#and also b) idk if i might make plans with friends for later in the month-- which means i may not be as present for writing...

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

⋆☽🪦🎃{𝕮𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖒𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖋 𝕽𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓}🎃🪦☾⋆

{while i might end up writing an open that centers on Micchan's costume this year as well~... i decided to also put up this lil materpost, as an easy spot to direct back towards for any asks and such i decide to send~ all content is going under a cut tho, that way this post isn't massive on the dash lol}

🖤{𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑶𝒖𝒕𝒇𝒊𝒕 + 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔}

🖤{𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐��𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟏}

🖤{𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟐}

🖤{𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟑}

🖤{𝑫𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅} + 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔

Details/items not pictured: This first thing depends somewhat on the setting of whatever interaction takes place in, but-- Micchan 100% has a prop machete to complete this whole get up. Which, of course, might not get brought along depending on the situation-- (hence the opening bit there) But, felt like that should still be noted~.

Another somewhat dependent detail is the use of fake blood. As while i very much think some was used to enhance the machete-- if Micchan has any as 'makeup' on himself, is another mater. For something like a party setting, i totally think he would… If mainly as face splatter as shown above, plus maybe a hint hidden under his sweater. For a casual setting to meet friends/a partner? Probably not.

And lastly, a few extra details-- Firstly, that Micchan would actually be wearing the mask flipped from how it's shown in the art above; So as to have it on the same side his bangs are parted towards. But also, since i honestly see said mask as a little craft project he undertook for the season… (along with the machete prop lol) I'm gonna include the detail idea that the "eye" is actually one of those color changing LEDs~. (tho, mainly used in teal, yellow, and red)

𝕯𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙~🖤 | 𝕬𝖇𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕬𝖗𝖙 𝕾𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊🔪 {all other images were found via pinterest, so i'm not gonna source those--}

[howlsofbloodhounds]

headcanon that the thing that draws killer to color first is color's six souls situation. he wants to experiment on them so badly, but can never get to beat color so he goes plan b: pretend to befriend color then backstab him later. fortunately the plan backfires and the rest is history :)

also, i do wonder if killer has ever offered color to absorb his red soul. like, is killer's soul human enough? would color become a god after absorbing killer's soul? i think that would be a conversation color has to steer away, but killer can't stop his curiosity and self-destructive hypothesizing. color can become a god. color will be invincible. color can finally be safe like that. and like, maybe if color absorbs killer's soul, killer can finally communicate with the six souls and realize the horrors of raising six semi-children in your head as a single parent.

~ crowshipping anon

crow, how I’ve missed you. you and delta anon are the backbones of this blog btw.

And I absolutely adore the idea of how it started being that killer wanted to experiment on him lmao. Especially if its like “if this guys gonna keep lingering around, might as well make him useful,” and then he just keeps getting his ass beat over and over.

And then he decides to just go the friend route, play along and pretend he’s listening to the “bullshit” Color’s spewing, but color’s actually being genuinely nice. like, genuinely? hes not even trying to make killer stop or change, just firmly setting boundaries and redirecting killer’s curiosity on to something less destructive. and now, oh no, he likes him. hes fascinating.

and i think killer proposing the idea of color absorbing his soul even once is interesting, even if indirectly and possibly during one of his more self destructive or paranoid moments. perhaps if something happens that threatened colors life or somehow caused him to be hurt, or if something is just making killer think about them being separated. perhaps stage 1’s insecurity or just nightmares.

probably proposed it something like, “what if we became one” and color makes a light joke like “that would be awful, this heads already so full, dont you dislike children?” and then killer keeps going on with his line of thought. how color would be a god basically, how they’d be together, how maybe killers soul could help be a source of further power for color.

how hed be safe. killers soul is strong enough to rewrite entire timelines. color wouldn’t even have to worry about death.

of course killer may phrase it as something along the lines of how itd make color more powerful whenever he voices it, but color doesn’t care for more power and they both know that and color knows that he knows. color can read between the lines and killer knows that, too.

maybe this is even just killers way of expressing or wondering about how much closer they could get it, how much more there is to understand.

maybe killer less wants to know about colors souls now and more that he wants to know the souls because he wants to know color. maybe he wants to know everything he can learn about him; learn everything he can.

idk just the idea of killer being so intensely fascinated with and curious about color tickles me—something about it becomes less like scientific curiosity and more now that extremely rare desire to connect with someone. because color makes him feel understood and for the first time he feels safe being understood.

and perhaps if/when he becomes more aware of that, the intensity, is enough to cause killer to withdraw emotionally from color for a bit; even if he can’t stop mulling it over in his mind. maybe he even thinks if color absorbs his soul, then he’ll never lose access to that hope and happiness again. theres no threat of it. perhaps becoming a little lost in his fantasy for a bit.

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 153 spoilers n thoughts below yadda yadda

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THE RENDERING BEING BLOWN AWAY IS SO GOOD ABDBDHSHAHAHAHAHA

i LOOOVE visual gags like this WAHAHAHAA like i thought itd be the usual "jesus fuck hes tonedeaf", still silly haha but like we saw already BUT THIS RESOLD IT FOR ME HAHAHAAA LMAO

i had to double take too i had to scroll back up (while giggling like mad) and really Look at it and confirm "WAIT HOLY SHIT LMAO ITS NOT RENDERED"

extremely obsessed w verkis' expressions this chapter in general HEHEHEHE

LIKE HE LOOKS SO DAMN HAPPY IN THIS PANEL HERE ITS A LIL FREAKY ALMOST WAHAHA

gigglin a lot at the two of them just. spinning and sinking down LOL verkis just couldnt bother w a better portal style, thats so real of him tbh like if it works dont fix it

ALSO SUHO'S BODY IS STILL THERE EXISTINF yknow i thought itd be like a case where he like, died or smth but ig not!!! yippee for still being alive but also,,,, what state is he in,,,,,,

like. time HAS to have passed on earth, theres no way it was paused; when cheong shim (i hope that was her name its been a while) got transported and later verkis checked on her dad, its clear that time had passed since she "died"

so suho has to be in like, a coma or smth like that right? cause hes not dead, but then whos taking care of him??? his whole family has passed and bro only had that one friend and who knows where or what that friend is up to,,,

is this like a magical coma?!?!? where hes just. still in the boardroom suspended in. uuh soullessness??? im so curious,,,, need the next ep now

or well, wait he might not be in the boardroom i feel like someone would HAVE to find him n like. idk bring him to a hospital, bc he has to pay rent for that n like the moment rent stops rolling in of course a landlord would notice 😭 aaghh so many questions im genuinely so excited for this arc

AND JAVIER

JAVIER RESOLVING TO BRING HIM BACK OOOHHH OOOOOHHHHH shaking him shaking him shaking him

idk hwo to explain how this makes me feel but ooghh my silly boy,,,, ASK HIM IF HE PLANS ON STAYING,,,,,,, u goofball,,,,,,,,,

god javiers come to love lloyd sm that he'd fight him to keep him by his side EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES PUNCHJNG THE WALL

"i will use my powe- wait wtf MY MANA"

ITS SO INTERESTING THAT HE DOESNT HAVE ACCESS TO HIS MANA HERE NOW

ik its like "duh its another world" but tbh i thought since he had a manaheart, the mana comes from that, or like he just. has mana in his body? idk if it makes sense but yeah, i didnt think of mana being an energy that comes from their world, i thought it came from them themselves if that makes sense

SO HIM BEING MANALESS IS SUUPER INTERESTING tho im sure javier could still like drag lloyd back hes a strong guy lol

i wonder then if lloyd feels it too?!?!? the lack of mana?? especially bc of his heart being yknow. all kinds of shit goin on w it

like can he still use his skills?? will the status windows still appear?? his mana in lorasia does seem to be unique after all, considering javiers interaction w it when fighting the bone dragon; maybe he still has mana?!?!?!

SEOULLLL HERE IT IS!!! wow its polluted damn omg quite the poor first impression for javier 😭 "its like hell,,," nah bud ur just in the city youll b ok 😭

AND THE LAST PANEL OH MY GOD

LLOYD AAAAHHH AAAAAAA IS HE OKAY

HE LOOKS SO,,, NERVOUS? SCARED?? HOLY SHIT AAH GOD HIS EXPRESSION

we dont see him being terrified a lot but when we do its like OUCHH YEEEOUCH god i hope he will b alright U HAVE JAVIER W U ITS OK

im wondering what it is specifically that hes worried abt,,,, being in the same world as himself? seeing the place where he lost his past family all over again? a combination of those maybe?? or maybe its an old anxiety of being out in seoul and not in his boardroom/in class/working, not entirely sure,,, or maybe im overthinking it and its the whole earth being manaless thing fucking w his body like i mentioned earlier lol

either way oooohh i hope he'll b ok,,,,

VERY excited for next week PLS I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS,,,,!!!! see yall then o7

[a-aexotic]

HEY IM SO SORRY IDK IF YOU WRITE FOR POPE BUT LIKE A SPEAK NOW ABT HIM PLS?

ren's notes ! heyy babe ❤️❤️😩, no worries! i do write for pope :)) and ofc i can, i hope u enjoy it! idk if this is what u asked for bc i kinda forgot this was based on speak now but i still hope u like it <3

pairing. pope heyward x fem!reader requested? yes no

warnings. nothing but fluff, mention of insecurity, exes to lovers angst and ofc a kiss at the end!

summary. y/n misses pope, but little does she know, so does he.

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Your heart dropped when Kie had mentioned Pope going out with another girl this upcoming weekend. She noticed your shift in behavior and she asked if you were okay but you just shrugged it off as being tired.

You just didn't want to tell Kie you were back on the Pope train again. You guys dated for a few months ago and you guys broke up because you thought you'd be better as friends. And now, you regret it.

It was going to be the year anniversary of your break-up and you still have feelings for Pope.

You were being selfish, you kept repeating to yourself. You had your chance and you lost it now. You have to let Pope move on even if you can't.

You can't risk hurting him again. You'd much rather hurt yourself than see the pained look on Pope's face when you broke up with him.

You and the Pogues were at yet another Boneyard party. It seemed like they were endless during the summer: one after the other, mistakes repeating all over again.

You were having fun with Sarah and Kie before you looked over and saw Pope dancing with the girl he was going to go out with later this week. That same jealous sickly feeling came over you and you'd stop interacting with the girls.

Sarah quickly noticed. "What's wrong?"

"Mmm, nothing." You sighed, making Kie furrow her eyebrows. She looked over to where you were looking and connected the dots in her head, Sarah quickly doing the same thing.

"Is it Pope?"

You looked surprised but you knew that they'd eventually figure it out. "Is it that obvious?"

Sarah was empathetic towards you, frowning along with you as Kie looked at you like you were crazy. Sarah rubbed your back comfortingly.

"You know that Pope would leave that girl for you, like two days ago, right?" Kie said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You glared at her as she shrugged and raised her hands up in defense, "just speaking facts over here."

Sarah sighed. "She's right."

"You don't understand. I don't want to hurt Pope again."

"Then don't." Kie said simply. Kie was never wrong - I mean, would be that hard? But you still didn't want to risk it.

Sarah smiled as an idea popped in her head. "Why don't you go find a cute tourist and have a rebound for the week, maybe that'll help. It might also make him jealous so he'll come running back on his own!"

Kie shrugged, "Not a bad idea at all."

You nodded along with them. But you didn't want to. No one was ever going to measure up to Pope, no matter how hard you tried to find a replacement. "I don't know guys..."

Sarah looked behind you and smiled. "Look behind you! He's literally just your type, now go and talk to him!"

You turned around and saw a guy you found kinda cute. But you still had a bad feeling about this. Sarah pushed you slightly and you sighed and got up, making Kie and Sarah cheer. You rolled your eyes at your immature friends at you walked up to the guy.

He turned and smiled at you.

"Hey, do you want to go get a drink maybe?" You asked, shyly. It's been a few months since you've properly flirted so this was kind of a new experience.

"Sure! I'm Jordan."

You smiled, "I'm Y/N."

Pope turned around to look at where you were and he panicked a bit when he saw you weren't with Sarah and Kie. His eyes gazed through the crowd trying to find the bright pink top you were wearing; he couldn't miss it.

He then found you talking with another guy. He felt his heart drop. He knew that John B and JJ's plan wasn't going to work. Him making you 'jealous' wouldn't work if you didn't actually care but they insisted that you did. But now he knew he was right.

He excused himself from the girl and he started to walk alongside the beach, in thought.

He still liked you even after a year of you breaking up with him. He never truly got over you and now he's sure he never will. He was convinced you were his soulmate but he's not sure he's yours.

As you were dancing with Jordan, the awkward phase had just melted away and you easily could converse and joke around with him. But there was a nagging feeling something was just off.

It wasn't Jordan himself, you started to realize after you took a good look at him. He just wasn't Pope. No one was Pope and no one could ever replace him.

"Hey, do you want me to go freshen up our drinks?" Jordan asked, a smile hanging on his lips. You nodded as you took his.

"Yeah sure, I'll be right back."

As you refilling your cups, you saw Pope walk away from the bonfire and you decided that it wouldn't hurt to go talk to him. Maybe something happened with the girl?

You walked towards Pope, beers in hand. "Hey, you okay?"

He turned around, startled but relaxed once he realized it only you. "Yeah, yeah. Just tired."

You smiled. "We've all heard that before and I don't believe you. What happened?"

He stay silent.

"Did something happen with that... girl?" You tried your best to disguise your jealousy with concern. A friend-type of concern. I mean, that's what you and Pope are, just friends.

He shook his head at the mention of the girl. "No, it's just that..."

Maybe it was the alcohol speaking Pope was just going to rip the band aid off. What was the worst thing that could happen? Nothing could possibly hurt him more.

"Are you dating that guy?"

You were surprised at Pope's questions. Why did he care? Wasn't he dating that other girl? You furrowed your eyebrows; since when did he care for your love life? "I don't know, maybe it dep-"

You were cut off by a scoff. "Really, Y/N?"

"What do you mean, really?"

"Jordan? He's like the biggest asshole ever."

You rolled your eyes. "He's nice to me."

"Doesn't mean he's nice to everyone. Plus he's a Kook and like dickrides Rafe like the rest of 'em."

"I don't care if he's a Kook because I'm not shallow, Pope. He's nice to me and honestly that's all that matters. And why do you care, don't you have that girl?"

"I care because you're my friend... and I care about my friends." It hurt Pope to play it off like they were just friends but it hurt you more hearing it. This argument was supposed to prove that he was jealous and that Sarah's plan had worked.

"Sure." You sighed. "Okay, you're right."

Pope felt like a dick after saying that. You started to walk away before he shouted, "Wait."

You turned around. "You're more than a friend, okay? Is that what you want to hear?"

You paused. "Wait, what? Are you serious?"

He also paused, his eyes widening. Did he read the room wrong? Did he just singlehandedly embarrass himself in front of you?

You felt like you didn't hear him right. He still liked you? "You still like me?"

There was no way he was going to lie himself out of this one. He sighed, putting his hand on the bridge of his nose. "Yeah. I do. I have, for a while now. I never really... got over you."

You felt guilty for feeling a tiniest bit relieved that he had liked you. You've always thought he had gotten over you because of how easily he played it off. Pope was just masking up his real feelings.

"R-Really?"

Pope rolled his eyes. "Yes, I did. I do. I'm just going to keep walking now because I just embarassed myself and I don't wanna make this more awkward."

You shook your head. "I like you too. I haven't.. I never got over you and the only reason I broke up with you was because you needed someone better than me."

Pope was confused, but his heart hurt nonetheless because he made you feel that way. Even if he didn't, you still felt that way. Which was beyond crazy to him because you're the best he could ever get or want. You're his absolute dream girl, how could you feel that way?

He chucked, "You serious right now? There is no one better for me, you're all I want. You're my... my dream girl, Y/N."

Butterflies filled your stomach. "Really?"

He smiled. "Really."

You guys both were silent before a moment. Pope felt like he was on top of the world, he felt brave. He then slowly walked up to you and put a hand on your cheek as you looked up at him.

"Let me prove it to you." He whispered as he leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on your lips. It was slow at first but Pope needed more, fast.

JJ and John B had caught sight of this from the bonfire and gave each other a swift high five. "Another good plan, brotha."

John B nodded. "Pope's really lucky to have such good wingmen."

Sarah and Kie overheard them and rolled their guys. "They wish. They totally got together cus of us."

"Definitely." Sarah nodded.

[quill-pen]

Blessing (Married!EbenezerXReader)

Hi. I'm new here. Nice to meet you. Oooohhhhh, boy I can't believe I've done this. Can't believe I've joined Tumblr; can't believe I've written this and have an idea for a whole story to go with it. I just cannot believe any of this.

To be honest, I knew it would happen. Once I heard that song and saw the animation and found out Luke Evans was going to play Scrooge, I knew if I watched the movie, something like this was bound to happen--especially when Scrooge sings and looks like that. I mean GOOD. NIGHT. (You cannot tell me this was not a deliberate decision. These people knew exactly what they were doing.) But how could I not watch it because: A) IT'S 'A CHRISTMAS CAROL' AND I LOVE 'A CHRISTMAS CAROL'--of course I had to watch it and see how it measured up to other versions. B) LUKE FRICKING EVANS. C) LUKE FRICKING EVANS SINGING. D) SILVER FOX SCROOGE VOICED BY LUKE EVANS. SINGING.

I knew what I was getting into--I knew it was dangerous. ... And I went for it. And I tried to stop the inevitable afterward, but it's the inevitable. There's no fighting it--there's only assimilate. So I assimilated. And here we are.

So, basically, overall, just really consider this like a teaser, I guess. Because the truth is I have a whole idea for a story behind this thing and after this thing, and this was just something that popped into my head that I had to get out and share to see what people thought. And, according to AO3, I won't get my invite until the 7th and I just can't wait that long. I'm so pathetic.

Basic synopsis for the story I'm planning: Reader insert, obviously. Takes place at least 6 months after the events of 'A Christmas Carol'. Jacob Marley actually had a daughter. (He married only to have an heir, never really felt anything for his wife, took a long time to have a kid, and, when they finally do, it's a girl--so he's not involved. [Because this Marley in particular seems like that type.]) Because her family is quite harsh, the mother flees to America with her daughter, and years later, early 20-something reader-daughter returns to London with a dead mother to bury in tow, meets and befriends Scrooge, and is pulled into her mother's very hoity-toity aristocratic family and everything that comes with that life. Reader, ultimately, can't go back to America (things...), but the only way she will be allowed to stay in the care of her mother's family (and presumably get whatever she might have inherited from her mother because no way Marley left her anything) she has to marry. Cue the gallant and handsome Ebenezer Scrooge to the rescue. (He's not what the family was thinking, but Reader is also not a high priority and Scrooge does have money and is of decent enough birth, so, eh, he'll do.) Yada, yada, yada, a marriage of convenience, slow-burn, friends-to-lovers romance, domestic fluff, and drama, a little spiciness, some heartbreak, and heart-mending, etc. Isabel at some point does make a return (whether she's widowed or still married, idk right now) hence the exchange we have in this thing. Let me know what you think. I'd be very interested in knowing if anyone would be interested in reading a story like this. In the meantime, enjoy this tiny little snippet of an idea.

Oh, yeah, btw, if I do this thing, and I put this back into the story, it will be much sadder. For reasons. I won't go into it now, but you can probably guess.

Pairing: Ebenezer Scrooge x F!Reader (married)

Warnings: FEELINGS, tears, declarations of love, fear of losing someone--just feelings. Oh, also kissing after influenza in Victorian London I guess? *shrugs* Probably not the wisest decision for a few reasons. Isabel may also not be shown in the best light here because of Reader's POV, but I assure you we do not hate Isabel here. She is so sweet and lovely, and I hope she really ended up as happy as she looked in that picture.

Summary: You have been extremely sick with influenza for a time. Finally, you come 'round. When you do, you are greeted by an overjoyed and emotional husband. Some romantic and fluffy sweetness ensues.

A/N: Lots of inspiration from Poldark here. I'd be lying if I said I'm not going to take lots more inspiration from it with the actual story if/when I write it. Also did not put Prudence in this in order to strictly focus on the main relationship, but you bet your bottom dollar she's going to be in the story. I love that mastiff. One of the best things they added to the movie, even though it doesn't actually make sense for Scrooge's character to have a pet.

Oh, and first-ever reader insert. Wish me luck!

Blessing

The mist was beginning to clear, the weights that pulled you down into the darkness becoming lighter and breaking away.  You were coming fully into the light now--awakening, though you hadn’t truly been slumbering.  After an eternity of unknowing, you were becoming aware again.  Aware of the world; of the air you sucked into your aching windpipe and lungs; of the accursed dryness of your throat; of the dampness of sweat coating your body; of the weakness of your body and the heavy and hot softness that surrounded it.  It was stuffy and uncomfortable.

With a groan, you tried to open your eyes just to see exactly what made you uncomfortable.  You’d never known trying to open eyes could be so hard or make one so very tired.  Eventually, you prevailed: And when you did, you found yourself blearily gazing out into a bright, blurry world.  You groaned and squinted against the light, then slowly tried again.  After a period, things became clearer and the light became less blinding, and you were able to finally look around.

You found yourself tucked deeply into your bed, covered by several blankets along with the heavy comforter.  No wonder you were so hot.  You tried to shift the blankets a bit, but they were quite heavy, and you still felt so weak, so you simply resigned yourself to their near-suffocating embrace for the moment.  At least until you could find somebody to help you move them.  

Your eyes slowly traveled around the room, taking things in, until they finally came to rest on a familiar figure at your bedside.    

Ebenezer sat in a chair but was slumped over, half-laying on the mattress with his arms folded beneath his head.  He was sleeping--snoring ever so slightly.  He looked something of a mess; his steely hair mussed and muttonchops unkempt, his shirt collar askew, sleeves undid, and messily pushed and rolled up his arms.  You could see prominent stubble on his chin and around his lips--too prominent for it to be his typical morning shadow.  

You opened your mouth to speak, but found yourself unable to make any sound beyond a whisper of a croak.  You licked your dry lips with an even dryer tongue and tried to swallow before attempting to speak again.  A bit more of a crackle came out that time, but nothing loud enough to gain attention.  Oh, bloody hell and vexation!  Slowly, having to summon up what seemed all of your strength to do so, you slid a trembling hand across the mattress and reached out to thread shaking fingers into your husband’s hair.  You ignored the greasy sensation of it.  Ebenezer unshaven and unwashed?  Just how much time had passed?

You gently began to stroke the man’s scalp and tug his hair, all the while still trying to speak his name.  Each attempt earned you more of a sound coming from your throat.  “Ebenezer…” you rasped, fighting to keep your eyes open.  These little efforts put together were all wearing you out so quickly.  “Ebenezer….”

The man stirred, snorting softly and groaning.  Slowly he raised his head and blinked the sleep from his eyes before looking up at you.  His sleep-blurred gaze lasted for a mere second before he came fully awake, slate-blue eyes widening in alarm.  He stood up from his chair and moved to sit at the edge of the bed, leaning over to you, taking your hand that had been in his hair into one of his as he did so.  With the other hand, he reached out and touched your sweaty brow then your cheek.  “Y/N?” he murmured in some disbelief.  “Y/N, darling, you’re awake!”  His lips were pulling into an overjoyed, open-mouthed grin, his bushy, gray eyebrows crinkling his forehead as they shot toward the sky.  Turning his head slightly, but never taking his gaze off you, he called over his shoulder.  “Ida!  Ida!”

It was mere seconds before your lady’s maid was rushing through the bedroom door, looking greatly concerned.  “Yes, Mr. Scrooge?”

“Send for the Doctor!” your husband ordered, still gazing at you.  “Quick as you can!  She’s awake!”

“Right away, Sir!”  With that, Ida vanished just as quickly as she’d arrived.

Focused solely on you now, Ebenezer scooted closer to you, cupping your cheek in his hand as he gazed into your face with such relief and joy you could see a thin sheen of tears in his eyes.  He kissed the hand of yours he held.  “Oh, my darling,” he crooned softly, stroking your cheekbone with a thumb.  “Oh, my dearest, dearest darling!”  He then leaned in and planted a kiss on your brow (obviously not caring about the sweat and whatever other disgustingness covered your skin) and kept up a frenzied shower of them all over your face before finally catching up your lips.  

He immediately pulled away.  “Water!” he exclaimed.  “You’ll want water!”  He let go of your hand and pulled away only long enough to reach over to the bedside table where a pitcher and glass sat.  The man poured you a generous helping.  “Here,” he said.  “Drink.  Slowly.”  He helped you to sit up and lift the glass to your parched lips as he noticed how shaky your hands were.  Ebenezer watched carefully as you gulped the liquid down.  “That’s it, my love.  Drink.”

It seemed to take forever to finish the glass, but you were so savagely thirsty you couldn’t bear the thought of stopping until the water was gone.  When it was, you pushed the glass back to your husband.  “More please,” you croaked, the water having loosened your voice.

Ebenezer did as you wished, filling the glass and helping you hold it yet again as you drank deeply that delicious, revitalizing fluid.  There was about a quarter of a glass left when you finally felt you’d had your fill.  “Thank you,” you gasped, allowing the man to take the glass away. 

“Of course.”  Once storing the glass, your husband turned back to you again, eyes gazing deeply into yours, concern mixing with the joy that sparkled there.  Taking both of your small hands into one of his, he reached up with the other to brush the hair from your face and caress your cheek.  “How are you feeling, my dear?”  His eyes pulled from yours for a brief second to look you over, as if he’d be able to see anything that might be wrong or afflicting you.

The corners of your mouth twitched a bit, but you were simply too exhausted to smile.  “Tired,” you sighed.  “In need of a good bath.  And a bit suffocated.”  You looked pointedly at the mound of blankets atop you.  

Easily picking up the message, your husband set about clearing off everything down to the comforter.  “Better?”

“Much.”  You leaned heavily back against the pillows and gazed wearily up at the man, who was back to holding your hands and stroking your hair.  Now that he was awake and leaning over you, you could get a much better look at just how bedraggled the poor fellow was.  Not only was he unwashed and unshaven, but his face also seemed to be much more lined than usual, making him look much more like the old man he claimed himself to be.  His cheeks were more sunken in, and there were bags under his eyes and dark circles around them: He looked as if he hadn’t properly slept or eaten in weeks, never mind days!  “Ebenezer…” you trailed off, not quite sure what to ask.

But your husband knew what you were wanting to know.  He always knew.  “You’ve been ill for quite some time, my love,” he answered quietly, smoothing back some flyaways from your forehead.  

“How long?”

“Two weeks.”  He smiled thinly, pain tinging his gaze.  “You were touch and go there for a long stint.”  His lips trembled and a tear crept past his long lashes to his cheek.  He paid it no heed but blinked back against the sting of its siblings.  “My worst nightmare--I was so afraid I would lose you.  A time or two I thought I had.”

Your memory of the time he spoke of was all a blur; a blizzard of flashes of light and darkness; numbing mist and painful sharpness; muddled voices and snippets of conversation that were sometimes too soft to register and other times so loud your head had pounded.  You couldn’t decipher what had been real and what had been hallucination.  Your head had been swimming then, and as you thought back through it all, it wasn’t much better now.  You could remember one thing though.  One extremely painful thing:  “I saw her,” you whispered.

Your husband gave an inquiring look.  “You saw whom, Y/N?”

You gazed deep into his eyes as you felt an ache rise in your chest and tears prick at your eyes.  “Her,” you repeated meaningfully.  “Isabel.  I saw her.  And you…” your voice broke off.  You swallowed hard and wrenched your gaze from his, finding it too painful to look at him as you continued.  “She’d come to take you with her.  And you went.”  You took a shuddering breath, trying to control yourself.  “I wanted to die, the pain hurt so.”

Ebenezer’s gaze softened in empathy.  “Oh, darling,” he murmured.  He squeezed your hands.

You looked back at him, vision swimming and tears beginning to trickle down your cheeks.  Pulling one hand free of his grip, you wiped at them.  “She wasn’t here, was she?  Truly?” you quivered, sounding pathetically meek.  “You didn’t go with her?  She didn’t take you from me?

The man shook his head firmly.  “No,” he stated.  “No, Isabel wasn’t here.  It was just a dream.  Isabel didn’t take me.”  He leaned in and pressed his forehead to yours, gazing into your e/c-hued eyes with all the sincerity and adoration in the world, and added with gentle finality, “And she never, ever will.  I’m so, so, so sorry I ever made you feel you had to worry about such a thing, Dearest.  You are, without a doubt, my greatest blessing, and the absolute love and light of my life, Y/N.  I am yours and yours alone, mind, body, and soul, in this world and the next should I be granted the choice.”

Those words, that declaration of complete and utter love from the man you loved more than you thought any human being could love another human being, made your heart swell and fill your chest to the point you feared it might explode.  You were most definitely crying now as you gazed up into those beloved slate-blue eyes.  “I love you, Ebenezer Scrooge.”  The words seemed feeble, far too feeble after the eloquent, soul-deep statements your husband had just made, but there was simply nothing else you could think of to say to explain your feelings.

Despite your insecurities over them, the words seemed to be more than enough for Ebenezer, for the man smiled lovingly and returned, “And I love you, Y/N Scrooge.”  He brought up your left hand that he was holding and kissed the delicate and simple gold band on your finger before pressing your hand to his breast over his heart.  “With my entire being.”  With that, he leaned in and captured your lips in a kiss--a real, tender, lingering, devoted kiss.

You closed your eyes and melted into it.  Slithering your free hand up, you slipped it around the nape of Ebenezer’s neck and loosely tangled it into his steel-toned locks, gently tugging him deeper into the kiss.  He gratefully obliged.  It was evident you’d both missed each other’s affections.  That would have to be remedied in its entirety sometime soon, but not now.  Not just yet.  (Truly, you had no strength for such activities right now!)  Right now it was more than enough for you to know that your husband was yours: “Yours and yours alone--mind body and soul,” as he’d stated.  For to have a heart such as Ebenezer Scrooge’s for your very own--a scarred but beautiful heart that was so full of love and kindness and care and joy and passion--was truly the greatest blessing anyone could ever be given.

[campbells-content]

I need to vent while I cry so au that I might delete later. This is also very much and will always be a first draft.

Tw for homophobia and transphobia

So, basically the entire akuma class is queer. Adrien is nonbinary, Ivan is trans, Marinette is god knows what, I feel like the rest is obvious. Mylene is the only cishet there but she will quicker turn to violence then let anyone talk shit to her friends or boyfriend.

Ms B is the most supportive adult in some of their livess so they confide in her when they're trying to figure something out. Andre (the mayor) somehow catches wind of something queer in his daughter's class and turns out he is a little homophobic, but whats worse is audrey is mega homophobic. She makes him do law things and make it mandatory for teachers to report kids who are openly out.

Chloe confronts them but they shut her down and honestly scare her. They don't find out about Chloe but they do find out about Zoe. Someone reported her at school and Andre thought isolation with fix any problem so he went full Agreste and made her stay in a room as far from chloe as possible. This situation is what causes Chloe to actually offer a sister relationship with zoe. She sat outside Zoe's door, unallowed in, and talked for hours, sliding homework under the door and working together. Chloe needs to ask for advice but Ms B is telling the class she had to resign for everyone's sake. The temp teacher is some dude and the first thing he does is introduce himself then his personal beliefs. Those beliefs are better left unsaid and the class kinda gets loud for a sec and he threatens them and they get a little louder, thinking there is power in numbers but he shuts them down, saying he will report only one of them if the rest got quiet. At random he picks chloe. He threatened to slowly make his way through the class until no one was left. Before anyone argued he had already made a note.

The next thing you know, chloe is getting yelled at and her parents are saying less than kind things. For some reason, they're like, isolation isn't working and then send chloe to conservation camp. This is now chloleka. Juleka, Luka, Zoe, and Rose plan a heist when they find out from Zoe who finally snuck out, and get some of their classmates to help. 'Girl'squad sleepovers at alya's and Marinette's, safety in numbers and all that, plus they know alya and Marinette's parents are safe. Heist goes down, chloleka have a choni kiss and escape. Everything goes smooth except someone tried to stab Luka and Zoe stopped them, taking some damage in the process. They skedadle, getting home safe. The class is very much in a safety in numbers mindset. Gabriel literally just doesn't care so a lot of sleep overs happen and Adrien's. They just try to get through the school year, there are some close calls, chloe and zoe don't return to school, Gabe finds out Adrien is nonbinary and just starts a new fashion line that plays on both feminine and masculine traits.

And yeah, I feel better now so they all live happily every after, chloe and zoe get online education, courtesy of Gabe. They all graduate and move into one big apartment complex and live happily ever after, finding family in the familiar and hope where there was none. Also luka and zoe bonded after the heist and idk if that makes sense as a relationship but my limited knowledge of current ml allows me to say they do.

Happy pride month. Screw anyone who preaches hate. I love you. No matter who you are or what you've done there is a place in my heart with over a thousand capacities to fill for anyone who needs it.

[writing-plurals]

Hello! I've been thinking of writing fanfics about a ship making them share the same body. It's going to be drabbles/one-shots tho, since I'm not good at writing (I barely ever write XD) and I don't think I would be able to write a full story with various chapters. I'm plural myself so I have a basic idea of what I should avoid (evil killer alter trope for example)

There's some ideas I came up with and would like some advice on writing the following:

In-system romantic relationships

DID systems

Median systems

Plurals fighting together as heroes

But there's something else I wanted to ask advice on (even if it isn't exactly for writing). See, I'm a native spanish speaker so I'm gonna write the drabbles in spanish. I think it could be a good way of introducing non-disordered and non-traumagenic plurality to other spanish speakers since most of the plural content and activism in spanish is about dissociative disorders only, but because of that there's many sysmeds and anti-endos and I don't know how I should deal with them.

I don't think I can ignore them, specially because I don't want them spreading misinformation (as always) in the comments but I also don't want to flood them debating sysmeds. I thought of maybe making a carrd (with sources) and linking it but IDK if it's actually worth it to make a carrd just for this.

Hey friend! That's a lot, and I can't touch on all of them, so some of them I'll be throwing to other mods and our followers to add on in reblogs. I hope that's alright!

In-system Romantic Relationships

Internal Romantic Relationships are almost the same as ones in the Outside. You can surprise each other with flowers, and presents that's to be THEIRS. You can hold them inside *and* out (when cofronting. It'll all just look a little different.

Person A wants to surprise Person B? Gotta make sure internal walls are built up so they don't know about the flowers until they're set up and they switch in. Have them leave notes for them with the sappy shit people would normally say to their face if there were two bodies involved.

Person A and B want to cuddle while watching a movie, it looks like hugging yourself, but maybe B has control of one arm, and is stroking the face or other hand. During sad parts, A hugs B (with the body) eeeeeeextra tight!

Plurals Fighting As Heroes

The mask a singlet would wear as a hero has multiple meanings once a system puts one on. So plan on the group having a long conversation about the name they all want to use that won't tip anyone off. Think System Name but opposite direction, so as not to be found out.

And same goes for the outfit, except you can probably lead with more of what the system members like in aesthetics.

And the elephant in the room, what about powers? Do they all have seperate (more nichely specific) powers? Do they all have the same one and use it differently? If you've seen the later seasons of My Hero Academia, there's a comparison to Midoriya you might find helpful.

Just make sure that if you include powers, that the way it fits into the world doesn't show your system to be Different because they're a system.

And last but not least (for my advice before additions)

If you're planning on writing some of the first creative representation of plurality, prepare to be the people that are looked to for information.

Set up a Caard or something akin to one with information, (credited and linked to sources!!!, Caards get a bad rep for that), and you can direct people to it like a FAQ.

And by taking on this role, you have to accept the risk that sysmeds are going to try to debate you. So deeply consider if you have the time to research responses that are backed up by studies that you can shut them down with. There are several blogs I've seen share information like this that you might find helpful in bringing it to the spanish side of fandom.

@cambriancrew is a fantastic place to start, and you can find more blogs akin to them there.

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I hope that this and advice further down on this post is helpful. And I give my best wishes as you embark on this. We need more people like you making content online.

-Mod Tick Tock

(This has been edited to remove the color, thank you for the feedback!)

[shalpilot]

Hello! It's been a while since I asked you something

So, i'm not really into ffxiv stuff (like, plot, game itself, etc) but I'm extremely curious about your oc Kiril. Due to this i came up with some questions (they're so basic, because i need to know at least something to ask a proper question)

1. Can we get a lil' bit of Kiril's backstory (other than running away from home). As far as i understood, he ran away with his sister/friend Yesui and something bad happened to her. So, maybe now you can give some extra details on their runaway and her death (if it was death, obviously)?

2. What about Kiril's parents? I didn't get the thing about forehead scales (maybe, it's described in ffxiv wiki or smth, idk) and who were they? Some sort of a ruler? Just soldiers?

3. Not really important but how do you pronounce Kiril and Yesui's names (full, of course)?

So, I'm glad to write again and being eager to wait for your new answers

Probably, if it doesn't bother you, i'd ask more questions in future about Kiril

edit: question one ain’t canon anymore LOLOLOL. yesui still dies in coerthas but it’s related 2 the herectics now. idk how bc I like. just stared heavensward but. we will see.

1) I actually rolled Kiril’s last name and ended up getting one of the tribes with canon lore which is GREAT for me bc it helped me mold his backstory more. I’m not at the part where I actually get to learn about ‘em in-game cuz i only started playing like a month ago but to boil down what I know, the Dotharl tribe believes in reincarnation & as a whole the Xaela- pausing. Kiril is an Au Ra (race), a Xaela Au Ra (black scales; nomadic), and a Dotharl (tribe). hope that makes sense lol. anyways as a whole the Xaela are pretty unwelcoming to outsiders and even Xaela from other tribes. Every year they have a Naadam which is battle where the victor “claims dominion” over the Azim Steppe (homeland) for the year. The Dotharl emphasize not fearing death and not being a fucking pussy

all of that is setup LOL. Anyways, Kiril was born shortly after the death of a notable warrior (also named Kiriltugh) and so he was set on the path of becoming a warrior since essentially day one. thing is, he a.) hated it and b.) was shit at it. he struggled to pick up even the most basic parts of fighting and suffered a lot of berating due to it. at the same time, an older girl in the tribe was making strides and becoming a veritable golden child in the eyes of the adults. that was Yesui! she was incredibly strong for her age and seemed to have a natural gift for battle. but very importantly, she was also understanding of Kiril’s struggles & helped train him even after plenty of other people had declared him a lost cause. eventually though, despite her best efforts (and Kiril’s improvements! turns out a mentor who doesn’t yell at you is a lot more effective) Kiril made up his mind to just. leave. when he told Yesui about his plan, she insisted on coming with him. even with Kiril protesting (you’re doing fine here; don’t ruin your life by coming along!) she wasn’t going to let a 10 year-old leave on his own.

They travel together for an undecided amount of time- left vague so I can update it when i get to later expansions (heehee) until they eventually end up in Coerthas, a snowy region. To my understanding this is pretty fucking far away so I think they must’ve argued their way into an adventuring party or several to make it all that way. they didn’t exactly have a plan; it was just “keep going until we feel like it.”

(a realm reborn spoilers until the next question.)

in Coerthas, things take a pretty sharp nosedive for the two of them and they end up alone and very, very lost. their adventuring party was attacked by a beast tribe and the materials they were carrying were ran off with. They manage to find a cave which offers them a small amount of shelter. Yesui leaves Kiril there while she goes to look for any kind of settlement they might be able to hole up in. she’s gone for ages. and when she comes back, excitedly promising Kiril she’s found someplace safe, she seems… off. she’s holding his hand a little too tight, moving a little too fast. she assures Kiril that where they’re going is safe, warm, and “beautiful”, but the storm raging around them only seems to be getting worse.

…i’m gonna get a little more technical from here because i want to make the rest of this into a comic rather than writing it out.

what’s happened to Yesui is she’s become enthralled by a primal god. Garuda, the resident primal of the region, is in the process of being summoned by the same beast tribe that attacked them, with the items they were transporting (large quantities of crystals). the more followers a primal accrues, the more powerful they become, and something in the region has caught her attention.

Kiril.

so, using Yesui as means to draw him to her, she means to take control of him as well. unbeknownst to either of them, Kiril is under the protection of Hydaelyn, a different (benevolent) goddess who grants Kiril immunity to the thrall of primals. in shielding him, She also ends up shattering the crystals being used in the ritual, causing it to fail. in the ensuing chaos, Kiril escapes with Yesui and manages to find an actual settlement. he begs for help for him and his closest friend- who has remained enthralled even after the disruption of the ritual.

the thing about those who become enthralled is that there is no helping them. what’s more, every follower is another source of strength for a primal.

she cannot be allowed to live.

despite his desperate pleas, despite his promises that she’ll never hurt anyone, Yesui is put to death.

he is far, far from home, and he’s never been more alone in his life.

….then some stuff happens and he becomes an adventurer. i don’t wanna fill in everything just yet, haha.

2.) His mom is a goldsmith and his dad’s a hunter! His mom’s forehead scales are just a trait female Au Ra have. men don’t tend to have as many/any scales there.

3.) Key-rill-too (full name is Kiriltugh) and Yesui is like. yeh-sooey. kinda :?

Kiril doesn’t tend to go by his full name because he feels he hasn’t earned it. this is more so a thing before he saved the entire realm; now it’s more of an affectionate nickname from friends.

[vanillamatchadove]

those prosekai fans making aus based on the cards are so right. im gonna do that too w my sillies (d4)

anywho. royal x thief yukaeso :D (this is barely anything. i haven't expanded the idea.)

esora is a princess who has been in her house ever since she was a child, is finally allowed by her parents to be able to be let outside. as she walked around the area her family lived in and noticed a bunch of koi fish in a lake. curious, she stuck her hand in the water, trying to feel the fish's scales. as she tries, dipping her hand more and more into the water, she slips. she falls into the lake, sinking into the depths as the fish that led her there in the first place circle around her. her first chance of freedom was also her last.

yuka is a thief that has a fondness for jewelry and showing off by doing crazy stunts as escape plans. all of the jewels she stole is soon returned thanks to a rookie detective said thief is rumored to be close to. there is another rumor this game of cat and mouse is a ploy to find someone the detective has eyes on. one day, during her escapades, she notices a girl around her age slip into the lake, worried about her, she dives in headfirst, not caring if she drowns too.

after esora is saved, yuka leaves her close but not too far from the lake and needed to run bc a. authorities and b. people might think she was the one who drowned her. esora was half conscious and the only thing she remembers abt yuka was her blonde hair and coat. the authorities finds esora and is like 'OH SHIT THIS IS A SHIMIZU' and bring her back to the manor sopping wet.

yes this is their meet cute. is there a way for me to make it sound less insane? no. can i try? maybe. im just putting the idea down.

kyoko and shinobu in this au are a detective and a ninja. also based off their cards. the place the au is set in is this crazy steam and cyberpunk place that's close to the manor that esora lives in. shinobu is known around the area as the best thief, even tho her actual work is being a bodyguard. (she uses an alias during her thieving hobby)

shinobu's family are known for their skills as bodyguards so esora's parents enlist her as esora's to make sure she doesnt fucking. die. they do want esora to see more of the world still and just dont want her to get injured so shinobu needs to go with esora no matter where she goes. it sucks BALLS for shinobu so at night is when she only gets to do her thief work.

kyoko is a detective bc she was inspired by a lady in a cafe she frequents in (airi). the lady used to be a detective herself until she found a case she couldn't ever solve so kyoko wants to ensure that she'll be able to reach a level of which where she can solve any case. along the way, kyoko noticed that there are some thefts that fit a certain criteria, ans she rlly wants to find this thief. yuka is a friend of hers that does photography on the side that kyoko begged her to help with this plan.

later on, esora manages to find out abt shinobu's thieving and is like 'woagh you gotta let me in on this' and shinobu now has to drag esora around at night as well, not bringing her if it connect to very rich people that her parents know.

later on they all intersect n shit. idk how it'll work tho. that's all i got.

[t1oui]

hey all. not a new fic idea post, but also kinda a new fic idea post. this one is just more stats/details of the series rewrite i'm plotting, which i hope to write and post to ao3 at some point. knowing me and writing projects, especially long ones, who the heck knows if i'll even get to book 1, but here you go.

first off, as i said, it would be a series rewrite where a few characters get their houses messed with. most of the cast you'll see will remain in their canon houses, but percy, harry, ron, hermione, blaise, seamus, and lavender will be placed in houses different from their canon ones.

knowing me, i think it's pretty obvious that harry and percy are in slytherin. other than that, ron, seamus, and lavender are in hufflepuff, and blaise and hermione are in ravenclaw.

the main cast will be made up of harry, ron, hermione, draco, pansy, blaise, neville, and percy. in later years dean, seamus, lavender, parvati, and maybe padma will make some appearances. cho, cedric, penelope, oliver, and marcus - percy's friends - also play roles in the story, specifically cedric and cho. luna also joins the cast, and there will be more about that later.

in this fic, i've switched it so that cedric and cho are in the same year (a year above harry) and cedric has an early birthday, probably in september like hermione. for the triwizard tournament, he is able to enter b/c 17 and 16 year olds can enter their names. (this is partially because i'm considering having harry shipped with cedric in this fic and also because i want more of the cedric, harry, cho trio and them being closer in age makes it easier to write.)

in this world, harry was adopted by the lovegoods, and pandora lovegood lives. (she's also evan rosier's twin sister, but that won't really be of any significance until later books.) harry and luna are therefore siblings, hence why luna joins in with harry's group. also, she's a seer - or at least implied to be one - so that helps.

some of the main friendships i decided to play with in this fic are hermione, harry, blaise, and pansy, who - along with luna and percy - will probably appear most in this fic. harry and pansy are both slytherins, and hermione and blaise are both ravenclaws. it'll probably usually turn out to be hermione and blaise doing a lot of the research & aiding with the shenanigans while harry and pansy are involved in a lot of the action. idk, i just thought these friendships would be fun to work with, especially since having 4-6 mcs is a LOT easier than working to include upwards of 14. as i said earlier, though, cho and cedric play a bigger part in later years, really from 3rd/4th year - forward.

while there is romance in this fic, the focus is on platonic relationships. this, plus the fact that i honestly don't strongly ship harry with anyone, is why he may or may not end up with someone. (i already mentioned that he might date cedric, but this is definitely not set in stone.) some of the relationships that i will definitely include, though, are percy/oliver (of course), neville/luna, and draco/blaise. past that i'm thinking of maybe adding hermione/ron, but since ron is mostly on the side of this fic and hermione is more of an mc, i'm not sure how their relationship would actually develop, so this pair might be excluded. (at first, i did consider doing either pansy/harry or pansy/hermione, but i don't want any pairs between the main four as, again, this will be a fic focusing on friendships.) sirius/remus will also be included, but probably won't be mentioned very much since their characters won't come up a lot.

a few details will be changed both because of harry's differing situation (being raised by the lovegoods/in the wizarding world & being a slytherin), but also just b/c let's be honest, there's plenty that can be changed and improved about hp. that's why i'm planning out this fic in the first place.

basically, this fic will be (or might be, depending on if i get around to writing & posting it or not) a whole lot of rare pairs, both platonic and romantic, and i think it'll be pretty fun.

as of right now, i'm focusing on plotting out the 7 books, and am about halfway through book 2. to help me write them (if/when i do), i think each book will go fairly quickly (i.e., not be too long, probably 50k each at most) so i can write them more easily.

if people are interested, i'll probably be more inclined to actually write, but considering my career in the hp fandom so far has been posting my fic ideas to tumblr, who knows.

see y'all in the next post.

[embossross]

caught up on tr s2 and have some thoughts on the good, the bad, and the ugly. spoilers for both anime & manga...

the good

this is definitely my favorite arc in the story, and it's fascinating to watch with the knowledge of where the story is going. it cheapens some things, but i still think it is holding up.

because the shibas are just amazing! i think character motivation might be wakui's biggest weakness (more on that later pft) and the shibas have the most well thought through motivations, tons of pathos, tons of payoff. love them.

yuzuha's voice actress! i wrote husky-voiced yuzuha before this season came out! i knew it i knew it i knew it

also the kick heard round the world! in a story filled with out of nowhere high kicks, yuzuha's is the best.

appreciating how violent these kids are, even the ones that i think of as sweethearts. chifuyu did not hesitate to break that bottle and take it to kisaki's throat. insane! kokonoi and inupi are feral in their intro scene. koko especially is so unpredictable, so slimy, so dangerous, like. it's making me want to write him lol

EVERYTHING about the taiju/mitsuya sit down is just incredible. what esp blows my mind is how taiju doesn't out hakkai when mitsuya wrongly thinks hakkai protects yuzuha. he laughs, yes, but he goes along with it. because hakkai in that moment must be just utterly humiliated to realize how he doesn't live up to the ideals mitsuya instilled in him. insane stuff. there should be more shiba household terror fic out there because their dynamic is so rich with awfulness. that said, fuck a taiju redemption arc. no one needed a taiju fucking redemption arc.

i forget that kisaki was actually a great villain! until they give you his motivations - bleh bleh bleh - he's actually so scary! he's always several steps ahead, he is good at setting traps and escaping them, he is charismatic in a strange way. he's a good villain. (and honestly, i don't even mind that he's an incel. i mind that he's an elementary school incel. if wakui had just written kisaki as staying friends with hina over the years, it would have drastically improved it. but alas. he is ruined for me forever)

i also forgot how deep hanma's voice is. that's it. that's the note.

the bad

the gag with chifuyu's "plan a and plan b" made my stomach turn. i can't stand watching people humiliate themselves.

takemichi revealing everything to chifuyu in the manga is a great moment, but i think it is spoiled a bit in happening in ep 3 of the anime because it's been a while since we have seen the bond between takemichi and chifuyu between seasons, so it just feels too sudden idk

hina's dad would have been a lot more convincing if he didn't open his speech with how he's basically an absentee parent that never sees his kids. he's not even a good dad!

really wish hina was a character and not just a prop while we're on the subject. the idea that this boy broke up with her in middle school, and she just pined after him into her mid-20s??? is she a femcel to kisaki's incel? what is this??? i know it's passe to point this out, but they really should have made them high schoolers. would have made moments like this a little more reasonable.

i request more mikey. and i know i'm not getting it for a few more eps but god.

the ugly

i know that you can't think too deeply about this story and how takemichi is 26 or it makes everything happening a) insanely creepy re: Hina and b) insanely cringy re: why is he so impressed by the company of these middle schoolers??? like, i know. suspend your disbelief and go with it. but the show keeps reminding me! they keep dropping lines about it as a joke and it's harshing my vibes.

also, takemichi is the most pathetic protagonist of all time, and it's worse in the anime than the manga because you can't read past it fast. watching those moments stretch out in the anime is agony. he keeps being outsmarted by children. CHILDREN! he jumps back to the past and his immediate priority is beating a child at bowling! he sees "bd" on a rival gang's jacket and wonders 'what does that stand for' a mere 30 seconds after thinking about the Black Dragons! i get that he's meant to be a loser, but why also make him this insufferably stupid???? (i don't even hate takemichi. i just think the anime is making it tough.)

[catblgog]

Topic: Wings

(this is the only topic I have this week dawg I managed my time sooo poorly. Also I'm losing steam on interest for my topics.)

I am going back to a tumblr post (link here) that I found a year ago that had the idea that I mentioned in last week’s research too. The one with the British wartime operators looking for bomb planes and sometimes getting signals of large and strangely moving things and they didn’t know what they were. So they called them angels. Later it turned out to be echoes caused by birds– they didn’t know because they thought birds wouldn’t be detected by their radars. I liked the idea that an angel could be an echo. 

Observe

Skip to TLDR at the end for my summary on what my friends / family said to me. 

Question that was asked:

"Do you think there was a higher being that intentionally created all things we perceive as beautiful, and does that belief (either way) make you appreciate beautiful things more or appreciate them less? "

Explaining the question for clarity for the sake of notes, since some people didn't totally understand my intention and perhaps I could have worded my question better:

What I was trying to ask was A. if people believed in a higher power or not (either answer was totally normal and cool) and B. if they believed that beautiful things were created intentionally or not changed their interpretation of how beautiful that thing might be.

Taylor

I don’t think so - if there was, peoples ideas of beauty would align completely, which they don’t. And if they were intentionally created, I think I would appreciate them less, because it would never feel serendipitous, which is a very good kind of beauty.

Amanda

i also don’t think there was any one being that created what we think of as beautiful, i agree with taylor that multiple beauty standards wouldn’t be a thing if this was the case but i also think that it kind of takes away from the artistry of individuals exploring what they think of as beautiful through art and also how accidents or random things can be beautiful. i definitely think i appreciate beauty more knowing that it can be spontaneous and random or something that was planned by someone who is just like me, that i too can create art, not just copy what some higher power has already made

Janelle

I think that a higher force does exist that is responsible for the creation of the universe and all the beautiful things within it, but our concept of 'intention' probably doesn't apply to it. This doesn't change how much I appreciate beautiful things. In either case, intention or not, beauty is valuable intrinsically as a reason for living. Beauty is the recognition of good in something, so if you believe that life is a good thing, you can find beauty in anything.

Jacob

im definitely not sure if there was some greater force that created everything, much less things we perceive as beautiful. i think in part our ability to perceive beauty was evolved and refined through generations and generations. even if there were such a being that created all things including that which we perceive as beautiful, i think there’s some cruelty in the things outside of that qualification. regardless, my appreciation of beauty is grounded in my own perception and wouldnt be influenced by the “will” of a higher power

Emory

First question - I don’t really think about it and I don’t really care ??? Like it’d be cool if there was and I’d like to believe that there is some higher being but like there’s probably not ?? And I think I appreciate them no matter what - when I experience beautiful things I don’t think about why or how they came about sooo idk I don’t really care 😁👍

Philip

I think that a higher force does exist that is responsible for the creation of the universe and all the beautiful things within it, but our concept of 'intention' probably doesn't apply to it. This doesn't change how much I appreciate beautiful things. In either case, intention or not, beauty is valuable intrinsically as a reason for living. Beauty is the recognition of good in something, so if you believe that life is a good thing, you can find beauty in anything.

Jack

ChatGBT is correct about the "begging the question" fallacy - we would have to accept that a higher being exists in order to provide an answer. For the sake of argument, let's assume a higher being exists.

*Little off topic - if a higher being exists, I’d like to define it (Dad touched on this a little when talking about simulation theory). Is this higher being just some powerful force that created the physics of our universe? Or is this higher being more akin to what we'd expect from a religious text (does stuff that affects us directly and personally)?

If this higher being is just some force that created the universe without intent, then it didn’t create beautiful things with some random primates on a random planet in mind. Especially because those primates didn’t exist until BILLIONS of years had passed.

*Back on topic - So I guess to answer your question, if some being intentionally designed everything, then no, I would appreciate beautiful things less - It would greatly cheapen the value. If it was all designed, I’d think “Well of course it’s beautiful, it was specifically made for me to think so.” LAME

Amy

Marc

Cheryl

The wording of my question was apparently mis-representative of what I wanted to ask and Che had the question dissected by chat gpt. 

And then some more texts with garbage from chatgpt. I did not waste my effort screenshotting them.

Dani

(no response yet)

Hannah

(No response yet)

Alex 

(No response yet)

Myself

I do not think there is anything that was created intentionally because there is no thing doing the creating. I think through the random chances of the scattered protons in the universe we are here and able to feel moments of serendipitous beauty. I think because they are random, this means they are more beautiful because of how lucky we are that we can process and interpret them as so. 

TLDR; (A summary from what people said)

A lot of people thought that the first half of the question was irrelevant, and that their perception of beauty was unchanged by if it was created with intention or not. There was also opinions that thought the lack of intention (whether from a creator or not) would make things more beautiful. No one said that they thought beautiful things were created intentionally by a creator, and multiple people said that they believed there was a being that created things but they could not understand what beauty meant to us therefore did not do anything with intention. 

Make

List / poem:

Things that are angels to me

An echo

The dreams I forget before I wake up

The smell of rain on the breeze before you can feel the storm

A single feather I saw floating from the sky the other day

A promise 

The roaring sound of the ocean when you walk by the beach on a dark night

When you’re overtaken by a sense of deja vu

A warm blanket from a dryer wrapped around your shoulders

A hug

When you lay in bed after a long day and realize that your blankets are softer than you remember

When you laugh so hard you can’t breathe

Hope after a long moment of despair

A smile

When you step outside and the sun is kindly warm on your skin

The dragonfly that landed on my shoulder and looked into my eyes and in the moment that our gazes connected all of the world stopped

The first day that the hint of spring is in the air

An angel is an echo

Reflection

I liked asking people a question, that was a lot more fun than doing research. But this whole capstone thing feels like blindly groping about in a huge unlit room on a cloudy, moonless night with not so much as a single match to light to see with. And it's so dark and there's so many obstacles in the way and you keep slamming your shin into things you can't see. In short, I find this capstone process confusing and frustrating.

[pesterloglog]

Roxy Lalonde, John Egbert, Harry Anderson Egbert

Candy, page 38

ROXY: sup john

ROXY: long time no see

ROXY: well alright then pal

ROXY: i do believe u know the way to the living room

JOHN: yeah, yep.

JOHN: thanks.

JOHN: sorry for staring like an idiot.

JOHN: it’s...

JOHN: i just got done with a whole week of feeling weird about hanging out in my dad’s old house again.

JOHN: I kind of forgot to think about how it would be surreal coming back here, too.

JOHN: some kind of nostalgia whiplash, i guess.

ROXY: fair enough yo

ROXY: harry andersons out if u were wonderin

ROXY: hell scoot back home later so if you make it thru round 1 of awkward ex-family convos im happy to say you can be rewarded with another

JOHN: oh, cool.

JOHN: i’d like to see him, if…

JOHN: if it’s okay with both of you.

ROXY: ya we chatted bout it

ROXY: but like i said

ROXY: one thing at a time

ROXY: lets me n u tear this ol egbert/lalonde estrangement band-aid right the fuck off n see what we got goin on underneath it

JOHN: sounds like a plan.

JOHN: so, uh.

JOHN: i’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently.

JOHN: and i’ve realized some things.

JOHN: some stuff that involves you and some that doesn’t, but all things i think you deserve to know.

JOHN: whew.

JOHN: ok lemme think where to start...

JOHN: you know how jake left jane?

JOHN: i mean, i assume you know.

JOHN: though, uh, no offense, but jane’s version might be...

JOHN: skewed.

ROXY: oh lmao nah i didnt hear it from janey

ROXY: harry anderson filled me in on wat he got thru the teen grapevine

JOHN: oh!

JOHN: are you guys not...

JOHN: nevermind.

JOHN: i’m sorry, i came to apologize for my shit, not pry into your business.

JOHN: we don’t have to talk about jane if you don’t want to.

ROXY: janey n me havent been super tight of late

JOHN: ah.

JOHN: what about politics not coming between friends and all that?

ROXY: lmao well turns out sometimes someones politics make it p clear what kind of friends they value

ROXY: or dont

ROXY: and idk sometimes people you used to like when you were a teen grow up to be assholes or w/e!!

ROXY: i think i was clingin to somethin just to prove to myself that i was doin stuff right

ROXY: ol rolal

ROXY: hella normal

ROXY: v good at sticking with friends

ROXY: the more i thought abt it the more i figured holdin on to that one thing made me lose out on some other shit

ROXY: u might relate

JOHN: haha, you got me there i guess.

ROXY: anyways

ROXY: im not tryna take up all ur big speech time w/ my stuff

ROXY: you were tellin me about how jake n janey finally went splitsways and how it gave you some kind of epiphany

JOHN: no, it’s cool!

JOHN: i’m glad to hear it.

JOHN: we can come back to your shit after my shit, maybe.

JOHN: but yeah, jake, he uh...

JOHN: he and tavros are living with me now.

JOHN: i think for the foreseeable future. we were expecting jane to have kind of a fit about it, but all we’ve gotten so far are some divorce papers.

JOHN: if she knows where jake is and she hasn’t had a drone fleet dispatched to nuke my house off the planet i think that’s a good sign she’s actually just letting them go?

JOHN: which is kind of surprising, but, uh. good, i guess.

ROXY: ok ill b the first 2 admit that janes turned into kind of a jerk lately but u no shes not actually like

ROXY: literally evil

ROXY: lol

JOHN: that’s debatable!

ROXY: sry to disappoint but janes just a person and you cant actually blame her for everything that went wrong in our marriage like i was her helpless thrall or somethin

JOHN: that’s not what i was saying...

ROXY: ok neither of us came here to argue about janey did we

JOHN: you’re right. let’s just not talk about her.

ROXY: yea

JOHN: anyway...

JOHN: i’ve been doing a lot of thinking about how things got to be like they are.

JOHN: i guess i’ll just come out and say it.

JOHN: i completed fucked up your entire life.

JOHN: i’m not going to pretend like there are two sides here. it’s my bad, totally.

JOHN: like, not just what happened to our marriage, though it’s also true that that’s completely my fault.

JOHN: but even before that...

JOHN: i think i fucked up on just this massive, fundamental level, and it’s what i did—

JOHN: or, well, what i didn’t do—

JOHN: that caused every stupid bullshit thing about the way this world is.

JOHN: none of this was supposed to be this way.

JOHN: honestly, it doesn’t feel right that we got married at all, does it?

JOHN: your life was heading in this whole other direction with callie, and i just...

JOHN: i dunno. i just kind of took that from you.

JOHN: i think i ended up taking a lot of decisions from a lot of people.

JOHN: everything took a backseat to what i wanted.

JOHN: whatever cosmic significance the lives here do or don’t have, all the pointless suffering i’ve created is... inhumane. and—

ROXY: oh nah ill stop u rite there my man

ROXY: im sorry john ilu but this is some hot steamin horseshit

JOHN: what?!

ROXY: its some real jerkoff emoji stuff is all im sayin!!

ROXY: you think you choice mattered so much that no one elses could measure up?

ROXY: n then what

ROXY: did u get what u wanted?

ROXY: did your life end and the points got tallied and you came out on top or like what?

ROXY: still p much seems like were movin to me

ROXY: and you sure dont seem like ur winnin so wheres all this good shit you got that you gotta go around handin out apologies for?

ROXY: also damn dude while were at it!!

ROXY: u forgot to actually say sorry in that apology!

JOHN: no, i didn’t — i just meant...

JOHN: i’m sorry for fucking up your life, or making it not—

ROXY: i like my life!!!

ROXY: i mean it aint perf and i got my share of fuckups n mistakes in there but you dont get to tell me its fucked up

ROXY: or that it isnt real or somethin

ROXY: its mine!

ROXY: i mean i felt... somethin i guess

ROXY: but its not just you

ROXY: youve never been the only player in this game u kno

ROXY: do u not remember who all was there when this all kicked off?

ROXY: me n callie wouldna told u u had a choice if it was all just some meaningless bs

ROXY: its not like i was ever some master seer of all that ever was or will be but i do know a lil bit abt what coulda gone down if things were different

ROXY: and u know what

ROXY: i like the way things turned out just fuckin fine

ROXY: so maybe u could stop wastin precious eternity thinkin ur so special that its ur fault everyones not perfectly happy

JOHN: i just kept wanting to find ways to make everything make sense, you know?

JOHN: but maybe it just fucking doesn’t.

ROXY: i know we became grownups in a world built specifically n cosmically for us

ROXY: so i get wanting to find a pattern in everything

ROXY: but not everything has 2 b that deep

ROXY: n when u think abt it

ROXY: lookin at it that way, like evrythin has to be this elaborately purposeful heroic design to be worthwhile

ROXY: is actually p shallow

JOHN: oh.

JOHN: yeah, i guess.

JOHN: i’m sorry. it’s just so hard to not feel like a total asshole.

JOHN: maybe i’m not some grand vizier of destroying time and space or whatever.

JOHN: but we KNOW that there’s a canon timeline out there.

JOHN: and it seems really obvious to me that we aren’t in it anymore.

ROXY: so what

JOHN: “so what”???

ROXY: yea

ROXY: so what

ROXY: tf do i care that theres some other reality out there some1 arbitrarily decided was the “real” one

ROXY: whats that have to do with the life i have now

ROXY: what is there actually that makes this one mean less than that one to the ppl who r actually in it

JOHN: you never feel like it would’ve been better if things had gone a different way?

JOHN: magic or no, i could have done a lot differently, for you especially.

JOHN: stuck around, or... fuck.

JOHN: stayed out of your way to begin with.

JOHN: let you and callie do your thing, or do whatever it was you seemed to be headed off to do.

JOHN: i just didn’t expect it to be me, after...

ROXY: nah dont say that

ROXY: i mean i accept ur apology this time but

ROXY: theres obvs all kinds of ways shit coulda gone

ROXY: and tbh back then

ROXY: with her...

ROXY: mostly i think i just wanted to do stuff right

ROXY: not that i knew wtf that even meant lmao

ROXY: which was prob the problem lmao lmao lmao

ROXY: just like

ROXY: we had this big fresh as hell start at bein people!

ROXY: i had all these conflictin thoughts abt how to be me in the first place

ROXY: like what it meant to date a beautiful skull alien

ROXY: sexualitywise and genderwise and person in generalwise

ROXY: for a while there i didnt know if i wanted ppl to think of me as a woman at all

JOHN: ah, i didn’t know.

JOHN: well, i guess maybe i wondered?

JOHN: but the way young idiot me would have wondered, so not that deeply.

JOHN: and it seemed like you’d forgotten all about it when we got together.

ROXY: i hadnt forgotten about it

JOHN: do you want to talk about it...?

ROXY: i coulda told you then but i kinda felt embarrassed abt flip floppin with my identity i think

ROXY: mean it isnt like i grew up with big airquotes society tellin me what was right n wrong like u did

ROXY: so it wasnt any kind of shamefest

ROXY: just a lot of abstract hypotheticals wed only just started talking about and never got very far into

ROXY: just idk i thought i might do things one way but then i stopped hangin out with callie as much

ROXY: its not like i stopped thinkin abt it

ROXY: or her

ROXY: but it never rly came up with anyone else and i didnt rly feel like i could talk abt it with you so i never brought it up again

JOHN: i’m really sorry you felt that way, roxy.

ROXY: its ok its not ur fault

JOHN: but you don’t regret it?

JOHN: not going for that stuff, and instead just... marrying me?

JOHN: i’m not asking so you can absolve me, i’m just impressed.

JOHN: how do you not second guess every choice you make?

ROXY: i havent stuck my head in the timeline vortex like u have so i dunno what its like to see other options

ROXY: i just do things the best way i think to do em and then shrug n hope it works out?

ROXY: i dont think i can regret anything

ROXY: theres not only one right way to be me imo

ROXY: i like the me i am

ROXY: its not like i went n decided “actually hell ya love to be a woman n do all the shit on the woman checklist”

ROXY: i get that thats prob what it looks like outside of my own self but i dont care abt that

ROXY: sorry lol im not good at this whole explainin what transpires in my brain thing

ROXY: idk this life ive been livin gave me harry anderson

ROXY: that kinda outweighs anything else just for me personally

ROXY: n its not like i ever totally quit thinkin abt that gender stuff

ROXY: i just found a different way to work it out than maybe i was originally gonna

ROXY: i...

ROXY: but lmao john were just adults

ROXY: were not dead!

ROXY: idk i mean were only what... barely middle aged in regular human years?

ROXY: we got all kinds of hypothetical but still prolly finite eternity to work our shit out

ROXY: who tf knows

ROXY: its not like you figure out who you are when youre 23 and then the rest of ur whole life is just sittin back watchin ur shit fall apart or not

ROXY: i mean maybe thats been it for u so far

JOHN: haha. ouch.

ROXY: i just dont think im anywhere near done buildin those roxy self actualization train stops

ROXY: who the fuck can say how many more i got lined up

ROXY: same goes for u

ROXY: if youre willing to look at this life as more than a cosmically pointless dead end failure that is

JOHN: i guess...

JOHN: there’s literally nothing to do but keep moving forward.

JOHN: i may as well not be a big fucking downer about it if i don’t have to be.

ROXY: thats the spirit

ROXY: weve got a million billion lifetimes ahead of us john

ROXY: u dont even KNOW all the ways u got left to fuck up in!!

ROXY: hows that for some inspiration??!

JOHN: it’s...

JOHN: it’s pretty fucking inspirational, roxy.

JOHN: thank you for trusting me with this personal stuff.

JOHN: i know partly you were telling me all that to kick my sadsack ass, but i know you don’t talk about this kind of thing every day.

ROXY: to be real i hadnt even let myself think abt it every day

ROXY: so thanks for lettin me ramble at u out loud instead of just almost thinkin abt it once every few years

JOHN: i guess sometimes it takes hearing the same shit over and over until it sticks.

JOHN: that’s mostly an own on myself by the way.

ROXY: lmao were just rippin off those bandaids left n right over here

ROXY: a coupla professional issue discussers

JOHN: yeah, i’m frankly baffled by how fucking good we are at this?

JOHN: where was this when we sucked so hard at being married?

ROXY: buried under a shocking number of issues is my guess

JOHN: well, it’s nice to throw a few off, for once.

ROXY: feel free to communicate with me instead of spendin the next 300 years in a silent prison of your own making if u so desire

JOHN: hey harry anderson.

JOHN: it’s really, really good to see you.

JOHN: do you wanna go for a drive?

HARRY ANDERSON: yeah, dad.

HARRY ANDERSON: that could be cool.

[luffythinker]

Been thinking about what if Naruto went to AU and like all the characters were in the My hero Universe IT IS I IM BACK

Naruto wants to be the number 1 hero he wants to surpass All might so he goes to UA

Sasuke gets into UA (we all saw this coming) he got in on recommendation cause his family are police people. He wants to avenge and revenge and all that the Uchiha thing happen but i can't really think why all that stuff would happen if you can think of a reason let me know.

Sakura she has a medical quirk she doesn't come from a fancy famliy but UA wants her cause they want her to train under recovery girl medical quirks are extremely un heard of and rare so she's special a little bit right from the get go

The sports festival with these guys would be so awesome to watch. Sakura gets her hair cut in the tournament, he also fights Gaara who also goes to UA either that or include him fighting him later on maybe? Lee gets hurt by Gaara and recovery girl doesn't want to work on him cause he could die from her healing him so they send him to a specialist Tsunade, Tenten fights Temari, Hinata fights Neji, Shikamaru fights Temari, Neji fights Naruto, Naruto fights Gaara, Ino fights Sakura it's a tie like Kirishima's fight they don't do a rock paper scissor or arm wrestle it's just a tie. Sasuke fights Gaara but Gaara doesn't care about him so i don't know how that ends up everyone has their fights

the camp trip, Naruto hears that Deku's class is getting to go to camp and his isn't so Naruto makes a plan to sneak on the bus that's how he gets to the training camp, they very well can't send him home so they allow him to be there. Sasuke not wanting to left out and wanting to out do Naruto tags along how did Sakura get here you may ask? Well Kakashi the UA teacher had already made previsions for his students to go to the camp alongside class 1-A and 1-B so sneaking onto the bus was not even necessary, Sasuke feels stupid that he even did that with Naruto so they now have passes to be here.

The LOV attack and it hurts Naruto that even though he doesn't like Bakugo he got stolen and he hurts with Deku that that happen. Sasuke attempts to fight itachi who is with the LOV for some reason i don't and he does what he did when Sasuke found him and Jiraiya saved him but Jiraiya isn't here right now Naruto can do a work study with him later.

Naruto and Sasuke "fought" Itachi in the training camp, Sakura was there but she just kinda didn't fight, she just kinda didn't do anything and feels useless about it

after they go home Naruto and Sasuke fight cause you know all their drama. Sasuke leaves UA Naruto is extremely distort he goes with Deku to save Bakugo

they save Bakugo Naruto watches All might fight all for one, the day after he and Sasuke fight and Sasuke leaves for real.

Sasuke is drinking that all for one can help him juice and you know who's on all for ones team? Orochimaru, Orochimaru thinks he can use all for one so he is one of his underlings who plans to betray him

Naruto broke his promise to Sakura but he will find Sasuke. Naurto goes back to intern with jiraiya.

Maybe Naruto is excluded from the Shie Hassaikai arc? cause they did call in pro heroes but i don't think they need jiraiya here cause they didn't need Hawks and im putting jiraiya onpar with Hawks and Endeavor as a hero but he's kinda like gran torino in he stop being a pro hero so while the Shie Hassaikai arc is happen Naruto is training with jiraiya

Naruto also takes the license exam he could fight with Gaara here but i would like them to be friends so lets leave the Gaara and Todoroki fight to the sports festival lets say he fights with Sai here maybe idk maybe Sai goes to Shiketsu

i think Naruto should get his license Naruto knows how to save people i think he would pass

The war comes up Naruto helps fight in the war

the akatsuki is a problem and they want Naruto

Now what the hell is Sasuke and Sakura doing? Well Sakura has no only been training her medical quirk but she also has been training with her strength, Sasuke has been allowing Orochimaru to train him as well as being given quirks from all for one his original quirk is the sharingan he has more quirks now like how the mangekyou sharingan it's not the sharingan here it's a completely different quirk all the powers Sasuke can do that isn't the sharingan are quirks given to him by all for one. Sasuke lies in wait to finish Orochimaru off he uses one of the quirks all for one gave him to absorb Orochimaru for now

In Shikamaru's inernship or work study or whatever with family friend Asuma, Asuma gets killed and he avenge him

i could go on but that's all i have for now.

HELLO AGAIN GLAD TO SEE YOU

for the uchiha massacre we could maybe do this like an accident that happened some time ago (14/15 years ago) by some big villain (we could blame AFO or still keep the itachi plotline and is a runaway) and that's why sasuke wants revenge

Maybe Gaara and the others could be on class 1B just so we have the non-konoha people in one place

love the chunin exams just being the sports festival, would we have any of the characters fighting the bnha ones? lowkey feel like a kiba and Kirishima fight would eat

naruto making a hinata (from haikyuu) plan and just ending up on training camp is so funny to mekjdlkd BYE THIS WAS NOT EVEN NECESSARYKJJSDKJDKJ

NOOO SASUKE DONT LEAVE UA UR BF WILL BE SAD

orochimaru a menace in every universe

i would prefer naruto to fight with gaara tbh i think they could understand each other after that (idk maybe shukaku and kurama have a quirk connection and they realize that their quirks have similar spirits or sumn)

wait if the akatsuki exists here why would itachi be with the LOV ??

i love all that, and i would like to raise you a friendship between tokoyami and shikamaru i feel like they would get along so well, i also think hinata and momo would be friends, they probably have tea parties or whatever rich girls do in their free time (i love them)

[orionangeline]

Astrologically assigned thot

[erizee]

breakdown time