#and hey maybe someone will eventually agree with me and make me a mod

[adozentothedawn]

Karlach, I cannot tell you how much I also want that. Unfortunately that will probably still take a while.

[hkruu]

“ME & YOU?” — hkr

\\ soft yan streamer bf , mod!user , silly fic for y'all , obsessive , implied stalking in the past , implied doxxing //

Akira likes streaming with you.

You both started with meeting each other through an rpg game, agreeing to become his mod, becoming friends, and then meeting in real life and falling in love. It was a normal cliche love story about two gamers falling for each other in your point of view, what about Akira's point of view?

It remains a secret.

You always wondered how he knew all of your favorite things right off the bat, how he knew your awkward gestures, your hobbies and all of that. Maybe he was just really attentive to the things you did..

Akira wasn't a stalker.

He's sweet, he always takes care of you, putting your wants over his. Both of you communicate when something goes wrong, you balance everything. It was a perfect and a normal relationship.

At least that's what you thought.

hkruu: what r we playing today !!

Not_venti: wsg chattttttt

xX_AMI_Xx: r u playing with ur s/o?

yurisghs: hi akiraaaa [akira_pat]

fatgirlsummer: when's the continuation of Until Then ?? ^^

"Until Then? Uh, I mean, probably next week." Akira's eyes glanced over the chat box, watching as many viewers greeted him with good afternoons and nights. "My significant other?" He raised his right eyebrow curiously, reading aloud one of the questions.

"Honestly, I'm not sure if they'll be able to make it on time.." Akira leaned back on his gaming chair, stretching a little.

killlove_i: nauur why [akira_sob]

Not_venti: skibidi will make it on time trust.

tsukasaaaa: I hope they're well ><

cutiepie101: COOP PKEASE !!!

"I'm probably just gonna farm today, not unless Lisa invites me again." He smiles towards the camera, loading up HSR. "I'm not pulling for uh, rappa? The new character I mean, I forgot their name."

llyyyn: lol same

yurisghs: is she good? Ion look at leaks

Not_venti: I'm pulling:))

lamanbrug_01: goodluck to those pulling!!

sdkwohryuu: I want Sunday [akira_sob]

"I want Sunday too.. physically.." Akira pouts, eventually breaking into a silly smile. The rest of the stream going fine as usual, farming here, doing the new quest, companion quest, pulling for Fei Xaio, you know the rest.

A good hour and a half passes and suddenly there's a;

Ding!

"Hey chat, guess who's home!" Akira suddenly brightened, focusing on the game even more as he patiently waited for the same sentence he always heard every single day. Of course, he'd never get tired of it, never.

"I'm home!" A muffled voice could be heard in the background.

Not_venti: I TOKD U THEYD MAKE IT OJ TIME

xX_AMI_Xx: I js woke up whay happened

yurisghs: caught my lonely ass smiling

yumiwgeo: can't relate @yurisighs

Not_venti: LMAO

"You'll find someone yurisghs!" He snickered, quickly exiting out of HSR and logging onto Genshin instead, the familiar bright screen never failing to blind him.

nnsigma [MOD]: hi chat

Not_venti: hi skibidi

yurisghs: halooo

lynnuoo: wsg

yumiwgeo: [akira_wave]

tsukasaaaa: [akira_wave]

"sup babe, yes I ate, I drank water, I showered, I cooked lunch and I did the laundry." Akira's smirk was evident, quickly doing his commissions in-game. If you're wondering he mains Neuvilette.

nnsigma [MOD]: ok good [akira_pat]

nnsigma [MOD]: let's play dti instead ong

Not_venti: real

Guihimoo: [akira_nod]

"No."

About the said ‘Akira is probably just really attentive’ towards you.. let's expand a little bit on that.

The first time you met each other at a nearby Cafe, you were surprised. The pictures of Akira on discord didn't do justice to what he looks like in real life, this guy was walking around as if he just came out of a red carpet..

Aside from that, his personality was still the same as online. Teasing, snarky, he's still got that attitude, and of course playful — he was the fun type you'd want to be friends with. But, he really was your type.

You couldn't resist glancing towards his neck from time to time, hell — you couldn't even make eye contact without being mentally flustered. "Is something wrong?" He'd ask, but you'd immediately shake your head and go along with what he's saying.

I mean, Akira didn't know your address, why are you asking why he knew the way back to your home? He used to live here.

"W-woah.. we have more in common than I thought!" You beamed while Akira smiled softly, it looks like his hard work did pay off. All that late night searching, perfecting and practicing — it was worth it in the very end because you were finally here.

Akira could see you, touch you, feel you, make you feel things you've never felt — ah, how he wishes he could go back in time just to see your horrified expression when you almost got doxxed by someone anonymous.

Of course, he was the one to comfort you at the time, the way you opened up to him about everything, finally letting him know of your feelings.. It was worth every little thing he had worked hard for.

It didn't matter if he had a small or huge fan base what mattered was you being right beside him, experiencing hardships and hope. Akira could do anything, he could try his best — he's not perfect, he has many flaws he'll admit that.

But..

It was worth it if it was you.

Akira was glad that the world hasn't ended yet. Not that it would happen any time soon but — he'd want to be next to you even if it was a life or death situation.

Extras:

"I'm rating you 1 star for the effort. You suck." Akira tapped on the tablet aggressively, while you squirmed right next to him, trying to desperately get your phone case back on — fumbling quite badly.

"I'm rating you 1 star too!"

"You're just mad I'm a trend setter."

[senilthesynth]

To have a sort of "TL;DR" bit of my general thoughts (that's still kinda long but I'm trying OK):

Cohost is shutting down end of the year, going read-only October 1st and getting data backups out the door ASAP. In my opinion, this was going to happen eventually given their funding model - so it was a question of "when", not "if" it happens.

Despite the flaws I saw in how Anti-Software Software Club marketed themselves as a company (being leftist co-op not-for-profit despite being an LLC with no obligation to do that), there was still value in what Cohost was trying to do.

Them incorporating as an LLC, to myself, might have been a mistake since it legally prevented them from bringing on anything resembling volunteer moderators. While being a 501(c)3 or similar non-profit is difficult, they could still pay the core team and have volunteer mods if needed.

Their initial round of funding used the Cohost source code as collateral, preventing them from making it open-source to help gather community contributions to bug fixing, feature requests, etc. on the back-end directly.

They wildly misunderstood Stripe's terms of service when it comes to payments, forcing them to gut months of work into "eggbux" which is basically what tumblr tipping is, and was part of their effort to become a Patreon alternative (their original goal). They claim this was a sudden change, despite it just being a language clarification for a policy Stripe has had for years now.

Per the leftist co-op branding, they all agreed to pay themselves equally (for the most part, stuff has changed now and then) and increase their pay to align with cost-of-living adjustments. This, to me, is a noble goal, but contributed to the vast majority of their expenses and made it even harder for their user base to subscribe and help cover operating costs.

Despite all of these negatives, they still managed to...

Prove that this is a viable concept - Cohost has INCREDIBLE subscriber rates for people who are willing to pay for the service to keep it alive. This, to me, heavily suggests that people want not-scummy social media that doesn't sell user data or push shitty ads.

Prove that users like this kind of service. As far as I'm aware, there was no advertising for Cohost outside of word-of-mouth. Everyone who signed up likely heard of it from someone else. This of course weakened new user rates, but it also meant every active user there heard of it from someone and liked it enough to stay.

Prove that it might just be possible to do all of this work and pay their core team. That idea alone likely led to more monthly subscribers willing to help keep it afloat, because they knew their money was also helping keep them paid too. I still disagree with their payment model and motives, but hey. They still did it.

Cohost, despite its flaws, was a fantastic experiment. I'm sad that it's gone, but happy for what it was able to achieve and suggest is possible for future projects. I don't want people to be disheartened by Cohost's attempt - I want people to see what they did, try to understand the core pain-points, and try to get farther than ASSC did with Cohost. Maybe we'll have a true, not-scummy centralized social media competitor someday because people dare to keep trying to make the dream real.

RIP Cohost

Cohost is shutting down the end of the year. While I'm kinda sad because it was a good experiment to see if non-federated social media could be viable that doesn't rely on selling data or anything, I think Anti-Software Software Club just made too many assumptions that didn't or couldn't pan out. Including just... not understanding what they wanted in the end.

(Read more because this was originally a Bluesky post and got long)

Number 1 mostly being them being "blindsided" by Stripe clarifying their policy that, in the end, means ASSC couldn't use them as a way for users to tip each other or the Artists Alley section and such. That policy existed for years, well before Cohost ever existed. For context, ASSC originally wanted to build a Patreon competitor, not a social media site. They would have failed so hard if they stuck to a Patreon competitor on this alone.

And in my opinion, number 2 is their pay. They were paying themselves very well-off all things considered, and everyone was paid the exact same amount (~94k last I heard). That's… a lot of money going towards pay that could've gone to hosting costs. They're a startup. You pay yourselves what you can. I appreciate that they paid themselves well, but again. Startup. You pay what you can, and they were nowhere close to breaking even at any point.

I think their financial model didn't do themselves any favors - they started out with "we got a lot of loan money to do this and now we have to make it profitable" which, yeah, sometimes that's what it takes. But that's venture capitalism. Especially since Cohost's source code WAS the collateral! They acted as a leftist group trying to market themselves as a non-profit/not-for-profit (they're a LLC, they're legally not forced to do either), paying themselves well more than they realistically, and hoped they could get enough people to subscribe monthly to break even.

That… doesn't work.

Not to say this would've fixed things, but I think them registering as an LLC didn't help. That prevented them from bringing on anything resembling a volunteer, and since their whole thing was "everyone gets paid the same" it meant they had to operate with very few people. If I recall correctly, they had one moderator. Maybe two. Maybe. Two developers, an artist, and a moderator. Four people. MAYBE five, I forget the exact number.

This is entering hypothetical territory so everything is unknown and is me guessing a lot of things, but is based on what I do know.

Being a non-profit comes with its own set of problems, but if they could become and maintain a 501(c)3 non-profit, they could pay themselves what they could and have people willing to help volunteer moderate. They could never get code contributors, though, since their source code was their collateral it by nature had to be closed off. Also, donations (recurring or one-off) are tax-deductible for US-members, so while it's not a HUGE benefit it offers at least that small bonus.

I'm glad that they tried, and got as far as they did (even if it meant loan after loan to not die instantly). It showed that it could be possible - that there's hope in this idea. It's just a question of HOW to make it a sustainable reality. I don't think there's a clear answer there, though. Like my non-profit idea hinges heavily on maintaining 501(c)3 status (or similar) and being able to bring on volunteers as-needed. Using a public spec for the back-end (like ActivityPub or ATProto) so the focus can be on implementing it (even if federation is never a thing) instead of doing it raw - which avoids the back-end development time but then means having to work with an existing spec that may or may not change substantially over time.

IDK. I have no idea what would make a medium-form social media such as Cohost viable. Maybe it's the same idea but with lower pay so it's easier to bring new people on as-needed, with the expectation that this is a passion project 'til it gets off the ground. Maybe it takes the "use a public spec for back-end" approach and focuses on the implementation of it with their own additions and flair. ActivityPub is one spec, but you have Mastodon, Pixelfed, Misskey, Wafrn, etc. that all go in different directions. ATProto will likely be the same one day - Bluesky being the obvious "reference" implementation right now.

Maybe it's something else entirely that I could never ever think of. I don't know, but all I do know is that I'm glad they tried. Unfortunately, the writing has been on the wall for months now and honestly? If you didn't expect that, that's on you. People have been saying that Cohost wasn't sustainable for months.

[tarosin]

the great adventures of y/n and ranboo

this is an extra part to the great adventures series

summary: part two to the angst imagine (the not so great adventures of y/n tommy tubbo jack and ranboo) it’s a happier ‘ending’ please read what is written in bold

this is an “alternative ending” around 15 years into the future this doesn’t mean this is actually how the series is going to end im writing it now and including it as part of series as their friendship is already established i can confirm y/n and the group are going to have a happy ending when the series eventually comes to an end this also does not mean the series is anywhere near the end i plan on continuing the series as vlogs come out, i feel the need to confirm this now love between y/n and ranboo in this imagine is completely platonic

it had been about a month since you last streamed whereas ranboo continued to stream a few days after the fallout as he wanted to make sure you were going to be okay. even though ranboo knew this huge fallout would eventually happen, it still hurt him, especially since he knew there was no way to prevent it, the four of you in the same house mixed with the stress of being some of the most-watched content creators made living rather difficult. it was like walking on eggshells as you didn’t want to interrupt someone's stream, then there was the additional stress of obsessive fans finding out where the four of you lived, you still remember that day very vividly. you were sat in between tubbo and ranboo watching the office whilst Tommy was in an interview when you received a message from your mod.

Chris: hey y/n I received this message earlier I don’t want to scare you, but maybe get the locks changed. someone sent a message claiming this is your address *image of message from ‘fan’*

it didn’t take long for tubbo and ranboo to receive a message from their mods saying the same thing

“holy shit...”

“chances are Tommy has the message too. we shall go check around the house when Tommy is done with the interview.”

luckily no one ever showed up to the house, but the fact some people were so obsessed to the point they found your address was enough to put everyone in the house on edge. and now it was just you and ranboo in the house. you didn’t feel safe as even though ranboo promised to not let anything happen, you didn’t wanna risk it.

“we should move. there’s no point in having such a big house for two people, what are we going to use the extra space for heh? hide and seek with people who have our address. no thank you. I say we move leave this mess behind and start completely over, hell I’d feel safer in the us and that’s saying something”

ranboo agreed the house didn’t have the happiest memories attached to it anymore, it hurt walking past the hallway as it would bring back the memory of him crying into the crook of y/ns neck whilst tubbo left the house.

“let’s do it, I’ll do an early stream then we can look for houses. go take a shower. I’ll stay close to the door so you’re safe, then you can stay in my room whilst I stream, you can join me if you would like.”

“you’re being very protective all of a sudden...let me guess you got the message from our mods announcing the obsessive fans are at it again?”

“go take a shower.”

“no.”

ranboo ended up picking you up, carried you to the bathroom and turned the shower on before putting you on your feet.

“quick shower I’ll see you later.”

and with that he left the room shutting the door behind him, 30 minutes later you got changed and followed ranboo to his room ready to join him whilst he streams

“hey boo, can I join you? I kinda wanna get into streaming again.”

“I'm so glad you asked, I was going to do a face cam stream, if that’s okay?”

“of course.”

you grabbed his mask and glasses whilst he locked the door so you were both safe. “here you go.”

“thank you.”

the pair of you started the stream and it was honestly going well, you were having so much fun you forgot about all the negative things currently going on, you began to understand why ranboo continued streaming as for those 2-4 hours of streaming it felt as though everything was back to normal. 3 hours later the two of you ended stream and Twitter went crazy. tweets ranged from fans talking about how ranboo was streaming with you, how Tommy was in chat, and how tubbo was modding as people who mentioned anything about their address being leaked were banned by tubbo. the one thing that caught ranboos eye was fan art and a picture of you both from the stream captioned ‘they’re platonic soulmates your honour’ ranboo went as far to like, retweet and comment on it.

ranaltboo: glad you liked the stream it was great having y/n back, think I might make them play tattletail next stream

definitelynoty/n: isn’t that the Furby game that terrified you in 2021? bring it on boo!

Twitter went crazy over this interaction, you had finally come back to social media after months of being inactive, and it looked like you were here to stay. a month later you and ranboo moved out of the house and sold it to your aunt and her wife and their three adopted children, you explained the situation and even changed the locks for them all before they moved in.

“Please do tell us if anyone shows up who shouldn’t be. we changed the locks as you were aware- oh hello little one.”

you noticed one of their children decided to cling onto your leg

“I like your hair it’s colourful!”

“Indeed it is.”

“WOAH A GIANT!”

the little girl let go of your leg and ran to ranboo asking to be picked up, unsure of what to do he looked towards you. however, you were too busy laughing about the fact he was compared to a giant.

“I'm so sorry uh if you want to pick her up you can, you don’t have to.”

“pick me up, tall man... I want to be taller!”

ranboo ended up standing next to you with an arm around your waist whilst the child sat on his shoulders happily playing with his hair.

“ranboo do not drop that child.”

“I didn't- I didn't plan on it y/n.”

eventually, it was time to leave and the child reluctantly let go of ranboo.

“bye-bye!! hope to see you soon!”

soon enough you were at a smaller house, far away from the old house, leaving behind the negative feelings. it could only get better, a week later the pair of you had settled into the new house, it finally felt like home. you and ranboo were now streaming full time again, safe to say the two of you were thriving and closer than ever.

“so I’m thinking if I hit the sub-goal today I’ll let chat pick what colour I dye my hair.”

“make it higher, and I’ll let you cut my hair.”

“Are you being serious? oh my god!”

a few minutes later you took to Twitter to announce you were going live.

y/n: kidnapping children in the sims with ranboo psst check the subgoal.

within 20 minutes you had hit the sub-goal, chat ended up picking another random neon colour for your hair.

“right hair dye and the cutting stream will be this weekend, now let’s go back to kidnapping.”

tubbo, tommy, and jack felt awful for what happened and went back to the house where you used to live, hoping to see you there so they could apologise, tubbo knocked on the door only to be met by a young child.

“my sister watches you on twitch!”

“oh that’s lovely.. are y/n and ranboo here?”

an older woman came to the door.

“oh no, I’m sorry dear they both moved out, but they left this box and said to give it to you if you returned.”

“do you know where they moved to?”

“I'm sorry dear, I'm not allowed to tell you that information for safety reasons.”

“I understand, thanks anyway.”

they ended up going back to jacks where the three of them had been staying.

“We should open the box.”

tubbo opened the box and emptied the items onto the floor, inside was the rocks y/n handed tubbo from every trip, photos of the group, a necklace y/n had gifted to Tommy a day before the argument, and a hat y/n had taken from jack during a trip to a zoo.

“what the fuck!”

“holy shit!”

“they really kept all these in hopes we would come back?”

“and now we’re too late.”

it was now the weekend you and ranboo were ready to stream, you stood leaning on ranboo who was significantly smaller than you as you lowered the chair he sat on.

“starting stream...now.”

after the starting soon intro played, you explained what was happening to any new viewers or people who didn’t watch the stream.

“so I’m about to become Edward Scissorhands...I love that film can we watch it later?”

“yeah mhm sure!”

you didn’t know this but your ex best friends were watching and ever so often would show up in the chat.

“so boo, what are we doing with your hair today?”

“just a trim please darling?”

“This is y/ns hairdressers you get what I’m capable of!”

you ended up doing a pretty good job of cutting ranboos hair, even he was impressed.

“I didn’t doubt you for a minute!”

“mhm sure thing please don’t mess up my hair tall one!”

soon enough you had the dye on. 45 minutes later you left to wash it off, leaving ranboo to entertain stream,

“chat I think I missed some of their hair it’s okay, I own scissors, I’ll just cut it.. speaking of they did a great job, didn't they? I honestly expected them to mess up.”

a few minutes later you joined ranboo again and spent the next few hours talking with chat. tubbo, tommy, and jack stayed the entire time. they loved the fact you and ranboo were able to stay close after what happened, Tommy noticed you were still wearing the necklace he got you many years ago and spammed them chat with him tubbo and jack

Tommy: THEYRE WEARING THE NECKLACE!!

jack: so what? they clearly don’t wanna talk to us.

tubbo: shut up listen to them.

“chat why are we spamming platonic soulmates?”

“they’ve been saying it all over Twitter, look on trending y/n.”

you started to blush slightly at all the amazing artwork soon enough the stream came to an end, after saying goodbye the pair of you sat together going through fan art. unfortunately the one that caught your eye was this one twitter post where the artist had created a drawing of a piece of paper with you, ranboo, tommy, tubbo, and jack, however the paper was ripped separating you and ranboo from the others, captioned ‘it was never meant to be’ this clearly upset ranboo as he took off his mask and glasses placing them on the desk before going straight to his bed.

“boo…are you okay?”

“Are you tired of me? are you going to leave next?”

“what? no of course not! I could never get tired of you, why do you ask?”

“everyone else has left..i thought they cared about us, i knew it would happen eventually and i couldn’t stop it, i’m sorry, y/n, please don’t hate me.”

you sat on the edge of the bed looking down at the floor,

“come here.”

you watched him roll over to face you.

“you know there’s no one else who I'd rather spend the rest of my life with, right…if i hated you i wouldn’t have moved house with you. it’s not your job to fix everything and make everything better, you’re a streamer for christ sake not a therapist.”

“i guess so.. can we watch that thing you were on about for ages.”

“edward scissorhands? “

“mhm!”

you could tell he wanted to be distracted, so you agreed and put the film on, towards the end you began to get upset due to how overwhelming everything was.

“Why are you crying?”

“poor Edward.”

“come here.”

ranboo pulled you into a hug you laid there crying into his chest, he knew that wasn’t the reason you were crying, but he wasn’t about to make you tell him, luckily it didn’t take long for you to stop crying as ranboo quickly distracted you.

“ranboo..”

“yeah y/n?”

“I feel bad i didnt realise how much pressure was on you whilst everyone was arguing.”

“Hey, it’s okay, is that what’s upsetting you?”

“mhm.”

“don’t blame yourself, i’d do it all over again to keep you safe and happy..then again i didn’t do a good job on keeping you happy.”

“you did..you were always there for me even when i gave up on social media, you shared your room with me after i started receiving creepy messages from that obsessed fan, hell you even went on adventures with me even though it was clear you hadn’t been sleeping, just so we could spend time together and forget about what was happening. you mean a lot to me boo.”

“i love you.”

“i love you too bud, I’m tired.”

“go to sleep, it’s been a long day.”

“okay.”

“you just staying there?”

“yes.”

“oh, oh okay, goodnight.”

about a year later the two of you were still thriving, ranboo got you a promise ring a few months earlier.

“heh what’s this for?”

“as your best friend i promise to stay by your side and keep you safe and make sure that you’re happy, in other words you're stuck with me till the end of time.”

“boo…i really don’t know what to say.. thank you so much!”

“you don’t have to say anything!”

you ended up going out to buy him a promise ring when he started the stream and decided to take your cousins with you now that they were a little older. ranboo was doing a facecam stream when the door slammed open revealing you covering your three younger cousins ranboo not realising you were hiding them from the camera, instinctively stood up covering the camera

“ranboooooo!”

“yes you three and y/n ,what do you need?”

“we would like to watch a film!”

“Okay, i’ll go put one on, y/n will you entertain chat?”

“sure thing boo boy!”

once they left you sat fixing your hair forgetting you were wearing the ring chat noticed this and went crazy, so did Tommys group with tubbo and jack.

tubbo: that’s a ring, right??

jack: yeah looks like it.

Tommy: holy shit I always thought if anyone was gonna get married it would be tubbo and y/n, they were inseparable.

tubbo: hilarious.

jack: it could just be a ring, no one mentioned marriage tommy!

Tommy: we should congratulate them.

jack: at least let them explain fucking hell.

soon enough ranboo came back into the room,

“sorry one of them found it hilarious to steal my glasses...”

“they’re little shits i swear to god but i love them.”

you both noticed chat going crazy and both looked at each other before laughing.

“i'm sorry, i can’t take you serious in the mask and glasses!”

“i can’t take you serious with neon hair, but here we are!”

“rude!”

you and ranboo quickly put an end to the rumours,

“no we’re not engaged or married, it is a promise ring. no they’re not our children, they’re y/ns cousins they just spend a lot of time here..chat stop calling me and y/n parents and comparing us to phil that’s not..that’s not how it works okay!”

“parent arc!”

“y/n, don’t encourage them!”

“it’s a little bit funny!”

soon enough the bit came to an end and eventually ranboo ended the stream.

“hey boo look what i got you”

you handed him a little black box, inside was a ring similar to yours

“i promise to always stick around and be here for you”

“oh my god”

ranboo tackled you into a hug thanking you several times for his rings. you and ranboo were living your best life meanwhile jack, tommy, and tubbo were stuck dealing with the guilt of what happened, but they’re weren’t giving up that easy. they wanted you both back, that’s when you received a notification, tommyinnit has sent you a message request: hey y/n can we talk..please?

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[basilly]

coming out || p!irl!multiple x reader

. request:  Hi! hope you're doing well!, but I uh wanted to request headcanos of a female reader coming out to ranboo, tommy, and philza? (maybe as bisexual, but any other is fine)

. i went with bi, all platonic, and age can be any!

. pronouns: she/her

Ranboo:

. he is so supportive, well they all are, but I just know that he wouldn’t care either way

. i feel like he’d just be insanely happy that you trust him and are brave enough to come out to him

“Thank you so much for telling me- I’m so glad you felt like you could come out to me”

. if someone asks when you are going to get a boyfriend any time soon, he’d chime in “Or girlfriend!”

. if you having an argument w/ your parents not supporting you while he’s over, he would politely try to reason with them

“But your daughter is brave enough to tell you about her sexuality- you as parents should be supportive” “Does that change how much you love her? She is still her.”

. would not hesitate to defend you in front of others

. absolutely will not tolerate any biphobia towards you- if in chat, he automatically tells any mods to ban them

. if you are nervous coming out, he will wait patiently for you to eventually say it out loud, he will never rush you

. both of you agreeing on the same movie/tv show actresses/cartoon ladies/anime girls are good looking

. he wouldn’t tell anyone unless you were comfortable with it, just neutrally trying to diffuse situations that make you uncomfortable

Tommy:

. tommy would try and educate himself more 

. asks you questions- 

“So you like both guys and girls? Do you have a preference?”

. he just doesn’t want to mess anything up jic 

. i think this goes for all of them- does not tolerate any biphobia, automatically banned and blocked

. makes maybe one or two jokes

“Hey at least you have more dating options”

“Now we are a bi and a lesbian” /j 

. would assure you that your sexuality does not change the way he views you

. w/ the unsupportive parents, he might get a bit out of hand

“She’s your daughter! Why can’t you be supportive- she’s trying to let you into her life and you’re being insensitive” “Tommy leave it-” “No- this is something that isn’t a phase, not changing in an instant, they need to accept it and at least not shame you or hate you for it”

. if you’re okay with it, tells most mcyts just so they don’t make you uncomfortable and ofc they would support you as well

. it makes him feel special that you were brave enough to tell him

. he would act like he’s the first one you told and brag about it to others (if they know)

“Guys guys she trust me so much I am her best friend- I was told first”

Philza:

. he’s the one who says “I am going to love you either way” (platonically ofc)

. even asks if you want to buy a pride flag and will buy it for you 

. will join you in full pride gear to pride parades if you want

. he feel like he’s proud that you’re okay with telling him and he just wants you to be happy

. he wouldn’t make it a huge deal where its overbearing, but he will always remember it and make sure no one else gives you hate

. w/ unsupportive parents: 

“i know I’m not her parent, but as a parent figure I would support her no matter what, they deserve unconditional love”

. if chat does know and there are people asking about his reaction:

“Y/n coming out as bi is completely okay, and it should be okay to you as well chat. I would still support her either way, bi, straight, lesbian, etc. It does not change how I feel and view her”

. if you’re surprised by his support he would be confused

“Of course I would support you- why wouldn’t I?”

an: got a little carried away w/ ranboo’s but I hope you liked it! if there’s anything wrong with it please let me know

I actually didnt want to tag anyone since this one was def more projected towards bi ppl but for more general pieces i will use my taglist! (if that makes sense?)

[marshmurmurs]

hey. hey psst. grian & purpled friends au is a banger. you um, you got any more? mayhaps?

Ok so you're gonna have to bear with me for aa few moments since this au is made by someone who hasn't watched Evo in a hot second and someone who I believe hasn't yet finished watching it, so we are mostly working off of fanon and my terrible memory for Watcher stuff

With that said, you've heard of Watcher!Grian, now get ready for Watcher!Purpled too :D

So you’re probably wondering how in the world we got here. It started with Peggy mentioning that Purpled got a clean view of both Tommy’s duel with Dream and Phil taking out Wil. That’s enough for me to start the Watcher propaganda babey!!!

“They watch but cannot be seen”

I'm pretty sure I yoinked this quote from a sign that showed up in some Watcher thing at some point. Purpled sure does watch. I also believe he has done some messing around with replay mod to see inside the prison or something? So yeah, Watcher boy be looking. And the “cannot be seen” part? He’s constantly falling into the background, almost forgotten, and maybe it's in his very nature.

Grian and Purp were both Watchers, though their time as Watchers only briefly overlapped. Purpled was already a Watcher during Evo times, having been picked up by the Watchers while traveling the void in his spaceship. They had promised him he would become something greater than himself, he would be part of something important, he would have a legacy. Purpled went along with them, at first, it wasn’t like he really had anything better to be doing. Besides, the magic and wings he got out of the deal were pretty cool.

It was when the Watchers started looking to recruit Grian that Purpled started to question why he was there. That legacy they promised him, he wasn't sure if they ever delivered on that. If anything, it was the Watchers that were benefiting off of him. The Evolutionists were the only people who were confident in their existence, and even then, they only knew of the group as a whole. They had no idea how many of them there were or of any of the individuals within. He doesn’t think that was ever what he wanted out of joining the Watchers... He wasn’t actually sure what he had wanted out of them.

Purpled noticed the Watchers focusing their attention on Grian, he saw how they worked to break down his will to rebel. Sure, he had joined them, but it wasn't like he had been told all their rules upfront. Naturally the guy who had continuously tested the limits of their patience when they had been some unknown power wouldn’t stop that just because he was one of them now. Grian would push the limits of what he was allowed to do, finding loopholes, dancing around the rules, and even outright breaking them at times. The two interacted a few times and Purpled liked the guy well enough. He liked him enough to break the rules himself and not report Grian when he caught him breaking some rules, he even pointed out a few spots in the rules where the phrasing could be exploited. Still, he recognized the opportunity Grian’s presence provided him. Purpled was no longer the newest Watcher, no longer constantly under their gaze. He could just leave, and if he was smart about it, he could get away and have plenty of time before anyone noticed.

So he did. With a final o7 to Grian, Purpled left. Their final encounter within the Watchers domain went something like this:

Purpled: Hey do you want some advice?

Grian: Sure

Purpled: *walks away never to be seen again within the Watcher’s domain*

It was only later that Grian realized what the advice was, long after he began sneaking out, began testing the limits of what he could do. It was long after he figured out that an eye couldn't really look within itself and he could use the very powers the Watchers had given him to hide himself from them, long after he'd made his own domain, long after he'd slipped away to a land he created specifically to stay out of their sight and reach that he realized what the advice was. Purpled had left. His advice was to leave. Grian had—albeit unknowingly—followed that advice.

Purpled had taken a much different method to getting away. Instead of making himself untraceable, he hid in plain sight. He went to Hypixel and made a name for himself playing Bedwars. With each game he won, with each game he clutched, he amassed supporters. Players, believers and doubters alike, began to bet on the outcome of his matches. Purpled had made himself seen. He knew the Watchers knew he was there, but that was the point. They couldn’t reach him, not without breaking their own rules, at least. Unlike the two Players turned Watchers, the original Watchers cared deeply for and were bound by their rules. Even if they had tried anything, Purpled managed to create his own legacy, making for himself what they never could. Beyond that, he'd found friends, he'd built a community, surrounded himself with people who would look for him and make themselves a problem for the Watchers if they tried to make him go back. They were forced to sit by and do nothing as he continuously broke their most important rule.

Purpled didn't need the Watchers, he never did.

Grian didn't really know how he felt about the Watchers. He didn't think he hated them, not really. The Watchers had given him a taste of true freedom then immediately began to restrain him. They'd given him wings and the power to create worlds in mere seconds, something which would not only take a regular Admin a much longer time, it would require a significant amount of preparation. He was given the world at his fingertips but was limited by the long list of rules the Watchers enforced. He doesn't regret joining them—he wouldn't give up his wings for the world—but they just weren't enough. The more they tried to make him fit their mold of a perfect little Watcher, the more sure of that he became.

It was almost funny, the Watchers had become stricter in order to prevent another Purpled situation. They were trying to ensure Grian wouldn’t leave them too, but in doing so, they had given him reason to. He was a bit curious though, he wondered what Purpled was up to now. Grian hadn’t gotten news about him since he’d left the Watchers.

So Grian went to Hypixel, he wanted to see if he could track down Purpled. He knew the other was there, judging by the leaderboards, but he couldn’t seem to catch him around the hub. He managed to track down gamblers betting on Purpled's victories. Grian followed that lead, tailing the person who was updating them on the results of Purpled's matches. Somehow that person continued to find intel without Grian catching where Purpled was. It made no sense, and if he was being honest with himself, it had long since reached the point of being frustrating. Eventually, after an infuriating amount of dead ends Grian decided he may as well play a few games before calling it a day and heading home. He tried a few solo matches of bedwars and while PvP wasn't really his thing, he had to admit throwing fireballs at people was pretty fun.

Grian finding Purpled wasn't even intentional on his part. At that point he wasn’t even actively looking or playing the game properly. He’d simply started building houses after politely asking people to leave him alone with varying levels of success. After a few games, he received a friend request from the person who had won the last match with a message inviting him to join them for some doubles. Grian accepted after a moment of thought, they seemed polite enough. They had left him for last when it would’ve been way easier and much more convenient to just continue their clockwise sweep.

It didn’t take Grian long to realize that his new companion was nicked, though to be fair, he was too. It’s not that he particularly cared when someone was nicked, but his curiosity was getting the better of him. There was something about this person, the way they held themself, the general energy around them, something that just felt so familiar. Try as he might, though, Grian couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

It was when he noticed the absolute confidence and ease in which his companion threw themself into the void that Grian finally gave in to his curiosity. Players usually avoid the void, and even if they did jump into it for strategic purposes, he's never seen anyone

recover as fast as his companion did. While they ran off to go stab someone who was getting too close to their area for comfort, Grian tried to look past their disguise. He was met with resistance, surprisingly. Usually looking past a Player being nicked was no issue. He pushed harder, it was more than just curiosity at this point, he needed to know who this was, why they were able to resist him. Somehow the results were worse this time. Grian realized with increasing bewilderment that he could no longer even see his companion. His teammate was just gone, there one moment and gone the next.

Grian blinked away the purple in his eyes, focusing on his surroundings. There were no new bridges leading away, his teammate was still in the game, and they hadn't died. Where could they have gone? He continued to scan the island when he was suddenly hit with the overwhelming sense of being watched. There, standing beside him was his teammate, eyes glowing the same purple Grian's had moments before.

"Something wrong, Grian?"

It all clicked for him then. His nicked companion was the guy he had been looking for the entire time, he’d only just now decided to reveal himself. Of course Grian’s Watcher abilities hadn’t helped, Purpled had way more power here than he did. He was just a guest in the other’s domain, he never had a chance of finding him if he hadn’t wanted to be found.

“Y’know, you could have been a lot clearer.”

“Rule 7. Besides, you figured it out, didn’t you?”

Once they reunited, the two realized they still got along well. They agreed to keep in contact, and they did. Grian would sometimes hop onto Hypixel to join Purpled for a few games—always nicked, they didn’t want the Watchers to realize they were in contact— and other times he'd drag him off to a creative world to challenge him to a game of build swap or various flying courses he’d created. The two often swapped tips and tricks for things they were good at. Grian would give Purpled lessons on building, block palettes, and flying (he argued the other only ever really using his wings while voiding didn’t count). In exchange, Purple would try to give him advice on various things he’d picked up from playing bedwars: block clutches, speedbridging, and general PvP.

When Purpled was invited onto the DreamSMP, he was fairly excited. He loved what he had going on with Hypixel and his friends there, but part of him had always wanted this. Ever since he was with the Watchers, overlooking everything on Evo and worlds before that, part of him had wished to be on the other side of things. This desire only grew stronger as he heard the tales of what Grian got up to on Hermitcraft.

The Dream SMP was nothing like he expected it to be. It turned out to be a hardcore world, only 3 “lives” allowed per player. There were also seemingly infinite respawns, though, which made no sense. He wasn’t sure which was more annoying: the unclear respawn rules or the fact that he was never told about them before he agreed to join.

Besides that, there was also some entity with a great amount of power, even more than the admin himself. Purpled had noticed their presence fairly quickly upon joining and he was immediately on edge. He had no information on the being, their power, their motives, nothing. And that felt dangerous. Purpled had unintentionally ended up falling back into old habits from working with the Watchers as he tried to establish himself in this world. He claimed land for his own, carving out his own domain within that of the unknown god while trying to avoid catching their attention. Eventually, once he was comfortable enough within the world, he began trying to reach out, trying to get involved in the things that were happening. He heard there was a war brewing, and if he learned anything from Grian, things were about to get really fun.

They didn’t.

His attempts to involve himself mostly failed, so he went back to doing what he had before. He claimed more and more land and continued watching over events from the sidelines. Things got serious, conflicts got personal, and unless he was directly pulled in by someone he considered a friend, Purpled just watched.

Anyway my excuse for whatever is going on with their designs is that Watchers can control how they are perceived. This is my city and I want them to have cool wings. Also Peggy was supposed to be my impulse control but the memo got lost in the mail and she never got it, so she enabled me instead. Now we have both funky dragon/parrot vibes on Grian and vague alien/phantom/vex vibes on Purpled

[ohmyronpa-imagines]

Hello!!! I love your pieces they’re always very in character and brighten my day. Could I request the V3 boys catching their musician S/O working on a love song for them? Thank you so much!! ❤️❤️❤️

V3 Boys catching their Musician S/O working on a Love Song for them

Why this took me so long, even I don’t know. I swear I’m better than this, ya’ll. Anyways, I hope this is worth the wait. - Mod Hajime

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Shuichi Saihara

Immediate blushing. 

He'd left his notebook in your dorm and walked in on you strumming your guitar and writing on some sheet music as you whispered sweet words under your breath. 

You were in such a trance he'd feel bad if he interrupted you with what you were doing, but his curiosity got the best of him and he looked over your shoulder. 

Your sheet music read "Shuichi". As he read your words he realized it was a love song.

For him?? 

You were too sweet and he had to leave your room, his face was red. He never thought he'd ever get a love song written about him.

When you eventually performed in front of him he was in tears.

He was hugging you and sniffling as he muttered how much he loved you.

Kokichi Ouma

He tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he was losing it.

It wasn’t like he was shocked, he was more stunned.

Really? Someone was writing a love song for him? He’d never once thought a love song would be written about him. Maybe an angry or sad song, but never a love song.

Kokichi hovered around you, trying to read all of the lyrics. He couldn’t read music, but he could read your words. Eventually you told him to leave so you could focus.

The final product was best after all.

He had to agree when he finally heard it. Kokichi didn’t speak for a good few minutes, just trying to comprehend the level of emotion he was feeling.

You were just too good for him!

Kaito Momota

Man was he flattered! A love song about him? Kaito Momota, Luminary of the Stars?!

He was so excited to hear the rest, the chorus sounded awesome and now he was bouncing in his seat, waiting for the moment you’d bless his ears with your music.

Kaito couldn’t help himself and started trying to figure out what the lyrics and final tune would be. It sounded really upbeat, so no depressive words, but maybe you’d change it up? It was just too difficult to find out!

When you finally showed him what you’d created, he was screaming the song through the hallways, it was completely off key and he was stumbling over words but hey, at least you know he liked it!

Rantaro Amami

Rantaro’s smile wouldn’t leave his face no matter how hard he tried.

He offered to help with the song, but understood when you declined. It was meant to be special.

Though, that didn’t mean he wasn’t helping in other ways.

He’d bring water, food, blankets, anything you needed for comfort to write your song. You getting sick because you were caring more for the song was unacceptable!

When the time had come and you performed in front of him.

Your voice, the instruments, even the way you were swaying to keep with the beat was mesmerizing.

He held you in his arms afterwards. He promised to make something just as good for you, even if he had to travel the world to find that special thing.

No, that was not mascara staining his cheeks, you’re imagining it.

Ryoma Hoshi

He wanted to stop you. He didn’t deserve it. You shouldn’t waste your time on making something for a monster like him.

But seeing how excited you were to finish it for him made him pause. This would be okay if it made you happy.

He tried to make sure he wasn’t counting the days till it was finished, you could stop writing it whenever you want, he understood why you wouldn’t want to write something for him. Let alone a love song.

When you had finished it he was surprised. You really went out of your way to do something like this for him?

Well, there was no way he was turning this down.

You sang your heart out, smiling at him as your fingers danced on the strings of your guitar.

For the first time Ryoma truly realised how much you loved him.

He was going to do anything just to keep this. He’s not giving up on this or you for anything.

Gonta Gokuhara

Oh boy was he ecstatic. 

A song? For him? Of course he was going to listen!

He was going to do anything to make this perfect for you.

Gonta set up an entire stage just for you and him.

It was a few days early but he still maintained it. It was the least he could do for you!

He felt a little bad he had nothing to give you in return, but hopefully his love would be enough!

The day of the performance he dressed up in his best suit. He even wore shoes!

He sat quietly for you but his smile never left his face.

After you finished he ran up to you and gave you the biggest hug, he was crying happy tears.

So many thank you’s you lost track.

Now he had to repay you, because that’s what a true gentleman would do!

Korekiyo Shinguji

He smiled. This was just something too beautiful to interrupt with noise.

He was standing there for a few minutes, silently watching you.

When you caught him you quickly ushered him out of the room.

Though he was disappointed, he couldn’t wait to hear the final product, it would be magnificent he was sure.

He quietly watched the performance, his gaze never once leaving you. No form of art was as gorgeous as this.

Afterwards he hugged you. It wasn’t a long one, but it got his emotions across just fine.

Of all the things humanity has to offer, you are truly the most beautiful of them all.

Kiibo

He literally short circuited. You had to bring him to Miu to reboot him.

You broke the robot, congratulations.

In the time it took for him to come back, you were adding the finishing touches to the song. Editing the lyrics, cutting and adding notes and such.

Kiibo was trying to make sure he didn’t overheat whilst you were singing.

He recorded it to listen to later of course.

After you finished he was having a hard time remembering how to speak. You were just so amazing.

If he could cry, you two would have drowned in his tears.

He finally calmed down and was able to tell you how much your song meant to him.

You can bet he has your song on repeat in his head. Yes it’s completely necessary.

[fallingsunflower]

Hey mod, I hope you had fun with your friend.

It’s common knowledge that you’re starting to not really like the fact that H is becoming so detached from his fans and I absolutely get you. I also see a shift in his presence/demeanor since the beginning of 2019 and here’s my take:

Harry is marking the line between Harry from Cheshire and Harry Styles ™ which would mean the relationship he has with his fans will be between them and HS ™ and not H from Cheshire.

Unfortunately in terms of communication I can’t help but agree with you. Him and his team need to step up but at the same time given the fact that he doesn’t use his socials like he used to : random black and white pics with one-word captions, oh how I miss those, replying to fans, following fans, etc., I’m not very surprised…

He even chooses to DM them sometimes instead of publicly interacting with them. To me, that’s H from Cheshire interacting with them. Maybe he just sees them as human beings and not his fans, I mean they do have their own personalities and lives and I think it’s good for him to remember that sometimes.

Anyway, my opinion on it is that he wants to make a clear demarcation between his personal life and the HS brand and since his artist name and his legal name are the same, maybe he feels the need to accentuate that demarcation even more so that eventually people will hopefully make the distinction.

I think the reason why some of his fans (including you, it seems) find it unfortunate is because you’ve been around for the longest time. You got to know the Cheshire Harry and seeing him pull that Harry back and only bring forth HS ™ is disappointing, of course. Cheshire Harry is more human than HS the brand, and naturally we’re more drawn to genuine things, it’s in our nature.

You’ve seen how sweet and silly he could be when he was younger, the things he liked to photograph, and share with the world, the silly stuff he used to do like hack his sister’s instagram account haha… and now that we only see Professional Harry, we can’t help but miss Genuine Human Being Harry from Cheshire.

The only remnants we have of that sweet kid is word of mouth by either fans, complete strangers or celebrities in interviews, fan pictures and encounters…

I hope we get to see more of Human Harry because I also grew up with him and am also sad that he seems to only be available to his closest family and friends. At least they get to enjoy him. I truly believe he’s a good person but I also believe he’s making this big distinction because he wants to protect himself, his personal life and even his mental health. He’s said multiple times he likes to go home and just be Harry and when you’re worldwide famous and your every move is scrutinized, you have no choice but to do what he’s doing.

Sorry if this was long, and confusing, I tried to use colors so people reading this don’t get lost but I hope I got my point across.

I hope you’re well, sending you kisses and hugs!

Hi love, thank you. I did have fun with her! Thanks.

I think you summarized this quite well! Yes, I was able to witness Harry back in the day. He felt like someone I could be friends with and he seemed attainable and more humble. Sometimes I see that now but there's been a shift. I'm going to write a longer post on it soon before I go to bed, but I for sure miss that Harry. It sucks seeing this new one tbh

[5uptic]

Hi! I moved here cause I can’t get a lick of sense from the people on bird app. Idk how to feel about this shitshow that I just witnessed. I just remembered there were more reasons as to why that person was banned. That person initially harassed a member of 5up’s community in which the mod defended. So the group disliked the mod too and continued to shit on them privately and publicly.

Next, thirst tweets can be funny to some. But others find it really uncomfortable which is understandable. They have made suggestive remarks about the pink man and even steve before (that peeps overlooked) but it’s not like the cc themselves are bothered (?). So idk even anymore.

I’m don’t know if I’m making any sense. I’m sorry for the spam ;( This is just the first time I just felt genuinely anxious seeing all the things said about 5up so I word vomited here.

oh my god. i had an entire response done and tumblr just GLITCHED in my face WHY

hey anon, don’t worry about it!!! tbf, i feel pretty much the same. i think the situation as a whole is pretty frustrating to see, especially with how it blew out of proportion in every way possible. honestly, feel free to vent in my inbox whenever you want!

with that said, though,

(because this will be kinda long, i guess)

overnight, it became clear that the nsfw part of the issue is not really an issue, besides being the recurrent meme for this situation. i read from various people that 5up explicitly said that he didn’t have a problem with the nsfw tweets when discussing this with the mods, but that he took that decision based on the harassment, which. ok another can of worms. to me, the thing is... smart fandom behavior is to always push away the things that you don’t wanna see. so nsfw jokes/tweets might be not of your liking. what should you do? the correct answer is, unfollow/mute/block the people that make them, and in general every person that you wouldn’t wanna share the fandom with. that’s to me the only way you can genuinely enjoy fandom as intended lol. but there are cases in which we do not take the smartest option. and we somehow make this our problem, which is the most typical case of twitter entitlement, that reads like “you’ve posted something i don’t like. Prepare To Die.”

when i saw the tweet pictured above in the thread, i was like ooooooooooh so this is just. typical twitter drama. which already highlights the entire issue with this... this is just twitter drama. why is twitch involved? how did the person get banned in both of 5up’s channels? if it were for twitter drama, or this person tweeted something i don’t like!, i’m sure hundreds of people would be arbitrarily banned. so that’s why it’s handled differently on twitch. now, i don’t know jasfer, like i’ve never talked to the guy, but i’m familiar with him. as someone who’s been a fan of 5up for like a year now, i know he’s been here from the start and he’s also a beloved chat member and person in the twitter portion of the fandom. it feels like insult to injury because it wasn’t that jasfer had a bad reputation in 5up’s chat or a bad relationship with most people in it. it’s just... such shitty luck on their part tbh lol

imagine if it were anybody else, like, two randoms on twitter. the best outcome to that would probably be an eventual block on both sides so they just stop talking about it all the time, right? except that this didn’t happen here because one of them happened to be a mod for a chat that the other person frequented. i think by now you know i don’t agree with the decision at all, then.

thing is, i can understand everyone’s sides and empathize with everyone. i understand why 5up stood up by his mods, i understand why the mod was anxious/felt targeted and resorted to this option, i understand jasfer’s anger/sadness from the outcome of the situation. but i’d still side with jasfer, nonetheless, because he’s the only one with no power here. the most that he can do is bring attention to what happened, but he can’t unban himself, or return in other account and expect everything to go well, etc. and it’s like, urgh. like if i was on their place i would be genuinely devastated lol.

now, i could be talking completely out of my ass, right? because i don’t know what really happened. maybe jasfer genuinely did incredibly shitty things and corralled the mod team and 5up into taking that drastic decision. but that’s just another part of the whole twitter drama of it all, isn’t it? see, when i was more active in twitter (in another fandom), if you didn’t like someone/something you’d talk shit about them in your rant. that’s how it went, and everybody did the same. in that part, i can understand how things grew out of proportion, but again, does anyone know what really happened besides the mods and jasfer? not really. and it’s hard to take a real stance because the whole thing happened on private twitter accounts. which yet again highlights how bad of a decision banning jasfer from both 5up twitch channels was, because, how are we ever gonna know if it was deserved? jasfer didn’t do anything wrong in chat, which is what should matter. and if the so called harassment (that we have to take 5up’s word for it!) happened in private rant accounts... is. is it really harassment? or like, was it just a case of people being (understandably) reactionary and doing what everyone else usually does in twitter dot com?

and the fact that the mod liked this tweet afterwards... isn’t that just incredibly petty? celebrating a personal victory after banning someone that has no say in the matter? jasfer said they tried contacting 5up through discord, and only made the thread days later because they never got a response. so it’s clear that 5up (understandably!) took their mods’ side and was loyal to them, but it came at the cost of what could’ve been a smarter, better decision for everyone involved. but now, because jasfer was left with no tools other than bring attention to his side of the story, twitter blew it out of proportion and everyone is very kindly sending dead threats to everybody involved.

sigh. it’s just... a big mix of terrible luck and bad choices. i usually agree with 5up when it comes to twitter stuff, but making it seem like he’s going against everyone is ignoring the fact that some twitter drama should’ve never made it to his twitch channel(s) anyways, and that a better decision should’ve been taken. now it’s just the worst of both worlds and no one got anything good out of it. like, arguably, the mod got what they wanted, but also got multiple death threats too. i doubt there’s any chance of jasfer ever coming back to 5up’s chat, at least not in the way it was before. because of the twitter thread including sapnap and this being a bad decision in general, a bigger audience now regards 5up badly and this will probably be a passing mention in the eventual cancelling 5up thread when twitter gets boring enough. like, meh. it’s just a mess to watch and it’s just depressing from every angle.

[nevilles-insinuations]

The Road to Normal - Colson Baker

Requested by @catlady495​ : are you taking requests? if so i think it would be so cute if you like took your kids to see colson on tour and have it like really fluff/cute family crap 🥺 

Word Count: 1929 Warnings: None really. Fluff and kids. A/N: Gif by me. Sorry this took so long but I had no idea what to write for a while and kept deleting stuff. Anyways, Stream Tickets to My Downfall!

Going on a flight with 3 kids was just as hectic as it sounded. You were starting to question whether it was worth it. A 2-year-old half asleep on your lap, his feet dangling in your face for an hour. Because if you moved even an inch, he would wake up and you weren’t emotionally prepared for that.

Bella had finally stopped asking questions about the plane, how it flew and when she would see her dad. Her sister distracting her with her tablet. You were always thankful for Casie, she was the best big sister that you could ever ask her to be. Even when you didn't ask, she was awesome. 5 months and 25 days without him and you were going a little stir crazy. It was the loneliness more than anything that got you. The kids hated it, and seeing them like that made your heart hurt.

Colson was feeling it too, though he would never admit how much. Tour was insane like always, but he loved it. The mess, the noise, the crowd. Performing was like breathing to him - the only thing he would change was you. Without you there, it was like a piece of him was missing. A late-night phone call and "I miss you" couldn't get you to drop everything and fly to another country. Now you had kids, it was a lot more difficult to bring them out on road. The circumstances were understandable but hard to take. So this plan was put into action. The plan that involved your legs being scrunched up against a chair for 5 hours and trapped in a metal tube. The ride to the hotel was thankfully pretty short, and you met your favourite co-conspirator there.

"Hey (Y/N)"

Ashleigh hugged you tight, bright smile on her face now that you were finally here. Colson needed this, and she knew you did too.

"How are you guys?"

She was attacked with cuddles in response, laughing as the kids could barely contain their excitement.

Colson, completely unaware of his almost screaming children in the lobby, was in his room. He had called you, just before you'd left for the airport. Panic filled your body. Trying to brush him off was difficult. Normally you'd talk for hours but your terrible excuse of “crying kids and needing to go grocery shopping” was enough to prevent any questions. Thankfully he was too tired to probe any further. You probably made his shitty day even worse, the sadness in his voice killed you.

“No- its fine baby, we can talk later. It was nothing important, I just miss you and the kids like crazy. I love you”

At least now you could make his day a whole lot better.

"Which way is it?"

Casie asked once you were out of the elevator, and finally at his floor. She was bouncing with more energy than you'd seen in a while. Looking determined, concentration etched on her face as she matched the number on the keycard with the doors in front of her. Eli tried to escape from your arms getting antsy, wanting to go where everyone else was.

"Okay, okay. You'll see Daddy soon I promise"

You gently shushed him, eyes widening at the mention of his father. You followed your girls to make sure they didn't scream the entire way there.

"(Y/N), come on!"

Casie ran back and her hand tugged yours. Bella was behind you using all of her might to push, her little arms only reaching your lower back. You laughed, while they hurried you to the door. Now only a few steps separated you from him. Colson didn't flinch at the sound of the door handle, presuming it was Ash coming to talk about the show later. Looking up from his phone, he sighed, waiting for another lecture. His mouth fell open when he saw you all standing there.

"Dad!"

Bella ran towards him and Eli wriggled out of your grasp, climbing over the mattress with his sister's help. Casie made her way around the bed, diving under his other arm.

"What are you doing here?"

That smile you loved so much was plastered on his face, unable to hide it at seeing his babies. They were actually here and not buffering pixels thanks to terrible hotel Wi-Fi.

"Came to see you, duh"

Casie shrugged like it was the easiest thing into the world, burrowing back into his shoulder, while her father laughed.

Finally hearing that laugh in person was heaven. His eyes met yours across the room. After months, those blue eyes were staring into yours, lingering on your figure in disbelief. For a while, he would get to be Colson, instead of Kells.

He escaped the grasp of your children, making his way over to you. Enveloping you in a hug and almost lifting you off the floor. Pressing a kiss to his lips your hand caressed his cheek, drinking in your favourite view. Cuddling you tight to his chest for a few seconds, Colson planted a kiss to your hairline. God, he was so happy. You could hear Casie sighing from the other side of the room. Reaching over dramatically to cover her sibling's eyes, both of you chuckled at her antics. Finally, everything was back to your crazy kind of normal.

The few hours you got to yourselves were gloriously spent doing nothing. Colson listening attentively as Casie told him everything that had happened at school. Bella showed him how far she had got with the guitar. The instrument was bigger than her but she was determined to prove that their facetime lessons were working.

Eventually, you made it to soundcheck. The kids all looked so cute in their matching tour shirts. As you strolled in, Casie was glued to his hip, she was definitely going to be taller than him soon. They were all taller than the last time he’d seen them, which Colson hated. His tiny humans were getting bigger by the second and he was missing it. But the feeling of having them here made him forget that pain of leaving and missing them every second.

You plonked yourself on a seat next to Mod, watching a few rows back with Eli on your lap. While, Bella and Casie went wandering backstage with Ash.

"Daddy up there?"

His small voice asked, swinging his legs on the chair. He had gotten bored on your lap after a while. You pointed up to the stage, where Colson was currently talking to Rook about a drum solo.

"Wanna see!"

You lifted Eli off the chair, holding him above your head to see the stage.

"Wanna see Daddy!"

You pointed to the stage with your free hand but it was no use. Eli sniffled, pouting at you. Those big brown eyes blinking up at you, and you instantly melted.

"Fine. We'll go even though he's only over there"

Mod laughed, as you trudged up that stage, crying toddler in tow.

AJ and Baze waved at Eli who gave them a small wave back, but his eyes remained fixed on his father. Slim pointed for Colson to turn around.

"What's up?"

Colson reached out, taking your son in his arms, eyes scanning for any injury. Eli wrapped his arms around his neck and immediately shut up.

"What's wrong? Why you crying?"

"Missed you"

The baby mumbled into his tattooed shoulder, and Colson’s arms squeezed him a little tighter.

"You were just over there!"

He laughed, pointing to where Mod was, who waved back at him.

"You wanna stay up here with me?"

His voice was softer as he asked the question and Eli nodded intently.

"Guess I'll sit here then"

You made your way over the side of the stage, laughing at the thought Colson jumping around with a baby in his arms. He'd done it before. It was difficult but still unbelievably cute.

Casie appeared next to you, back from hanging out with Ash and Ash.

"Hey Casie B"

She rested her head on your shoulder, her curly hair tickling your forehead. At least she still wanted to hang out with you.

"You doing okay?"

She nodded. Casie would have a good time no matter what, she just wanted to see her dad.

“Thanks for bringing me”

“No problem, you’re a delight. Plus who else is going to watch the madness with me?”

She agreed wholeheartedly, and almost on cue, soundcheck was yet again interrupted by one of Colson’s tiny humans. It was less troublesome than the usual chaos that followed your family around, but it was to be expected. Bella walked onstage confidently, not unlike her someone else you knew, planting herself in front of her uncle. Slim leant down, the five-year-old whispering in his ear, to which he nodded.

“Rookie, you’re out the band”

“Again?”

His accent rang in the air, still sounding dejected at the words he had heard so many times.

“Yeah” Slim nodded, helping his niece over to the drums “Bella is replacing you”

“Do you need some help?”

Rook asked, seeing the concentration on her little face.

She paused, thinking about this life-changing decision for a second.

“Maybe a little”

Her tiny hands grabbed the sticks, whacking the drums and cymbals with some sense of rhythm. She was taking advantage of her moment. Soaking up the applause and cheering, you took that as your cue to leave so they could actually rehearse.

The show was phenomenal, as always. Surrounded by music and the unreal energy that came in waves from the stage. To you it was beautiful. Although that may have been just because of who was jumping around shirtless on stage. Colson winked at you and all the girls screamed but you just shook your head and blew a kiss back. Bella was disappointed to not be on drums, but she still had a good time. Bopping along with her tiny headphones, giggling when her dad made funny faces at them. Eli had fun clapping to the music, occasionally half wobbling half dancing with his sisters. The babies got tired quickly, eventually leaving to snooze backstage. Casie was wide awake, watching with awe as her father jumped across the stage. She shot you another smile, and you just felt happy. Nothing could beat that feeling of spending time with your family, the ones you love. Or an amazing concert.

After the show, you were welcomed into a hug by smiling, and very sweaty, Colson. And you wouldn’t change a thing for that sight. Eventually, you’d make it back to the hotel, basking in the almost silence of nighttime and enjoying each other’s company for the first time in a while. Bundled on the bed, cold because your children had claimed ownership of all blankets and comforters. Whispering due to your sleeping kids, you would attempt to have a conversation but Colson would still make you laugh without even trying.

“Quiet is so weird to me now”

The blond hummed, agreeing with your statement. It was nice but strange to not have a constant stream of noise filling the room.

“You wouldn’t rather be out having drunk lightsaber fights right now?”

“I mean, if you’re suggesting it-”

He abruptly sat up, attempting to move off the edge of the bed, amongst the sea of people on the mattress.

“Nope. This is perfect”

Colson shook his head, moving back and resting comfortably on your shoulder. And you knew, he meant every word. Despite the tantrums, very long flights and awkward facetimes. This was worth it and always would be.

[forbidding-souda]

Hello there! If I got it right, you're doing a prompt request? So, if yes, can I have some Kazu x reader and Hiro x reader with prompts 18+40? I just,,, feel like it'll be very neat. Thank you for your blog and works!! And for amount of a best boi Kazu on your blog!!! and sry if i misunderstood your reblog of prompts eheh......

18: “I’d do anything for you” with Kazuichi Souda 40: “I’m too afraid to fall in love” with Hagakure Yasuhiro

You got it right! I’ve actually never seen someone call him Kazu before, it’s so cute oml I love it. Your mind is so large for picking 18 with Kazu btw. I love this and I love you!! Team Kazu!!!

If you’re reading this - I also didn’t spell check this one so hopefully I didn’t make any pronoun or grammar mistakes. :D

-Mod Souda

Kazuichi Souda

Thunk, thunk. You drag your suitcase up the stairs, both of your shoulders occupied by colorful backpacks.

You lived far away from Hope’s Peak, of course, so you decided to move closer.

This means carrying all the stuff you brought.

Which was everything.

Your arms ached, as you are not the most hardworking person out there, and you definitely would rather pay a butler to do it.

“Woah, hey there!” A cheery voice calls out. When you turn to look, you don’t recognize him. Is he calling to someone else?

“Do you need help carrying all that?” So he is talking to you. His beady, pink iris’s meet yours, and for a second, your heart skips a beat.

But you play it off.

“I most certainly do!” You respond, letting his pale hands take the suitcase away from you. He’s even kind enough to slip one of your backpacks over his shoulders.

You can see his collarbones through his jumper, and how his face is angled and sharp.

Strong hands too.

And he helped you to your room, spending his time casually flirting.

Which you don’t pick up at all.

Then you say you are going to Hopes Peak and he !!!

“I’m going there too!”

Oh thank god at least you will recognize someone in the halls.

Ever since then, now that he knows where you live, he has taken it upon himself to walk you to school.

He likes doing kind things for you, things like opening the door and whatnot.

It makes him happy to see you smile.

And one day you’ll be feeling down, a solid 5/10, with your headphones on and your gaze to the floor.

He contemplates what to do, his brain is filled with ideas. If he buys you something, will it make it obvious that he likes you? He doesn’t exactly think he’s being subtle about it, but you were responding normally to his advances.

He spends so much time thinking about it that he doesn’t realize you both are already in the classroom.

You sit down, your cheek rested on your palm and your breathes slow and heavy.

Kazuichi can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. He watches you steadily, observing the way you move, trying to figure out what’s wrong.

Sonia even asks him what’s wrong, wondering if he’s gone ill or something, and he will casually brush off her worries and reassure her.

He pauses though, and then asks her what cheers her up when she’s down.

She puts a finger to her cheek, her soft smile still occupying her face as she thinks of an answer. “Maybe just spending time with all my friends!

“D-Does it work with anyone?” He whispers, in case you are listening in on the conversation. Sonia lets out a laugh and clasps her hands together, “I think everyone likes hanging out with their friends.”

He makes a note of all the things he would make you do after class ends. What about a picnic? Or going on a walk through the city?

Mentally he slaps himself. Those are all romantic things! What do friends do?

By the time class ends, he has definitely planned everything.

Is what he thinks.

But you leave first, making him panic!

Are you... mad at him for something? The thought hasn’t even crossed his mind.

Oh no, did he say something to make you upset without realizing it? He was always afraid of that.

When he walks outside he sees you by the door, waiting for him.

He freaked out over nothing! Wow, you can’t believe he overthought it.

“Ahaha, I thought you left me!”

You give him a small smile, “Eh, I thought about it.” With a tiny laugh, you turn and head down the hall.

“W-Wait, S/O!”

You turn, looking at him with bright eyes. It makes his heart melt.

“I just... how about we go for a walk today! Like, the two of us?”

Great job trying to be platonic, Kazuichi!

Of course you agree, because you would rather hang out with him than do basically anything. Extra time with him is worth it!

Once you two reach the trees, he cheerfully turns to face you. “Shall I carry your bag for you?”

Thoughtlessly, your hand goes to grip it tighter. “No, you don’t need to do that for me, I’m okay!”

“Oh please,” he teases, “I’d do anything for you!”

Your cheeks heat up, but you reluctantly pass over your bag anyways. His gaze falls onto your face, but you’re too embarrassed to look back at him.

His bumps his shoulder with yours. “You know that I am being honest, right?"

“I like you a lot, Kazuichi.”

Hm?

His brain lags and he stops walking.

“Yo-You like me? Like romantically or platonically, you know I can’t tell!”

You just smile at him, “I know I’ve been mopey all day but it’s just because I’ve been planning on telling you! Sorry if I scared you, Kaz!”

His eyes nearly forms into hearts.

He sighs in relief, “thank god because all day I’ve been worrying about how to cheer you up!”

“How about a kiss?”

Is this even real?

Is he dreaming?

He answers you, but not verbally.

Hagakure Yasuhiro

He watches you, keeping his eye on you as you doodle on the counter you work behind.

He has been stalking the aisles for at least an hour now, picking up worthless things.

Mostly snacks.

Quite the money savers.

He visits that corner store often, and will automatically leave if you aren’t sitting their behind the counter.

Though, you seem to always be.

You glance up, again, and look at him.

!!!!

He hides behind the shelves again.

“Hey,” you call out.

Oh no, he’s busted!

His heart is beating out of his chest. He can’t believe you noticed him.

But of course you noticed the man stalking around in your shop for nearly an hour.

“I’m not mad, I’m just curious.” Your voice coos out.

When he peeks over to you he sees your face, resting in the palm of your hand, and your mischievous looking eyes.

“Yeah, I’m just bad at shopping, you know?” He tries to excuse himself. While he talks, he talks steps closer to you, until you both only have a counter between you.

You watch him shift the weight between his feet, uncomfortably. You hide your laugh. “What’s your name?”

“Ehh... Yasuhiro.”

“Okay, what do you do, Yasuhiro? I see you in here a lot. Are you a construction worker? Clergyman?”

“I’m a clairvoyant.”

He seems almost embarrassed to say it.

The way you talk, the way you express yourself, is just so relaxed.

You’re intimidating to him.

Little does he know is that, internally you are a flustered mess.

You prop yourself up, eyes widen in pleasant surprise. “A clairvoyant? For real?”

Your excitement makes him feel a lot better, giving him the confidence he always lacks.

“Of course! Maybe next time I should bring my crystal ball in, eh?”

A crystal ball? He’s so cool! What if he gave you a reading?

Your cheeks heat up when you think about what your future looks like.

Would it be good? Hopefully.

He puts a hand on his chest, resting it directly onto his heart.

“Maybe I should give you a reading. The first one will be free but you’ll have to pay for the rest of them!”

You give him a small laugh. “I doubt I would need more than one, let’s see how good you are.”

As he walks home, he can’t stop thinking how excited he is. Tomorrow he’ll show you his talent! Even if it has a 30% of amazing you!

The next day he arrives, crystal ball in hand, only to find you missing behind the counter.

You tricked him, didn’t you? He should have seen it coming from the evil gaze you gave him.

He steps outside and gets distracted by someone calling his name...

And there he sees you, standing in front of the sun with a book bag around your shoulder.

“Aw, you didn’t think I’d leave, did you?”

His heart flutters, bursting alive out of his chest.

The warm colors of the sky; orange and yellow hues; highlight your figure as you walk past him. “Come on now, let’s go.”

You blow his mind! 

He doesn’t even know where you are leading him, he just follows behind you with his crystal ball tucked safely in his palms.

Eventually, he realizes, you are taking him to a nearby playground with a patch of grass and large, shady trees.

And in your book bag is a thin blanket for you both to sit on.

He sits with his legs crossed and you sit on your knees.

Excitement trickles through your bones but you try not to hide it.

You’re bad at hiding it, though, because you have a goofy smile on your face.

“Put your hands over it so it can absorb your energy.” He instructs. 

Following his orders, you begin to focus your energy into your palms, wondering if the power is even real or not.

You’d like to believe, but you’ve never seen it for yourself.

And when you feel complete, he closes his eyes, humming to himself before glancing into the ball.

Impatient, you are, and you almost jump him for the answers.

But he takes his time trying to interpret what the colors he is seeing mean.

“Ehm... so if I’m getting this straight... there are new awakenings coming to you that are very positive, indicating a new love... and or friendship... and or... I don’t know, something like that.”

His eyes glanced all over your face to see your reaction.

He is basically on a date with someone cute...

Date?

Is this a date?! He didn’t even realize! And he didn’t even wear his formal clothes!

“Oh, that’s interesting... love?” You ask, covering your mouth with your hand. “I don’t think I like that very much.”

His eyebrows furrow. “You don’t like love?”

An unease swoops in, overlaying the once bright coversation.

“I guess I don’t... I mean, I love my friends! It’s just... romance.”

He chuckles, trying to pry himself out of the situation he was forced into.

“Romance isn’t that bad! I mean, it can be cute sometimes.”

His words linger in your brain.

“Cute...”

He sits in silence, watching your eyebrows twitch and your lips part while you think.

Eventually, you just laugh into your fingers and eye him.

“I’m too afraid to fall in love.”

He responds quickly, nervous about saying things that are accidentally flirty. “Well, hopefully it’s easier this time around.”

You nod to him, smiling. “I’ll keep that in mind, Yasuhiro.”

His name flows easily from your lips, making him melt.

He sits up, fast, coming to his senses. “Right, the next reading--”

“Isn’t free, I remember that.” You wave him off.

He expected you to stand him, to thank him for the reading and be on your way.

But you stayed, looking at him with awe in your eyes.

Until your face heats and you rustle around in your bag. “I...I brought snacks, for us.”

When he doesn’t respond, you look up with soft eyes.

“For our date... okay?”

[caramelgeddon]

Strawberry ice cream(shuichi with a timid s/o who hides in there room crying after the first death)

Hey mod himiko here I’m gonna probably post inconsistently for a bit.. also I know I said that my first one shot would be a superhero shuichi but I honestly don’t have the drive to do that one anymore. If I get the drive it could happen. (Also there are no spoilers in this one shot)

When the game first started it all seemed like a nightmare. 16 students forced to kill each other to escape. At first some people were in denial playing it off like a joke. But when k1bo the ultimate robot was killed by Teruteru, everything changed. While some remained social others rarely talked anymore and kept to themselves. But they agreed to keep seeing each other every day for lunch to stay semi connected.

Taka: “let’s see, eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen… aren’t we missing someone.”

Hiyoko: “e-eh oh isn’t it that weird person that’s a pig. Uhh… Mikan we’re missing Mikan!”

Mikan: “I-I’m right here h-hiyoko.” *the unconfident girl barely stuttered out looking down while doing so*

Shuichi: “u-uhm we’re missing s/o right?” *he was no longer wearing that cap he always hides behind. He had a bit of concern in his voice*

*as everyone looked around the room to see if maybe taka miscounted, they realized s/o wasn’t there. Immediately some of them went into panic mode*

Taka: this won’t due! I must see them immediately how dare they miss this. All students must be present and on time.

*shuichi still remembers when they first met. They were so nervous. But all it took to get them to open up was sharing some strawberry ice cream (you can pretend it’s something else if you don’t like ice cream) they talked on the beach for hours and hours just about what ever they thought of.*

Shuichi: t-that’s ok Taka I’ll get em…

Taka: alright be back to report your findings!

*as shuichi walked through the hallways he felt a sudden sinking feeling. Like something awful just happen, he clenched his fist trying to distract himself but the feeling just got stronger and stronger. He went from walking to speed walking to full out sprint as the sinking feeling to stronger and stronger until he finally arrived where he knocked on the door where he heard a noise but it didn’t sound like a response more like a whimper*

Shuichi: s-s/o are you ok talk to me everyone’s wondering where you are

*whimpering can be heard and shuichi restrained himself from doing this but he decided that was enough as he busted open the locked door. As the light shone in he saw a crying so in the fetal position. books and papers were strewn about everywhere. Her face is red with darkness under there eyes*

Shuichi: oh my g-god s/so! *as he held the crying s/o as they cried he held them tightly glad he got there so fast.*

Shuichi: shh s/o it’s ok… *he held them rubbing soothing circles on there back. He waited til they stopped crying til he asked the question that was burning through his mind. Eventually the cries and whimpers died down*

Shuichi: tell me what’s wrong s/o *he says this in a soft reassuring tone wanting to make sure s/o feels safe.”

S/o: kiibo and teruteru.. *they say this quickly as if it was a fleeting whisper to but shuichi it sounded like a loud shout for help*

Shuichi: *his eyes grew more concerned by the second, even without further elaboration he understood exactly what his s/o was scared about*

Shuichi: “don’t worry s/o I’ll protect you… I promise I won’t let anyone hurt you

S/o: you promise?”

Shuichi: “I promise s/o… say how about we go get some ice cream” *he smiled his heartwarming smile as s/o replied*

S/o: only if it’s strawberry

[femganronpa]

Hi! First off I love your blog...Okay now into the request(feel free to ignore) What would be, Peko, Miu, Tenko and Celestes reaction to meeting (fem S/O) the ultimate seducer. Do they feel something for them already? are they attracted to them?

Aww, thank you so much! <33 This was really interesting! I used a couple different possible personalities for this one, so I hope that’s okay ^^ And sorry it took so long! –Mod Mikan

 PEKO

· Peko’s wary of you at first. Of course seduction is a perfectly plausible talent, but she can’t help but think that such an ultimate would likely have ulterior motives to use it. She’d encountered plenty of pretty, charming Yakuza who would sooner slit your throat after a pickup line before anything else.

· She does have to admit you’re very, very attractive, though. She tries to keep her eyes to herself, but she finds herself sneaking glances at you whenever you’re around.

· She thinks she’s hiding it well, but Fuyuhiko notices and encourages her to talk to you. It would be good for her to get close to somebody else, and if you do end up being dangerous, she’s more than capable of dispatching you.

· She invites you on a walk to talk, and she’s a bit awkward, especially when you flirt with her, but she really enjoys your company. You even tell her that you got your title by accident; you don’t normally mean to seduce people, but between your good looks and your unintentionally forward disposition, people tend to fall for you easily.

· After that, she doesn’t seem to react much when you flirt with her. You’d had a sneaking suspicion that she was interested in you, but maybe you said something that upset her?

· You ask her about it eventually. “You said you don’t mean to seduce others,” she says. “I wanted to make sure you knew I was not getting the wrong idea.”

· You blush. The one time…Well, you may as well say it now.

· “I usually don’t,” you say. “But…I was this time. I really do like you.”

· Now it’s her turn to blush. You’ve never seen her flustered like this before, and you think it’s adorable. “Me?” she says. “I—I had no idea.”

· She agrees to go out with you on a real date after some amusement over the miscommunication.

 MIU

· When Miu meets you, she doesn’t know what your talent is, but she’s all over you. Usually, you’re the first to hit on someone, but she manages to throw a pickup line at you before you can even tell her your name.

· It has no effect on you. She’s used to a reaction, at least a disgusted one if nothing else, but you just calmly introduce yourself. Honestly, you know her type, and you know that this will get a reaction out of her.

· Oh, and it does. As soon as the words “ultimate seducer” leave your mouth, her eyes are wide, her face is flushed, and you’re pretty sure she’s about to start sweating through her clothes.

· Yeah, she doesn’t try flirting with you anymore. In fact, she kind of actively avoids you, and when she can’t, she tries to play off her nerves with even more poorly thought out insults than usual. It’s obvious to you what she’s trying to do, and it’s very entertaining to watch her squirm in your presence.

· Once you do manage to get her alone, she tries to play it cool, but you can tell she’s nervous.

· “You can’t just look at me and expect me to fall for you, you know,” she says. “I’m not that easy!”

· “Really? Because I think I can.”

· You step closer and look her straight in the eye, and she shrinks under your gaze.

· “F-fine. If you want it so bad, I’ll let you kiss me.”

· “Hm…nah.” You turn and make a move to walk away, and you grin when you hear her following you.

· “Hey, wait!” She grabs your wrist and when you face her again, she plants a kiss on you. She’s finally won your game of cat and mouse, and after that, you’d start dating for real.

 TENKO

· Tenko is immediately attracted to you before she knows your name, talent, or anything about you really besides the fact that you are the prettiest person she has ever seen.

· She desperately wants to get to know you, but she falters a little when you tell her your talent. She’s not really a shy person, but between her attraction to you and the fact that you’ve got to be much more experienced with romance than she is, she’s a bit nervous.

· She decides the best way to get over it is to learn more about your talent! She asks a lot of questions—like, a lot—but she’s very respectful about it and genuinely interested. It leads to a lot of conversation about things you don’t normally get to talk about and makes you feel like your talent is an important part of you rather than just a tool as most people view it.

· Of course, she’s more than willing to talk about herself too, and her eyes light up when you ask about her.

· She expresses concern about your safety considering your talent and offers to train you in neo-aikido so that you can better protect yourself if you need to. You’re excited to see her in action and it could definitely come in handy, so you accept!

· But dear God, she does not hold back when it comes to her talent. You leave your first lesson with a ton of bruises, but you feel great and you have a warm, fuzzy feeling in your chest.

· The two of you surprisingly have a lot in common and you spend a lot of your time together, whether it’s talking, practicing neo-aikido, just hanging out, or your favorite: flirting.

 CELESTE

· Celeste isn’t attracted to you at first, but only because she hasn’t decided whether you’re even worthy of her attention.

· An ultimate seducer, though…that’s very interesting to her. Before she really gets to know you, she finds herself daydreaming up grand scenarios in which you decide to use her talent on her and the many ways it could go.

· So, because of that, she ends up more attracted to the idea of you than she is to you yourself to begin with.

· Seriously, she’s imagining you riding up in a horse-drawn carriage to take her to a castle you bought specifically for her. It’s just not realistic.

· This whole time, you’ve been discreetly paying attention to her: her habits, the things she likes and doesn’t like; standard stuff you use when you want to seduce somebody. Usually you use your talent to get things you want from other people, but this time…well, you think what you actually want this time is her. Just her.

· So, you appeal to her personality, but you put more of yourself into it than you ever have before.

· She hadn’t expected your real charm to affect her so strongly, but it does. The more she gets to know you, the less she cares about all of the extravagant things she initially expected from you. She thinks you’re beautiful, and you understand each other, and that’s all that matters.

[rpbetter]

Is it okay to vent? I've been modding an rp group with friends and recently, I really haven't felt like things have been fair? Everything feels like it's swinging in favor towards a particular character of a person made recently mod and I hate it. It's also like there are several people very quiet in the group now and I've made like observations that might be concerning and brought it up, but no one seems to listen to me? I'm honestly just wishing I could care less right now bc while the original mod group was a group of friends, I'm struggling with feeling apart of it now and torn between going radio silence or forcing myself to expend effort more in hopes I'll actually feel like I have friends again.

Any time, Anon!

That is definitely an uncool situation right there, I'm sorry that's happening. If it makes you feel any better, I'm very sure that a lot of others understand too well what you're going through. I know I do! I wish I knew what the solid answer was to the entire, far too prevalent issue with RP groups failing for such reasons is, as well as this too frequently happening in any group of mods of anything, but I don't think there is just one answer that can be applied.

More specifically, though...to be painfully honest with you? The only thing here you can control is yourself. I know the suggestion should be a redundant and assumptive "have you tried talking to them more directly, you probably weren't direct enough" but lol you literally said you have brought this up and I don't feel like any number of times rehashing the way in which you've done so is going to make them listen. I'm not advising you to not try that, but I am advising you to not expect different results - only do that if it's going to help you move on. (Like, feeling a sense of well, I tried my best and they are not in a place to care, so, I'm done.)

I sincerely wish there was a way to just not feel things, not care about things, especially when you logically know it probably shouldn't dig at you as badly as it is! If anyone out there finds a secret to this, we're all dying to know, please share! But what you can do is slowly detach from the situation, and I think this might be best.

I know it was a friend group, I know how badly this hurts and how unfair it is...how it sort of changes the landscape of your RP time, too. I think, even if we do not consciously realize it, it's a goal most of us have to establish a good friend group we RP with, just like we establish friend groups in games. We feel so much more comfortable with this group of people we can enjoy all aspects of RP with, because let's face it, it can be a kind of odd thing to discuss with other people if they do not RP, even in a fandom. We also tend to develop our muses and our writing with our friends, naturally. So, achieving that only to lose it is tough, and it's tough no matter how many times it happens to you.

However, I really meant it when I said I don't think they're in a place to listen. Obviously, I'm not there in your RP group, I'm not seeing what is going on, I'm not hanging out with your friends (I mean? Probably? lol the RPC can be vast yet so tiny), but going off of what you've said and what I've experienced, that's really what I feel here. People have a simple tendency, in all group situations, to not be ready to see something as a problem until it's well past being easily addressed. Trying to force it into their field of vision is likely to make them angry and to see them more obstinately ignoring it.

Some reasons for that are not wanting to argue/fear of ruining things, genuinely being oblivious to the issue, enjoying the factors that are an issue for others, and favoritism. These are not things you can change. All you can do, as far as trying to address it again, is to figure out which of these/which combination is going on with the person in the group most likely to listen to you so that you can better talk to them. Whether you agree with them or not, understanding where someone is coming from is helpful to speaking with them. You can better phrase things so they're not triggering negative emotions.

For example, let's say you feel like it's a combination of this hypothetical one friend enjoying what is making others upset (let us say that this new member writes something with their muse they enjoy) and that it's become favoritism because of this and/or other factors (they're the one who brought them into the group, they were already a friend). Okay, so, now you have an idea of what you can say that won't prod at any feelings of accusation, jealousy, or even their own guilt.

Instead of: "Listen, I know x is your favorite person and you will always choose them over everyone else, but this is a real problem and I need you to hear me about it."

Try: "Hey, I'm needing to talk to you because I feel like this is such a serious issue. I've tried to discuss it with the entire group, but I've not been listened to and I know the group RP is as important to you as it is to me. I really enjoy x as well, they do y great and they're so z, but the way that the focus of the group has swung entirely to their character is a big problem for many in the group. If you've noticed, the activity of several others has dropped off. People feel they're not being listened to and that their characters and bits in the storyline aren't of equal importance anymore. What do you think we can do about this?"

Right out of the gate, you're expressing that you know they like this other person, but you don't dislike them or anything, you dislike what has happened in the situation. You've also given them the (correct) impression that this is endangering the RP, and that they are someone you feel is both interested and reasonable enough to want to fix the problem.

Again, do not expect that it's going to change anything, but if it'd make you feel better to try one more time, do it.

The problem so often with being a mod, even among a friend group who are also mods, is that moderators are very often set up only to act in the event of such extreme drama that the others won't want to deal with it. As a mod, you feel (again, correctly) that it's your job to...you know, moderate. That doesn't just mean disputes, it also means pre-dispute situations like this, among other things. However, the actual top moderator complaint is always that they're not listened to unless it's a problem that has kind of imploded the group. The kind of problem the rest of the group doesn't want to resolve for fear of seeming to play favorites or, frankly, fear of looking like a bitch. This is absolutely something that will put devastating cracks into the RP group, but since it isn't crumbling it rapidly yet...they'd probably rather that you just ignore it. Then, are rather likely to either drop the RP or want you to resolve it magically because you're the one who brought it up way back when it fixable.

So, we're back to "it's not a problem you can fix or control despite your position" yes.

And we can go back to what you can do to mitigate your own upset somewhat, also, yes. :D

There's this whole thing about ripping off the bandaid that just isn't applicable to all situations. (It isn't even applicable to all literal injury situations, damn.) This is one of them for a lot of people. Slowly distancing yourself so you can start putting energy into things that will return your investment of time, creativity, friendship might be better for you than just abruptly going radio silent, or even more drastically, leaving.

Don't engage with the group RP as often or in as timely a manner, be less of a presence there. It's difficult at first, but see, when you feel the drive to be there, you then use it for something else. If you have other RPs outside of this, reply to one of them instead. If you don't, start seeking out new partners/RPs instead. You have other RPs but they all owe you right now? Not a problem, do some character development. Whatever keeps you from spending as much time there.

As you do this, it's much easier to not be there. Just drop in to do what you have to. It becomes difficult, eventually, to be bothered to do so, I promise. A lot of other things you did not like that you were tolerating because these are your friends and this is something you enjoy, they'll become obnoxiously obvious. You know what else either will or won't? Them missing you being there.

If they do miss your presence and friendship, that's great! That's the best outcome. It might put into sharper perspective how bad the issue was, they might be more willing to address the problem now, make it a dedicated effort to not show that kind of attention to just one member's character/one member.

If they do not, then that does very much hurt. This is, unfortunately, how many friendships in the RPC decline. Not heated arguments, but rather, quiet inattention and replacement. If this happens, I'm so sorry, Anon. I can say all day long the total truth of the matter, that it wasn't the best group for friendship longevity and you can at least take the memories and lessons with you, but it won't stop it from stinging. However, because you have started to make other things your priority, it does lessen the upset.

Either way, this is a really frustrating situation! I think you've kind of answered what you need to do just in the phrasing here, "I'm struggling with feeling apart of it now and torn between going radio silence or forcing myself to expend effort more in hopes I'll actually feel like I have friends again." When we start feeling like have to force ourselves to expend more effort out of desperation to feel friendship like we once did, that's not a situation we should stay in. Sometimes, we just need to vent about it and see it pointed out to us to realize it, you know? Because it is hard to lose our friends and comfort zones, even when they've soured.

Maybe trial run slow distancing, just responding to the people who also feel like they're being left out, perhaps? Until the situation improves or you feel like you can move on easier. Nothing about this is going to be painless, but you can at least insulate yourself a bit while leaving the ball visibly in their court - I expressed this was a problem, it was ignored and is an ongoing problem, so, I'm not as invested anymore and it is up to you now to stay on that track or demonstrate some changes.

I hope that whatever happens, it's good for you! Even if it feels awful for a while, I hope it's eventually great. Maybe it's the thing you need to find an even better group, you never know until happens! I also hope that my delay in response didn't make things worse for you, please know I've felt really guilty about it despite not being able to get online :| I know just being seen at the moment you're feeling so frustrated and down helps so much!

[veralovemail]

Hi! I would love myself a matchup if it's ok 👉👈

I'm female and pan, I'd prefer one of the males tho, Survivors please!

So uhhhh I differ in my personality a lot depending on the situation! I'm more of a loner around strangers IRL— shy, quiet, I don't like interacting and prefer to stay by the sidelines since being in the middle makes me uncomfy.

I try to be as polite as I can, even keeping in my opinions and pain a lot as to not Hurt anyone. I also tend to blame myself a lot for bad situations I'm a part in unless I know I absolutely didn't do anything!

Also I'm quite hot headed and have a bad temper, though I'm working on it! I have quite the problem with guilt and it comes to me fairly quickly when I do something bad.

Ah yeah I'm really forgetful and also really impatient KNRKS

Now- online!!

I'm a lot more open and chaotic. I like to tease my friends and jokingly make fun of them, etc. I try and stop when they tell me to, but I might understand it as them just joking too if they write it that way in my eyes-

I try to look on the positive side for them and their situations and am always willing to make someone happy even without words since it makes me happy too. I'd say I'm caring to a fault- I don't let loose until they finally do something healthy that they've been avoiding and I do get rather angry if I'm not taken seriously with that, causing me to maybe lash out at someone unwillingly,,- and then guilt pops in like "hi there 😍" KDHDJDJ

Anyway,

I encourage anyone to vent, though I'm not the best at giving advice. I'm more of a person who likes to listen and give support if they need it. Oh yeah- my attention span is REALLY short (as short as me good ol' 5'1 me aNENSJJSJD) so I get distracted pretty easily and procrastinate then.

As for hobbies: I love to draw! (As you might know-)Music is my life (especially Jazz) and video games are, too. Though mostly singleplayer Games since I only really like multiplayer with friends-

What else can I write..

Maybe like- I'm an ISFP-T And I think it was 5w6 that I was given by another test

I also got Philophobia, the fear of falling in love because of bad experiences but I'm tryna work on it!!

I guess I can also write about my appearance? I've got short, curly but chaotic black hair that's p much swept to the side- I'm definitely not that skinny lmao- and as I've said before, I'm 5'1! I usually wear casual clothes (hoodies, e.g!! They're so comfy...) I also got brown eyes and glasses!

I think that should be it.. ah yeah! In your introduction, you should prolly add your ID for others to add you because name search doesn't work! :0

Ok that's really it now- take your time, don't rush yourself and stay safe and hydrated!! 💕💕 Hope your blog takes off!

Sorry for my English by the way- I'm German so I might've messed up on a few things!

OH MY LORD I DID NOT KNOW THAT I HAD TO PUT IN MY ID... oml... thank u for telling me that. and don't worry about it, i can see how it'd be difficult (i actually studied german for my gcses :], it was very fun) but anyways! tysm for sending in btw!! i loved writing this, i hope u enjoy - mod vera ♡

i match you with ... naib subedar!

he kinda takes on to your quiet personality, unlike some of the other people around the manor. it's relaxing to be around somebody who doesn't talk much.

you two most likely met when robbie came over to the survivors' side of the mansion, jokingly demanding sweets... but it most likely sounded authentic. and oh god, is that an axe-

you two accidentally locked eyes but you both had a " ah shit, here we go again " face. it just kinda went from there.

at first, he's a tough nut to crack, but if you try hard enough, within a month or so you gain his trust and he .. deems you a friend?

you both kinda start falling for eachother after a period of time, but naib is great at hiding it BUT SIKE, so are you! it's like a game of who can pine for the other in the most subtle way possible.

however, if you tell him about your own troubles with falling in love, he may just open up a little too about his own troubles.

it's takes a while for you two to build a relationship, but eventually (after a lot of rescues, late night hangouts and just being near eachother) you make it!

when he learns about your more chaotic side, naib tries to keep up with you as best he can, he may just need a little tug to do so.

he loves your smile, especially the one you have when you're talking about your passions.

he also tries to help with your temper, but he's just as bad as you are.

however, he's there whenever you have a bad day - he can almost instantly tell, even if you try keep it to yourself. it could be the way you look at him, try to smile or talk, he does notice the change in your aura.

since your shorter than him, he likes holding you. it makes him feel like he's just protecting you from anything and anything, especially on one of your bad days.

he likes your optimism, looking on the good side of every situation. he once saw you trying to comfort robbie when he started crying about not finding any sweets around and you told him "look on a brightside robbie! now we know for next time to stash some away for you before we eat it all!" AND OH GOD, IS THAT AN AXE?

naib gets frequent nightmares about his time being a hired merc, so sometimes you may get woken up at 3 am because he's a bit distressed and needs a bit of comfort.

other times, he just finds holding you while you're fast asleep enough to put him back in a coma for the next 2 hours.

naib also encourages you to talk to him about stuff. whether it be what made you mad, how much of a bitch vera can be, ect. he's there for you and that man is never gonna let you carry your burdens alone.

saying that, you also have to remind him that he can't carry his own burdens sometimes and when you encourage him to talk to you about what's upsetting him, he'll most likely tell, depending on how bad it is.

he also grounds you a lot!! if you tell him about your forgetfulness, he's most likely going to try and remind you.

" hey, [ name ], you did bring [ item ] into the match, right? "

" um... "

" goddamnit [ name ], i thought i reminded you "

naib takes it upon himself to rescue you, or keep you within his general vicinity if you're in a match with him. he does know you can kite very well though! he just wants you near him for a bit of reassurance.

he can be mean sometimes, but he means it in the most endearing way possible since most of it is sarcasm.

you two kinda have " stab as a warning " vibes so nobody really opposes the two of you. even norton. not even freddy dares to oppose you because the last time he did, aesop almost had to prepare his equipment to embalm the poor fella.

when you lash out at someone, naib is there almost immediately to take you away to calm down and comfort you when your guilt kicks the door down and goes " Hey girlie! Hold still 😎 "

sometimes you have to do the same for him because you both have a tendency to lash out.. but.. never at eachother? you two kinda agree on the same things, there isn't much to exactly disagree on.

please draw him!! watch him while he's training in the garden and draw him, or just a few silly doodles of him.

he likes looking at your drawings, it kinds boosts his ego knowing that he's worthy enough to be drawn.

if he finds out that you like music, he'll tell you about nepalese music, or at least what he knew of it - if you both get engrossed in it, he may try and get you some records to play.

teach him how to dance, if you can. it'd make listening to music together way more fun.

he's very content with you!! he likes kissing you out of nowhere, too. you could just be chilling and naib would come up to you, turn you around and give you a smooch outta nowhere. but only in private.

i feel like neither of you would be big on pda, you just stick to holding hands around the manor.

if this were in a modern setting, you two could probably play a game like phasmaphobia together just for funsies.

all in all, your relationship with naib is mutually beneficial and robbie has learned to never ask for sweets again.

i hope you enjoy this <3 it's my first time writing naib too so i apologise if it's not very good </3

[monomonomagines]

Part Two of V3 Monster Girls with a Human S/o

Hey guys! I know these took a while but I wanted to try to flesh these ones out more because Mod Kokichi and I had a ball talking them out. I can’t do more monsters sadly since I do have a handful of requests left but at the rate, I’m going they won’t take long at all so maybe I can do some more for you all at a later time. Regardless, I do hope that you guys enjoy these ones. I know I loved writing them.

(Part 1 here)

Miu (Imp)

Today had started as an average day.

You had gone to grab an item or two that you had missed the day before.

It was on your way home though that this soon changed.

On the corner was a demon girl acting like it was the red light district or something as she heckled all the passerbys, offering a "Night they'd surely remember."

You were planning on passing her by but apparently, your gaze rested on her for a few moments too long since now she had begun to stride towards you.

"You! I noticed how your eyes couldn't leave my smoking hot bod. I'll come home with you!" She announces immediately grabbing your arm and clinging to it, pressing it against her breasts.

"Hold on, I wasn't looking at you." You try to explain when she begins to get angry.

"What you think I can't satisfy you!? Then I'll just prove yah wrong! I'll bang you so hard that you'll be sent to a whole new world!"

You definitely aren't getting out of this, you could tell, so you could only do one thing. You'd make the most of it.

You sigh, reluctantly agreeing, causing her angry expression to quickly turn back to her previous confident one.

"Booyah! No one can resist the most beautiful succubus, Miu Iruma! Ahahaha!" She cheers far too loudly, as you drag her back to your place.

You immediately put aside your bag of groceries on the table when she pounced on you.

She pressed you up against the closest wall already beginning to kiss you. She seemed like she knew what she was doing which wasn't surprising for a succubus but something felt odd as soon as you got your shirt off.

Miu had immediately frozen, seeming unsure of what to do.

"Are you ok?" You ask not sure why she was stopping.

"W-well.....what do I do now?" She asks twirling her hair nervously around a finger.

"What do you mean what do you do now!? Aren't you a succubus?" You were confused as all hell and that only continued when her expression turned from a meek one to an angry one again.

"Well not yet! I just...I have to get promoted ok!? But it's fine because I was totally a succubus in my past life!"

What was she even going on about? There was no way any of that was true so you weren't going through with this. "I'm not doing this then. There's no reason to."

"B-but...I need this." She says turning meek at your firm tone before doing a total one-eighty. "Fine if you won't fuck me now then I'll just stay here until you will!"

And that is how you had begun your life stuck with Miu. She wasn't as bad as you had thought her to be and had come to actually enjoy her company.

However, there wasn't a day that she didn't make some sexual pass at you. It was tiring most of the time but you didn't mind how she'd surprise you at times.

It was another night that she was full of surprises for you when instead of whispering the usual naughty things she did in your ear she told you, "I love you, S/o. Even if you won't fuck me, your never getting rid of me!"

 Himiko (Witch)

It was Halloween night when you had gotten lost in the woods.

You had picked out an easy albeit lazy outfit strewn together. Just a simple pair of wolf ears and a tail.

However, despite your fake ears and tail, you were still hopelessly lost with no sight of civilization in miles.

As you continued to walk through the night you eventually encountered an old house, laying dormant.

It didn't look abandoned thankfully and with night encroaching you decided it couldn't hurt to ask for some directions and maybe a place to stay for the night.

When you knocked on the door though, you were met with a small girl in a witch costume.

Even weirder though was how a smile began to stretch across her tired-looking face as soon as she caught sight of you. "Nyeh! The spell worked!"

Was this a prank of some sort? You were confused by all means as she pulled you into the house without another word, closing the door behind the two of you.

"Uhm so what's going on?" You try to ask when she shushes you.

"I'm thinking of what to do." She retorts pouting childishly as she assesses you. "As my familiar, I command you to sleep next to me tonight!"

What? "There's no way I can do that!" You tell her but she doesn't seem to listen.

Instead, she gets grumpier than when she was thinking, telling you, "As your master, you'll cuddle me! No excuses!"

There probably wasn't any getting through to her so you decide you may as well oblige. You lay yourself down on the bed in the room as she happily hops in next to you wrapping her arms around you.

She seemed so happy just to have someone here that you really couldn't resist giving her what she wanted, holding her small frame with your own larger one.

It would've just continued to be peaceful like that if not for what happened right after.

Moving to wrap her arms around you better she accidentally knocks off your ears causing her to look on in horror.

"You....you tricked me! You only pretended to be my familiar!" She whines, nearly tearing up.

"Well I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen." You retort, feeling guilty for not correcting her more.

"I....that means you'll just leave like everyone else!" She yells back, tears beginning to streak down her cheeks.

You felt awful. She was just a lonely little girl that needed someone. Maybe you weren't a familiar but you could tell what she wanted.

"Even if I'm not a familiar, I won't leave." You start pulling her into you. "So don't cry, ok? I'm not going anywhere."

"You won't leave?" She asks sniffling between words.

"I won't, I promise." You tell her smiling gently.

She wipes away a few tears, using her hand albeit uncomfortably as you held her, smiling lightly again. "Then you aren't allowed to ever leave me!"

"I said I wouldn't, didn't I?"

She smiles again, wide and bright as she squeezes you in her own embrace. "Nyeeeh! I love you! You never get to leave me again!"

Tsumugi (Shapeshifter)

It had been months since you first met your girlfriend Tsumugi.

The day you met started out as rather ordinary. You were planning on just going to the arcade to kill some time when you had laid eyes on her.

She was exactly your type of girl. Her hair, her eyes, her skin, everything was perfect. That's why there was no way she'd talk to you.

However, as though to prove you wrong she did exactly that.

Soon enough, the two of you were playing games together and talking the whole day away. You even got her number by the end of it.

Luck seemed to be on your side you thought, so although it was rather bold you had asked her out.

Just like before, you really didn't expect things to go your way but they surprisingly did.

Now it was just date after date between the two of you and things were looking better than ever.

You knew she was the one for you and so you wanted to do everything with her, even just the mundane things. Just as long as she was there you were happy.

It was just another date night for the two of you when you decided why not go on a hike. The two of you could make your trek up the hills nearby and get a great view of the sunset.

You were two were just making your trek, talking and laughing all along the way.

That's when finally, your good luck had to come to an end. As the two of you were walking, you had stepped on some uneven ground, causing you to fall back into the wooden rails along the path.

You expected them to brace you possibly but as luck would have it, instead toppled over with you over the edge of the hill.

You could hear Tsumugi let out a yell as you toppled but as you landed you were greeted by a sickening crack of bone as well.

You couldn't move at all and from the sounds you made, Tsumugi knew something was amiss.

"Hold on S/o! I'm coming!" She calls out to you, taking her own time to carefully scale the hillside to get to you.

"Tsumugi, I don't think I can get up." You admit, still pained from your fall.

"You can't but I don't think I can carry you unless I."

Unless she what? You could barely listen to her, after that fall disorienting you so much but you knew you made no mistake when you saw, your normally gorgeous girlfriend turn into an entirely different being.

Instead of Tsumugi was a strange shadowy figure. You didn't know how to react, too confused to even scream.

"I'm sorry, S/o. I didn't want you to see this but I have to be able to carry you so that your leg doesn't get worse." She admits sounding as though she were tearing up.

As confused as you were, at least she was carrying you to safety.

You didn't care at that moment and simply allowed her to carry you back to the vicinity of your home so that you two could then go to the doctors with some help from family that actually could lift you.

And by the next day, it all felt like a dream. It felt as though Tsumugi never changed into some shadow being before your eyes but you knew you had to ask.

You had her over like usual and she seemed nervous already. "Tsumugi, you know what I want to ask right?"

She nods shakily responding, "I do, and I'll explain everything but please don't be mad."

You sighed, "I don't think you've ever been malicious or anything so I won't be mad. Just tell me so that I can understand."

"I'm....a shapeshifter and when met, I transformed to look like your ideal girl. I normally have a default form that I go with but I only have strength in the one you saw."

She explains everything to you but you did need to know, why she wanted to be your ideal of all people? You were average, you weren't extraordinary at anything either, you were just a normal person.

"The reason I wanted to be your ideal is because you were always so kind to me whenever I went with my default form. I was so plain and uninteresting but you always were so kind to me and I...I just fell for you before I could even help it."

She began to tear up as she gazed at you, holding your hands with your own in what felt like sheer desperation.

"Please don't hate me S/o. I knew you couldn't love a plain girl like me so I just wanted to make you happy."

"Tsumugi," you start, "I am happy when I'm with you. I love you for who you are not what you look like, and if the form you're most comfortable with is a plain girl or a shadow figure thing then so be it."

"S/o! I'm so glad I fell in love with you. I'll never keep anything from you again!"

Maki (Basilisk)

Maki never failed a mission. When she has orders she fulfills them.

That's why when she got an order to spy on you and assassinate you, playing as your harmless neighbor she had no choice but to oblige.

She had talked to you on numerous occasions as the job went on, gathering as much as intel as she could but something was always off.

You never suspected that she'd try to kill you at all, even when you had found out she was a Basilisk.

You just continued to be kind to her, unlike anyone else in her life.

You trusted. her and soon called her a friend but that just caused her to feel more guilty than she ever had.

She couldn't place why anyone would want to assassinate you but she couldn't disobey orders.

No matter how often you came to visit or invited her to meals it didn't change the fact that she would have to kill you with her own two hands.

It was another day she was visiting you when she had realized why she always felt so guilty having to kill you.

You made her favorite food and put on some movies, treating her like a real friend. You cared about her and she fell in love because of that.

She wanted you to care for her and to treat her like she belonged here but the sad truth was she didn't. She was only here to kill you and she couldn't put it off any longer.

She was always prepared for when it'd have to come to this and even as you watched a movie, situated right next to her on the couch, you didn't bat an eye as she moved.

She reached for the nearest thing being a pillow, not caring at all if she had to kill her feelings along with the person she loved.

She had to do this, if not she'd suffer, she'd be the one being hunted.

As she crept closer to your unsuspecting form, you turned to her surprisingly enough with a smile. "Hey Maki, can I tell you something?"

She tries to grips the pillow harder in her grasp, her claws nearly shredding the fabric as she nods.

You knew, didn't you? She'd have to still kill you and you'd know she used you.

"Even though it hasn't been that long since you moved here, I realized that I like you a lot. What I mean is, I love you, Maki. Would you go out with me?"

Tears began to well up in her eyes as she threw the pillow aside and held you close.

What was she trying to do even? She normally kills with her venom or her gaze and she was going to try to smother you!?

You messed with her head and as much as she was scared of what would happen to the two of you she couldn't help but to tell you her own feelings.

"I love you too but we can’t stay here if I come with you.” She admits, pulling away.

“What? Why?” You were shocked. What was wrong with where you two were?

“I.....look. I’m an assassin and I was supposed to kill you. I couldn’t do it though, because I’ve felt the same way for a while.” 

She sighs looking over at your still shocked expression. “I know, that you still care about me even with what I said but, even if I go with you we can’t stay here. If we do, they’ll hunt us down and kill us both.”

You couldn’t believe your ears but you knew you had a choice to make. “I’ll go with you, wherever, you end up Maki. I love you.”

She sighs again but with a bit of a smile tugging up at her lips this time. “That’s why you’re an idiot but....I love you too.”