptive but not so descriptive that you're eating fancy words. she's jing yuan centric but occasionally writes for others such as dan heng and sunday! she's honestly very very silly when it comes to interaction, like in an older sister way <33 she talks like an aesthetic if that makes sense

@inarvii

skip has a very elegant feel to her writing like LORD. it's giving noble/fantasy thriller enemies to lovers but in a writing style i love her prose and how she really makes you feel the vibe of a scene. she's really kind and sweet, gives older sister vibes lowkey

@k9wa

kawa is like me but x497842389 cooler and with a lot better grasp on characters. you want proper characterization? you want big brain ideas? GO TO HIM. his writing feels theatric, like a movie or a play. it's so descriptive and he does an amazing job at describing action and characters and GRGRGRGR

@luvether

lord i dont know if its okay to tag you but uhm. hi waves hand 😭😭 honestly i haven't interacted w kou much but from what i can tell she's really nice!! BUT I HAVE READ HER WRITING. AND LAWRD. her writing feels like little snapshots of life, you feel like you're actually like. THERE. she always has the biggest brain of ideas i swear and i highly recommend her writing. mostly fluff with a touch of angst, one of my favorites fr !!

@emiken-070907

hi emi. bet you didn't expect to get tagged here huh. but you have one hsr fic and that's enough for me to slap you onto here and promo you (it's on ao3 and it's not an x reader, but it is a tragedy yanqing timeskip!!! i beta read for that btw flips hair (i still need to edit im so sorry emi please)). as for interaction, she is silly asf. TO ME PERSONALLY? shes like the ratty little sibling that you want to throw out the window but would also kill for. has great vibes over all, she's so sweet but sometimes shes a lil shit so. yeah. idk how she acts to followers but she is like that to ME. but she is full of whimsy and glee so there's that

@rainswept

edgar allan poe incarnate over here??? HELLO??? crow is. her writing is RAW. like okay this is going to get a bit gorey but they write like a freshly opened wound, it's vulnerable, it's poetic, it's pure imagery and i LOVE it. also another goofy moot. i think like just attracts like atp

@tragedy-of-commons

gwen is an absolute SWEETHEART. very silly. BUT THEY'RE SO SWEET. her writing is literally sunlight put into literary terms, if that makes sense. it's warm, comfy, and cozy (except when she kills you in the arms of your favorite character. which she has done) and i highly recommend her writing for a comfy read <3

@iceunhie

mhie is a HATER OF THE HIGHEST ORDER jk i love her she just bullies me GOODBYE 😭 mhie gives off older sister vibes, a lot of people (including me HELP) see her as intimidating but she's really sweet once you get to know her. or she calls you milk. who knows. ANYWAYS genuinely one of the people i look up to most, she always gives amazing feedback on writing and her own writing??? the prose??? she's a master at it. knows how to really elevate a piece and it's just really easy on the eyes. she's also a research writer, her jiaoqiu fic utilizes chinese proverbs and terminology and i think that's really neat <3

@st6rly

hi bottom beta. okay wait sorry you have a reputation i forgot ANYWAYS. SOL IS SUCH A SILLY GOOSE. i love him. BUT HE IS SO GOOFY AND I MEAN THAT IN A POSITIVE WAY. i haven't read that much about what sol writes unfortunately since i'm no longer interested in genshin that much 😭😭 but i've heard good things !! definitely someone you wanna check out if you like good vibes :D

@lowkeyren

ren my pookiebear my LORD !!! resident aquila favonia haver (she has like 21 as of right now) and she serves every time she writes. always gets slapped onto my rec list because she's one of the few writers that genuinely have me kicking and giggling 😭 really cute, really tension filled, one of my favorite authors :))

@scribs-dibs

SUNNIII true to his name his writing feels just so warm and light, like a slice of life anime. very relaxing reads, at least from what i've seen !! very warm, really really cute <33 like the main one that ive read from him is that alhaitham jealousy fic and??? the characterization was ON POINT. i loved it so much (the switch up made me laugh) as for personality. HES FUNNY. LIKE HES STRAIGHT UP HILARIOUS I LOVE HIM GO CHECK HIM OUT I SWEAR ITS WORTH IT

@akutasoda

q has a very pretty vibe if that makes sense, i haven't read much from them but i can definitely say that their writing style is beautiful, like a meadow full of flowers or a quiet stream. they've always been kind to me in that sort of older sibling way, and they're someone that i would trust as an emergency contact. lots of genshin and hsr from what i've seen on my dash, so definitely go check them out!

@aviiarie

avery's on the more reserved side, at least from my point of view, or maybe that's because when i first met them they had a ferminet pfp. they're pretty chill and casual, and can i just say? their writing is very easy to read, it has great flow and i can just lose myself in the fic. like i don't see the words i see what the words are saying, if that makes sense. avery also focuses on platonic writing, although they have been writing some romance with furina!! my personal favorite work of theirs was that fic of arlecchino comforting her crying child because it made me feel so much better about my life at 9 am when i just woke up.

@vynicity

FELICITYYYY she's a mutual in my heart even tho apparently tumblr thinks i dont follow her. but i do. ANYWAYS. another person that i consider on the more reserved side, but she's been fun whenever we talked. can i just say. SHE IS SO GOOD AT WRITING AVENTURINE. there's this one fic down the line about him being drunk??? i think??? and I ATE THAT UP because the tension and atmosphere that she managed to create. just magnificent. she has an aventurine series up right now iirc (i still need to read the new chapter im so sorry feli) and the prologue was. a roller coaster so definitely go check her out!

@vxnuslogy

vee is literally bursting with ideas and by god does she put them to use. i always see them brainrotting or thinking of new ideas or things to write, literally one of the most creative people ive met. can be a little silly, but still a sweetheart <33 her writing is more formal than what i'm used to i'll admit, but still a delight to read nevertheless <33 very descriptive is how i'd describe it, like it feels like she's looking at the scene as shes writing it

@ughscara

ayame is like. the sweetest person i have ever met. like ill be here being a little shit and she'll still be an absolute sweetheart I ALMOST FEEL BAD BECAUSE SHE HAS TO DEAL WITH MY ASS BYE 😭😭 i just recently reblogged one of her works and it straight up feels like it came out of a fairytale, it was so light and sweet <33

[stars-in-a-jam-jar]

Moar Buddy Dawn Shit in relation to this post

Buddy was dead for about 10 to 15-maybe-20 minutes. Kristen and Gorgug at the top of Freshman Year were only dead about 3 to 5 minutes and they still got some form of time in the afterlife, (side note: Gorgug not knowing what Orc Heaven looks like and being Deeply Fucking Terrified and shellshocked by the entire experience is So Juicy To Me, like. Something that should by all rights be familiar to him being foreign. Of deep spiritual significance, but not in the way it was 'supposed to be'; he didn't even know how it was 'supposed to be' at the time or after he learned it, he's still not really sure if it was ever a 'supposed to'.) so I'm quite sure Buddy experienced Something beyond the grave and chose to leave it for this nameless aspect of Ankarna. The version of her which exists as a result of her complete death and incomplete resurrection/preservation.

In that 10 to 15 minutes, Buddy passed into the place he was going. Perhaps some cornfield out on the edge of Helio's domain where Helio figured 'I'll get to him or he'll find me sometime, there's literally infinite time here'. Perhaps as a petitioner on the Astral Sea- wait, no, I'm thinking about Rolling With Difficulty cosmology, the Astral Realm is not a sea in Fantasy High. (also go listen to Rolling With Difficulty) Regardless of if he went to the afterlife the adults all told him he'd go to if he'd been a good boy or to some more limbo-like place, he had just enough minutes for the reality to sink in that he's Dead. He's dead and the feeling of a hand gripping his shoulder as if to hoist his assailant high enough to slit his throat presses like a cold weight on his skin. As if this body has skin, no, he's just a solid soul given form in this place.

So jarring. Resting dead in some corner of the cosmos like finding the one empty room at a big loud party where you've mostly been taking things in, sticking close to people you know, not doing anything you're not supposed to. Sitting down on the unfamiliar furniture or swaying idly in place as you listen to the murmur of this foreign world around you. Only it's not like that, not truly at all. You're not at the party anymore, the echoes of your life aren't some thing you're taking a break from to rejoin or building up the nerve to excuse yourself from to get a proper change of scene. There is no going back or moving forward.

He's dead. Buddy Dawn is dead.

How many minutes did it take him to lose composure? Did he even? When the ultimatum was posed to him, did he harden his heart to any regrets about abandoning his original faith, or did he relax into knowing he could live again, in service of something that reached for him and he reached back towards?

Why was he so chipper saying 'Dang, y'all, I worship a nameless god of rage.'? He didn't sound horrified by his decision in much the same way he didn't sound in touch with reality when he said 'Sometimes I raise my hand and magic that burns folks to a crisp comes out, but that's just the lord Helio working through me.' His death didn't change him so much as it fixed his gaze onto something new.

He is still a Cleric. Through and through. His soul needs a divinity to latch onto. And this is the first time he has latched onto a divinity wholly and completely for himself. He was not taught how to live for himself. He was taught how to live and die for a cause. For Helio. He earns a nice afterlife via sacrificing his autonomy to whatever the church tells him is good and right.

But he doesn't want a nice afterlife.

He wants another life.

And he no longer has faith that Helio will deliver him from any hardship, because even after he's just barely grasped how dead he is and has been for the past 11 minutes, his soul is wrent into an ultimatum by a different power. Go back to his body and continue living under a new banner, or be trapped in a dark, solitary purgatory which his soul may never be free from.

It's an easy decision, really. Barely requires any thought, only following a feeling. He no longer wants to stand by the god who allowed him to die so unceremoniously and so unfairly. He honestly feels more betrayed by Helio than he does by Kipperlily. Kipperlily hardly made any promises to him, just asked for him to be the party's cleric. He never expected her to do that, sure, but... His whole life he was promised that every bad emotion he ever felt in response to every wrongness in his life would (should, must, has to) simply evaporate away in the golden light of the corn god. And it's been an eternal 12 minutes, but he only feels worse and worse.

And if all Helio could promise him was a flat expanse of farmland overseen by someone who didn't even properly greet him when he walked in (if the celestial bureaucracy were even doing their jobs and funneled the soul of Helio's cleric to Helio instead of some cosmic waiting room or other), but this nameless deity can promise him a life for himself? Then by god he's taking that ultimatum, come back to life, sit up with a slightly surprised little smile and announce to the world (as he has been taught is right to do when you are devoted to a god) 'I worship a nameless god of rage!'

And he'll be happy with this choice-that-is-not-a-choice which he was betrayed and coerced into. Because it truly feels self indulgent to choose anything. To choose ragefully living for himself instead of obediently dying for an unfulfilling promise. He'll choose the intensity and the darkness because the gentle constant pressure cooker of walking in the light gave him nothing but sunburns and a slit throat.

[kit-kat-jo]

My Murder Drones Finale Analysis... 2/2 - 1/2

jesus, imagine getting your entire life force RIPPED out your body, and being able to look back at it. i feel like this is only a taste of what the dissassembly drones went through during transformation.

uzi desperately trying to scoop her core back into her gaping open chest will haunt me for life, i think. and her hands haven't regenned yet, leaving her to scramble even more. absolutely. horrific. probably gonna be the most gruesome moment in this series for me altogether. didn't even notice N getting yoinked away there lol

this whole sequence as well… we, or N starts hearing a second voice while she repeats “let me in,” but who is it?? the actual cyn? one thing i know for sure though, is here is where N starts to get his past flashbacks, specifically of being torn apart and transformation. fuuuucked. up

i realize now that Uzi’s protecting her core from Cyn’s callback pings in all the times she’s grabbing at her chest, but at first i really thought she was terrified of losing her core again. which: UNDERSTANDABLE GIRLIE!! MY heart?? broke.

so, N did see the actual Cyn while he got tore open. and now he’s having proper trauma flashbacks and getting back bits and pieces. this absolutely breaks my heart, seeing how desperately panicked he gets, watching memories of what i’m only assuming is V being transformed. my sweet baby. for a moment i thought for sure he was going into a full panic attack. it’s a good thing hand holding pulled him out of a full on episode, but i think this man deserves a nice big breakdown after everything to process all the shit he’s been through. pretty sure V needs the same thing, having held onto these memories a whole lot longer. post series group therapy sesh?

i think i'm gonna hear CALLBACK PING in my nightmares, actually.

AND THIS IS WHERE I FUCKING CRY!!! after everything, after learning J was never on their side, V breaks. she needs to let everything out in the open to N. her apology and genuine emotion is so, so important to me… she LOVES him! always did! and it fucking hurt to have to hide like she did, only for it to all be a trick! she wanted to be honest with him this whole time, but she was so scared! she felt like she HAD to resort to acting resentful towards him and pushing him away! it gets me so, so bad.

and then N sacrifices his own safety to save her.

also teefs.

sorry

oh god. when V realizes that she’s only led N to his death… and that this long ago promise was only one big trick… everything falls down around her. she desperately grasps at being able to fix this. she blames herself. as Eternal Dream plays in the background… it was always their song, man. it was always V singing to N. so many of the lyrics fucking HURT now, putting it into this bittersweet context.

“let my body keep you warm, let my essence be your breeze, can you hear me calling? please look out for me. can you set me free?” it was always a love letter to N. (platonically. i see it platonically, better yet, in a sibling way.) the wishes she had for him to know everything. for them to be together. for her to not have to hide. to go home, to be set free from her neverending dream. it’s all so horrible and lovely and poetic to me. she deserves everything. they deserve everything.

and then her expressions as Cyn’s about to eat N’s heart, agonizingly slowly, staring her straight in the eyes so mockingly to pour salt in the colossal gaping wound. HEGGDHHSGSGGH💔

on a side note, i find it so interesting how, seemingly, a drone’s core magnetically gets yanked back to the body as soon as it gets a tiny chance. very ehm… helpful.

bi uzi tho. QUEEEEEEN PROUD OF HER FOR COMING OUT 💜

“glad you’re not dead or whatever.” waaaahahahh. they care for each other. bwuhuhuhh.

here, howd she stop letting the callback ping effect her….? just from being cringe and free?…. queen i guess?

also, she can effectively control the solver without cyn making it go crazy anymore. is this a result of just practicing and gaining more control over it? she’s just built different? or another plot hole? shrug noise. i said i was oddly okay with the plot holes, so that stands true here too.

nori already flinging herself into mom mode with her terms of endearment had me CRYING BRO!!! development!! she went from “i caused every horror in her life,” i gotta stay away from her, to HELL YEAH THAT’S MY DAUGHTER, KICKING ASS!! mom of the year ❤️

the entire fight scene was SO GOOD!!! i need AJ Dispirito’s “Bite Me” song injected into my bloodstream RIGHT NEOOWW!!

i’m obsessed with seeing them hold hands to calm each other down after a moment that affects one of them. it’s my favorite thing. we came so far from episode 6…… wipes tear

the lyrics focused on these two here is interesting to me… V saying to let her go, Uzi saying she’s not worth saving… either i’m looking too deep into it or OUCH GUYS NOOHOHO, MY SWEETIES

this had to be giffed. also, i love these scenes breaking the immersion several times and showing that all this time the nightcore is just playing through uzi’s ipod in the distance. absolutely genius.

i’ll admit, i was so confused from the black hole scene at first. but now i understand somewhat. after uzi grabbed her core and formed a [null,] she essentially had cyn’s life force. all those times she got away by turning herself into a black hole and floating off... that was essentially HER. in the void here, cyn had to try and get it back to come back to the living, like a drone putting their core back in their chest but in a weird, eltrich cyn way, i guess? instead of her core, its the manifestation of the solver itself? cyn’s and tessa’s bodies are so far gone, that all that’s left is the solver? and as soon as uzi saw what was happening, she knew she couldn’t have it back.

she fucking eated it…. homph. that was not on cyn’s bingo card. the eyes are HILARIOUS

awwwww husband wife reunion! she is so uzi’s mother.

and now, before we get into the end of things, my vizzy propaganda. not only did lizzy KNOW that v wasnt dead, and distracted j for her, but now, in @ottterpops' words, the sentinel is just like the pet she doesn’t want. its her and v’s daughter now, it’ll grow on her for sure : )

and now, my chosen video! :D

EVERYTHING about this scene, N calling for her, the HUG, him squeezing the LIFE out of her, her noises of getting choked and giggling, sent arrows straight through my heart, THEYRE SUCH CUTIES AAUHHHHG!! n spinning her around and throwing her in the air, her tackling v, ugh! THEY GOT THEIR HAPPY LITTLE ENDING!

she’s a fucking mary sue guys, ohhhh my lord. the eyes are so so cool though, they literally look like a sunset. she is living her best mary sue life now, jesus christ. she deserves it ❤️

uzi, uzi my beloved. she feels like a dear, dear friend, my sweet little emo who goes through the horrors and comes out of it with all her unhinged goofy cringe. i love her so, so much, and i’m SO fucking proud of these three. they deserve the happiest little life together.

and lastly, end credits!!! during the series rewatch, my friends and i joked that the finale should involve n getting to play a game of cards with everyone. and HAHA SKFHSJCKSJDHDJS

oh they’re def watching a scary movie… look at the way they hold onto each other, i’m done 😭😭 if i redraw anything, it’s gonna be this first tbh.

i ran out of space for images again, but! the solver still being alive in uzi is so good, she’s gonna be a real pain in the ass… the implications this brings up is so fun to think about, ugh the possibility for spinoff series is crazy! i’ll be waiting with baited breath for more content from glitch, whatever it may be! i’ll be happy!

alright, this is probably the longest frickin post i’ve ever made. but god, did i love this show. i’m so grateful my friend got me into it, and i can’t wait to continue loving it, rewatching it and messing with my stories for as long as that’s gonna last.

thank you Murder Drones, Glitch, and Liam Vickers. now to waste money that i don’t have on merch!! 💫

[trollex-is-gay]

also flyod low key acting like a therapist/life coach for veerner was funny in 2 different ways.

Because 1. The man's got parent/big brother energy and was low key gentle parenting the two Betty spaghetti teens during his imprisonment

2. Said teenagers almost kill him and in some frame the man looked sad for their dramatic selfs. 100 percent after getting some of his own therapy and reconnecting with his siblings the man is gonna visit them in jail or something to check in on em.

I honestly kind feel bad for Velvet and Venner (And I say both of them for reasons I will elaborate on in this answer) because like. They did do some INCREDIBLY awful shit and they definitely should not have kidnapped and nearly killed Floyd just to get famous, but also they're teenagers. And I am very convinced that Velvet is not just like that to be like that. Sorry for the incoming rant but the fandom has NOT been giving Velvet any proper attention for the most part so I gotta step up to the plate for my girl. They imply that the two had decent parents and a very nice household to grow up in, but even then, Velvet could've been affected by some outside force. Or even an inside force! It could be a mental thing that has affected her, but it went completely unchecked because everyone assumed she was just an overemotional brat and her brother didn't want to stand up to anything she was doing or saying. NOW, of course that doesn't make a single thing she did okay, nothing of what she did was okay at all. I don't want anyone to think I'm excusing her actions. Especially not how she treated her brother. But what I'm saying is that there's maybe a reason for her behavior, because I don't think she's some fully evil person. She did include Veneer in the being famous act and gave him pretty much everything she got, so it seems like some tiny part of her still cared about him. She does need punishment for her actions (and so does Veneer, come on people he contributed no matter how sweet he is) and definitely needs to face what she did, but I'd hope they aren't giving the siblings a life sentence or something because what they did wasn't that far off from what the bergens were doing. Those guys were straight up eating trolls to get happy, and the trolls became cool with them eventually. I do like the idea of Floyd visiting the two. He's not over what they did (who would be?) but he has a connection with Veneer and when she'd finally calmed down and they'd gotten a grasp on whatever the heck made her act that way, I'd like to believe that Floyd would try and made a connection with Velvet. Maybe talk through some feelings during their very brief prison visits. He recognizes that they're still teenagers, they did horrible stuff, Velvet especially, but she's still an emotionally unstable teenager who needs some kind of help, and Veneer could use some of that help too. I mean they don't mention their parents beyond Veneer's one-off comment about their childhood, for all we know their parents could be out of the picture and these two are living on their own. Who's to say anyone was checking in on how they were doing when they weren't putting on fronts in public?

[iwoszareba]

so that diamond ‘thoughts abt your character’ thing. I enjoy writing the clown man so every KC I feel I have decent enough grasp on gets a hot take. 

we are going with Knave as a companion bc that's the easiest option

I'm so sorry if you did not want to hear from him, some of his opinions are real garbage @dujour13 @commander-lariel @turbulentpumpkin43 @silversiren1101 @lairiend @angrygoatwoman @dmagedgoods @offsidekineticist @vulpineix @desnas @cassynite @spyridonya @undyingembers

Siavash

He is disgustingly sweet. And you think to yourself 'I can be a responsible adult and cut my sugar intake' but then you see that cookie box on the table and what are you supposed to do? Not take one? Or two? Or a dozen? I hate him. He is fun.

Lariel

She just radiates fear seemingly unprompted? Someone should get that fixed. For the sake of the crusade or something. Don't look at me, I don't know how nor am I inclined to. If the decision was up to me I would release the storm inside her to see what happens.

Zrise

He is so sour! And angry! Trying to get respect by being the meanest dog in the neighbourhood. But his bite matches his bark so it's all fine. And hey, I'm an honest fellow of honest pleasures so he can bite me any time he wants.

Ariadne

She is a hoot! Not many things in this world more exciting than a good explosion. And she provides those in spades. Surprisingly she also seems to like me? The other shoe will drop eventually I'm sure but for now I can just enjoy what we have.

Mino

I know she has chaos at her core, you can see it leak sometimes and it's glorious. But instead of indulging in it, it's like she's made an oath to try to be boring at all costs. Do you think it's Regill's influence? Can boring rub off on another person? What a terrifying thought.

Agria

This lady is on fire! Metaphorically I mean, I think she may end up burning herself, also metaphorically. But I have to admit I do enjoy watching the flames go higher (metaphorically and literally) so I'm here for it. Look at her go!

Oleander

Don't tell him this, I don't want him to start thinking I'm a possible convert but if I reeeeeeeally had to choose a god to worship it would be Lamashtu. I like to think we monster types have an understanding. Even when he is being all nice like a freak.

Salvadore

I feel like I'm supposed to hate him and I kinda do. Angel man with a stick up his ass. But then he does something unexpected and it's like: woah! Where did that come from? I'm begging you to show me more. I'm at the edge of my seat.

Theoven

Such a funny little guy! Like a cart on the path to a disaster no matter which track he picks. Honestly that's plenty enjoyable. And he has so much emotion in him, he should let loose more often! I can hardly believe he is related to Regill of all people.

Luthais

What a wet blanket of a person. Could you give us a single emotion? No? Okaaaaay I can drag something out of you but I don't think you will like it! Seriously, he is a piece of work. I get that he is doomed by the narrative but he could at least try to be funny about it.

Taro

Have you ever met someone who looks at a wild beast and thinks they can turn it into a friendly critter? I think that's how they look at me and it's extremely funny. But I can play along for a little while, why not. Watch me be the freakiest little azata.

Sparrow

She is like a box locked in a box locked in a box locked… You get the idea. I don't know what's at her core and at this point I'm not sure it's worth the effort. I'm still gonna try to get her riled up whenever possible. What else is there to do?

Kadira

It's comforting to see someone who got fucked up by Areelu just as bad. I think she should get angrier about it but hey. Good for her for having a semblance of emotional stability. Or maybe it's just an act? It would be fun to see her spiral. I mean that affectionately.

Lenarius/Leonosa

Not only is he all prim and proper but he also does not get annoyed easily. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with her! I guess I have to try harder? Really backing me into a corner here. Sigh. Maybe I should just kick back and take it easy.

[redrawthecolorlessworld]

AleMantis AU where they deadass swap personalities I guess

fuck my life

also that stupid chin lift will haunt them both forever. it is like a canon event to them. it is like a traumatizing event to them. it has to be mentioned at every opportunity where they are together or else that won't be alemantis.

———

"Y'know, if I'm gonna have to be honest—both of them are weird."

Pupa's comment managed to make Pamolia raise an eyebrow at him. The two are seated in the living room, enjoying some nice hot chocolate. Pamolia decided to bring up the topic of Aleph—her math teacher—and Mantis—Pupa's supposed "old friend".

The butterfly duo has taken a notice to Mantis' undying feelings for Pupa, and at the same time, they also took notice of Aleph's sudden interest in Pupa.

"It's just...kinda odd to have two people fawning over you, I guess?" He added, before taking another sip of his hot chocolate. "And do you consider the feelings...mutual?" Pamolia asked. Pupa sighed.

"I don't know just yet. Just let time tell."

———

"Do you know who's the current leader of Modelista?"

"Sir Lario!"

"Is Aleph-0 really my name?"

"No, that zero is definitely added on for taste."

"Hah! My~ You've gotten smarter since the last time I saw you!"

"Shut the hell up!"

A clash between two men—involving questions being asked and answers being spouted out in response. Aleph's basically running out of questions to fool his current opponent. Meanwhile, Mantis stands across from him anxiously, waiting for whatever Aleph throws at him next, whilst fidgeting with his untied...well, tie.

Despite dressing up so messily, he still is someone with manners.

It's so much in contrast to how Aleph seems like the polite one here while still having the personality of a psychopath.

"When are you going to give up, Professor?" Mantis asked, a calm smile finally appearing on his face, replacing whatever annoyed look he was giving Aleph just a few seconds ago. He's calmed down now, and so, he'll face the other man with mere pride. The math teacher groaned, before forcing a grin. "Until I get you."

"Well...that's quite inefficient. I have manners to attend, so I can't be here for too long-" Before Mantis could end his sentence properly, Aleph quickly ran up to him and yanked him by his tie. Now trapped within the teacher's arms, Mantis could only try to force himself off.

"Hey! Get off! Let go of me!" The assassin shouted out in annoyance, trying his best to at least take a quick glance at the teacher. Aleph simply smirks—it's quite entertaining to see Mantis trying to squirm his way out of his grasp like this.

"I'd like to ask you one question—would you mind that, Mr. Assassin?" To that question, Mantis stops moving around, before turning his head slightly to at least glare at the math teacher. "What is it." His words didn't came out like a question, but more like a tired demand for Aleph to get on with it already.

Aleph laughs, before finally saying something. "Who are you to Pupa, exactly? I don't recall you ever knowing or mentioning him in the past, especially during those tutor sessions we had back then." He asks, and Mantis takes the time to arrange a proper answer.

After all, the Pupa he knew back then isn't even named Pupa.

"...An old friend." He then answers, a frown forming on his face afterwards. Aleph coo'ed at that, clearly interested in whatever past the two had together. "Were you both really just friends back then? Or was there something more between you two?" He asks again. Mantis groaned. "You don't need to know."

"Oh? Why so secretive about it? C'mon, c'mon~ Tell me, Mr. Assassin~"

"Just- shut up, you damned idiot...!"

With Aleph's teasing progressively getting worse each second, Mantis suddenly develops an urge to shut him up. But...how?

...

Ah.

He knows now.

Back then, during that one tutor session, Aleph had the audacity to lift up Mantis' chin so that he can focus on Aleph and Aleph only.

He feels like he needs to switch things around here.

"Hey- hey."

"—What?"

"I'm taller than you, haven't you noticed?"

"Oh? Hah, yeah, yeah. I've noticed. But it doesn't affect me whatsoever. Why would you—"

A quick chin lift is all that it took to silence Aleph entirely. He looks up, feeling his face heat up with each passing second. Mantis, on the other hand, is definitely getting more and more embarrassed the more he looks at the math teacher.

"...Uh."

"...Well...? What are you going to do? Um...kiss me?"

"......No......."

...

".....Yes."

———

"Okay. That's fucked up."

Destonio groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as he quickly stops watching whatever is reflected in the alternate universe screen. It's a feature in his hologram device that allows him to peer into—and even go into—alternate universes within Rhymix's sphere.

Destonio isn't that close with both Mantis and Aleph.

But by Amazing Mighty, it feels so wrong seeing their personalities swapped around like that!

"Maybe I should call it quits for today. I'm fucking exhausted." He muttered to himself, before quickly adding, "And I feel like I've lost enough braincells today." Destonio quickly hops onto his bed, before getting himself comfy underneath the covers.

"...I wonder..."

...

"What a reality where Fate and I swapped personalities would be like."

...

"...Definitely fucked up. I need to see what it's like tomorrow."

[dnangelic]

i just wanted to send some positive words your way and let you know that i absolutely adore the way you write both dark and daisuke. it's clear you put a lot of thought and love into both of them, and your posts have always brought a smile to my face. i'll never forget the shock i felt when your blog popped up in my recommended and, i was on call with my boyfriend at the time, he hears me go 'NO WAY, ARE YOU SERIOUS?' before i slapped the follow button LOL d.n.angel holds a special part of my early teenage years and your blog brings the warmth and nostalgia i felt all those years ago. i almost feel like that 14 year old again, giddy over a silly anime and kicking my feet with excitement every time i see your posts c: thank you for being such a joyous presence on my dash

YOOOO YOU FOUND ME FROM TUMBLR RECCS???? that's so funny... i always thought that thing was useless but i've been proven so wrong LMAO. I'M REAL THOUGH. I'M SO REAL!!! *DOES A JIG* I'M SO GLAD MY BLOG CAN MAKE YOU FEEL THAT WAY TOO 😭🤧PLEASE IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME. dnangel is such a weird series because it feels like everyone's at least -SEEN- or heard of it at least once but then it's still weirdly niche?? like there's not really anything for it esp anymore and nobody talks about it esp now that it's finally finished (manga-wise) after 30 some years but it's still like. most popular/easily recognized niche series ik off the top of my head JJGJKFKJ TYSM FOR UR COMPLIMENTS OVER MY PORTRAYAL TOO!!!

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[aseriesofunfortunatejan]

Honestly, I feel like for the purpose of Akudama Drive's overall narration, an Executioner who's a stronger mirror to Hoodlum would have been a good character to have.

This role could easily have been given to Junior, who does share such traits as "trying to make himself look tough when he's clearly a coward" (this is obvious from Brother's point of view scenes*) but the Junior we got is largely... lacking in actual flaws. (King of giving us nothing, as usual.)

*"Now I know that some cops are nice" scene not canon to me because sometimes Rokurou Ogaki makes mistakes

Whoever wrote the first draft for Hoodlum's "Personality" section on the Wiki used the phrase "if you can't beat them, join them." This is a good way to put it - and because of that, I believe Hoodlum is someone who could have easily joined the Execution Division if that had been in the cards for him.

Notably because later down the page, I used this sneak peek page of Hoodlum surrendering to the cop robots because he knows he can't beat them. Wouldn't something in his head have told him "it would be a good idea to join them instead?"

I think Hoodlum should stay a hoodlum. I don't think "it would have been better if he had been a cop" - he plays an important role as the character that he is. What I think is that he could have easily, with just some small differences, joined the Execution Division as it is presented to us narratively, and as such, an Executioner who mirrors him would be a great character.

An Executioner who joined the Execution Division not because they believe in their duty, but because they know that if they were against them, they would lose. They try and somehow succeed at passing for yet another proper Executioner but only really rely on their partner. If their partner dies, their next partner might be a new challenge to use and cause a great change in how they have to behave if they want to survive.

This role could also have been given to Pupil, who already has parallels to Hoodlum - largely the partner death thing - but maybe the parallels would have been a bit much at that point. We don't know Pupil's intentions as an Executioner, but we know she actually believes in her line of duty, and that's why she's in for a shock - she's not at all a character like I'm describing in this regard.

Because the greater narrative of Akudama Drive is about revealing the Execution Division's wrongdoings and weaknesses, I feel like such a character would play a great role - if Master used his role as an Executioner for the thrill of fighting, this would be another Executioner who "misuses" the Execution Division. In order to give themselves a better place in society, in order to be safe, they don't hesitate to follow orders to kill blindly, not because they think it's right, but out of a selfish, misled sense of survival. In that, they wouldn't be that dissimilar to an Akudama... or a fraud.

I honestly feel like Junior could have been characterised this way. Keep the cowardice and awkwardly trying to make himself look tough - add an obvious habit of knowingly hiding behind Pupil because he actually doesn't intend on fighting. To mix up my idea with Junior's canon characterisation - keep his innocence. Scrap the "partner who dies" idea and keep him a noob. Despite his cowardly intentions, he actually does get caught by Doctor easily, he actually does get shot by the little girl easily, because he didn't realise the serious implications of this line of work; he thought he could just play it safe forever, but he also didn't have a good grasp of what is unsafe when you're an Executioner. When he thankfully survives in the Director's Cut, these experiences lead him to grow and make do with his situation, especially aided by Pupil's growth.

But it's fine, I also like the real Junior. He's cute.

[clever-fox-studios]

After Upgrades (long read)

"I think this is the record for longest repair I've ever had--assuming I count the waiting time for them to trust me enough to do it. But... it was completely worth it. Yeah, it was a bit annoying at first, but... I couldn't blame them for being afraid.

"Initially I had only done the major repairs and let them charge, whatever it took to get them functional and online so I could run a proper diagnostic... But, unsurprisingly, as soon as they were up and about, they scattered. The pink one--I've named her Twii--watched the entire time I repaired the other--who I dubbed Laa because I'm just so creative--just out of easy reach but never out of sight; once Laa was online and charged, they were both happy to see each other. They chirped and chittered right until I made a sound and Laa noticed me in the room.

"She took off and startled Twii, who also bolted into the clutter somewhere. For a while, I thought maybe they'd ran off entirely because I didn't see them while looking around--but after a little bit I started noticing little pink and purple blurs in corners or in the corner of my eye. I think it started as genuine fear and mistrust, but it slowly started to feel like a game almost. If I thought I saw them, I would go look, only for them to be gone; sometimes the patter of tiny feet in the ceiling, or a thump of bumping into something in the next room, would tell me they were around. I left the charging dock plugged in for them and stayed out of that room for a while.

"Weeks of this, and I finally got a goof look at them. They stayed visible once caught before scurrying--though Laa would give me a dirty look when she did. Unsurprisingly, it was Twii who made first contact, about a month into this bizarre trust exercise. I have my routine, and they undoubtedly knew it well by then, knowing when I was working and when I had to eat or where I relaxed. Twii came out while I was reading and tugged on my hair.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't startled, but the little giggle as I saw a pink blur zip onto my bookshelf let me know it wasn't anything to worry about. I saw her peeking out at me from the books, probably seeing if I would come after her. I didn't. Laa was there as well, behind her, and gave her a swat like she wasn't supposed to to that.

"But then Laa started staying out more. She wouldn't make contact, but I saw her sitting on my desk, watching. They really like the loft, probably because it's calm and full of hiding places--I like it too, especially when it rains and the roof makes that nice sound and there's not leaks to worry about. If I looked at her, she'd glare at me, and any motion at all that made her think I was going to touch her made her jump or run off for the day. I absolutely believe she's afraid of contact due to how she was broken.

"Thinking back on it is odd now; I never considered that I was lonely before now. For all their worth, it's not like Rukbat and Aquila are very good at conversation. They aren't made to be, but I'd be remiss to not grasp my lack of interaction as a possible deficit in my well-being. I know they understand me to the degree their system was designed to, but seeing now that they are, for all intents and purposes, animals, while the twins, despite being animal-like in their behaviors, display obvious levels of intelligence that make them very different from Ruk and Quila. Watching them interact and even slowly respond to me when I said something felt... good but also painful.

"I mean, it's been.... years now.

"The house has gotten much... warmer with the little ones running around, hiding things, chirping and reminding me someone is there. They've become a schedule keeper of sorts, peeping or running around at the same time to remind me to eat or check something.

"Even so, it didn't prepare me for the first time they let me touch them. Twii first approached me at my desk, crawling right over my notes to rub into my hand; she curled up and took a nap right there while I was reading, using my hand as a bed. Honestly, I think I almost cried--had to stop myself from making noise while losing my damn mind. Definitely didn't get any work done.

"After that, Twii stayed near me more often, and had been for a few days; Laa kept watching from a distance, sometimes chirping at her sister, other times leaving the room after confirming I wasn't doing anything wrong. It was a time Twii wasn't with me that Laa finally took that step; I was watching something or other--don't ask me what, the signal out here is trash--when I saw movement on the seat. I'd thought Twii had come over and tapped my lap for her, but the one who crawled up was Laa. She nestled onto my thigh like she'd always done that and fell right to sleep.

"I actually did cry that time; it was short-lived though. I touched her with my finger and she woke up, grabbed me and whacked my hand like she was fighting for her life and took off, giving me a dirty look from the end table. I apologized, but she didn't come back that night; I did, however, see her more and more as she seemed to be reading over my shoulder or waiting for me at my seat in the relaxing room.

"All of this leading up to nearly three months of them getting comfortable with me enough that when I offered to give them a proper fix, as they were still scratched and worn out in places, they agreed to it. I'd gathered the parts and material ages ago and had it all ready, and with how small and simple Stardusts were, it wouldn't take long at all to actually do. Four hours later, they were squeaky clean and like new, fully patched into my signal tower and renamed in their personal systems; whoever their original owner was had already been wiped from them, so it was easy to add my information to them without needing to reset them.

"Once they were online... Genuinely, I wasn't prepared. They jumped at me and rubbed my face like they trying to push through me. I haven't felt that happy in... a long time.

"If I find out whoever dumped them, I'm going to have some words for them. After I wrench them in the head."

--Jenn

[withbitterness]

whoa! SHERRI LOWE just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for 13 YEARS, working as a/an BROADWAY ACTRESS / SINGING WAITRESS AT STARDUST. that can’t be easy, especially at only 31 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit RUTHLESS and DEFENSIVE, but I know them to be DRIVEN and PASSIONATE. whatever. I guess I’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to BRONX!

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name: sherri lowe

birthday: november 2, 1992 (31, scorpio!)

birthplace: greenwood, delaware

current residence: bronx, park place suites

gender: cis woman // she/her

orientation: closeted bisexual

occupation: singing waitress at stardust / broadway star (in the making)

vocal type: mezzo-soprano (vc: taylor louderman)

face: carlson young

tw: foster care, drug addiction, abandonment, repressed sexuality

from the mun: hi guys! I go by jess, I'm 26, she/her, in the EST timezone, and I’m really excited to be here! I’ll post a plot call on discord later, but I cannot wait to plot and write with you all! If there are any tumblr-only friends who want to plot but not on discord, feel free to drop a emoji as a reply to this intro and I'll reach out to you to plot!

delaware (1992-2010).

born and raised in a small town in delaware with an absentee father and a struggling addict of a mother. desperate, broke, and thoroughly addicted, at six, sherri’s mother put sherri in foster care. promises were made to return when wealth and sobriety were secured. they were not kept. 

relatively stable foster care placements moving forward. stayed with a successful yet young single woman til the age of 13, when she was placed back in the system after her foster mother got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity out of the country and took it. placed with middle aged couple after that til she graduated. they were nice. warm. enough.  

the trauma caked into her home life issues were never really dealt with by sherri. she found an outlet for it instead: theatre. she fell in love with movie musicals at an early age, but her love only grew when she started performing in stage productions. she eventually developed a goal: to be a star on broadway. and that goal became her driving factor.

deal with the trauma of having a problematic mother you loved give you up? nah, work your ass off to get the starring role in your school’s spring musical. deal with the fact that your second mother figure also left you behind instead of adopting you and taking you along with her on her travel opportunity? why do that when she had after school jobs to get done if she wanted to get anywhere after graduation! 

sherri hustled her way through life, focusing on her goal and her future career while everything else fell to the wayside. sure, she had friends and boyfriends and went to parties and the like, but that was always secondary to her main focus. theatre came first.

new york. (2010—2023)

by the time graduation came around, sherri had landed a shitty nyc job, booked a shitty apartment in queens, and had bid her foster parents goodbye. sherri threw herself into her work, positive her raw talent, looks, and hustle would get her to her dream in no time.

that didn’t happen.

for the next decade, sherri found herself in a cycle of either being unemployed or only landing ensemble and supporting roles in off-off broadway, off-broadway, and broadway shows. (full run down listed in her timeline & credits!) to make it more insulting, it wasn’t a linear cycle. she could go from a supporting role in a broadway show to an ensemble position in an off-broadway one to being unemployed (on stage) for years! the unconditional attention that thrilled her when she was her hometown’s star and sure to get leads only provided to make her more jealous and desperate when faced with equal competition. a lead role on a proper broadway stage seemed to be more and more out of her grasp.

in 2021, though, she thought she had made a big break. a new revival of rodgers and hammerstein's cinderella was coming to broadway. and sherri - when auditioning for the role of ella - ended up getting cast as ella’s understudy along with cast as a swing for a stepsister. this was the closest she’d been to getting on broadway as a lead, and she nearly burst with excitement at her prospects. granted, getting understudy wasn’t choice, but sherri figured that she’d likely get the lead when the star’s limited contract was up, and she’d probably get to star a few times when the star got sick or needed vocal rest or what have you - she could be patient. she’d waited this long.

she never got promoted. the show only ran for a year, leaving sherri to watch this ONE star have the health of a fucking horse from the sidelines. sure, once a week on wednesdays she took the lead so the lead actress could get vocal rest along with the occasional weekend matinee performance, and she was put in for the stepsister role frequently enough, but thats shit compared to being a proper lead.

when the show closed, she returned to broadway unemployment (and a waitress lifestyle) once again, brewing in bitterness and also Sexual Angst because of an event that occurred between the lead and sherri at the show’s cast party (see wanted connection: The Cinderella Incident). sherri was on a bitter, biting warpath with everyone she came into contact with for the next month.

recent developments (2023—).

she found work again at the start of this year in a limited run of an off-off broadway play called “out of gas on lovers leap,” in which she played one of the two leads, myst. sherri was at a low. she loved the play and could relate to her character, but hated the step down it was for her in status. the show itself only ran for a measly five months. 

meanwhile, she went back to work at her usual waitress gig. when she was not working on stage or screen, she worked as a waitress at a fictional diner called Stardust, based on Ellen’s Stardust, it paid well and she got to sing to audiences all day, so she dealt with the tackiness of it all. 

personality.

+ driven, daring, blunt, adventurous, passionate, independent, kind

- jaundiced, ruthless, desperate, selfish, competitive, vain, biting

stray inspirations.

aspirations: sharpay evans (hsm), tonya harding (i,tonya), robin scherbatsky (himym), rachel berry (glee).

insecurities: olivia mossbacher (the white lotus), lizzie saltzman (legacies), lauren cooper (faking it),  bonnie plunkett (mom).

sexuality: petra solano (jane the virgin), nina sayers (black swan) quinn fabray (glee).

other: alexis rose (schitt's creek - elitism/social life),

common themes.

second choice. sherri has a thing about being second choice. think the attitudes of caroline forbes or (better) lizzie saltzman towards their counterparts of elena gilbert and hope mikaelson, but not as blatant or vocal about it. her insecurities stem from her mother, who massively fucked her over by raising her for six years before giving her away. it was a fatal blow to her image of her self worth and self esteem (”why wasn’t I enough?”), that was only exacerbated by her first foster mother also giving her up, as well as her constant failures at earning roles of rank in her career. this has also led her to develop a need for attention, probably one reason why stardom appealed to her so much.

repression. because of her lackings in her professional and familial life, she has controlled her romantic life with an iron fist, but like, a chill iron fist, because her social and romantic life has always been on the back burner. however, every development in her romantic life has been controlled. when her friends started getting boyfriends in middle school, she picked one up with ease. when they started having sex in high school, so did she. because she did not care about this arena in her life, she had no doubts or fears in navigating it. she found picking up the (to her, limited) nuances of men to be easy, and thus never stressed in this arena. her romantic life was easy. until it wasn’t. during her time in new york, sherri experienced something of a sexual awakening with a woman that scared her shitless at the absolute chaos it would bring down on her life (see: The Cinderella Incident WC). it's not internalized homophobia, but rather a severe fear of a loss of control. the circumstances around her sexual awakening have allowed her to write it off, and her own need for control and simplicity in one area of her life has enabled her to return to the status quo (re: heterosexuality), and not acknowledge this at all.

envy. generally, sherri appears quite confident. in reality, she is! at least, until she sees someone do something better than she does, or earn something she wanted, or have something she doesn’t but thinks she should have. then the envy kicks in. she can feel this envy towards people she considers below her in status or above her, and in both instances these feels are accompanied by acts of pettiness and feeling the need to prove herself. also, if possible, her trying to take said object of envy for herself. consider olivia in the white lotus, trying to steal kai away when she finds out paula is secretly hooking up with him. that’s sherri; she’d do that if given the opportunity. she’s the desperate sort, lowkey, and when coupled with her envy and the sinking sense of her own failures, she’s willing to do just about anything to further her career or prove (to herself?) that she can succeed somewhere.

obsessed artist. at a young age sherri set her sights on greatness through theatre and she has spent her life working towards this goal. it stands above all else. in her craft, she aims for excellence. she’s a workaholic. she’s career-oriented. she has and will continue to put work above all else, and in a way this is her detriment. socially, she has made no real connections because she was always willing to throw it away if an opportunity arises to better her career. additionally, it is relevant to note that comparatively, sherri is successful. compared to others trying to break it on broadway, sherri has made it. it took her a couple years, but once she started booking shows, she’s been booked and busy (sans two one year gaps of nothing, rip). she’s been on the broadway stage as a member of the principal cast, she’s starred and performed on a number of different stages of different rank. she has played opposite of big names, is mutuals with them on social media - even now, she’s set to lead a new children's television show. other people in her position would be happy with the success they’ve had. but to sherri, it’s all a failure. her goal is to star in a broadway musical as the lead, and until that happens, all her other work is moot. 

lastly, to combine the previous two themes, I do think it is important to note that sherri does have a capability for cruelty. sherri was initially created for a secrets rp where her character was based on inspiration I took from I, Tonya. in this scenario, sherri accidently-on-purpose caused her Cinderella lead to trip and injure herself while under the influence, to the point that her co-star suffered temporary injuries she blamed herself for that took her out of the rest of the show’s run, leaving sherri to fill in full time. in this scenario, sherri would have grappled with the thrill and validation of fame and the knowledge that she had to reach new lows to experience her current highs, all while unwittingly navigating a closeted crush. she’s been reworked since then to emphasize the sexuality dilemma and minimize the cruelty, but it is in her original DNA that when desperate enough and obsessive enough on a single goal, sherri can impulsively do something heinous.  

wanted plots. 

sherri has lived in nyc for the last 13 years, so she has space for tons of connections! I have both a wanted connections tag and a page (that I poured a lot of energy into so pls give it a look 😅 👉👈), and I'm open to any and all connections for her! wanted plots page. & wanted tag.

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[drev-the-procrastinator]

I followed you here from your hands, grasping fic on AO3 and was hoping you could please point me to the additional context that you mentioned. Thanks so much! - Jagodzianka on AO3

P.S. I also wanted to thank you for commenting on some of my fics a while back. Rereading your comments absolutely helped me get through some writer's block and l am incredibly grateful!

Aaaaaa my goodness! First of all THANK YOU SO MUCH for the lovely comment you left on the fic!! That and this ask were so nice to wake up to!! Especially when they're coming from such a talented and amazing writer as yourself!! I'm really glad my comments were helpful, and let me tell you every word of praise was very much deserved uvu But oh yeah of course! Though it's less "point to" and more "tell you right here" because thus far the context has just been living in my google docs :D So it happens directly before the fic itself, because what happened was I came up with one scene, but then for some unfathomable reason when I wrote it down I only wrote what hands, grasping has?? And not this?? Instead I wrote this later, and by then the fic itself was already in a whole different style, and it was a whole mess. But yeah, here it is! (It's from the google doc so sorry for the lack of proper punctuation!) _

Further context: maybe a couple of days after they go through the portal in thanks to them, the group’s looking for something, someone, anything, and have made their way to the head, or whatever remains of it now. perhaps a part of the place they were exploring collapses and luz and hunter are separated from the rest.

they try to find a way back to the others, but something happens - maybe it’s some sort of beast that tries to attack them, maybe it’s a trap belos had set to keep unwelcome visitors from his portal that’s somehow remained intact, idk, but there’s a moment where, be it a fight or a trap, hunter takes a hit heading for luz and while she neutralizes whatever caused it, he’s kinda. flung over to a fun little cliff that’s the edge of a chasm that had appeared when the collector was remodeling the place, and luz just barely manages to grab his hand as his grip on the edge fails, and thus where we’re at now

"It… it can't hold us both." his breaths are not fast and panicked - he is making a visible effort to keep them even, but the terror is otherwise crystal clear. his voice shakes as he speaks. she sees him observe the strained vines gripping her legs; the cliff she can feel crumbling beneath her. there's an underlying note of something like resignation in his voice. she doesn't get it, until his eyes flicker to her hands gripping his and back to her and then she does.

"N-no", she says, commands almost, like by just saying it she could will it into existence and banish that thought out of his head. she doesn't have the strength to try to pull them up anymore - she can only hold on. her eyes burn. "But- but what about Flapjack? He saved your life for a reason! You can't just… give up!"

"Maybe it was for this reason", he says, his voice somehow so small and his eyes wide and afraid, chest heaving with shallow breaths, and in that moment all she wants is to hug him because he looks so young-

and he has the gall to, for just a split second, smile a trembling smile even through the terror, as though he was fine with it, as though giving his life for someone just like that was a victory, and the words are almost even as he swallows and says: "If it was, I'm… I’m glad."

(but then - the mindscape, the countless cracked masks - maybe to him it was, to one made to be used and to die and to be replaced, maybe it was a victory to die for something he chose himself, something that mattered, for someone important to him—)

(all that the fear in his eyes, the shallow breaths, the tremble in his smile, the way his hands desperately grip hers, white from the pressure, fingers digging into her skin, all of it screams I WANT TO LIVE—)

a horrible crack echoes throughout the cavern and dust rains down. his eyes flit away, to whatever cracks have appeared into the rock, but she can't bring herself to look away from his face. it blurs behind a stinging film of tears. _

And then hands, grasping follows directly from here. There is also a little bit of what happens after, but I won't add it here, it's long enough as is ajdsafas. Please don't hesitate to ask more about it though, I love talking about my fics haha.

Thank you for the comment, the ask, and I hope you enjoyed! :)

[icharchivist]

You know what, I'm glad they use the extended time of the "Remake" (because it's not a remake, you know what I mean, you get me) to develop the characters and their relationships more

Of course it sucks if they miss and miss hard, but as long as the highs are high, I'm happy for you <3

THANKS <333

And yEAH honestly

like, they extended the game a lot and i'm glad when those are for characters' studies. When they really want to spend more time with the characters so that their development feels here and earned, and you really feel how close they become. For all the way the game isn't a straight remake, it really manages to highlight the big points of each characters' journeys and give a thoughtful build up in between.

There's also sometimes where they add stuff, like Tifa feeling conflicted about what they're doing is not really in the OG, at least not at this point, but it works, it plays on what we know of her personality as well, so it's nice they expended on that. Or even actual backstories and characters for Jessie Bigg and Wedge helps a lot also building their point.

I've seen them fumble some characters later on, but at least the straight extentions that exists out of it being a remake, are generally pretty interesting

the problem is really the whole plotline that makes it "not a remake", once you see it you can't stop seeing it Sephiroth shouldn't be there, and i hate how many scenes that are touching gets interrupted bc of that. (Aerith and Cloud's first meeting, that is genuinely charming in the original, being made almost entierely about the Specters and Sephiroth is one of my villain origin story, they didn't need to do that like holy shit dude.)

and i do think the remake is a lot less subtle than the OG on points that *are there* but are kept lowkey for a reason in the OG. Like Cloud being mentally unstable, which is far more focused on in the remake (+ his new visions from the future), is kept more lowkey in the main game in a way that gradually gets worse in worse -- the first time Cloud blacks out you're like huh. that's weird. anyway. And then the more it happens the more worried you get. But i think the Remake, with all the flash effects and adding more triggers than Cloud had eend up lampshading it too much. And also he shouldn't have visions from the future but yaknow.

The remake also goes a little too hard to really show just how much Shinra is making things worse to make Avalanche seem bad, while also constantly undercutting the branch we're in by saying we're not as radical as the other branches. It's hinted at in the Original game, but since you're limited to Cloud's perspective (which itself is unreliable), you don't actually see, like in the remake, Shinra make things worse on purpose. and it kinda bugs me because this ambiguity is the core of a character conflict between Barret and Cait Sith later on, which personally i find really interesting. But considering they're also NOT subtle about Cait Sith in the remake the whole thing feels handled in a very bizarre manner.

Personally i think the Propaganda machine in the OG being this uncertain, also reflects ultimately Cloud losing grasps on reality as well. When you only have the infos Cloud really has, everything can be questioned, and in a sense the propaganda lying ends up being in this same nebulous area that, say, Sephiroth's later manipulation will be, of taking the truth and just twisting it just enough that you end up doubting yourself about it. Aka "the game is working hard to gaslighting you as well as it gaslight Cloud". And i feel that by lampshading it because it comes with the "not remake" angle of "well you know what's up with Cloud anyway so let's just show you more", you lose a big part of the plotline.

and maybe i'm just a purist but i think we would need proper discussion on how propaganda have you question your own grasp on reality more now than we did in 1997, but what can i say.

I ended up complaining while i was being positive for once Nooooo

So yeah i mean, the game has a lot of good strength especially if you're a fan of the OG because it does give deep dives where it's needed. It's just wild that the "bad" stuff are just also stuff that feels so disconnected from the original game as well.

But i AM having fun and i do feel a lot of feelies over how i love and care for those characters.

so at least it's nice <3

[tentacledtherapist]

Lisa,

I love hearing about your new project. I do hope you'll post photos! I would personally go with "I'll love you forever." (It is also my favorite quote so I am a little biased!)

I am unsurpised we both enjoy campy movies, would we be here if we didn't? It's funny, I've been attending RHPS since my 13th birthday. That is probably what really got me into horror and camp and things like that.

I'm curious what your 'canon' is like, what your thoughts and theories about the end of our story is, etc, etc.

- Creature

P.s.: Sorry if responses are sparse this week!

please don't worry about not being able to talk much! it's not like i'm owed your time or anything. i'm happy to read your 'letters' whenever they get to me :)

i think it was also rocky horror that got me into camp and horror fully? but i've been listening to hair metal/glam rock for a long long time, and there's a lot of elements of camp in that too. twisted sister's whole schtick was a gateway drug, i think. i hadn't been to a midnight screening until just last year though, since finding a theater near me that actually put on proper screenings was near impossible

i'll for sure be posting photos of the project as i make progress on it. and thanks for the input on the quote! i agree, it's kinda my favorite quote of the bunch, but i think i held out on actually deciding on it 'cause it feels less like a "merch tagline"? but that actually will probably make it better, since it's my own personal project. as soon as my craft store has the bright pink embroidery thread i need back in stock, my work will begin

as for my 'canon'... unfortunately, what i remember is mostly little snippets of moments that are shown in the source. one of those moments i remember most vividly is when creature first played the piano? up until that point he was mostly just a... concept to me? i cared about him, sure, but there was this sort of... disconnect. like the care you have for a pet, i guess. and that feels really bad to say, but i had spent a long time, months, just spending time with his gravestone and thinking of him as an abstract concept? he still kinda was once he came back. but i distinctly remember the feeling of. realization, i guess. where creature really became a person. he always was, of course, i was just a little blind at the time. that's definitely the moment where i started to fall in love with him too, even if it took me still longer to really get there intellectually.

i do remember little glimpses of moments from before, too. grass and mud stains on my jeans cause i was working on homework or a poem at bachelor's after it rained and forgot to bring a blanket to sit on. i remember brushing my teeth and washing my pj's like 5 times the morning after creature first showed up cause i couldn't get the smell out of my mouth or out of the cloth. i think i threw those pj's away, actually. i remember being hugged. creech always hugged so tight, like it was the last time he could ever hug anyone? it was nice

i try not to remember the actual moment of death, and i don't know anything that happened between death and rebirth, really. but after coming back it was. kinda rough. better cause i had someone to help me through it. it's another one of those 'i remember vague snippets and feelings' things. but i remember that my eyes were shot for a bit, i think they got. replaced. somehow. i never really got my depth perception back 100% though. i remember the feeling of missing taffy? i loved my sister, but logically it makes sense to not see her cause the whole 'corpse' thing would've done way more harm than good

i wish i remembered more things solidly, but finding these memories is almost always like trying to remember a dream the next morning, ya know?

what do you remember from your 'canon', etc etc? i hope you have an easier time remembering things, 'cause my way of grasping at straws to remember things kinda blows

- Lisa

[papermatisse]

sandbox || J.CM (VI)

♘ pairing: gamer!changmin x f!gamer!reader

♘ genre: semi-smau, fluff, crack

♘ word count: 1.2k

♘ warnings: none

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"Can you hear me?" Changmin's voice came through her headphones, prompting a smile onto her face, whether it be from him himself or the matter surrounding their rendezvous.

"Yes, can you hear me?"

"Yep!"

"Discords on invisible?"

"Yes. Your Steam offline?"

"Yes."

Laughter ensued between the two, the same adrenaline as hiding your DS under the pillow at night when mom would walk in. Or instead in this case, secretly practicing Gang Beasts under the noses of your colleagues. Nestled safely in their very own little server, put together haphazardly and away from the likes of the others.

It was childish, to actually plan ahead as such, to personally practice a game just to beat someone at it. Though this someone was Sunwoo, so in a way, it felt like their efforts, no matter how extreme they seemed, were nevertheless valid. (y/n) had to bite the inside of her cheeks just to quell the giggle threatening to slip out at the thought of Sunwoo groveling by the end of the week, complaints ceaselessly sounding through as he ate his words. What a blissful image.

"This is so stupid, but also so funny." She voiced her thoughts aloud as she accepted his invite, the two of them taking a moment to design their avatars as they pleased before commencing the rigorous training session.

"I know." Changmin muttered, getting far too absorbed in the aesthetic of his amorphous character. "I've never done this before. I'm either naturally good at the games I play, or I just accept my fate and suck at it."

"Me too!" She exclaimed, finishing off her character with a pirate hat. "Hopefully we're just inherent masters at Gang Beasts."

"If not, we're going to be practicing day in and day out until we are." She snickered, watching him tweak the final details of his avatar. "You're okay with that, right?"

"Of course."

The answer came to her easily, something she didn't even have to think twice about. And it felt comforting. To not be so absorbed in one's head. To not stir over every little aspect of something, overanalyzing to the point of mental exhaustion. Being with Changmin somehow just naturally felt like a vacation from all that worrying. From all of those thoughts that threatened to distort her sanity.

It was nice. Being with Changmin felt nice.

This proved itself true even more so as they had initiated their first match, collapsing onto the roof of a building.

Immediately, she had grown wary, the mechanics of the game feeling near foreign compared to the other ones she's played. Changmin began immediately spewing out directions, guiding her through it all as he himself began rediscovering everything.

"So by theory," She began, "if I press this and this together next to you, I should be able to lift you in the air."

"I think so."

"Okay." She jogged over to him carefully situating her character in front of his. Changmin stared blankly at her, his glowing white eyes penetrating her poor avatar as she struggled to maneuver herself accordingly. Though while his character remained as stoic as ever, Changmin softly snickered, watching her struggle with glee until she finally deemed herself at a proper point. "I have to be at an optimal grabbing position, I won't do this in every match."

"I understand, take your time."

It had grown quiet in their voice channel as she mentally rehearsed the series of buttons needed, and when she had concluded she was ready, she immediately jumped in, ready to grasp at his character as had been instructed.

Though instead, she discovered an entirely new function of their character model as her avatar all but leapt into the air, diving forward and headbutting Changmin before the two collapsed onto the ground, unconscious. Not even a second later, they burst into laughter, falling into their chairs as they attempted to regain their semblance.

"All of that anticipation, just for that." He wheezed out, already feeling tears seep from his eyes.

"I panicked! I think I pressed all the wrong buttons."

Her character was the first to stand back up, Changmin still bearing the consequences of her sudden aerial attack unto him. Quickly, laughs still bubbling out of her, she snagged her controller, situating herself above his person and grasping him properly. Changmin's gasp broke through his waning chuckles, screaming in either surprise or support as she began carrying his unmoving body to the edge of the building, tossing him over before standing triumphantly over the scene.

"You did it!"

"I did it!"

"Okay, now let's figure out how you did that first move. I need it for future reference."

This carried on for hours on end, the two slowly but surely getting the hang of the game. They had played through every map by the time her first yawn broke through. It had seemingly passed her unnoticed, though Changmin seemed to stop everything as he heard her through his headphones. He glanced down at his phone, eyes widening as the white numbers reading 02:34 appeared on the screen.

"I think we should head to bed now, (y/n)," he noted, looking at his screen as (y/n)'s character tripped and fell off the moving trucks, thrashing about on the street as the vehicles ran over her body.

"Why, is it late?" She too looked at the time on her phone, gasping at how late it had become without her knowing. "Oh wow, okay."

"Time flies when you're having fun." Changmin began begrudgingly exiting from the game, pouting to himself as the discord screen popped up with his voice channel still active.

"It does, it does."

It grew quiet between them, though it wasn't uncomfortable. A relaxing silence, as if taking a breather from the hectic hours of gaming they just finished. It was nice, knowing someone was there on the other side of the screen, as if the two were in the same room themselves.

As if he could almost feel her resting beside him, this serene calm settling over the two whilst they reclined.

Changmin didn't want it to end. He didn't want to leave.

He knew it was late. He knew she was bound to be tired.

He knew he was greedy for wanting so desperately to keep playing with her. To keep running around countless maps, laughing and screaming with joy until the sun rose.

He didn't want her to go. If she left, the next time he'd see her would be with the others. He wanted her to himself. He wanted this again.

"I'm not… confident we can beat Sunwoo yet." He whispered. "I think we need more practice."

"Sounds good." She replied, another yawn slipping through as she spone. "Is tomorrow okay for you? Same time?"

"Yeah, that's good for me." Changmin sat up, a smile stretching across his face as the two agreed on their next meeting.

He felt lighter afterwards, having the strength to wish her a good night before logging off for the night. Because he'd see her again tomorrow.

And already, he could tell he was still going to need more practice after tomorrow's session as well.

♘ (a/n): gang beasts is a fun game, do recommend playing if you have friends to play w (which I don't ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽)

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Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader fanfic idea (Part 2)

So here we are, Incel!Shinsou is back and this time with a bit of growth that he needs to make independently (While thinking about the reader of course. Thank you so much to @blossominglark for sending in such a lovely message! Also here you can find a small explanation as to why i even started the Incel!Shinsou series.)

"I think I want you. I think you're bad. I think you're good, it's like the love I never had. I think I need you. Oh God, it's true. I think I'm falling and there's nothing I can do" - Beetlejuice Chill by Life After Youth

Part 1: Incel! Shinsou x F!Reader

Part 3: Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader (1/2)

How difficult could it be? To forget that you ever existed... thats what's haunting Shinsou ever since the conversation you two had a few days ago. He cant seem to focus anymore, everything just reeks of you. (His own bedroom where you two would sit on the floor and work on your project together. You would laugh at something that came on the television, every time resulting in his face heating up and heart beating harder at the sound, the beautiful sound, of your laughter. It doesn't feel the same anymore. He cant sit or sleep there anymore.) Shinsou starts speaking with Aizawa more, to be honest its not like Aizawa gave him that much of a choice. He needed to understand what was happening with his son and you in order to help or bring some constructive input.

Shinsou goes on and on about how he mocked you to his "friends". When questioned on his "friends" he said that they were all telling him that you needed to be taught how to be a "proper woman" the "perfect girl for them".

("Hitoshi what-...why would you...?"

"I don't know! It made sense when i was young and- i... i dont understand how or why and...please just- help me i dont understand!"

"It's ok, it's ok, come here." Aizawa hugs Shinsou tightly. He starts running his hand over Shinsou's hair comforting him.

"What did you show them? What did you tell them about...her, exactly?") A mess of tears and regrets, thats what Shinsou is. A puddle which he somehow drowned you in out of a bitter rage that had nothing to do with you.

Aizawa finally holding a grasp as to how Shinsou's mind worked, he couldn't help but feel defeated. He neglected his son so much he became bitter and resentful towards the wrong people, the wrong person. (Aizawa only ever told Shinsou that his mother moved away from them because it was "too much for her". Young Shinsou couldn't grasp why his mom would leave him, but again he never really asked questions since he saw how upset it made his dad. "Dont worry Hitoshi, ill be here for you no matter what. Got it, problem child?") An intervention needs to be made now. To prevent even more damage, to keep his son safe and his sons ex-friend safe.

"Hitoshi? The posts and things you put online, you need to delete everything now." Urgency was a must, damage control needed to happen now. Who knows if Shinsou wrote about where he lived, where you lived and studied at, if he showed those "friends" of his your face. Who knows how much information he put out there to a bunch of strangers about you. "Ok, ok. Let me delete everything...yeah...thats-yeah...makes sense." He's slipping, Shinsou is slipping into a pit of shock and disgust, he needs to fix things and that only starts by wiping away years of miss informed opinions disguised as truths.

Everything is gone. No more accounts. No more pictures. No more you. He didn't make any announcements or even address why he was wiping everything. He didn't answer the piles of questions flooding his inbox about why he was doing all of this, he just didn't care anymore. He couldn't find you either. No account on any platform with any signs of you. (He should have asked for your socials, but knowing where you two started off at he thinks its better that you two didn't. It saved you from his incessant torment he saw himself being capable of.)

Week one came and went. You didn't show up for classes and people started to take notice.

"Does anyone know why y/n isn't at school anymore? Is she sick?" Midoriya asked one day. Everyone kind of just looked at each other hoping that someone might have an answer. Be it that no one other then Shinsou was in the same class as you, everyone in his friend group knew about you since you where always nice despite the way you presented clothing wise. (The clothing didn't matter nor did the labels, you were still so welcoming to everyone. Hell, you even welcomed Monoma and that guy is considered psycho by everyone.) Shinsou couldn't do anything but listen to his friends (Midoriya, Shoto, Denki, Mina, Iida, and Ururaka) go on about how nice you were. How they miss you. He misses you . He ruined this, he ruined your school experience and pushed you to lose the friends you had because of his own ignorance. He forced you to choice between showing up to school and dealing with him or not coming in at all and losing the friends you had because of him.

The Sports Festival was coming up soon, here all the students would compete against each other to show off their skills. The Festival acts more as an opportunity for the different Courses to fight each other since its focus centers on the physical strength and wellbeing of the students instead of their study of focus. It also helps with publicity by letting UA show off their students to the general public. (Shinsou didn't understand why the school would have a Sports Festival. UA was better known for being STEM and Art focused which meant that many of the students only had to take 1 year of P.E. instead of the 3 years other schools required.

"So again, what's the purpose of this?"

"Its just a chance for the different Courses to bully each other, and for the General Course to get mocked." responded Togeike. Be it that she never spent time with Shinsou, they both had a mutual attitude and just stayed away from each other out of disinterest. It wasn't after Shinsou's personality changed did she feel more comfortable being around him and started speaking to him casually throughout the day.

"So what does the Business Course do during-"

"Hey, didn't you and y/n work on that project together?" This caught Shinsou of guard. For the past week its all been about you and how you hadn't been coming to class. (You haunt him even outside of school, the guilts too much for him at times.)

"Yeah...what about it." he snarls. Just because he's changed in appearance and largely in attitude, that doesn't mean he's over the way he treats people. Cant she get to the point already-

"Geez man, i just wanted to ask if you needed her number." That...was off. Why would she assume that he needed your number?

"Why would you give me her number? Don't you think that as former project partners i would already have her-"

"You're clearly upset about her not being here, so shut up. Either take it or leave it, jackass." she bit back. How did she know? Shinsou has always had a resting bitch face which made it hard to read his emotions. How did she manage to figure it out? (God he was an asshole!)

"Yeah, please....i'm sorry. I could-"

"Please shut the fuck up, i don't want an apology from you. Take it and fix this shit. I hate seeing people mope and you're pretty much dying in a pit here." Togeike really gives no fucks and she was tired of the purple haired boy looking like a kicked puppy. She assumed it had something to do with you. When you started skipping class, Shinsou also started to look upset and wouldn't speak that often. It wasn't like Shinsou was shy, he just didn't see the need to speak all the time. So to see him become even more silent was concerning.)

He left school that day with a skip to his step. He has your number! He has a way of contacting you! Yet, he still knew that having your number wouldn't fix anything. You left him alone and it wouldn't be fair for him to barge back into your life without proving he's improving, that he's actually deserving of you're friendship at least....

The Sports Festival.....

He can prove himself to you there....

Everyone will see it, every student at UA has to be there for credit....you'll have to be there. You'll also have to participate for the start of it, so you'll have to interact with someone.

(This was it)

This was so much fun to write! Lets give this a slow build up to give him proper character development and redemption. The next part will be the Sports Festival and what he plans on doing to get you back. Let's set up that his intention is too for one, make an impression on the school for when he decides to transfer to the Art Course but also to make an impression on you and get you to notice him in a positive light. Our poor incel is trying his best ok....