#and many more characters

[viiinz]

the theme of loneliness in The Idiot fucks me up so hard. as a reader you get introduced to this huge cast of characters, and then every single one of them is just so fucking lonely. they all live extremely isolated in their own way, despite the fact that every scene takes place in a room full of people. truly a book wherein no-one is able to understand the other

[daydreamalley]

A “so you’ve had to deal with Dazai” support group starts. They have to move it every week cuz Dazai constantly wants to listen in. He also tries to bring popcorn too. Chuuya has the idea to get dummies that look like Dazai to beat up (so life like!). Kunikida loves it. Totally not practice for the real thing. Atsushi and Sigma feel bad about how good it actually feels to punch it. Fukuzawa is surprisingly eager. Akutagawa refuses to punch it.

Until Chuuya has a better idea. They start setting traps for Dazai at the meetings, like they're trying to catch the goddamn Road Runner, except they catch him like every time. Dazai is content to hang in the net with what’s left of his snacks and watch the meeting. Until Chuuya gets a big stick (“wow it’s even bigger than you” Dazai calls) and decides Dazai is gonna be a pinata. Chaos ensues, Dazai escapes, cuz as much as they catch him he always escapes. Safe to say the support group ain’t working great. 

They make a support group for the support group. But because Dazai has been witness to so many meetings, he’s allowed to be there too. This turns into couple’s therapy for Dazai and Chuuya (or honestly whoever you ship Dazai with). 

And then he came at me with a stick

We know Dazai, we were all there

I honestly felt so attacked

You were in a net and tried sneaking into a place you shouldn’t be. You wanted to get caught, so you can’t blame me for seizing an opportunity.

No, actually I can blame you. I mean, what have I ever done to you

Excuse me?!?!!

Now now, I’m sure you guys have done a lot for each other over the years

Yeah, like punch me

How about abandonment?

My jaw still aches from that punch

Want me to refresh your memory on it?

We’re never getting the deposit back on this place, are we?

Next up, the “I had to witness Soukoku” Support group. Dazai and Chuuya are not invited. 

[blackbloodteeth]

And all that counts is here and now

The WIP™️ is no longer a WIP!!! Here's the fic I've been working slowly on for the past couple months, that was essentially a gift for a reverse raffle that everyone and no one was participating in (okay basically I left a secret on my AO3 profile and I wanted to see how long it would take for someone to find it haha).

Anyway, you can read it here on AO3 (same title), and it's a 9.8k monstrosity of silliness and Shenanigans (another shout-out to Sillu for enabling me to actually get this posted instead of still fussing with it haha). Basically: Soul has been a vampire for decades, and for a day, he gets to be human again. SoMa ahoy!

Since I'm still new to this whole 'posting about my fanfics' thing, here's the first scene for funsies:

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His fingers slowly meet the tip of his nose, excitement palpable as his reflection feels along the warm tannish skin down his cheek, along the edge of his jaw, the lively blush of his lips. The ends of his other hand lightly brush against the scruff of his hair, sinking into the soft blonde strands that faintly resemble a light frost resting in the photos of an early sunrise – A winter that has only just begun to melt, but deep beneath that he has roots.

Of course the mirrored darks of his eyes look back at him, not a bloody, almost wine-like red, but a more welcoming shade of fine wood, one that stirs the soul like a piano's company and energy of the moment. His thumb and index fit into the corners of his smile, his canines a little sharpened but the rest of his teeth were dull. Human. Human teeth for chewing and being omnivorous.

All in his reflection.

Something truly giddy takes over Soul's face as he goes to looking himself over at as many different angles he can muster, watching the shadows of the bathroom light swim across his face and ears and the smooth stretch of his neck before he can't contain himself anymore, practically a giggle following his throat swinging out from the door and nearly startling Maka at the way he hangs all of his weight from the doorway.

"Makaaaa, look! Come here!" An amused but equally enthused sigh switches from a hop to a jog as she makes her way over to him, now the one leaning in as Soul points at the mirror on the wall like it might jump away any moment. "It worked – See, see! This is so much cooler than paintings!"

Her grin bites into her lower lip, tilting a side-eye to- "Okay, yes the drawings were... okay, but look—"

His fingers stretch out from his palms in front of the glass, hurriedly ruffling through his hair, his tongue sticking out and then grinning ear-to-ear at her again with all the sunlight in the world.

"—It's like a video but I'm actually in it! While it's happening!"

Something especially warm manages to come from her crossing her arms and the look on her face, dare he say mirroring his enthusiasm (he should know, he checked) while she starts to laugh. "Yeah, alright; That's... pretty dang cool."

"God I know, right!" Soul's hands start waving in place with all the excitement running through them, quickly on the move again as he tucks them around the heat of his throat, eyes closing around the drum beating all the way from the air filling his chest and back out again. He can't keep his eyes shut for long though, far too restless as his reflection curls his fingers sporadically until it jump-starts him back into motion, reaching for Maka's hand and pressing it against the pulse of his neck. There's a spark reflecting in her eyes, one that shines in the passing of each precious second at her fingertips, in the warm feeling in his skin – Alive. Alive. Alive.

It also soon echoes from his chest in a noticeable grumble, prying a chuckle loose from his smile at the twisting of her eyebrows and the odd sensation now taking the forefront of his attention.

"Hey... I think I just found out what feeling hungry feels like."

[Convenient teleport link to the rest of the fic.]

[malice-death]

RWBY Band Au

I was writing another work the last week and made this mess of an idea. (Of all the times that I wish I could draw)

All of my RWBY WIPs are still in the works, and yet here's another for the pile. (I'll have these published before V10 comes out lol)

Summary: Jaune Arc has been depressed ever since the lead singer and his lover Pyrrha Arkos died. Since than him and his band hasn't done any gigs, which results in them splitting up, all three of them going their separate ways.

But when he hears Oscar Pine, a waiter in his favorite underground bar belt some notes on the stage, he starts to find healing in a voice.

Of course, that's all I have so far, but I'm open to anything and all things people want to say to this au.

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I even wrote down what band names everyone has. Here's the quick list, and who's in the band.

Juniper's Tales: Jaune, Nora, Ren, Oscar, and Pyrrha (Past) (Because of the jackalope, its because of the jackalope)

RWBY: Ruby, Wiess, Yang, and Blake (It really suits them, as a team, a series, a band title)

Funky Jazz: Flynt, Neon, Kobalt, Ivori (I can picture them as a jazz band)

Raging Hellions: Adam, Illia, Corsac, and Fennec (The name is from another au, but it works as a more metal band name)

Three Hot Men & A Monkey: Sun, Neptune, Scarlet, and Sage (I made this name as a joke, but it fits)

Older Bands *Now Disbanded*

Wavering Seasons: Summer, Taiyang, Raven, and Qrow (With each of their personalities, it makes the name fit.)

Clock Work: Ozpin, Glynda, Qrow, and Ironwood (Probably the strangest band on this list)

Zwei's Howlers: Qrow, Taiyang, Ruby, and Yang (This was when the girls were little, and Taiyang didn't want to fully give up on the music scene.)

Soloists *People Who Solo*

Winter Schee (I'm sure she's got some pipes)

Oscar Pine (But only in the bar he worked at, before joining JT)

Salem (Retired, but probably would manipulate Cinder into going into the music scene to get revenge)

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This is everything I have so far, and whenever my rwby music poll finishes, I would've probably had the one-shot finished.

Unless people want me to write more for this.

So please ask me anything, repost, I just love to hear what people think.

And when I have time, which I probably will, I'll make the post of what main songs I'm going to use for some of the major bands.

Thank you for reading this long ramble..

(Now I must go and write, farewell!!)

[tapwaterghost]

Obi wan kenobi the series will be my 100th reasons why.

[gay-mooshrooms]

me mentally: these characters have a relationship that cannot be defined by any one thing and reaches throughout the narrative and is so woven into their characters that trying to force it under one label would be inaccurate and doing it a disservice.

me out loud: idk man they're fuckin gay

[astearisms]

catalysts, protectors

[oposssumsaucee]

Listen All Systems Red is so so funny from Gurathins perspective imagine you grew up with Space Socialism and was hired to go help some pal with science but you weren't allowed to go unless you rented AmaTeslas Torment Nexus Alexa Dot and then when you get there you find out a whole continent of people got annihilated by their Tourment Nexus rentals so you take a moment to check yours quickly and find out it already had disengaged its Don't Kill People box, the only thing you've ever been told prevented them from mass homiciding their clients, something that LITERALLY just happened to people you knew a day ago, and when you say to your fellow socialist doctors HEY I think our Tourment Nexus is fucked up and it's files said it killed dozens of people barely a year ago and we should probably get the hell away from it the same doctors are like look at what you're saying. You're hurting the Tourment Nexus' feelings. The Tourment Nexus is just a little construct who likes Netflix Gurathin stop antagonizing it on the plane ride.

[gumy-shark]

free my girl she did all that shit but if she was a man you'd be all over him AND his crimes

[canisalbus]

Literally cannot remember if you’ve already drawn something like this but I think of Vaschete everytime I see In Bed by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

I may have a particular fondness for this subject.

[notbecauseofvictories]

I'm re-reading the Discworld series for reasons, and honestly the most relatable part of reading these as an adult is how many of the protagonists start out being tired, used to their little routine and vaguely disgruntled by the interruption of the Plot. Sam Vimes wants to lie drunk in a gutter and absolutely doesn't want to be arresting dragons. Rincewind is yanked into every situation he's ever encountered, though he'd much rather be lying in a gutter too. (Minus the alcohol. Plus regretting everything he's ever done said witnessed or even heard about fourth-hand in his whole life.) Granny Weatherwax is deeply suspicious of foreign parts and that includes the next town over; Nanny has leaned into the armor of "nothing ever happens to jolly grannies who terrorize their daughters-in-law and make Saucy Jokes"

Only the young people don't seem to have picked up on this---and that's fortunate, because someone has to run around making things happen, if only so Vimes and Granny and Rincewind have a reason to get up (complaining bitterly the whole time) and put it all to rights. Without Carrot, Margrat, Eric, etc. these characters don't have that reason; they're likely to stay in the metaphorical gutter and keep wondering where it all went wrong or why anything has to change.

............well, that's not quite true. You get the sense that Vetinari knows how much certain people hate the Plot. And as the person sitting behind the metaphorical lighting board of Ankh-Morpork, he takes no small pleasure in forcing the Plot-haters specifically to stand up, and say some lines.

[technically-human]

Bisexual crisis Crystal edition

[catmask]

with that said there are characters that a fat maybe not canonically but they are spiritually. to me. they may not be drawn that way but i know whats true. ive seen it like a sort of prophet

[malice-death]

Welcome to the final poll, or as I like to call it ROUND 4, with this I went back to my other polls and picked the lowest voted options and placed them here with some new ones.

So, take your pick, cast your vote, and may the gods ever be in your favor.

Also, because I enough energy, whatever two options get voted, I will write a mashup of the ideas.

(Me asking for votes, knowing that I would probably get some sooner or later, also feel free to repost and spread this around.)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You keep telling yourself that Namari.

[skipppppy]

Uhh. Delicious in Skyrim. Is that anything

They go around killing dragons and Laios is absolutely devastated that the dragon meat disintegrates when he absorbs the soul every time. He just wants to eat dragon meat. Let him eat the dragon meat Akatosh