#anyway i'll just ramble about stuff under here

[rubys-domain]

damn, i still got a healthy amount of posts in the queue. i went a little ham in my last queuing spree huh

[pyrodolls]

yandere! re2 leon kennedy x reader

✰ warnings: stalking, sub leon, slightly nsfw but not smut, leon is a creepy masochist, kidnapping, no use of y/n or name, gender neutral reader, not proofread bc it's 2 am for me rn

✰ summary: you were never very close to leon, but you harbored some feelings for him. but your entire view on him changes when you get invited to his place and you find out how he truly feels about you...

✰ a/n: remember when i used to be a havik account? good times. also i still *only* take reqs for mk1 characters. ik i wrote genshin and now i'm writing resident evil, but i am not entirely comfortable with taking reqs for them yet soooo here's me just dipping my toes into the waters of those fandoms. still sticking to mk1 tho. for now. also it's been a hot minute since i played re2 so if it's ooc i apologize.

leon thought you looked so pretty in your sleep. you looked completely peaceful and unbothered. your bedsheets covered your entire body except for your ethereal face, which he could stare at all day. the moon provided a dim glow through your window, giving leon a clear view of your entire bedroom while you slept. sure it may be creepy or a bit stalker-ish of leon to watch you sleep, but he couldn't help it! you were just so irresistible. if only you knew how much he loved you, and how he was capable of protecting and providing for you. he has the potential to be the best boyfriend to you. but you didn't even know him that well, and he was fully aware of that fact. so that's why he suddenly got an idea while he watched you sleep that night. it was a brilliant idea. he could invite you to his place and gain your trust! leon didn't want to waste any time, so he would immediately ask you first thing in the morning.

when you woke up that morning, you got a call from leon a few minutes after you got out of bed.

"i know it's a bit early in the morning, i hope you weren't sleeping... if so, i'm really sorry. i mean, i didn't know when to call you because i didn't want to bother you but at the same time i just really wanted to ask you something." leon rambled.

"no worries, leon. you could never bother me. besides, i just got out of bed. this was so perfectly timed, it's almost as if you memorized my sleep schedule." you joked.

"oh, yeah, that's crazy. imagine that," leon chuckled nervously. "um, anyway, i was just thinking... would you like to come over to my place later? i just thought that we know each other a little bit, but i'd like to get to know you more, since i think you're pretty cool and stuff, so, uh, yeah..." he trailed off, waiting for an answer.

upon hearing his proposal, you lit up in excitement. you always thought he was cute and wanted to get to know him, but you were too nervous to make the first move. this was a great opportunity.

leon was nervously fiddling with his fingers as he waited for your response. the longer you took to respond, the more his anxiety grew. he could feel the sweat forming on his skin and his chest tighten. what if you weren't interested in him in that way? was he being too forward? were you too busy?

you took a deep breath before you finally responded, mustering up the courage to say something. "i'll visit in a couple hours. i'll see you then, leon." you responded quickly, hanging up the phone and getting ready to see him.

leon's heart almost jumped out of his chest when you finally responded. he dropped his phone and immediately got to work, cleaning his place and hiding the pictures of you sleeping and your old clothes in a box under his couch.

he worked very hard to tidy everything up, wanting it to be perfect for you. only the best for you.

when he finished cleaning, he sat on the floor in front of his door like a puppy waiting for its owner. he patiently waited for you to knock on the door and come in, even though it would be a couple more hours until you arrived.

after a few hours of leon not moving a single inch, you finally arrived. as soon as your knuckles grazed the door to knock, leon swung it open with superhuman speed.

"thanks for coming! i hope the weather wasn't too harsh on you." leon greeted, stepping aside to let you in. he didn't actually know if the weather was harsh or not, he just said the first thing that came to his mind to start a conversation with you.

"thanks... and uh, the weather isn't bad at all. it's just a bit windy." you responded, awkwardly standing by the door.

leon was trying his hardest to act calm, but his heart was racing and he could feel his palms getting sweatier and sweatier. you were standing right next to him! and you were alone together! he could've just died right then and there. instead of watching you through your window, you're right in front of him! instead of breaking into your house and stealing and sniffing your clothes, he can just smell you right by him! he was in heaven.

for a couple hours, you both spent time together by watching movies and chatting, getting to know each other more and more. leon even ordered dinner for you both, and somehow he got your favorite food, and he claimed it was just intuition. it didn't even feel like hours had passed, since you were both enjoying yourselves.

"so, uh, do you like this movie?" leon awkwardly spoke up, as you both sat on the couch in front of his tv. you simply smiled and nodded, too tired to respond. it was a random film that you weren't familiar with, and you watched it in silence next to him. you were both clearly tired after that long day, but leon didn't want you to leave just yet. so he started awkwardly starting new conversations or asking you questions, hoping to keep your attention on him. he loved the amount of attention you already gave him that day, and he was still giddy that you agreed to visit him in the first place. all he needs to stay happy is for you to look at him. but you were literally sitting on his couch and spending time with him, and it just made him so overwhelmed with joy. it gave him hope that you could work as a couple someday, and you would never know about his unorthodox antics to get to this point.

or at least that's what he thought.

at some point, leon excused himself to the restroom and left you boredly swinging your legs back and forth on the couch. but you felt your leg kick something hard underneath the couch. when you decided to investigate, you found a hidden box. curious as to why it was hidden, you decided to open it and look inside.

big mistake.

you found some old clothes and underwear that you thought you lost, pieces of your hair, various pictures of you sleeping, a few grocery lists and paperwork that you thought you threw away, and even pages ripped out of leon's journal describing his dark fantasies of you. some of it had some mysterious white stains on it. it was disgusting, and it made you sick to look through it. you thought leon was just a cute sweetheart, but it turned out he was a stalker and a creep. you were so shocked, that you didn't know what to do. should you run? call someone? but it was unsafe, because he clearly knew your address and a lot of your personal information. you had no idea what to do, so you stayed frozen in shock.

when leon returned, he saw the horrified look on your face and saw the box in your hands. his heart dropped. you knew his secret.

"shit. oh my god, uh, it's not what you think. i swear, i just, uh, fuck..." leon stammered, dropping down to his knees in shame.

"what the fuck is this? how long have you been stalking me, you fucking creep?" you yelled, standing over his shaking form.

"haah.. i... uh.." leon seemed to be breathing weirdly, and you weren't sure if it was out of anxiety or pleasure.

"and this," you picked up one of the pages from his journal and waved it in front of his face. "what the fuck is this? you are so fucked up... are you in love with me or something? or is it just some weird ass sexual obsession?"

"i.. i do love you! of course i do! this isn't how i wanted you to find out, but i really do love you! please don't take it the wrong way. i don't want to hurt you, i just want to be with you. i want to feel you and- and spend every waking moment of my life with you.. please don't hate me." leon begged, grasping onto your leg pathetically.

"you're sick in the head. and you're nothing but a pathetic stalker." you scoffed. all the trust and affection you had for him went out the window after you opened that box. there was no way he can get your trust back. hell, you were willing to cut contact with him and move to another country at that point.

"fuck... okay, maybe i am.. but, uh... shit." leon struggled to get his words out, as he felt aroused by your degradation. he never thought it would feel so good to have you yell at him. he could barely even speak, it just felt euphoric for you to scold him for his actions. you expected him to panic, but he seemed to have mixed feelings about the situation. he was still horrified that you discovered his dirty secret, but he had stars in his eyes the more you screamed at him.

"oh my god... you're a masochistic freak, huh? you like it when i yell at you? god, you're so fucked up." you spat, grabbing his collar and lifting him up to your level.

leon whimpered at the sudden contact, not responding to your degredation and simply squirming at your touch.

you sighed. "are you going to explain yourself? or are you just going to keep babbling nonsense?"

after getting no response, you dropped him and started to grab your things and leave.

"i.. i love you so much!" leon blurted out. "please don't leave! i promise, i can make it up to you! i'll do whatever you want! i can uh... i can provide for you! you won't have to lift a single finger for the rest of your life! and uh... i can cook and clean! sort of. i'll learn how to take care of you. i'll show you that i can be a good boyfriend if you let me! please, just love me! i did all these things for you and i promise i will stop if you want me to! please, don't leave."

leon stood in front of the door and desperately held you in place, not wanting to let you leave.

if you chose to stay, leon would be overjoyed. he would keep his promise and make it up to you, spending the rest of his life protecting you from harm and doing anything to keep you happy. your well-being is his number one priority, he'd make himself look like a fool if it meant getting a smile out of you. just let him love you. you don't need to give him anything in return!

if you chose to leave, leon would be a sobbing, sulking mess for about an hour or two before he decided on what to do. he still had all of your information. he knew pretty much everything about you. he would probably do something to force you into being with him, such as faking your death and kidnapping you. you have nobody else now. you have to be with leon now. he is the only one that still loves you and will keep you happy. even if you're mad at him now, he has hope that someday you will warm up to him and be willing to have a relationship with him. he'll wait patiently for that day to come.

[mintmatcha]

cw: a weird vent piece lol, suicide mention, no quirks au, mentally ill reader

You always fuck with your shirt on. You'd wear more, if you could, but you haven't figured out how to do it with your pants on yet.

You pull the sheets over your sweat chilled legs and hope he didn't notice the spots you missed shaving. If he did, Natsuo doesn't seem to mind. His arm is tucked under your head, muscle fibers occasionally twitching underneath you and turning the soft mass dense.

Sometimes, Natsuo keeps his shirt on too. Neither of you have ever asked the other about it; there's a mutual understanding when a hand is stopped.

"Do you work tonight?" he asks.

You shake your head as his body relaxes deeper into the mattress.

"I'm gonna do laundry if you want to throw your stuff in," he mumbles, "I'll get you junk to sleep in."

The medical textbooks he was studying are still on the floor, flipped to random pages of different cycles and tissues, abandoned in exchange for you. If Natsuo fails his midterms, it'll be your fault. If he passes, he'll be leaving the city next semester for his hospital rotations.

Part of you wants him to fail. It's that dirty, evil part that no one else seems to have, the part you try to starve, but it keeps growing anyway. It nips at you whenever the room gets too quiet.

It's teeth are extra sharp today.

"You're so sweet." You speak into his skin, "I don't know how you're still single."

A sharp inhale is sucked through his teeth, cutting through his smile. Natsuo takes in all of your features and you know he's wondering why you're saying these things-- why you're purposefully bringing this up.

"Well, sweetie-" His tone is light, like he's avoiding stepping on glass, stepping on glass. With every word, he walks his fingers on your arm, spanning from elbow to shoulder, "I'm only single because you keep turning me down."

The overhead fan whizzes. The part you try to starve sinks its teeth into your chest.

"Natsuo, we've talked about this," you say, "I don't date."

You sit up and swing a leg over him, straddling his hips. A trail of white hair runs down his stomach and down under the sheets, disappearing where the two of you meet. He holds you by the hem of your tee, just tight enough to hold you in place.

"Would it be so bad?" he whispers.

"Here's what would happen, alright?" You brush your fingers through his sweat touched hair and it bounces right back into place the second you pull away. It makes you giggle a bit and he mirrors you, an unsure, foolish optimism in his eyes, "Let's just say I met this wonderful, beautiful boy and tricked-"

"Tricked?" he scoffs.

"Tricked him into loving me." You want to kiss him, but it feels cruel for both of you. Instead, you just cup his jaw in your hands and cradle him, letting the weight of him slump into your palms, "He'd treat me right and bring me home to meet his parents, 'cause he was raised right and, even though he's really smart, he'd think he's in love."

Fingers squeeze at your hips.

"But the second I left, his parents would tell him that he deserves someone prettier and smarter and, and, and better," you say, "And they'd be right."

“My mom’s nice," He drops your pretense with a whisper, ruining your not so careful charade. “She wouldn’t say that.”

He doesn’t mention his dad. There’s a silent sentence there. One that says, “But he might.” It’s hard to keep your brain from sticking to that point, from sticking your thumb into this metaphorical soft spot.

“I mean, she wouldn’t say it out loud, but she’d think it," you say, “She’d sit there and think ‘that girl's not good enough for my son' and she'd be right."

He scoff he lets out is uneasy, almost a songed laugh, more pained than annoyed. "My mom is nice."

This conversation is hurting him, but you can't stop yourself.

"And they'd tell you to break up with me, but you wouldn't listen to them, 'cause you're head strong like that. You'd probably date me in spite of them for while," you ramble, "But then you'd go away and you'd meet some pretty, normal girl and you'd realize they were right. They were always right. I was right."

The overhead fan whizzes.

"So, it's better if I just don't date at all,"

Natsuo's grip dissolves and you think you see it then - the moment whatever is between you dies. A hollowness passes over his features, empty eyes and sucked cheeks, as he ducks his head down to rest his face against your chest. Chin against the soft of your tits, he seems farther away than ever.

You could gloat. You could cry. You're a self-fulfilling prophecy once again.

Natsuo sighs and his words slip so easily from him that you almost don't process what he's saying. "You're so sad. I wish you'd get help."

That catches you off guard. The control over this conversation is ripped away, your curtain drops, and you suddenly feel very, horribly seen.

"What?" You try to laugh it off, leaning back to escape the way he watches you.

"Sometimes I wake up and you're not here," he says, "And I worry that's the last time I'll ever see you."

You understand the implication.

"I'm not gonna kill myself." It might be the truth, you think.

"Yeah," His arms wrap around your waist again, snaking the air from your lungs, "Touya promised me that too."

Touya is only ever mentioned over too many beers and tears you're not allowed to remember the next morning. He was only 16, only a couple years older than Natsuo, but the ghosts still linger to this day, always tucked into the back of the room, stalking, haunting.

Natsuo comes from money and fame. His apartment is paid for by his father. He's never had to work to afford food. At first, you resented him for that; you wanted that ease and safety his family afforded him.

But everything comes at a cost. Every unhappy family is unhappy in there own ways.

"I'm sorry that you keep loving things that break." That is the truth. You're just the end of a line of his mistakes, starting all the way at mom and dad and trailing through every girlfriend ever since.

"I do love you. And it's not despite the fact you're 'broken'," Natsuo takes your hand with a resounding firmness. It reminds you of that thing they say about golden retrievers; the smart ones can hold an egg in their jaws without shattering the shell. Natsuo holds you like he understands you in some deep, intrinsic way, "Or because of it or whatever."

He doesn't look away, those bright, wide eyes bluer than ever.

"I just like all your little pieces." He kisses your knuckles one by one, trailing from thumb to pinkie to thumb again.

The room is silent. The bad part of you is no longer begging to eat. Maybe it's full for now, but you know it's just out of focus, stalking in the dark, biding its time.

"You should study." You slip from him and reclaim your own space in the bed. After a long, simple pause, Natsuo gets up himself, collecting his boxers from the floor.

"Yeah," he says, "You're right."

The hurt you've caused is no longer comfortable to live in. Your mouth is dry, thirsty for a change you're not sure how to make. Recovery feels like a big leap-- loving and being loved feels every farther away.

All you can do is shuffle your feet against the sheets and take the tiniest step towards normalcy.

"Do you want to get brunch tomorrow before your classes?" you offer your olive branch, your silent promise, "I'll pay."

He weighs this, measuring it for sincerity, then smiles just wide enough your get a glimpse of teeth.

"Let me get you something to sleep in."

For now, it's enough.

[levemetal]

Hi hello, I rushed this and I cannot be arsed to properly render this. I have other things to draw, many of them. But also. I really put too much effort into the flat of this that I kinda burned myself out LMAO

ANYWAY CALAMITY/GHOST KING SHEN JIU DESIGN. Take it, cherish him like I would. I wanted to dress him up like the pretty princess he is <3 Plus, ghost kings a la tgcf gotta slay in all categories so here we go. I'll ramble more about the more coherent thoughts I have but you can tear ghost king SJ from my cold dead hands. ٩( ᐛ )و

His motivations more becoming a ghost king/calamity are fairly straightforward if you're familiar with Shen Jiu and all the funky workings of his mind. It is to be stronger than everybody else and attaining a place that cannot be taken from him cause he has the power for it. So that no one else can have any power over him either.

However this also means that he does not necessarily have any grand plans of what to do with that power. I imagine he'd be a recluse, living off and alone somewhere hardly getting involved in the affairs of the living and gods etc.

If he does, I imagine it might more be in the style of killing slavers and otherwise bad men. Maybe a sort of brothel workers protector, getting rid of the most problematic and horrible clients? Let your imagination wander!

For a title? I have no clue man, I am not good enough at words for this. Something with green or teal as the color and leaves. That's how far I got.

Now the juicy stuff, POWERS. Leaves. Leaves and fans is the tldr version. I imagine he'd use the qi-infused leaves as in canon, just far more deadlier (probably) and conjured rather than just reliant on leaves off trees in the vicinity. For a weapon, if available (read: SY is not possessing SJ's OG body, or Xiu Ya was not obtained) I think he should get to keep Xiu Ya, or otherwise a blood weapon shaped after it. Tho if I had to give him a blood weapon a la Hua Cheng's E'ming, it would be a fan. The blades on it would likely be shift on, both an edge to cut with and places for darts to fly out. Otherwise in terms of weapons I could see daggers very well too for SJ. They'd suit him, as he could get in and get a quick stab or just throw them from afar. With his fighting style that likely has a lot of the ruthless tactics of his youth incorporated, I think it would fit just like a battle fan.

Otherwise, I do see him being a capable shapeshifter, or some sort of abilities to stay in the shadows undetected. If he needs some sort of animal or communication/surveillance skill associated with him, I personally would pick ravens. Spiritually created ravens as a sort of spying network and surveillance method.

Another juicy detail could be cultivation method. Tgcf does mention that the ghosts still have their own form of cultivating their power. For example, He Xuan eats and absorbs the abilities of other ghosts, whereas Hua Cheng is mentioned to cultivate via slaughtering. The xianxia in tgcf is rather vague now that I have a few more danmei under my belt, and specifically Devil Venerable also wants to know has given me a looot of thoughts about some interesting ways to detail this if it is so desired for a setting. Do please keep in mind tho I haven't really researched cultivation and the wuxia/xianxia 101 worldbuilding yet so this may not make sense. Anywho:

For Shen Jiu in particular I'd find it interesting to give him his own form rather than just copying either Hua Cheng (most fitting imo) or He Xuan (bonus eating disorder included, hooray!). So here are some ideas I had in no particular order:

- Take the core melting aspect from mdzs and applying it to ghosts (sorta): dissolving and absorbing the cores/qi of cultivators and ghosts alike, thus claiming the power for his own.

- Blood. Think less vampire and more slaughter. The messier the kill essentially, bleed the victims dry and absorb the blood to transform it into qi. (Thank you returning Dragon Age brainrot)

- dvawtk's Path of Slaughter. It doesn't really fit SJ as it relies on constantly finding stronger opponents to fight and challenge, especially ones stronger than oneself and persevering against the odds. Not his personal choice but it would poetically fit him and his entire life pretty well.

That's all for now. If you made it till here.... have a gold star: ⭐️

[theneighborhoodwatch]

Do you have any initial thoughts on the update? I have so many crossing my mind.

[rubbing my hands deviously before remembering i should put this under the cut so people can avoid in-depth spoilers]

first - between this latest update and The Homewarming Incident, i'm beginning to notice A Pattern of home reacting very quickly when they either see an opportunity to have the spotlight on them, or if they think said spotlight is being taken away from them. consider for a moment how most of wally's dialogue this update was just him speaking on home's behalf. and i mean - the homewarming party was supposed to be for them. it's in the name, after all. they don't seem to have many qualms about sacrificing another neighbor's wellbeing for it, either. i wonder if they were even counting on the neighbors generally not having the Best emotional problem-solving skills to take care of the rest, or on neighbors like eddie or poppy being less likely to speak up if they went just a bit too far in getting them out of the way for a while. it has to be frustrating, being rooted to one spot and only being able to be part of a scene once other people happen to wander by. i imagine it'd be very easy to resort to doing anything to make that happen. i also imagine that you'd get very attached to the one person who always comes back at the end of the day, and that it's very important that it stays that way.... much to think about.

anyways. let's ALSO talk about the ending to the awayfrompryingeyes version of the video! the little bit of the storyteller's conversation that we hear when they stop narrating, the fact that the two people we hear at the end of the audio clearly Sound a lot like sally and frank but are left unidentified in the transcript - i don't think it's a huge reach to guess that this is the first we're hearing of the actual playfellow staff. y'know, voice actors, puppet handlers, etc etc. but then... is that poppy at the end of the video? or is it her actor/handler? if it's the latter, when did poppy leave the scene? where does poppy end and poppy's actor begin?

to elaborate: i've written a lot about how the horror of a puppet's existence in welcome home is that they cannot exist without being maneuvered around by something so much bigger than them (if not in literal size than by virtue of being considered a Full Person whereas a puppet is a simulacrum of a person) that it borders on incomprehensible, right? and also about how i'm not a Huge fan of the idea that things are only starting to go sideways for the neighbors bc they're actually possessed by human souls, but the Idea of possession could work for me in a select few contexts? what if we're seeing a sort of role reversal of the typical possession theory stuff here - instead of humans possessing puppets, it's puppets (making an attempt at) possessing humans, however unconsciously or imperfectly. after all, if you really, truly cannot exist without that aforementioned incomprehensibly vast presence, i suppose your next best bet would be to try to subsume it into yourself somehow.

but this also comes with a cost. it's not wrong to want to exist or to have autonomy. but could you really just end another's existence to get that? would you know what to do with it afterwards? i know i'd have a hard time with it, at least.

...of course poppy could have just ceased to exist temporarily once the door was opened/her actor Presumably got out of costume, but let me have this late night ramble.

i think those are all my thoughts for now! this was a short but Meaty update. maybe i'll have some more in the morning.

[workedupovernothing]

tm9 chibi head things! - individual ones (and ramblings) under the cut!

before i ramble uhh i forget to watermark stuff so credit them if you use them don't repost them, its cool if you want it for your hoarde but i post this stuff basically everywhere so you can rt and pin it to your hearts content blah blah, dont be a dick and steal stuff ok?

honestly i have no idea if i posted these on tumblr because i never really *post* on tumblr but i did post them elsewhere so sorry for any sense of de ja vu i may have caused haha anyway tm9 but chibi sticker heads because fun fact i don't buy stickers, i would *love* to but i'd feel eternally guilty if they got damaged so i make my own that way i can reprint them. i just saved myself a hundred fitfy bucks :]

ah and regarding the particular lineup im like literally on the last hour of ep25 so if you're curious as to why things are a particular way or anything thats my explanation hopefully i'll add more characters yk thats the good part about drawing them also i can add to my collection :]

thats all i have two other pieces to post here i think thats a lie i keep fuckin drawing my blorbos but yk whos hard to draw for me astarion that bastard i just ugh i drew him well once never again i just cant get him :/ anyway sorry for the ramble i hope you enjoy The Guys

[jennyandvastraflint]

Would love to hear more about your thoughts on the commercialisation of fandom!!

Ooooh, boy you've opened a can of worms. I took a Fan Studies course at uni for a module bc I could choose it, and I did a lot of research into this specific topic... I hope it's okay that I'm just putting in some of my slides and then summarising underneath each!

Now, fandom in, for instance, fan fiction spaces, works on the basis of a Gift Economy in which gifts rather than money are exchanged. However, these gifts aren't just meant for one person, but for many, and even when you for instance do an artwork or a fanfic for someone, other people can still ALSO read it. These gifts can (but don't have to) be responded to with another gift, be it a comment on a fic, or a fic in return. Now, I could go into much more detail here, but I recommend checking out for instance this text by Trisha Turk on the TWC for some more in-depth stuff about this. (I'll list all the sources I used in the presentation in the end btw!) The gist of it is that fandom is a very complex system in which the reciprocation of gifts - and therefore labour - is distributed across the community.

(more under the cut)

HOWEVER capitalism, as always, comes along and tries to ruin things for profit.

Fandoms continue to form because of the unrestricted movement and no one dictating what is well, "really" canon and what isn't. I'm sure you've witnessed some fans in more recent years refusing to ship things that "won't become canon anyway", positioning the canonicity of a ship or a scenario higher than... well, their own critical reflection and interpretation OF the media and their own creative endeavours. At the end of the day, canon for me personally is something to draw on, negotiate with, or reject if it's stupid, while more recent fandoms I've seen sometimes go about their engagement with fandom as a sort of... worshipping of canon almost, and where being noticed by the creators is sort of the ultimate goal.

Now, this is of course connected to corporations realising that hey, actually people engaging with our media and creating something about it bring in numbers, and with them being able to make a profit off of views on social media, they seek to drive certain forms of engagement with the content. However, they are of course seeking to police HOW you engage with things, and don't you dare stray from their vision too much. This, of course, harms especially marginalised communities who propose alternative readings of media, who subvert the show itself and who transform it into something else, adding themselves into the work and into a world where, by design, they were invisible. It's also an attempt to undermine fan activism and grassroots organising by fans (if you wanna hear more about fan activism shoot me another ask and I will ramble <3 edit: link to post about fan activism) by keeping them in line with a sterilised version of fandom. In this sterilised and controlled version, the forms most often encouraged are things like video edits (but don't be too out there, that's bad too) that can be consumed like content by fandom... They like video edits, sterilised fanart, and things that are easily consumed and bring numbers, but "don't you dare write that nasty Spirk fanfiction where they have sex in the captain's chair! Ewww, yuck yuck!"

Rather than having a fandom driven by community, you have one driven by consumption, and that has become increasingly clear in the past few years, with readers on fan fiction asking "When next chapter?", pressuring artists, writers, etc. for more 'content' for them to consume without a) participating in the Gift Economy fandom is built upon and b) realising that these fan works are gifts to the community in the first place, and not content... These are, by the way, often the same fans who will cheer on AI because now they can finally read a story they wanted someone to continue :D Instead of using their own fucking brain, they're asking a bot trained on scraping works to produce them some bad, surface level jumble of words just so they can consume, consume, endlessly consume without ever having to think.

A few years ago (well in like, the late 2000s), a site called FanLib wanted to profit off of the resale of fanfiction, but were quickly shut down. Their mistake was that they mistook the community of fandom for a commodity to exploit for their own commercial interests. I'm not sure you've seen it, but Wattpad has sent authors emails asking them to update their fics frequently because it would appease the algorithm (see Tumblr Post about this here), which leads me to my next little point!

Algorithms! If you have ever done fan edits and posted them on sites like TikTok, Instagram, etc., you'll have noticed that... unless you post regularly and frequently (like. one edit a day at least), the algorithm will NOT push your video at all and it will be buried. Algorithms are based on how well a post performs not in terms of actual community that is built, but of course on numbers. Wattpad also functions on an algorithmic principle, which is why you have some........ individuals coming to AO3 and complaining about the supposed algorithm, spamming their work and reposting it, yadda yadda. Basically, these fans are so used to being spoonfed by an algorithm by now, they are confused when they are actually left on their own and are supposed to learn some basic fandom rules. It's honestly frightening to see fandom not only be reduced to this surface level interaction and to number-based algorithmic systems, but also to the trend-hopping TikTokification of fandom.

A study done by Booth and Dare-Edwards published in 2021 that focused on school age children basically came to the following conclusions... Children still connect "fan" with the same stereotypes of obsessive and unruly individuals that were plaguing us thirty years ago. A whole bunch of children think fandom is a thing of the past and that it peaked in the early 2000s - and while fandom of course is different now and has changed with the spread of the internet, fandom very much still is A Thing. Further, children connected fandom and being a fan mostly with buying merchandise and collecting, and also with plain consuming content, echoing "neo-liberal associations of ‘emotion’ with ‘buying power’, but at the same time, seemed to pathologize those who practice fandom (as they see it) ‘too much’" (Booth and Dare-Edwards 230). The text concludes that while there has been an explosion of media and you are becoming more multi-facetted in what you are a fan of, lilypad hopping and essentially abandoning fandoms after a brief period of surface level engagement and consuming content is increasingly becoming more common. From my own experience, this is for instance the case with shows like Willow (2022), Good Omens(ish), etc. Pretty much anything more recent doesn't have as stable a fanbase and if you enter the fandom a month too late it's already fizzing out. It's really fucked up, honestly.

Right, after that long tangent about this, I want to bring up ancillary models, which is an attempt by capitalist companies to market the previously unwanted Gift Economy of fandom as something new and desirable, but something they are in control of.

Ancillary Content Models try to lure fans in with "free" Behind-the-Scenes content. The guise they have stolen from fandom of acting like a Gift Economy of saying "here, this is for all our dedicated fans <3 Consume :D" is used to downplay the commercial infrastructure these Content Models (honestly it's already in the name). The "gifted" content is more concerned with getting loads of people to individually consume as much of it as possible to create an alternative revenue on for instance social media through views, clicks, likes, etc. They're essentially trying to commercialise our viewing time and keep us engaged with that additional content as much as possible. Rather than having a community that comes together to share their ideas and stories around a metaphorical campfire, Ancillary Content Models want each person alone to sit and stare at the stuff they put out as much as possible, always placidly clicking "like" and demanding more. They also want to cultivate an "official" fan community (aka the ones most dedicated to consuming additional content) that they can monitor and control, and they don't encourage anything that's too... out there, too subversive, too queer, etc. Coined "re-gifting economy" by Suzanne Scott, capitalism with these Ancillary Content Models has warped the Gift Economy fandom functions on into a model that equates consumption with community, and which wants to profit off of fans' engagement and their free labour of making viral TikTok edits that adhere to the sterilised version of what a fan "should be". The example I used in my presentation for this is from The Dragon Prince, which, while I do love the show, has been pushing such Ancillary Content Models. They also have a Discord (which is regulated and monitored) as their "official fan community" place, and not only are the rules pretty strict, but it also just... doesn't feel like a community but just like a bunch of people wanting more content gathered in one place :/

Now, to conclude this, capitalism sucks and is trying to ruin fandom communities in order to replace them with something they can make some more money of, and rather than having a critical fanbase that questions things, they want one that endlessly consumes the "free" content they churn out. Stay active in fandom, remember we're a Gift Economy, learn the fandom rules, and keep hating capitalism <3

Fan Work: Labor, Worth and participation in Fandom's gift economy by Trisha Turk

Now, the sources I have used for this...

Repackaging fan culture: The regifting economy of ancillary content models by Suzanne Scott

Stanfill, Mel. “The Fan Fiction Gold Rush, Generational Turnover, and the Battle for Fandom’s Soul.” The Routledge Companion to Media Fandom, edited by Melissa A. Click and Suzanne Scott, New York, 2017, pp. 77-79.

"No one's a fan of anything anymore, this isn't 2002.": Surveying 7–17-year-olds on being a fan and contemplating the future of fandom. by Paul Booth and Helena Louise Dare-Edwards

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S 2024?!?!

next, you're gonna tell me it's gonna be some made-up year like "2025" next. tch, imagine that.

anyways, whoo! 2023! compared to both 2022 and 2021, i gotta say, my art style took a hard swerve in some direction this year. i mean, look at that klavier from january and that butch kim from just this december! (granted, i heavily referenced the portrait of butch kim but still, i didn't use to paint! mama mia!)

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the way i drew faces has definitely changed, that's what i get for getting into something that's live-action and into smth that has realistically proportioned art lol

OH! OH! HOW COULD I FORGET!!! IT WAS (and still will be) THE YEAR OF THE OLD MAN!! i really learned how to draw aged faces this year! ach fraulein, i have not stopped drawing people in their 40's-50's! i would say "send help" but i'm actually having a lot of fun ASKSKS

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i think a funny thing about these art summaries i've done is that they're mostly ace attorney but then there's just a month where i become a different type of ill LMAO this year it was four months for the price of two new interests!

cheers! here's to 2024!!! hope y'all have a fun art year!!!!

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i'm gonna ramble more below about like, other art things i did this year but i'm gonna put it under 'keep reading' bc this baby is getting way too wordy now WHEEZES

1. FAVORITE THINGS I'VE DRAWN THIS YEAR (IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER)

⚖️ mea culpa comic [x]

drawing this one was so time-consuming and ambitious but boy, do i love the end result! i had fun doing the inks for this one but was it a lot! i usually color in lineart and render everything but i had to stop myself from doing it for this one bc man, i'll die asksks

this also has some of my favorite apollos i've drawn, definitely

also! the part about the lineart not being colored and no rendering ended up being a deliberate stylistic choice for this one bc i had like more freedom to do just shadows with inks without it looking too out of place.

💐 my lawfully wedded zine spread [x]

now this one isn't out yet but take my word for when i say that this is one of the most craxy things i've ever drawn for this year, on account of drawing a comic AND group shot all in one!

also literally one of the prettiest things i've rendered this year, lookit that klav...

🎉 aa4 redraw - 2022 anniversary [x]

kind of like my wedding zine piece, group photos are insane, and rendering like uhhh [looks at drawing] 11 CHARACTERS IS ALSO INSANE if i try and draw a group photo again you have to stop me DFGHDJ

🎨 my art fight stuff [x] [x]

was possessed in the month of july or smth bc i pumped out like how many drawings so quickly (before i got burnt out that is pftt)

pace yourselves and don't be like me pls ajshgdghhjk

💥 people park day [x]

my friend told me that it was very obvious i watched across the spiderverse when they saw this FDFGHJD

but yea! this is when i started getting really into like, thought bubbles or just like, panels or drawings within a drawing when coming up with layouts

i still love the colors on this one...

🪩 fem disco portraits

ok so i haven't uploaded these yet but you have to trust me when i say that something was in the water DFGHDJ

who knew that all it took for me to learn how to paint was butches

2. ALSO DID YOU KNOW THAT I SOLD STICKERS THIS YEAR IN OUR UNI'S ART MART?

THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT THAT SCHOOL I SWEAR PFTTT this experience has also awaken the merch beast in me and i need to make more physical things for my brain to be happy, that's just how it be pfttt

hopefully next year i can actually start like a shopee shop or whatever lmao

3. ART FIGHT

i'm actually quite happy i got to participate in art fight this year! very delighted for all the art i've gotten and very fun to have drawn for others too!!

4. ZINES

i got invited and joined so many zines from 2022 continuing to 2023 that i kind of got burnt out from participating for now ngl ASKSKSKS not gonna be joining much this year oopsiessss! (unless i lose self-control [very likely])

5. SCHOOL

i don't actually like a lot of the stuff i draw for art school bc i tend to cram and not have fun pftt <- adhd moment, tragic! but here are some that i actually kind of like lol

6. THAT'S IT!

i think that's it! thanks for reading all the way down here!! o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

[joaniscruzing]

stars between us ch.2 : h.c

Hey you guys!! here's chapter two! I'll do everything I can to have chapter three tomorrow. I'm looking to have 8-9 chapters total of this series. COMMENT on this post if you'd like to be added to this taglist.

Summary: You and Hazel spend the first night of the camping trip together

Contains: fluff, hand-holding, one-bed trope, teasing friends, slight angst, hazel talking about the pep rally, hazel talking abt toxic friends, awkward!hazel, nerd!reader

“So, that leaves you and Hazel,” Isabel had pointed out. 

You and Hazel look at each other and smile. Of course you two were fine with sharing a bed. You two got along well anyway. The two of you leave your things on the bed and then go outside to a nearby picnic table. It wasn’t too late in the day, as there was still light outside. The sky was only now just getting darker. The two of you begin to continue your conversation from the bus, picking up exactly where you left off.

“Okay,” you say, “enough about me. Where in the actual universe are you getting bombs?”

“Where else? You really think I’m going to like some deep, dark alleyway to find supplies? I usually just go to Home Depot and grab my supplies.”

“Really?” you ask surprisedly, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not joking. I’ll take you one day if you’d like.”

“Wow Hazel, stringing your new friend into your bomb-making endeavors.” To this comment, Hazel giggles and plays with the rings on her fingers. She looked absolutely adorable doing this.

“I’d never let you get in trouble for it though,” Hazel adds quickly, “I don’t like throwing people under the bus.”

“Sure you don’t,” you quip teasingly, “If you don’t, then what was that with PJ during the last pep rally?”

“Now that’s a different story. PJ, umm, made me feel, unloved? The fight club has been a safe space for me during my mom’s midlife crisis. I guess when PJ kind of summed up for me that I had no friends, and, um, had a skank as a mom, I wanted to defend myself. Also, they said I was fighting PJ.”

“Well, you have me, so you have friends. And uh, I don’t know about the mom stuff, but she definitely didn’t raise a skank, so that must say something.” Hazel smiles, glad that you at least understood her. She holds your hands, which had been resting on the table.

“I’m really glad we’ve started getting to know each other. It’s nice to talk with someone who’s like me in some ways.”

“Yeah. Even though I’m friends with like Isabel and Brittany and those people, I feel like they don’t understand. Like half of those people don’t even read. Like, the school took away the books and they just don’t care.” Hazel looks at you as you continue rambling, a concentrated, attentive look in her eyes. She seems dazed almost.

“Hazel?”

“Yeah?” she says, shaking out of her daze.

“You good? It seemed like you phased out for a moment.”

“No, I’m just tired. I didn’t sleep well yesterday.” You look up at the sky, which has gone basically dark. 

“Should we go sleep?”

“Oh, we don’t have to. We can keep talking if you want.”

“No no, I’m tired too. Plus, we have a long day tomorrow doing the trash and stuff.”

“Okay! As long as you’re okay with it. I don’t want to force you to do something just because I am.”

“You’re not. Don’t worry about it, Haze.” You hold out your arm, and she links it in yours. The two of you laugh and talk your whole way back to the cabin. She sees PJ and Josie looking at her with teasing looks, lips puckered up. She quickly turns her head away to see you curled up on the corner of the bed, book in hand. It’s an astronomy book about constellations and the stories behind them.

Hazel looks at you as she climbs into bed.

“Whatcha reading?”

“Oh, just a book about the stories between different constellations.”

“OH! We didn’t get to look at the stars like we said.”

“Whatever. We’re both tired, and I’m sure we’ll have even more fun tomorrow doing so. I bet since we’ll spend the whole day together, we’re going to have a great time.”

“Don’t let me forget tomorrow. I’ll feel horrible if you don’t get to look at the stars at least once before the trip is over.”

“Don’t worry Haze, I won’t.” Hazel’s cheeks turn pink at the nickname, but she brushes it off and lies down. PJ and Josie ask everyone if it’s okay to turn off the lights, making you close your book and lie down as well. You assume that Brittany and Isabel are off with the other cheerleaders and that they’ll come back soon. You feel Hazel shudder when the lights turn off in the cabin.

“Hey, Haze, what’s wrong?” you whisper, turning to her under the covers.

“Nothing. Um, it’s just that I, um, kind of, always use a night light? I don’t like the pitch black.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“I don’t know.” Hazel turns around to face you. Just then, your hands bump under the covers. You don’t know what overcomes you, but you decide to hold Hazel’s hand.

“Is that okay?” you ask. You hear Hazel’s breathing slow down to its relaxed pace.

“Yeah. Much better. Are YOU okay with that though?” she asks, concerned that maybe you would feel weird holding her hand.

“No, of course not. I want you to sleep well.” You two are facing each other in the bed, only barely able to see the traces of each other’s face.

“As long as you’re okay with it, I am too.”

“Goodnight Haze.” The two of you fall asleep facing each other, and holding hands, and wake up like that the next morning.

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[sleepless-rain]

Death Mark DLC - Amusement park of no return (Summary? Rambling? COMPLETED)

Spoilers and stuff under the cut. I am half translating/rambling... I have no Death Mark friends (I only started the game like 2 weeks ago) but I wanted more Mashita and Yashiki content so here I am......

Preface: this is more for my own referance but thought maybe people are interested about the DLC as there doesnt seem to be an English translation yet. WARNING I HAVE BASCIALLY SUMMURISED THE CHAPTER and this it all spoilers (+ my own thoughts scattered in) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Some parts I directly translate + some are just vague outlines of what happen.

Please dont quote anything as canon as there may be small mistranslations and lots of the commentry and stuff is skewed by my own perspective of the game. Also I have played the game in Japanese the whole time so im not familiar with some of the terms they use in the English game. So please take note of that as you're reading. Anyways enjoy.

The game prefaces that certain interactions/options can influence the outcome/ending you get, atm I am not sure how many endings there are or how they may be influenced (there seem to be lots of small conversational options you can make when you talk to someone, I am unsure whether these options influence the ending).

You play as Moe and you're with Tsukasa, and start in a big pinch, attacked by humongus flies. and it flash backs to how they got themsleves into this situation. with Moe and Tsukasa knocking at the Kyuujou mansion door in search of Yashiki. He seems to be out but the door is unlocked and she invites herself in. (similar to the red riding hood DLC there seem to be a lot more voiced lines)

While inside you hear a noise from the second floor and go up to investigate. You end up in Yashikis room but the lights arent working for some reason. Banshee suddenly appears and jumpscares the crap out of Moe, stating that hes looking after the place while Yashiki is gone (he also invited himself in, probably not really a request from Yashiki himself).

Moe had come to the Kyujou mansion in order to discuss a rumor that she had heard, it was about the " Amusement park of no return" (The Japanese name is Kaerazu no Yuuenchi. Kaerazu meaning 'no return' but the rumor also mention's a spirit called 'Kaerazu-sama' which may mean the title could be a double meaning, Kaerazu's Amusment park OR the amusement part of no return )

Banshee is all 'I'll hear you out in place of Yashiki!' and, despite being reluctant, Moe tells him anyway because he'll be a pain if she doesn't.

H amusment park was closed down and abandoned 5 years ago and became a place for the test of courge (going to scary/haunted places) and it was said that people went and never returned, so was dubbed "The amusement park of no return". A witness was said to have gone, and when appraoching the ferris wheel, heard a sound. He thought it might have just been the ferris wheel moving but when he looked up, he saw a body, hanging from one of the carriages. Parts of her face seemed like it was jumbled up, melted even, and she had burn-like marks all over her body. The guy left out of fear and eventually forgot about the place, only to re-enter the amusment park again and never coming back out. This was said to be caused by 'Kaerazu-sama'.

Despite not being able to speak with Yashiki, Moe makes up her mind to go to the amusement park, she wants this to be her big scoop!

Tsukasa, out of concern, goes with Moe and they head to the amusement park by bus (this part I thought was kind of nonsense because why is a bus running so late at night? and why would a bus driver be okay with seeing two kids get off in the middle of nowhere without being suspicious or concerned about it????anyway). They enter the park and follow the signs and to head towards the ferris wheel.

Along the way Moe sees a tori gate (gates that lead up to a shinto shrine). Looking at it, it doesnt seem to be an attraction/built as an attraction and has been there for a long time. If you attempt to go in Tsukasa interjects, saying that thats not the way to the ferris wheel.

To get to the ferris wheel they pass a tea cup ride, after searching around they come across a tool box in the ticket booth. It's encased in some sort of slime, so Moe doesnt want to touch it. They move along and head to the Ferris wheel. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, however the carriage for the ferris wheel is chained shut.

Moe thinks that maybe the tool box from earlier might have something to help. She goes back find the box and despite the slimy coating, she pulls it open. Inside the toolbox is a tonne of live slugs, squirming around but Moe swallows her fear and manages to pull out a pair of pliers and some duct tape. She notes that because the slugs are still alive, they must have been put in there quite recently.

They head back to the ferris wheel, open the door and climb into the carriage to investigate. Inside, they find a box of old sakuma drops (a tinned, hard candy) and a sheet of frog stickers of the amusement park's frog mascot.

Suddenly the carriage door closes and the ferris wheel starts moving, theres nothing they can do to get off. As theyre up high, a loud thud is heard and the body of a woman hits the side of carraige, suspended upside down, her face melted like the rumor. Along side that a large swarm of gigantic flies begin to infiltrate the carraige. Moe gets rid of them by eating the sakuma drops that have a scent which repels bugs and (strangely) wards off more flies by sticking the frog stickers by a hole in the carraige window. Once everything calms down the flies and body from earlier dissapears.

Crisis averted, the ferris wheel has made a full rotation and they manage to leave safely. Moe and Tsukasa begin to head home and they pass the tori gate once again, but Moe spots a figure beyond gates, and gets a strange feeling. The figure says very clearly 'Wa...ta...na..be... '. Out of fear she runs out to the exit of the amusement park where Tsukasa was waiting for her.

Moe drops Tsukasa home and gets home herself (she gives context about her being from a big family with a lot of siblings and because her family arent really close, she comes and goes as she pleases).

Moe wants to go back to the amusement park because the figure there clearly said her name, along with being curious about the rumors... but shes too scared to go alone. She also cant put Tsukasa in any more danger. So she decides to ask someone else, and the because Yashiki isnt here, the first person she thinks of is... Here you can make an option and pick someone. But as I am here for my Yashiki and Mashita content I automatically picked Mashita.

Moe heads over to Mashitas agency/office which is located underground. The door is unlocked so she again, invites herself in. There she meets Sho. Sho said that hes helping out and seems like he has been aiming to be Mashita's sidekick, however has been turned down and instead cleans up the place once a week. Moe asks Sho where Mashita is but seems like Mashita and Yashiki headed out a week or so ago on a case.

(I immediately eye zoomed at Mashitas BRANDY COLLECTION this man truely is just an alcoholic sad man. Moe thinks it a bit unprofessional to have all the expensive brandy there but Sho mentions that its Mashita's office so he can have whatever he wants there, and seems like he drinks it quite often.

Also interesting to note that Sho calls Mashita 'danna' which is like boss, which I think is extremely cute)

Moe has a rummage through the office to see if she can figure out where Mashita has gone off to and searchs through the filing cabinet where a file labelled 'H amusement park' catches her eye.

She flips through and it seems like 2 weeks ago a company wanted to reopen H amusement park but the strange rumors impeded this and they wanted Mashita to look into it.

The files contained the rumors she knew about but she spots some new information.

Before H amusement park was built, there was a shrine in its place during the meji era. But 30 years ago H amusement park was built there and the shrine was demolished, the tori gate is left from that shrine. The angered god of the shrine was said have given birth to Kaerazu-sama.

(You can inspect different parts of the office and you get tidbits like Mashita doesnt watch TV (according to Sho) and Moe is dissapointed because she wanted to see the contrast between his serious demanor and him being into watching animal documentaries or variety shows.

Theres also a clothing rack with suits/shirts but theres one that catches Moes attention, a bright red dress shirt. (which I frankly think he uses to court Yashiki (maybe))

On his desk are lots of ciggarette boxes and papers and theres a drawer labeled in bright red pen 'DONT TOUCH' Moe opens it anyway (because she reasons that the message is Sho, not her) and theres a loud alarm that blares. Here you get a few options but I chose to make Moe destroy it.

She decides to look inside and theres a few things she can chose to look at.

Old photo

paper bag

black device

Old photo: It shows Mashita and another man. The date shows that its from 5 years ago. Mashita is wearing his police uniform, so Moe concludes it was when he was working on Police box duty (In Japan, a police box is like a small police station scattered throughout neighborhoods and do patrols/look into crime, help citizens etc) as detectives wear casual wear. But what surprised Moe was that Mashita was smiling in the photo.

Black device: A square device thatg fits neatly into the hand, with two metal prongs protruding from the end. Moe figures that its a stun gun. She decides to keep it, as it was light and felt like it would come in handy for self protection, even if it might not work on spirits.

Paper bag: A normal brown paper bag, but something is inside. Moe reaches inside and its an object about the size of her hand made of metal and she breaks out in a sweat. She figures its and gun and pretends that she didnt see it.

It seems like, according to the files, Yashiki and Mashita had gone off to H amusement park in order to invesitigate as per the client's request. Moe states that she is going back to the amusement park to find Mshita and Yashiki and Sho agrees to come along. Stating that if the two are in trouble, Sho would be able to pay the two back for the trouble he caused during the Red Riding Hood incident.

(I think the two of these are really cute, the way they speak to each other is quite casual and friendly? I dont think theyve interacted much before in the previous chapters so its sort of refeshing in the way Moe teases Sho, and calls him Sho-kun???)

The two head to the amusement park. It looks the same as before and Moe approaches the tori gates from earlier and tells Sho about what she saw. Sho looks a bit scared and asks "Did he look a bit like a slug?" (here you have options to respond, I picked, "it was too dark so I couldn't really tell").

It seems like there is another rumor at H amusement park about 'the slug man'.　Apparently he had heard it from one of his old delinquent friends.

A group of them were being silly around the rollercoasters. They were all pretty hyped up and were scared at all of the rumor of Kaerazu-sama. Just as they were about to finish up one of the guys who were a little drunk jumped into one of the roller coaster seats and for some reason it was soaking wet, not that he cared because he was drunk. He was there for a while and when he sobered up he tried to stand up, but he couldnt because the safety bar has come down. Despite there being no electricity, the rollercoaster set off and shot into the darkness. After a while the rollercoaster returned and when they took a closer look, the guys head had turned into a massive slug. His friends all left him, scared, and the guy never came back from the amusement park. It was said that it was Kaerazu-sama's curse.

Moe decides that she wants to check out the rollercoaster for clues and also head back to the ferris wheel to look over things again.

Arriving at the roller coaster docking bay (I dont even know the english word for this, the area where you get onto the roller coaster). the two look around in search for clues. It seems like the safety bar for the roller coaster has been lowered, so there is no way to sit in the seats. Moe feels a bit relieved. Looking around some more they find a spade and some weed killer.

Moe and Sho talk a little about whether Sho is the kind of guy to be scared on roller coasters and he mentions that besides ghosts, hes not really phased by anything. Moe remembers that Sho rides a motorcyle and Sho tells her that he rode it around the T mountains and dreams of having 750cc motorcycle and worked part time at Izakayas to save up for one.

After they head over to the ferris wheel again, but Moe notices someone sitting in the tea cup ride. They run over and find a corpse, slugs writhing out from the nose, mouth and eyes. From the corpse's apperance its seems like the delinquent from the Slug man rumor. Sho is quite calm from all of this and examines the body closely, stating the slugs are quite abnormal.

Sho picks something up from beside the body, its a coat. Sho recognises the familar colour of it and says that it belongs to Mashita, inside the pocket they find a box of cigarettes and a lighter which further confirms that Mashita was here. The two continue on.

(After some back and forth youre able to use the shovel to open a counter near the entrance to grab a large flask which you then fill with some road salt.)

Returning to the roler coaster docking area Moe notices that something is different. The safety bar on the roller coaster is now raised. Making it possible to sit into the seats. Moe, thinking about how Yashiki solved mysteries, she decides to sit down into the seat. Sho, frustrated, sits down next to her.

The two sit down and nothing happens. Just as Moe tries to start conversation to fill in the awkward silence the safety bar swings down. Moe begins to panic and she screams at Sho to help them. As Sho is thrashing about trying to lift the unmoving bar, Moe notices something. A figure moving twards them. It's the slug man.

Stuck in the seat, the two panic, they dont know what to do. Sho says hes going to beat the shit out of the guy. (I find it cute that Sho says that 'A man who cant protect a girl is pathetic' i find it very endearing). Moe wracks her brain for a way to defend themselves and she pulls out the stun gun to ward off the Slug Man.

The Slug Man suddenly speaks "Wa...ta..na..be.." it calls Moe's name again. The slug man wails for a moment and then dissapears into the darkness. It seems like it's left. At the same time the safety bar raises and Moe and Sho breath a sigh of relief.

But suddenly the Slug Man reappears before them, Sho yelling that they're going to end up as Slug people. But looking closely at the Slug Man's face Moe notices that it looks familiar. It's Mashita.

Moe thinks that if it really is Mashita, there should be some way to remind him of his true self. Moe takes out Mashita lighter and lights it, and after looking at the flame, the Slug Man falls over onto the seats screaming. The two take the chanse to escape, not looking back.

Sho suggests that they retreat for now and get someone like Yasuoka to handle it as theres nothing they can do. Moe agrees that it would be the right option to leave but... despite the words being spoken by the Slug Man might have been some kind of coincidence, Moe heard them as a plea for help.

The Slug Man is appraching and Moe decides that she want to save Mashita, first she needs something to help calm the slug down. She uses the taser once on it and stops moving. Now she needed to get rid of the slugs that were attached to Mashita's body. Slugs were weak to salt and with the road salt they had gather from earlier, the slugs dissapear in a puff of smoke.

Mashita collapses to the ground and doesn't move. It seems like his concious, but there is no life in his eyes, he isnt responding. Sho remembers that Moe had a phone and directs her to call Daimon for help. Moe takes out her phone and noitces that it has no reception. From memory, the entrance of the park had reception so Moe leaves to make the call while Sho looks after Mashita.

Moe, at the entrance of the park calls, praying under her breath before Daimon picks up. She tells him that they need help and that Mashita isnt waking up. Daimon sends an ambulence to H amusement park and would meet them there.

Moe runs back to where Moe and Sho are to update them but Sho is nowhere to be seen. Only Mashita is left, where he had collapsed earlier.

Moe can sense someone watching her as she calls out for Sho.

"Whos there!?"

From the tori gate comes strong,rotting smell and a voice "I won't let you escape either."

Help arrives and Mashita is loaded into the ambulence. And before Moe can tell them about Sho she is ushered into Daimon's car. Moe tells everything to Daimon while hes driving and he listens patiently.

-

Moe waits at the entrance of the hospital and Daimon, after speaking to his coworker comes over. It seems that Mashitas vitals are normal however he's not responding to anything.

He thanks Moe for saving Mashita but however sternly, but kindly, scolds Moe for dragging Sho into this and that it was okay to be curious but she should be old enough to be able to control her own feelings. And lastly he says that the rest should be left to an adult.

Moe replies that she understands and allows Daimon to drive her home.

-

That night, plagued by the thoughts of the case and Kaerazu-sama, Moe has a nightmare about being surrounded by Slug People and stripped naked and covered in slugs (WEIRD OUT OF PLACE MOE IN HER UNDERWEAR CG BEWARE). While she is helpless on the ground she is approached by an enormous figure, and slowly it approaches...to eat her.

Moe wakes up in a cold sweat and figures that this might be a message from Kaerazu-sama, a vision and wanting to talk about the dream and Kaerazu-sama, Moe finds herself once again at the Kyuujo Manor despite knowing that Yashiki isnt there.

As she approaches the door, out pops Banshee again. Upon seing Moe's troubled face and states that he cant leave a youngster looking so down and hands her a bag with some food inside. He sais that its hard to have energy on an empty stomach and leaves.

Inside the bag is a chocolate cornet and a nashi pear. It seems like something Eita had left behind.

Alongside the food it seems like there was a note inside. Moe examines it and iut seems to b be a page about "The Gama princess mound".

On it it mentions the shrine that was built in order to enshrine the god of the skies. Publically it was a Tenmangu shrine, however it was actually enshrined with a god from A mountain (the place that H amusement park was built upon). Its divine body was a mound that created in the Sengoku era called "Princess Gamamound". As the name suggested, it was a mound enshrining "Princess Gama". (a 'divine body' is an object of worship that is said to contain a diety or a god)

It seemed that Princess Gama was a goddess of frogs. Offerings of rice and vegetables were given for divine protection. However there were cases of people that went into the mountains being spirited away and never returning. With only very few people knowing that it wasnt Tenmangu, but Princess Gama that was enshrined there.

On the document were also some notes written by Yashiki.

Before H Amusent park was built, proper proceedures were followed in order to move the Tenmangu so it was unlikely to have borne any grudges. But what about the Princess Gama mound? What if there was no one left that knew about it? Perhaps the mound was destroyed during the construction of the amusement park.

After finding this note Moe's passion to solve the case is reignited and she figures that she still needed help from Daimon, and heads to the hospital he works at to ask for his help.

(Here you can look around Daimons office and it gives you a few crumbs about Daimon. He has record collection along with a player, with many of the records being western music.

Moe also mentions that Daimon used to be part of a band. It's also mentioned that Daimon is a surgeon.

Theres a memo on Daimons desk reading "Yasuoka away, call again tonight".)

Daimon appears and says that he thought he had made himself clear the night before.

But Moe is persistent, saying that she knows the most about the case and wants to help Yashiki. But Daimon also stands his ground.

(From the dialogue you can tell that Daimon is worried about Moe's safety and pretty set on not wanting children involved in such a terrible case... Daimon O<-< )

Eventually Moe brings up the nightmare about Kaerazu-sama. She believes that it wasn't just a nightmare, but Kaerazu-sama's grudge and that she might be cursed. And that if thats the case, she cant run away from it, if she sits around doing nothing she might possible die.

Daimon reluctantly allows Moe to come with him, as he believes that she shouldnt leave her life in other people's hands and that he would need Moe's help in saving Yashiki and Sho.

Moe then tells Daimon about the note she found about A mountain and Daimon hypothsises that Kaerazu-sama might just be Princess Gama and Moe agrees.

Daimon talks himself through about doing more research in regards to Princess Gama , but concludes that theres no time left. And decides to do the investiagtion on site (like Yashiki).

The two arrive at the gates of the amusement park once again. As they approach the tori gates theres a figure just beyond it. Moe thought that it was the Slug Man but after taking a closer look it look to be Yashiki. The figure dissapears into the darkness running towards the clearing beyond the tori gates. The two walk into the clearing and Daimon pauses.

He saids that if the shrine were still here, the area they were standing on would have been where the divine body would have been.

"So Princess Gama mound would have been here?"

"Yes, maybe."

Moe's sixth sense tingles and something is telling her this place was bad news.

(You are now able to look around the field and investigate (also i think there was a jump scare for this one) after investigating everything Mope noitces a large shadow in the distance)

Moe again, has a bad feeling, the shaow is gigantic and fills up the background and the two fall unconcious, waking up in what seems to be the the same clearing but the sky is purple and a thick fog lingers about, just like the nightmare Moe had had earlier.

Daimon says the place looks like the aferlife, the land of the dead and Moe panics, "Does that mean we're dead?"

Daimon replies saying that he doesnt think theyre dead, it just happened to sort of fit the situation. But regardless the place was similar to H amusement park and this must be some sort of spiritual domain that is linked with the park.

Moe decides to attempt to leave and runs towards the tori gate, only to find herself in the field again after passing through it. Daimon hypothesises that the facts of this world work differently to that of their own.

As theyre conversing about the idea that this world is fairly unpredictable, they are suddenly ambushed by hoards of Slug Men. As it happens, Daimon continues to analyse the situation, saying that like Mashita, anyone who has been spirited away to this place must have had their bodies transmformed by the curse. Moe is pancing, theres no time for this!!!

Following Daimons earlier observations, Moe makes a dash in the direction opposite the tori, dodging Slug Men with the help of the left over frog stickers, they manage to escape and end up at the base of the ferris wheel. From the ferris wheel hanges the corpses of people that had been spirited into this domain, their bodies and faces disfigured. Daimon excuses himself to go and calmly examine the bodies before returning.

Moe explains to Daimon what happaned last time her and Tsukasa had entered and Daimon ponders, why flys and slugs? Moe takes a guess that it's because those two insects are food for frogs and if Princess Gama, aka Kaerazu-sama is a frog, then it may be related. Daimon agrees, saying that the frog stickers prove that point.

"Then what about the burns and melted face parts?"

Daimon explains his own observations, that the burns are chemical ones, however the clothing on each corpse remains intact. Meaning that it was some kind of acid that may have caused this and it is possible that Kaerazu-sama had attempted to eat these people. However after being partially digested, they were thrown back up.

Moe continued with her questioning, "Then why hang the corpses up on the ferris wheel?"

Daimon suggests that there is more likely a psychological explination rather than a biological one. Moe takes another stab, "As a warning?"

Daimon again agrees with her, Kaerazu-sama would see this place as her territory, she wouldn't be happy with people loitering about. He also aknowledges that these are just theories.

They keep looking around Daimon says that its best to check the carraige as well and so reluctantly Moe complies and they enter the ferris wheel carriage.

Inside nothing is really out of the ordinary, however Moe spots s small stack papers on the seat, the papers titled with "H city in the Sengoku period". Moe wonders why theres a historical paper here but decides to give it a read.

The first page was the same as the document she had read about A yama and the Gama princess mound, which leads Moe to conclide that this might belong to Yashiki, thus prompting her to read on.

At the end of the Sengoku period Unable to endure the attack of Totoyomi Hideyoshi's army, the northern part of H city castle had fallen. Even though H castle was the more well known of them, both S mountain castle and Y moon castle couldnt escape their fate of being destroyed. But what was interesting about those two castle were the tradgedy of the two yong princesses. S mountain castle's princess was called Chiyo. She was prepared to die in her bed however was made to escape the castle by her parents. Thus she ran into the mountains. But her where abouts after this are unknown. It was rumored that she committed suicide with her retainer in the mountains. On the other hand the princess of Y moon castle was called Kiku. Before the castle fell she was made to escape the castle. Rumors say that as she was leaving, she was betrayed by her retainer and abused thorughly before being discarded in the mountains. Here whereabouts are still unknown however it would have been difficult for two princesses both brought up sheltered from the world to survive long in the woods.

On it written was the tragedy of two princesses. However the story itself seemed to have no baring on the Amountrain, the Tenmangu or the Gama princess mound. Moe wondered why Yashiki had kept this peice.

"But perhaps" Moe spoke aloud and Daimon finished her sentence, "Yashiki may have found a clue that tied A mountain and the two princesses together."

It did seem like case, however the two didnt know what the relationship of these things were, making it difficult to figure out the identity of the Spirit.

In order to clear the grudge of the spirit they needed to figure out the Spirit's identity. and as Moe begins to spiral the carriage door to the ferris wheel closes on it own once again.

As she looks around she feels a presence, similar to the presence she felt near the toori gates on her first visit. As she wonders where the spirit is watching from a large face appears at the carraige of the window. Kaerazu-sama reaches in a grabs them, throwing them out.

Moe hits the ground and looks around, finding themselves in the clearing where they had found themseleves in earlier, strangely enough neither of them were injured despite falling from such a height.

As Daimon and Moe discuss why Kaerazu-sama would have thrown them here, Daimon's face freezes, looking at something large behind Moe.

"I won't let you leave"

Moe slowly turns around the see Kaerazu-sama and her blood runs cold, she cant stop shaking.

"I hunger..." (this is said in an old fashioned way, which is not modern japanese, Daimon has to interrupt to tell Moe that, amazing comedic timing. )

Moe, fearing that she'll be eaten by the gigantic spirit takes the pears she got earlier and holds them out to Kaerazu-sama.

"F r u i t"

A tongue reaches out of Kaerazu-sama's gaping mouth, snatching up the pear. Moe watches as Kaera-sama reacts positively, and it seems like it enjoyed the offering.

"Who do you respect?"

Moe hesitates, interpreting the question as which god she worships. and answers with 'Princess Gama'.

"What is my name?" (again, here Kaerazu uses older Japanese words which is deciphered by Daimon)

Moe panics, theres no way she would know the God's actual name... unless... "Your name is Kiku." (she deducts this by the way that Kaerazu-sama refers to themselevs is using the pronoun "Warawa" generally speaking used by nobel)

"Correct.

I am Kiku, Princess Gama

Human, forget not my name.

Do not forget to show

you heart of respect"

And with that Kaerazu-sama dissapeared into the wind.

And as Moe sighs a breath of relief, a searing migrain hits her and she can feel her concious slipping.

When they wake up they find themseleves back in the real world. Daimon comments that he is impressed that Moe was able to deduct that Kiku was the identity of the spirit. Daimon mentions that it could have been Chiyo or Kiku that was the spirit but the nature of how they passed away was very different. Thise without grudges or regrets were less likely to become a spirit and thus Kiku was the more likely candidate.

Moe wonders whether Kaerazu-sama is gone, but Daimon, being rational, says spirits are not something that humans have the power to control. However she is still curious as to why the spirit let them go.

She recall's Kaerazu-sama mentioning the 'heart of respect', and realising that earlier she had picked up some rubbish from the area and left a wilting boquet of flowers by the tree, which was most likely an offering from someone who still remembered the Princess Gama mound existed.

As the two head out of the park they find Yashiki and Sho unconcious on the ground, however they were breathing and they seemed unharmed which was further confirmed by Daisho. Just in case , they called an ambulance and the two were taken to the hospital.

Three days later.

After submitting her report on the incident to the editorial, she went to visit Yashiki, who was discharged earlier, at the mansion. As usual Moe invites herself into the unlocked mansion. While chatting to Yashiki Mashita appears, his usual rude self.

"I heard you went and ransaked my office."

Moe feels a bit nostalgic hearing Mashita's crude way of speaking and shes glad that everyone is safe.

Yashiki interjects, saying that it was their fault that they had gotten themsleves into such a situation.

Mashita stops and turns to Moe, who starts feeling sort of nervous... whats happening?

"Sorry for the trouble. You did well."

Mashita was just thanking her.

"I'll look past the crime that you committed using a stungun on me."

Moe was surpised that Mashita remember that.

Yashiki takes his turn to thank Moe as well and mentoned that he was surprised that Moe was able to deduct the relationship between the Princess Gama mound and Princess Kiku.

Yashiki continues on to explain why Kiku was enshrined, along with information that wasnt included in the documents.

He had spoken to the elderly people living in the area and figured something out. As the documents had recorded Kiku was abandoned by her retainers and was left to wander A mountain. There was no way that a girl that had been sheltered all her life would be able to survive the harsh wilderness. And so she starved and died.

About three months later, hunters discovered her body and strangely enough her body was surounded by countless frogs, as if they were protecting her. The villagers were shocked by this and thought that she was a messenger from god, aspeople back then were extremely spiritual belivers.

And so this is how the Gama princess mound came to be and was worshipped as a god. To a god, a source of power for them is people's worship. But on the other hand worship can lead to the birth of a god and with the hundred do twohundre years of worship, the Princess Gama was bestowed with the status of a god.

The soil around A mountain became fertile and this was attributed to Princess Gama. But this came to an end as time proceeded, the land was no longer able to produce harvests and naturally the god of the mountains was forgotten. If she were still Princess Kiku all she could have done was weep. But now she was Princess Gama and with her anger, she became Kaerazu-sama.

Yashiki explained that Moe was able to quell Kaerazu-samas anger by showing her worship and that the bond between humans and her had not been forgotten. Praising Moe for her efforts.

Mashita interjects, stating that Yashiki shouldnt be praising Moe so much.

And so the case of "The amusement park of no return" closed. and Moe reflects on this, proud of her efforts in following the case until the end. But she did wonder, was it really all over?

(the game ends)

General thoughts:

Thank you for reading until the end! There are some parts I directly translated and a few parts where I summurised the dialogue and honestly I do hope the english version comes out so that everyone can play! There were definitely a lot more voiced lines and drawings in this DLC compared to the first game. It was nice to see things from a different character's perspective as well (ALSO if youre a jumpscare prone person... I highly reccomend you brace yourself there are so many cheap scares). Though I do feel a bit cheated since the promotional art has Yashiki and Mashita, but maybe?? they might do an 'other side' POV type thing? (wishful thinking). But I do really apprecite seeing all the characters interact a little bit more!

I have finally gotten my hands on NG and maybe I will translate more DM stuff if they ever decide to release more! I have also NOT proofread anything, so if youre really bothered by typos etc you can probably DM me and if I have time I'll fix it up.

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Some ideas for V3 as Remanants of Despair* under the cut, cuz it's prolly gonna be rambly.

Gonna preface it all by saying that some stuff will likely be inspired by in fact by Buttercup_ghost if not just downright borrowed, bc their takes are great (fully recomending reading the fic), but I'm also trying to add my own spin to it.

Another thing is that I like the idea of V3 Remanants being delusional/convinced they're doing the right thing. They all gave me very strong self-righteous vibes, and it's a recipe for disaster. Like, class 77 are more "burning the world down to burn it" while 79 (V3) are like "gotta burn it/purge it to make it into a better place". Like, Junko specifically used the fact that they are naive and view themselves as good people against them.

Shuichi Saihara

Ok, so first of all - SAWhara? Amazing, spectuacular, never been done before, full credit to Buttercup_ghost bc I love this idea so much. But I kinda like the idea of Despair!Saihara being some kind of a harbinger of truth if you get me. He sort of is one in the game, but there he is gentle and unwilling, but as a Despair, he has none of that kindness he's occassionally willing to give to the culprits. No secrets are safe around him, he will dig it all out to cause strife and despair. Unless, of course, you can actually overcome it. In that case, you have a chance of surviving. He probably doesn't view it as truth ruining people's lives but the lies they'd told to hide it earlier.

Also, again from Buttercup_ghost, but the idea of Junko getting to Shuichi first makes just so much sense. The two best picks are either Shuichi or Kokichi, but I feel like they also cancel each other. They're both capable of falling, but also they're both capable of standing their grounds if others fall first. The difference is that Shuichi is liked and can get Junko close to others, while Kokichi is alone and he'll always be, so getting through him first is a shot in the knee kinda, bc others won't be as trusting as they would've been if you met literally anybody else first, F. Plus, there's a chance of using that loneliness against him later to make him fall, so it makes sense that way, too.

Kaede Akamatsu

It's like semi-borrowed from in fact (it's faster to write the fic titile than the author's, so I'll be doing that from now on), but only semi bc it's something I probably would have come up to myself even without reading it, like, girl decides to take the one for the team & kill somebody, hoping the person that dies will be the one that "deseved" that/was the real enemy, and it's similar here. Some people are Evil and they need to Die.

Rantaro Amami

Something something, failing your family will get you in trouble, that's also why one of the first people he kills are his own parents. I mean, you lost 12 daughters, by now you should have found at least one, you're rich and all that, you can afford it, but apparently it's only Rantaro who cares enough to involve a detective I guess? But, yeah, abusers of all kinds are the targets, neglectful parents etc etc. You get the idea. It sounds ok in paper, but the definition of abuse in his eyes is kind of unclear, so if you beat up your kid he'll be after you, and you can also just have a nasty argument with your spouse, and then you won't have a spouse, so. And, again, the point of V3 as RoD is that they are doing what they believe to be right, but they have sekwed up perception of right and wrong and zero limits.

K1-B0

Something we kinda forget about Kiibou is that he canonically looks down on Shuichi, like, bro just tells him he saw him as beneath him in their last FTE, and only changed his mind after some time. MAN. But, anyway, Despair!Kiibou isn't trying to be perceived as like humans or anything of this sort, I mean, why would he put himself on equal grounds with some people (derogatory)? He's so much better than them! He's a robot, he's smarter, he's stronger, he simply knows best. And people better recognize that or they'll get burned to crisps. I can also see him perceiving himself as somebody who should make the law (a nod to all that lawsuit things), he kinda goes dictator mode I guess. Fuck the three laws of robotics.

Gonta Gokuhara

Straight up stealing from in fact, bc Gonta going around mercy killing people who are "least likely to survive" is peak. Also love him not considering the rest of his class his friends anymore (save for Kokichi, but we'll get to it later).

Angie Yonaga

Again, in fact, Angie believing that Junko is her god makes sense to me. Grl started a cult probably, so first half of chapter 3, but there's more blood, I guess.

Tenko Chabashira

Definitely one of the more difficult ones to turn into a Despair, but I can sorta see her misandry spiking up. My idea is kinda that since Shuichi, a degenerate male, brought Junko to them, which put Himiko and other girls in danger, she straight up blamed him for what happened, and got radicalized over time. Though, admittedly, Despair!Tenko is a subject to change if I come up with something better.

Himiko Yumeno

Chapter 2 body discovery, except she's doing it on purpose. Himiko Yumeno, Blood is Magic. Maybe she embraces the "evil witch" archetype, too. Nobody will question her status as a mage if they're dead. I like where I'm going with it, but I'm struggling to put it into words, I hope you get the idea.

Miu Iruma

I tried to think of something, and against myself I ended up kinda agreeing with in fact again, oh well. It just makes a lot of sense for her to turn into a Despair out of paranoia - get them before they get you, y'know? But it's Miu, so her ego has to be involved somehow. It's a mix, then, she's afraid of everything, but also wants the world to acknowledge her genius and hotness, so if she has to blast some people into fractions, she will.

Korekiyo Shinguji

Listen he was like 16 in the game how tf he managed to not only kill almost 100 women, but also somehow not be caught. Bro isn't exactly the definition of subtle appearance-wise. He's supcious as hell, actually. And for that reason, again, sadly, in fact went into this direction, and so am I. I told you the author's takes were great.

Ryouma Hoshi

Aaaand in fact isn't over. It was awfully simple with him - he has nothing left to lose, so Junko gets him to care about her, and he doesn't care what happens to the rest of the world.

Kirumi Toujo

I'm not 100% sure about it, but I'm kind of vibing with that backstory of hers, that she once served somebody so well that person became unable to do their job, and her opting to do just that, because everybody else is fucking incompetent compared to her, and she deserves far more appreciation. She's resentful, and she'll smile and bow politely and ruin her employers' lives from the inside, showing them they're nothing in comparison.

Tsumugi Shirogane

She's a tricky one, but I can imagine Junko making her recognize her "true potential" or something. She's likely the one who idealizes Junko the most out of everybody, and I can see it as somewhat similar to the Mikan situation, which, oof. She gives Tsumugi all the attention she could possibly ask for, while for the rest of the world she might as well not exist, and she roams it in various costumes, doing whatever she pleases and avoiding responsibility. She's similar to Impostor in a way, but I'd say their difference is that Tsumugi can copy only some general stuff, mostly visually, so she can trick people into believing she's somebody else only for a little bit, while Impostor is so good they could live somebody's life for years and nobody would question it too hard unless they and the original were literally in the same room, and also Impostor can learn their skillsets. Anyway, I think at her core Tsumugi just feels worthless, so she becomes anything else for Junko, and when she's dead, her reason for being herself is gone, too - nobody cares about some Plain Jane, so she wants to become the next Junko to feel the void something something.

Kaito Momota

I'm really entertaining the idea of him just embracing the worst parts of himself - he believes himself to be the hero, the main character, the chosen one, and he requires others to recognize that. He pulls a vigilante, probably, but, as usual in Despair!V3, his view of who is and who isn't a criminal is skewed. But it doesn't matter, because he's never wrong in his judgement. He knows best who desevres or doesn't deserve to live, and he takes all the credit for putting the ones who don't into their grave.

Maki Harukawa

And who else does Kaito take the credit from if not the Ultimate Assassin herself? Ngl, they give me the vibe of Fuyuhiko and Peko. Kaito's the hero, and Maki's his sidekick, his weapon. Her hands can never be clean, but she can use them to make the world a better place by getting rid of all the filth. And she trusts Kaito's judgement, so if he tells her to kill somebody, they'll be dead.

*Kokichi Ouma

In fact gets the credit for making me realize things can be happening in the same universe, and also that V3 can be the ones responsible for what happens to him. Kokichi isn't a Remanant, he essentially takes Chiaki's role. He is by no means his class' hope, but he sure af won't let anybody touch them (well, an attempt was made). I've mentioned by Shuichi that best options would have been either to start with him or Kokichi, and yeah. Kokichi absolutelu could become Despair under the right circumstances, anybody could, but Junko made her choice, and while it was logical, it also meant Kokichi will not fall to her. He was recognized by HPA as the Ultimate Supreme Leader for a reason. Nobody touches his people and gets away with it (whoops, she did). Bro went through a Chiaki-style execution, except he reaches his class who weren't as friendly to him as Chiaki's would've been. By which I mean they toruterd him to near death. Like, I have specifically ideas for Kiibou burning his wrists, making the hand-shaped scars resemble cuffs (punishment for all the robophobia, Kiibou doesn't need the human laws to do things for him, he can judge crimes himself), Gonta knocking him out, bc he wanted Kokichi not to be awake to experience any of that, and at some point when Kokichi looks at Shuichi, Shuichi ends up stabbing him in the eye. RIP.

In the good route, both him and Chiaki survive, btw. Very long story would be that Chiaki, Nagito and Kokichi were friends in HPA, doing some investigating on Kamukura Project and Junko, and for Reasons Nagito was suspended for a while, so he wasn't there when Junko was getting to his classmates, blah blah, Kokichi tells him to go where his classmates went (Chiaki's execution place), bc he has to go after his own to safety or sth (even tells him about DICE in case something happens to him, bc he has a Plan, but no plan is 100% cerain to be succesful), so Nagito gets there when she's still alive if barely, Kamukura arrives, Nagito gets him to help Chiaki anyway. Kokichi's execution happens some time later, and Nagito and Chiaki find out and get to him when he's already like 90% in the grave & thanks to Kamukura he survives.

Bad route has them not get to Kokichi on time, and also at some point both Nagito and Chiak die, so they're both AIs in the simulation, long story.

[ratking-mo]

Hand Stuff Only

Synopsis: After a raunchy day, your friend Caleb has been acting a little awkward around you for the next three weeks. It's like he's flustered to just be around you. Recently, he asked you to help him move into his new apartment. What a perfect opportunity to be a good friend! and bully him.

Tags: Dom!Top Reader, Sub!Bottom Character, Frotting, Dick traditions (could be read as a strap), more fluff than smut,

Word count: 1.7k

Authors note: Hey gang! Sorry it took me so long to write something new, a lot of stuff happened in my life and I got kinda burned out. BUt thankfully, I believe I'm back in the game. I'll try and put stories out in a reasonable output.

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It had been three weeks since the “incident” in the gym, three weeks since you learned that Caleb was able to make those types of noises. Three weeks since you two unofficially decided to break the boundaries of being “just friends”.

What an interesting three weeks it’s been since then!

Not much has changed between the two of you since then. You both still act as you were before, only… Caleb is much more shyer than he was before.

Whenever it's just the two of you in a room, he tends to scrunch in on himself or “subtly” blush. Whenever the two of you talk face to face, he’d do whatever it takes to evade eye contact. He also tends to stumble over his a lot more than what he did before. These sound like the symptoms of a crush…

And to you, that was the funniest, cutest thing in the world. So of course you had to mess with him; just a little bit at least. 

You were currently helping Caleb move into a new apartment, the hold air nipping at the back of your neck. You shuddered slightly at the feeling, moving to adjust the hood of your sweatshirt to cover it up more. You stop on the sidewalk for a moment and look around for your “friend”’s car for a brief moment. Then, you heard a familiar, raspy voice.

“Dude, over here!” Caleb called out, waving his hand around with a happy smile molded across his face. It was nearly contagious, the corner of your own lips cracking slightly when you spotted him. 

You walk over to Caleb’s car, it being an old 1969 Nissan Datsun Z. He was proud of it when he first got it, wanting to show it off literally every chance he got. “I can drive us there!”, “I gotta go wash my car”, and “wanna go drive around?” were very common phrases from him for like, six months.

“Thanks for coming again, man,”  Caleb spoke as he opened up the backseat door of his car, tugging out about two or three of the smaller boxes. “I would’ve called my old man or something, but he works the graveyard shift.” He rambled on, moving to pass you the luggage. “And you usually don’t have anything better to do!” he chirped.

You arch an eyebrow in response to that statement, putting your hands out to lightly grasp the boxes. “Are you saying I don’t have a life?” You ask in an unamused tone. 

“Basically!” He responded, reaching back into the car. 

Oh, you’re gonna tease the hell out of him. 

Caleb firmly grabbed hold of one of the bigger boxes, starting to tug it out. “Anyways, I live on the third floor. Fifth door down.” He told you before easing back slowly, holding the box up with a soft huff. “I'll meet you up there, alright? The door should already be unlocked!” He beamed lightly.

In response, you let out a soft hum, pushing the boxes into your other arm. “Alright then,” You lift your hand, lightly placing it under Caleb’s chin and tilting it upwards slightly. “Don’t strain yourself too much, okay?” You requested. 

Caleb’s eyes widen for a brief moment, staring at you. Then, his face slowly began to flood into a softened red color. 

“U-uh-”

His eyes dart around for a moment, unable to make full eye contact. He then cleared his throat, tugging his head slightly to turn it away. “G-got it,” he responded. 

You responded by giving him a soft smile, slowly letting go of his chin, and walking off without another word, chuckling to yourself. You can’t help but wonder to yourself, did he have a little crush on you, or was he just embarrassed by what had transpired between the two of you?

Either way, you thought the way he acted was cute. 

It took about one or two hours to get the better mound of boxes into the cramped apartment. While you took the elevator to get to the third floor, you caught glimpses of Caleb running up and down the stairs to get to put things into the apartment.

It was likely that he was now attempting to avoid you. Or this was just some weird cardio that he was attempting… or both, quite honestly.

You let a soft huff escape your throat when you tossed down another box against the ground, leaning back slightly as you popped your back. “Ugh..-” you grunt out. Maybe you should be making sure that you don’t strain yourself.

You glance over your shoulder when you hear footsteps, seeing Caleb scamper inside while letting out heavy huffs.

“Alright!” Caleb panted out, stacking that box over another.  “We have five boxes left to bring inside. Let's hop to it!” he turned away, about to leave the room again. 

Absolutely not. You were sweaty, tired, and cold. You needed a break.

“Ay, nutcracker.” You huffed out, reaching out to grab hold of Caleb by the strap of his soft brown tank top. “If we only have five left, can’t we take a break?” You request, tugging him back slightly. “I'm about to pull a hamstring here..’

Caleb stumbled back slightly due to the tug, having to blink about a few times. His face blushed only faintly, pulling himself away from you. “I-its only five boxes, we’d be done in no time!’ He stated, waving one of his hands dismissively. “What, is someone getting old bones at the ripe age of 22?” He snickered lightly at his joke, closing his eyes.

Ah.

Okay then.

You promptly moved forward, grabbing hold of Caleb by his shoulders and forcibly turning him around. “Old bones?” you repeat.

Caleb’s eyes widened as he was forced to look at you head-on, his face blushing up more. “U-Uh- that was a joke-! You know, because you’re older than me?” he attempted to explain, fumbling over his words.

Yeah, you’re older, by like eight months.

You start walking forward, crowding in on Caleb to the point where you have him pushed up against the inner wall of the apartment. 

“Are you forgetting that me and my “old bones” had you propped up against a matt not too long ago?” you ask in a feigned condescending tone. 

Caleb’s breath caught in his throat, visibly stiffening before he quickly turned his head lifting his hands to shield his face from your view. 

“D-don’t bring that up out of nowhere..” He grumbled, eyebrows furrowing slightly as his blush began to dust against his ears. 

You snorted in response. “Oh yeah? Why can’t I-” your eyes dart down for a brief moment before you visibly pause staring down for a moment. 

…there was…

A tent, in Caleb’s pants.

“..A-ah.” You muttered out, grip on his shoulders loosening up slowly. You then lift your head slightly, squinting at Caleb as your blush beginning to rise slowly. “Why do you always get a rise whenever I pin you to places??”

“Shut up!” Caleb shouted at you, rubbing at his face for a second. “Ugh, this is embarrassing..” He grumbled to himself, taking a slow breath in, and out. 

You let Caleb have a moment for himself, thinking. Well, you were his... “Friend”. You’re obligated to help him out at least somewhat, aren’t you?

You let out a slightly flustered sigh scratching the back of your neck gently. “..I.. can take responsibility for... That. If you want.” You offered. The only thing that Caleb gave for confirmation was a slow nod, you feeling pretty relieved. 

“Okay, cool, cool.” You nodded, taking a step back. “..so, should w-”

“Hand stuff!” Caleb quickly told you, lowering his hands. He then cleared his throat, looking to the side for a brief second. “Hand stuff only. I'm not sure I’m comfortable with insertion yet.” He then shivered slightly, thinking about the prospect. “Shit looks like it hurts…”

“Oh,” You gave an understanding nod. “Yeah, of course, I'm cool with that.” You comforted, scratching the back of your head. “Okay, hand stuff..uh... Oh, okay. I think I have something we can do.”

~*~

The two of you sat in front of each other against the hardwood floor of the apartment. You two were close, to the point where you were nearly breathing in the other’s breath. Your left hand had a tight grip around Caleb’s waist, him shuddering ever so slightly, You gave him a light squeeze, in a silent way telling him you had him. 

In your right hand held his leaking shaft, squeezed against your own in a firm hold. Lotion dripped through your fingers, down to the floor between both of your legs. You took a sharp breath in, and out.  

“Ready?” you asked, glancing at Caleb.

“M…” Caleb held on to your shoulders tighter, giving a bashful nod. “Mhm..” he confirmed.

You gave him a nod in return, lowering your head slightly to regain focus. Your grip tightened as you began to pump your lengths, Caleb visibly tensing.

“O-oh, shit..” He grunted out, pushing his face into your shoulder. You felt his breathing get heavy, the fabric of your shoulder growing slightly dampened. 

Your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you attempted to focus on his pleasure rather than your own. You chose to pick up the pace, your hand moving faster. You could feel the faint, yet prominent veins of Caleb’s rod against the pads of your fingers. Giving you an extra taste of sensory. It faintly reminded you of last time but you weren’t paying attention to that last time. It felt… nice. It felt as though the intertwined lengths were growing hotter and hotter the more you pumped, yourself starting to grow tense. 

Things felt so similar to last time… but.. More. 

More tense.

More intimate.

More close…?

“Hah-!” Caleb Moaned out, grip tightening on your shoulders one more time before a rope of semen splurted from his length, decorating itself on your sweatshirt.

Cute.

Caleb panted softly, eyebrows furrowed to the point his eyes were closed. He struggled to come down from his orgasm, his mouth remaining slightly agape for a moment. “Ha..hah..” he then paused, eyes widening. “...I came early.”

“That you did.” You responded, pulling your hand away with a chuckle. “And I am never letting you hear the end of it.” You teased.

“Ugggh..” Caleb groaned, pouting softly as he pushed his head further into your shoulder. “I hate you.”

You gave a soft smile in response, moving your other hand upwards to rest on Caleb’s hair.

This.

This felt right.

[levemetal]

I have a million and one svsss AU ideas that idk if I'll ever write cause I have 0 confidence in my untested writing skills. Any of these appeal to you?? Go ahead, use 'em. Know any fanfics like that? Please please PLEASE leave them in the comments. Ideas to add? Anything? Please go ahead I have no friends that are as deep in the svsss brainrot as me to subject this to ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚

Continued under the cut due to excessive rambling

These will be Ghost King/Calamity!SJ cause he has been living rentfree in my brain ever since one braincell at one AM shouted about it so you have been warned.

- Dual Ghost Kings YQY and SJ, Post canon of PIDW. That's it that's the idea. Their extras hurt my cold dead heart way too much and as much as bbygirl SJ is a piece of shit, Yue Qingyuan deserves happiness, and for that he needs his Xiao-Jiu. Basically YQY does not stay dead when Bingge turns him into a pincushion à la White No Face to Xie Lian except with arrows. What happens from here? Idk didn't get that far but I imagine he steals back his (probably dead) Xiao-Jiu, maybe does some other batshit insane shit like we all know that deep down he's capable of, and the duo fucking COMMUNICATES for once in their life and they live happily ever after. Bonus points for hilarious deaths for Bingge.

- If you're a filthy multishipper like me, want a BingJiu version of the above QiJiu? Easy, SJ decides to haunt Bingge's ass for eternity and vice versa when Bingge kicks the bucket and so they spent the rest of eternity trying to make each other miserable in increasingly ridiculous and creative ways. Maybe along the centuries they find a common enemy or sort their shit out and proceed to make their awful existence everyone else's problem. A match made in hell, truly <3

Are you seeing a theme yet. I like a general comedic air to svsss AUs, it just belongs to the svsss experience ya know? Anyway carrying on-

Shen twins, and SQH twins cause why not. If you want Binghe twins too, actually probably funnier with Binghe twins, where one is our beloved maiden Bingmei and the other OG!PIDW Bingge but forced back in time with memories of the PIDW timeline. Transmigrator SQH aka Airplane gets the peak lord + Mobei-Jun plotline while OG!SQH is just chilling as an An Ding Peak Hallmaster or something. Meanwhile, the Shen twins have a funny game of imposter going on. As far as everyone is concerned, there is only one Shen Qingqiu, Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan transmigrated in earlier into the novel, but ended up going to CQM with Yue Qi while SJ got stuck in the Qiu household as in canon. From here the details can change but the main idea is that

A) Shen Yuan knows how to do his peak lord job actually

B) SJ is a calamity ghost, having died either in his disciple years or alternatively never made it out of the Qiu household alive

C) Both SY and SJ have been playing switcheroo when SY needs to head out and do stuff or just wants SJ to do his paperwork for him.

I still need a good reason for the switching and duping, but wouldn't it be funny if the disciples just had to deal with their peak lord behaving WILDLY different at times. Most of the time it's good ol' Shen Yuan smiling at disciples, way too enthusiastic for monsters and plants and keeps forgetting his fans everywhere. Then one random week in the month after he has a resting bitch face, scowls, snarls and bitches at anyone and has 0 patience for teenage attempts at music.

Most shrug it off as just terrible migraine weeks, but some disciples are suspicious, most of all Bingge who is CONVINCED something is WrongTM. Like, he KNOWS SQQ and this SQQ is just so different, something must be different. He doesn't know how right he is yet everyone just thinks he's actually insane.

I know this is probably increasingly insane and dumb, but fast forward to the Abyss opening. SJ was probably there to keep an eye on his clumsy twin, but SY ends up asking the ghost to look over the Luos, as the system still demands that they go to the abyss. So SJ after much grumbling agrees (after all he probably just was unmasked as ghost calamity, and the twins as demons, with a huge amount of cultivators moving their way. It's really the smaller hassle to jump into the Abyss and deal with the horrors there. Besides, the scholar in SJ would be curious about the abyss (and SY too let's be honest) ), kicks both in and goes "Alright we're taking an impromptu field trip" and jumps in after leaving SY to deal with the political mess that comes after.

Anyway, the last AU can be changed in various ways, like make it a PIDW time travel fix it with only the OGs around, or just Shen twins, etc. Feel free to shout at me how dumb this all is.

[eryanlainfa]

Airigo older designs!!!! Feat my headcanons for them :3

So many thoughts inside my head. They're in their late 20s here. I'll be rambling a lot under the cut :

Let's start with Hugo. I am still debating whether he bleaches his hair or not (he'd be dark blond-), so either his hair got darker over time or he bleaches it less often. He loses his arm after the 7k (it kickstarts that one sequel that only exists in my mind).

He is an engineer sponsored by the crown, and specialises in complexe and small mechanisms. His favorite prosthesis was built with that in mind which is why the fingers are thinner. He has other hands he can switch as it pleases.

Talking about prosthesis, he built it himself but the magic stones were Aiden's idea, the whole thing was an experiment to get the prosthetic to move more precisely and in sync with Hugo's mind. And it worked! The stone on the arm responds to the one on his collar.

He definetly "collected" various belongings from the others during 7k and Nuru's necklace was one of those objects and he still wears it often. Same for.. what remains- of the bandana tying his hair.

Also it's not too visible but he got some more meat now (he was practically a walking skeleton before)

Time for Varian!! His hair got curlier over the years and I headcanon he has vitiligo which is how he got his haistripe, he simply used to dye it blue with the help of his mom and kept on doing it after her death, until recently.

Appearance wise he just stopped caring- he is often too engrossed in his work and forget to be presentable all together. He puts more attention into wearing practical things.

He still is an engineer sponsored by the crown. But contrary to Hugo he is more into heavy machinery and does alchemy often enough. (The two engineers still do work together though)

I don't have much to add about him tbh, he's just overly cautious now until he forgets about it-

Aiden tiiiiiime! My dearest royal physician. As the head physician they get to go out less often and almost does more paperwork than actual practice.

They cut their hair because taking care of them was too much of a bother. Their new uniform doesn't bind their chest anymore. And they're finally comfortable using their mobility aids and showing off their prosthetic without restraints.

Refusing to end up as overworked as their old mentor, they are planning classes to educate more people in first aids and basic medicinal stuff, with the help of Laurel. They now get plenty of assistance and get to simply supervise rather than doing everything themself. (They still do care for the royal family as they take priority.)

FINALLY.

They are very cringe and overly in love people so of course they wear it with pride- Each of them got a pair of earings custom made from stones they chose themselves. Each representing one of their partner's eyes.

The braids are remains of their wedding look and they aren't planning on taking them out. Ever.

And the wedding bands were a last minute idea of Varian who was convinced he could make them himself, so he did. They just look horrendous. But the concept is so cute Hugo and Aiden loves them anyway.

[revelations-persona]

fucked up my hand in the middle of sewing so i won't be able to make progress in a while :') but while i'm here i might as well show what i got done so far. made everything but the tie :3

long ramblings about the process so far below

started working on all this for a bit over month. been alternating between maya and jun's outfits but ultimately switched focus to maya because her stuff was more complex.

this post is mostly about maya but here's the only interesting part of jun's stuff rn

i don't like the stitching on the roman numeral either but who will look. my eyes are Up Here. might paint over the thread so it doesn't stick out as much but who knows. also kind of off topic, it threw me off so bad that jun is a third year but in official art he's always shown with the two on his collar?? had to do some digging to make sure i wasn't crazy for thinking he was a senior.

the rest of his jacket is currently like a very basic looking cardigan with raw edges everywhere, nothing worth showing off rn. i think i'll continue working on it now that i can only work one-handed for the time being since the machine does most of the heavy lifting. as for the pants, i thrifted a pair several months ago. it's actually the reason i wanted to cosplay him lol, the pants were just the perfect color.

side note, my machine is Mischievous and simply refuses to sew down several layers at a time, or even just my beige fabric for some reason. so everything beige is sewn entirely by hand. maybe that's why i got carpal tunnel lol

here's what the sleeves look like on both sides and also on the inside

tbh i never realized it until i looked at her design more closely but she has like these little squares on half of her sleeves, so i tried to recreate that. it's basically just two rectangles sewn together but one of the rectangles is made up of other, smaller rectangles. nothing crazy. however, sewing the trim and elastic to it suckedddd. generally to sew elastic or stretchy fabric, you have to use a zigzag stitch (which looks exactly as you'd imagine). the easiest way to do that is by machine, except i couldn't because of the problems i just described and also the opening is too small for me to properly put it under the machine anyway. i never want to do a zigzag stitch by hand ever again. especially not with having to push through like six layers of fabric like no ty </3

now the corset

side by side of how a half of it looks on the outside vs the inside. both cups on the inside are labeled left and right respectively, in case i forget which boob goes where. currently the trim is just pinned on until i recover and can properly sew it down. i'll also have to figure out how to get the two zippers and the little rectangle that goes at the bottom on it too. the zippers for sure i'll have to cut down bc they're too long (they were the smallest ones the store had :/)

i found a pattern for it and it was easy enough to follow, just took longer than i wanted it to because i had to do it by hand. i also modified the pattern a bit to have it zip up at the front bc by default it closes at the back. had to adjust it twice so it would stop slipping off from being loose (size chart was weird). that little triangle was the result of me trying to ease the transition from the cups to the back of the corset after making the adjustments. it's not very noticeable when i have it on bc that's where my arms rest lol.

you might also be looking at the weird looking foam like why's it look like that. and you're right!

this is leftover from when foam was installed in the ceiling by the landlord to reduce noise from upstairs neighbors! like ten years ago! and she just left it here!! there's a lot more of it not pictured, that's just the amount i used. so kind. had to cut the triangles off and trim some of the thickness off, but thanks to her, i'm gonna have the quietest boobs at the con :)

and the hearts

they're right here :3 i still haven't attached them yet.

the trim is just black fabric cut into 5cm by 1.5m strips attached to other strips to make a super long strip i fold into 2cm pleats and cut as i go to fit the things i need to put it on. the stitching looks messy bc i have to in several times on the machine and only sometimes does my machine want to sew down more than two layers. i bought a yard of the black but i might unfortunately need more? i will cross that bridge when i get there.

the brown zip up undershirt thing i just modified an existing pattern i found online so that the sleeves were longer, it zips instead of buttoning up, and making it cropped. the collar is just that comically large so i suggest adjusting that if you also plan on using this pattern and don't like the collar size.

the skirt is a simple a-line skirt made a few inches wider so after sewing it and it's properly shaped like a skirt, i can go over and fold two sides together for that pleat in the middle of the skirt. i went in by hand to sew the inside of the folds to the fabric behind them so that the pleat stays in place. then i cut a strip of elastic to a few inches less than my waist measurement, sewed the ends down to form a circle, folded the top of the skirt over it twice, and then sewed it down and boom waistband. looks kinda weird all bunched up when it's not being worn, but i didn't really care about making it too pretty. you only really see the bottom part of it lol

i also made legwarmers to wear with the outfit because i refuse to spend money on shoes i will never wear outside of cosplay. they're literally just tubes made of a singular rectangle each with elastic on one of the ends, easiest thing ever. i think those boots fit well enough with the overall vibe so i'll wear them with the outfit.

the beige skirt thing she has i cut out already but really didn't do anything with yet so i have nothing to show for it rn lol

oh also. the brown, black, pink, and teal fabrics are broadcloth, the beige is peachskin, and the white fabric and little things on the front of jun's collar are gabardine (leftover from lisa and elly's uniforms).

if anyone has any questions i'd be down to answer them :3

[strawberrymangosoda]

Your Jed and Octavius dolls are really cool!

thank you !! they were so fun to make--i highly encourage everyone to try !! i used affordable materials, all of which i already had on hand!

i'll ramble about it under the cut if you're interested.

(charms from @badpanini :D !! )

i did a mock-up sketch of approx the size i wanted the dolls to be, then started to sculpt their parts according to that guide. (literally just a crime scene outline with a vague armature line going through it)

i used sculpey iii to sculpt their heads, hands, feet, and armor! then i used some wire and electrical tape to make the armatures and hot clued the clay parts onto them. i used scraps of flannel fabric from a previous project and wrapped it around the wire using A LOT of hot glue to make sure it was secure!

i wrapped the torso first to make sure the most finicky part of the armature was stable, then moved onto the arms and legs. if you're wondering how the limbs are so nice and bendy, i made sure to wrap the flannel in segments! i wrapped the limbs in two sections each: forearm, upper arm, thighs, and calves! this makes the "joints" uniform each time i go to pose them!

i used that same flannel but inside-out for oct's arms! i hid the seam on the front because i knew the gauntlets would cover it. i have a bottle of "golden brown" craftsmart acrylic paint that i used for his skintone straight out of the bottle, so i painted the fabric with it to match the clay !

their clothes were a pain in the ass to make, because you have to maneuver the dolls around to be able to sew them on HAHAHA

yes, i did make jed's jeans under the chaps. it was awful. but it added to the whole thing.

for this entire craft, hot glue was my best friend. my ride-or-die. i can't even begin to tell you how many sticks of hot glue i went through.

i had a trial and error (emphasis on error) phase where i was impatient and tried to use hot glue to make octavius' arms because i was stumped, and it was horrible and ended up losing one of his hands and had to sculpt a new one. (literally lost it. not that it cracked, it just. disappeared into my carpet. think the tenth doctor. gonna have a metacrisis happen, i fear.)

then there was the air dry clay fiasco. do not recommend unless you love waiting or just are a god at sculpting w that stuff. i'm not.

but yeah i mixed my own colors for their blush and some little details here and there, but mostly used stuff straight from the bottle! i have this AMAZING silver paint that is SO shiny with one coat only!! every piece of oct's armor? one coat of this stuff. it's the DecoArt Dazzling Metallics in "shimmering silver". CANNOT get enough of this stuff. i want to eat it.

anyways.

i havent made their weapons yet, and i'm debating making them at all. but honestly they were just so fun to make. took me about 4 days of working on them on and off i think.

i may have forgotten something, so please ask if you want clarification for anything !