#anyways if anyone has an answer on that i'd appreciate it! :)
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stillwastingmytimereading · 2 months ago
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Currently trying to get my first book published and I'm wondering if it's a good idea to get an agent? I mean so far I've only sent my manuscript to one publisher, and I gotta wait a month for their reply so nothing is definitive yet but like. Has anyone had experience with this kinda thing? I would appreciate any and all advice. Cause almost every single publishing house only accepts agented submissions so I'm really questioning if I should do it. Is it worth it?
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haze-of-hyperfixations · 9 months ago
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hi foxy!! :)
🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats
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and bonus fun facts because i like talking: i joined ao3 in 2021. my ao3 is hyperfixation_or_death. i currently have 22 fics on ao3! with most of them (14 of them) being for the fandom Parallels (TV 2022). my current longest fic is 4,620 words. (it's a Parallels fic called impulsive haircuts and what they mean for your future)
🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love
an author i love: (i am resisting the urge to recommend you to yourself because that defeats the purpose of recommendations. but to everyone else, consider this a recommendation. go read foxy's fics if you like qsmp or ducktales!)
midas_touch_of_angst is an incredible author! multi-fandom, but it was the snicketverse fics that altered the course of my life and changed my brain chemistry forever with how much i loved them.
also i know some of you people are rottmnt fans. i personally haven't seen it yet. but if you like absolutely gorgeous angst and sibling dynamics, remrose has phenomenal fics that i have almost started crying over while at a family gathering. (this is a good thing, the emotional catharsis of reading about a fictional character's anxiety distracted me from experiencing my own anxiety. also the fic was stunningly written.)
a fanfic i love: in honor of my current epic the musical hyperfixation, i will recommend this absolutely incredible oneshot. i love it so much. even after reading, bookmarking, leaving kudos, re-reading, commenting, reblogging on here, re-reading again, talking to the (amazing) author on here, following the (fantastic and wonderful) author on here, and re-reading again, i still feel like i haven't given this fic as much love as it deserves. because the amount of love it deserves is unlimited and infinite. it's so good.
anyways. epic the musical fans, especially those of you who are rotating eurylochus in your mind at all times like me: i think you should read brother you were so right, sure as the setting sun by DrawingsAndDreams on ao3.
🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?
okay, with every answer i try to think of for this one, i immediately think of exceptions.
because i have a long track record of being in microscopically small fandoms, and if one of those fandoms got a new fic, there is very, very little that would stop me from reading it to the end.
i guess if the entire fic was untagged, very explicit smut, then i would click away immediately. (although most authors i've seen do tag well. so i would probably know without clicking that it's something i won't be really comfortable reading. everyone say thank you for the tag system <3)
thanks for the ask!! :)
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0vergrowngraveyard · 1 month ago
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Hi. I don't know if anyone has asked you this before, but what would happen to Baby Tails in Sonic Forces? How would he deal with losing Sonic and reuniting him? If you can give me an answer, story, or image, I'd appreciate it.
short answer: it’s complicated because toddlers don’t know anything
long answer:
starting this off by saying that baby tails is not alone in eggman’s territory during the six months! the resistance does take care of him! don’t worry!!!
anyway, since he’s a literal toddler, tails doesn’t really understand the concept of death. all he knows is that something big happened, everyone around him is upset, and sonic hasn’t been home in a long time
i think vanilla would be the one to explain to him what happened to sonic (or at least what they believe happened) since she’s the one who mostly watches over him during the war itself. he asks her a bunch a questions about it, trying to understand what exactly she means by “sonic is dead” as kids of that age group tend to do. he doesn’t know what “dead” is
his separation anxiety gets cranked up to 11 and he’s extremely anxious because everyone around him is feeling very big emotions all the time, and also because he missed his big bro. during the first few months of the war, he’d toddle around the resistance looking for him and would start crying when the hedgehog was no where to be found. (it’s happened to him before, y’know? people leaving and never coming back…maybe sonic left for the same reason?)
eventually, sonic does get rescued and returns to mobius. cue the wholesome reunion
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sonic doesn’t hug his 8 yr old brother in the game, but he sure as hell will hug his 1-2 yr old brother if i have anything to say about it. and i have a lot to say about it
tldr: he spends his time during the war being very confused and anxious and scared because he doesn’t really understand where his big bro went. why is he gone? where did he go?
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pillowspace · 2 months ago
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Could you share more about your modern no loops au?
Oh, I'd love to!!!! So I have a 10k word draft currently. Haven't touched it since December because I've been writing other things, but I'd like to return to it when I'm done. I didn't actually know what I was writing until I started. I decided to go for the first line I could think of, which was:
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So I had to build an AU off of that from that point onward.
It's a bit of a "post-canon" setting in a sense, except neither Siffrin nor Loop have met the party yet, and the two live together in an apartment. At some point, Loop's attacked, and they begin to bleed out in an alleyway. Odile catches sight of them and rushes to help. They appreciate her efforts, but they die anyway.
They've died plenty of times before though...! So they wake back up. They still have the stranger's coat from when she was trying to help, so they hide within it and head back home, feeling bad for having likely traumatized a random person with the sight of them dying.
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A few months go by after this though, and Odile stumbles upon Loop at the library. Loop doesn't recognize her at first, but Odile recognizes THEM, and proceeds to accidentally corner them which freaks Loop out.
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Odile, a complete stranger, instantly wants to know everything about Loop. How their life has gone, how they're alive, etc. So Loop decides that they DON'T LIKE ODILE, but that they'll at least find the time to bring her coat back to her to repay the favour of when they had died.
After Loop returns home, Siffrin reveals to Loop that he's... worried about them. Loop's been entirely dependent on him the entire time, and he thinks that they should have friends. Loop denies needing anyone but them, all the while struggling with bottled up trauma they want to talk about but are unwilling to go to Siffrin for.
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This sticks to Loop though. Next time they see Odile at the library, they get to talk to her now a bit less freaked out, and return her coat to her. (This isn't art directly of the fic but I did draw this after writing Loop returning the coat). She reveals some of her curiosities about Loop, and although Loop still doesn't want to answer, they're curious what she means by the word "explore."
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Loop makes a bit of a mistake though. They accidentally give Siffrin the impression that they're friends with Odile now, and Siffrin's happy for them!
Loop doesn't want to correct them though, so instead accidentally snaps at them for pestering them for the details on this totally real friendship.
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There's a lot of hints scattered throughout the fic of Loop having very bad trauma. A large star-shaped scar on their chest. Implications that they're very familiar with Siffrin's blood. Having nightmares and waking up feeling like they have to kill Siffrin. Being so used to panicking whenever they wake up without Siffrin being there that they already know how to try and calm themself down.
I haven't gotten to writing the interview itself yet, but I want for Loop and Odile to actually start to become friends. I want for Loop to finally agree to an interview. And perhaps in an Interview with the Vampire (2022) style of things, start off completely contradictory and rewrite how it all started based on their own outbursts of emotions. Odile would catch onto this though, and get them to stick to the truth or not answer at all.
And thus, through much trial and error, Loop would eventually tell the story of meeting King. A nice man who Loop had once been friends with (it takes a LOT to pry that out of Loop), before they were ever Loop, but rather Siffrin. Loop would talk about how they had grown close over being from the same forgotten country, but that they'd come to learn that King had... other motives in wanting to get close to another Islander.
King had been studying something called Wish Craft.
King wanted to immortalize the Island's memory. Or at least, the memory that something existed from it. Perhaps somehow, some way, King could use Wish Craft to make things right again.
So what better way to try than to immortalize Loop?
Loop was betrayed and made to be a personal test subject. They weren't the first person to be a test subject, but they were the first success to survive it. Loop died very frequently those days, and after a long enough time, they reached a breaking point. They didn't want to suffer alone!! They wanted company!!! They wanted Help!!!!
Which tore Loop's strength out of them to create Siffrin.
Loop cannot regret Siffrin. But they regretted it at the time, as the experiments... lessened... on Loop, while the focus instead shifted onto Siffrin. The two were all each other had, so it pained Loop to have their burden fall onto him. Another regret was that Loop had become significantly weaker after Siffrin came to be, giving them less of a chance to fight back and escape. Loop was very protective of Siffrin, all the while wondering if they should just permanently kill him to get their strength back and escape. Towards the end, they almost went through with it.
They didn't though. The two eventually escaped together, sticking close to each other and occasionally moving from town to town while keeping their past secret.
I imagine that Loop will need... a lot of time and effort to tell Odile about all that though. They're very hesitant to even tell her that Siffrin exists, still wary about trusting her.
So between interviews, Loop and Odile just hang out, and Loop will come home to Siffrin who continues to live his own life. Loop will find themself healing just as Siffrin manages to.
If I do finish this fic, I would like for Loop and Siffrin to wind up friends with the whole party in it.
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gnohomotho · 1 month ago
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Hello! Gonna be veeeery honest because this request is extremely personal and you ABSOLUTELY don't have to do it if it's too weird or something you don't wanna write 🙈🙈🙊
But like...the recruiter meets the femreader because she wants to end it (yeah that way) and plays with her for it instead..but he actually cares about her and doesn't want her to die 💔 Ik it's ooc I know it's stupid but I'd really really really appreciate it
Thank you and I love your writing so much! ❤️❤️❤️
Hello, Anon, of course it's alright. I hope I'm not the one being personal and intruding here - just a bit worried about you - if you want to drop into my messages and talk, that's more than alright, too. ♥
And no, it's not stupid. It's a very understandable thing to want to read when you're not doing well. :c Having a caring presence save you from the literal edge is - again - more than understandable.
Here you go. ♥
And a big computer hug from me.
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Two Lives on the Table ➴ಇ
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Pairing: The Salesman // The Recruiter x fem!reader Summary: She wants to leave, he doesn't seem too eager to let her go. No, this lady in her strong but crumbling suit of armour is something for him to play for - yet - he may be playing for more than himself as she finds...that perhaps someone truly, in their own, very sweet and very odd way, cares for her. Warnings: Angst, mentions of suicide, mentions of death, guns, loaded guns, firing guns, threat and consequences of death, 18+ MDNI, heavy personal contact, kissing, touch, teasing, harsh language. Word count: 1.8k A/N: You'd think I'd let you go without fluff? On this blog? Link to epilogue ฅ^._.^ฅ Gorgeous gif by @phantom-evil
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"Do you trust me?"
The voice circles your ears and kisses their opening.
"Not really, no."
Your answer is as dry as a bone.
"Good," the voice coos before continuing:
"You don't need trust to play."
You straighten your back to avoid a shiver running down it.
"I find this game unfair."
The voice moves, circling to your other side, gently warming your temple.
"Good."
The shiver sauntered down your spine without issue.
"Has anyone ever told you you're an unhinged lunatic?"
"Many times," you can hear him smile into the words as they coil around his lips like honey, "though you know what they say. Dead men tell no tales."
"Is that why you never shut the f---"
"Ah ah ah. Little lady. That's a bit unbecoming." He hushes you, a single finger resting on your lips. His thumb traces their outline before laying in their center.
Why you agreed to play a game with this near stranger in a secluded place is starting to weigh at you. Almost as much as the blindfold.
He nudges your lips to open and his thumb gently rests on the border. Never quite intruding. But intruding nonetheless.
"Alright. Look. Stranger. Mr. Stranger. I know molesting girls you find on bridges under the guise of a game must be as fun as it is predictable, but I expected something different. Something more fun."
Oh, now you've offended him.
Attacks of character? No issue.
Attack of his games? Now you've done it.
The voice doesn't change, but the air loses every molecule of warmth it had huddled against its bare chest.
"Then allow me to make it more fun than your little wager with Death."
❥❥❥
You swallow on an empty dry throat. Did you really want to die? Or were you just playing? Or were you just...tired?
"You remind me of my favourite film," you voice in a low whisper.
You don't feel his breath anymore. But you do hear a distinct *click*.
"Hmm?" He voices, half amused, half bored.
"A young man who's been through enough meets Death, who is to take him. Fetching fellow, that one. Death. Nice calves. Anyway. The young knight says that before Death can take him, he has to play chess. And win."
"Does he?"
"It's never that easy, is it, Mr. Stranger?"
"Oh, little armoured darling. Do you think yourself a knight?"
"No, I just like Death."
"Then open wide, maybe he'll pay us a visit."
You do as you're told, and your lips feel the outline of a cold circle that tastes like…harsh metal.
“Good girl.”
He pushes the barrel of the gun just a little further as his sentence concludes, lightly turning it in your mouth. Left to right. Left...to right.
You don’t give him the satisfaction of mumbling into it, but your breaths are hurried, and a small whimper escapes your occupied lips.
Did you hear him sigh?
Just as elegantly, he slowly pulls the gun out of your mouth, and you cough.
“Innovative.”
“You know, I think we both know I can see straight through you, Y/N. Your cards are huddled up to your chest, but they’re…” he brushes the cold steel against your chin and runs it up your cheek, softly pushing into it, lenient pity in his voice that you know is false.
“…All turned the wrong way around. The whole table can see.”
His hot breath circles your cheeks, he must be gazing right at you with only millimetres separating his lips from yours.
“The whole table except for you, little lady. Blind to the game and blind to the threat. Blind even to yourself.” He playfully pushes three taps into your cheek with the gun and you feel warmth on your other, from your jaw to your eyebrows, even through the blindfold. It’s almost…kind.
His hand. His hand is on your cheek, as the gun pushes into the other.
“Now, let’s play a game.”
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Two bullets. One gun.
Two bullets. One blank.
Two players. One blind.
Two choices. Both wrong.
“Choose a bullet for me, little lady.” His slick voice rings in your ears.
“Who shoots who?” You try to remain steady, hands firmly clasped into each other, wondering how far he is from you, where you are, and what the table in front of you must look like.
How fast you could flip it on him and run.
“Well, curious little thing you are…I’ll leave it up to you. If you choose to shoot me and the bullet is blank, I get something in return.”
“Jesus, you’re predictable.”
But your voice is shaking. Anticipation? Cold fear? Armour crumpling?
“And you’re unravelling. If you don’t shoot, I get the gun. And I get to pull the trigger.”
“And I get a favour,” you add, your trembles not matching your thoughts.
Though by now the favour would likely be ‘fucking shoot me already’.
“Now who’s being predictable?” He teases, but you hear he must be having some sort of fun from his voice alone. It’s almost jovial, light, if he were anybody else, you would seek warmth in it. But you don’t. A painting of a fire underwater, that’s all he is.
You place your hand on the table, gently laying your fingers across each new inch to feel for the bullets and not disturb them.
He’s entirely silent, perhaps watching your fingers so softly touch even in their shivers, meticulous, elegant, gentle – perhaps he’s thinking you’re taking too long. You don’t care.
Your fingers find the two shapes, as you nudge them and envelop them in touch, you feel there is no discernible difference. Well, there goes the plan.
 Left right left right.
I had a good home but I left, right…left.”
You pick that one and softly flick it towards the sound of his voice. The bullet rolls on the flat surface with a little dull *clink* and lands against what must be his hand.
He loads the bullet wordlessly, the magazine spins and you lift your palms as if expecting something delicate and fragile, you’re weary of holding the gun, even through your tough words.
“So polite, it’s quite lovely to see.” He coos his little lullaby of words that barely reach you, and as he lays the gun just as carefully in your hands, you feel a single finger brush the knuckle of your dominant hand’s trigger finger. Not much.
Just enough to make you falter.
Your breath is stuck in your throat, your lungs aren’t getting enough, and you want to be done. You want to be tired of it all. You want to hesitate and refuse and throw the gun at him. Not shoot. Reset the whole scene. At the same time…
It took you less than a second to connect the two moves.
Aim. Fire.
The sound fills your ears and your heart beats as if it were a sleeping bellringer just now aware it’s the full hour.
The sound woke you up and you tear off your blindfold, nothing but regret and shame on your mind, you couldn’t have shot him, it wasn’t supposed to be like this, no no no, no matter who he is, you don’t murder people he didn’t even hurt you no---
But you tear off your blindfold to a swift blur of both light and dark, so fast you fall back in your chair with a heavy weight pinning you down, sudden crude touch circling your nape and without warning, cool supple flesh connecting to your lips – his own.
Their smooth warmth traverses the entirety of your mouth from outer corners to the very centre, their brisk but no longer concealed hunger enveloping them fully as he pulls you in.
A large hand shoots around your neck, not quite pushing, merely resting on your rapid pulse and holding you in place. One final thrust of his body against you as you feel his tongue enter your mouth and the blur hushes, your eyes closing on their own, reciprocating its motion, holding onto him for dear life.
The anticipation, the fear, the relief – all expressed and all barely breathed between your intertwined lips, your own gasping body, his form over you and his hand tightening around your throat – momentarily leaving to brush through your hair and pull your head back – allowing his tongue ever deeper into you.
Exploring, taking, feasting, you feel both subdued and his – and you feel alive.
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“You…you could have…said the favour was a kiss.”
You barely manage words against your explicitly not steadying chest. The blindfold is back on and you’re glad at least half of your truly flushed cheeks aren’t on display. He seems far calmer from his voice alone, but you know what you felt. Oh, he’s at least half as fucked as you are.
“I am not one to kiss and tell. Choose another bullet.”
It almost sounded like an order.
Alright, perhaps twenty-five percent as fucked as you are.
You once more choose the one on the left.
“Never was one for variety," you try to chuckle, but it comes out dissembled and half cut off. You’re shivering.
He merely hums and loads the gun again. You’d give quite a bit to know what he’s thinking. Your heart is fluttering out of your chest and your breath keeps getting stuck in the same place he grabbed your throat. As if he were grabbing it for dear life.
The magazine spins once more and once more; you take it in your hands with care. You could take it with less consideration, but somehow, the weight of the gun seems…heavier.
You endeavour to do exactly the same as before but…you cannot.
Your finger brushes the trigger, but does not move to push. Your lips open a tad, his taste still upon them – sweet, poisonous, invigorating, life-giving. And here you are. Holding something to take life away.
Just two movements, like before.
Easier than opening an unlocked door.
But you cannot. And your hesitation is more the duly noted.
Wordlessly, he takes the gun back from your hands and you hear the safety click.
Your thoughts stop.
Your heart almost follows suit.
You stop breathing.
The silence envelops you, but you do not move nor fight. Merely open your lips just noticeably, drawing a small shallow breath.
“Thank you for a…pleasant game, Mr. Stranger,” you whisper slowly, softly, holding your hands to yourself with each finger intertwined, “never could play chess to save my life.”
You almost laugh bitterly to yourself. But end with a wistful smile in wait as the thickness of each passing second rings your ears hollow.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
One.
Two.
Three.
*click*
Dull.
Reverberating.
Empty.
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He had taken the live bullet out.
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not-maggie · 9 months ago
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Hypothetically, Of Course
A/N: umm, so hi! this is my first ever fic I've written but I do read a lot lmao. I was using a c.ai bot and it inspired me to write this because it was really cute! <3 this is lowkey a self ship bc I'm tired of seeing Y/N's who don't have a personality and are shy. nothing wrong with being shy ofc <3 just not who I am and I needed some self indulging. Anyway, enjoy! any criticism/comments are greatly appreciated!! (GIF not mine<3)
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It was a cool afternoon in Stars Hallow, the dead leaves falling to the ground as the breeze shook them from branches. The bell above the door rings out as Y/N enters Luke's Diner, catching the attention of a certain brunette behind the counter.
Jess feels his heart stutter as she enters, silently cursing himself for having such a reaction. He throws on his signature smirk as she approaches the counter, "Hey, the usual?"
Y/N nods with a soft laugh, "I come here too often if you know it by now." She takes a seat on one of the stool as Jess begins preparing her order. "So, anything interesting happen today?" she asks, making conversation.
"Oh, y'know, annoying customers, Luke yelling at me for not working, the usual." Jess hums, turning his head to look over his shoulder at her. "What about you?"
Y/N lets out a scoff as she responds, "Y'know Brad, the quarterback on the football team? Total douche, anyway, had the audacity to ask me out, while I was in the middle of studying in the library. And, on top of that, got mad when I rejected him. Said something about winning a bet, total bullshit." She rolls her eyes, leaning against the counter.
Jess feels his blood boil, a bet? A bet to ask 𝘺𝘰𝘶 out? He takes a moment to collect himself before turning around and responding, placing her coffee down in front of her, "Wow, total dick move. A bet? What kind of bet? If he could get in your pants?"
Y/N rolls her eyes, "Don't know, and honestly, don't really care. I get the satisfaction of knowing he didn't win, whatever it was. Like I would ever go out with him," she scoffs.
Jess leans his arms against the counter, "Not your type?" His tone is teasing, his usual snark coming out, but there's a hint of genuine curiosity.
Y/N lets out a snort of amusement, "No, I would never go for a football player, or really any athlete. Anyone who doesn't know Austen is not worth it."
Jess raises an eyebrow, "Got high standards," he teases. "So, what, is, your type?" He asks, his head resting on his palm in a casual manner.
Y/N lets out a hum as she thinks, planning her answer. "Well, looks don't really matter that much. More into personality, someone who can keep up with my sarcasm. Funny, making me laugh is really important, and there's no way I can be funnier than my partner, that's a sad life. Well-read, I'm talking more than just Dr. Seuss and the Outsiders. Someone...spontaneous, impulsive, acts before thinking; adds fun to life. And, someone who isn't afraid to show me off, not saying we have to make out in town square, but hand holding, stolen kisses, stuff like that."
Jess's heart flutters as he hears her words, that's him. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. "So," he tries to maintain his casual, aloof appearance, "You got a guy in mind? That all seems pretty specific."
Y/N smirks at his words, "Maybe, it's kind of hard to find someone like that in this small town. You either get guys like Brad, high school has-been's, or Dean Forester. Perfect Dean Forester, although I guess technically he did move here from Chicago. But he has the 'Small Town Boy' act down."
Jess chuckles softly at her words, she was right, Dean did have that Small Town act perfected down to a science. "So, if there we're to be a guy, who matched this description, would he have shot with you, hypothetically of course."
Y/N grins, picking up what Jess was hinting at. "I'd say, hypothetically, if this guy we're to ask me out, or confess his undying love for me, I wouldn't shoot him down."
Jess straightens out, hip pushed against the counter as he leans in a bit. "So if this guy were to, hypothetically, say that he likes you and have for a while, you'd go out with him?"
"Yes, I would, but only if he told me directly." Y/N challenges Jess, knowing that he isn't big on sharing his feelings.
Jess stands up straight behind the counter as he meets Y/N's gaze, he takes a moment before talking. "I like you, have for a while." He runs a hand through his messy hair, "In fact, you drive me crazy. There isn't a moment when your'e not invading my brain, very distracting."
Y/N's smile grows as she hears him talk, "Well, I like you too. Just, don't start charging me rent for living in your head." She pokes his forehead as she teases him.
Jess laughs, 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴, at her words. "I'll let you live rent-free on one condition, be mine? God, that sounds gross and sappy." He groans at his words and how cliche he sounds.
Y/N let out a laugh, "Yes, I'll be yours." She smiles, "Bad boy Jess has gone soft."
Jess rolls his eyes but a smile tugs at his lips, "Shut up, I'm not soft....Okay maybe, but only for you and around you. And if you tell anyone..." He doesn't finish the threat, but they both know there isn't any actual heat behind it.
"Yeah, yeah." Y/N rolls her eyes, "Your secret is safe with me." She crosses her heart with a smile.
"Good," Jess hums with a small smile. "So, your mine now, huh?" He grabs her hand from across the counter, thumb rubbing across the back of her hand as their fingers interlock.
"Yeah," Y/N smiles softly, squeezing his hand. "All yours"
Jess's smile widens at her words, "That's right, all mine" He brings her hand up to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles. "Mine to protect," he locks eyes with Y/N. "Mine to love, mine to cherish..." He leans in further over the counter, "Mine to hold, mine to care for..." His eyes sweep over her face, taking in every detail and memorizing them. "Mine to spoil," he reaches his free hand to cup her cheek, thumb running across her skin. "Mine to be with...and mine to love, forever." He closes the distance between the two, his lips meeting hers in a soft, tender kiss, expressing unspoken thoughts and emotions.
As he kisses her, he feels a sense of peace wash over him. He feels complete, whole. He's never been good at expressing his feelings, but right now, he knows deep in his heart that he means ever word he said.
He loves Y/N.
And he's never letting her go.
"That's the sappiest thing you've ever said."
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defilerwyrm · 2 years ago
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I'm a trans man who wants phallo SO bad but the Fear Mongering people do makes me so scared. I have such a fear of surgery anyway and people say phallo is nearly 23hrs long, and it has more risks than heart surgery does, and idk if these are true bc I'm too scared to google it..But I want it so bad, but the stuff I hear scares me. Also people saying it doesn't have any sensation worries me. You said trans men can ask about it so I hope this is ok to do on anon!!! I'd appreciate a non fear filled reply so much thanks!!
23 hours!! Those poor surgeons, can you imagine!
Virtual hugs if you’re the hugging type, Anon, and a cool rock if you’re not.
Those things are definitely not true, not remotely. It’s a long surgery, but when I say it’s long that means it’s about 8 hours all told. It sounds like maybe someone heard it referred to as an “all-day” thing meaning a full WORK day, but instead assumed that that meant a full CALENDAR day. Or, you know, a transphobe made shit up to scare people.
It is most definitely not nearly as risky to your wellbeing as a surgery in which they saw open your sternum and cut open your actual beating heart. There is a fairly high chance of a minor complication that can result in the terrible ordeal of getting pee on your pants sometimes—a urethral fistula—and in most cases, they close up on their own anyway without needing another surgery to correct them. And in this case, “fairly high” means 40%, so it’s still less than half a chance that it’ll happen in the first place. At worst it’s annoying. Serious complications, the type that put you in danger, are extremely rare.
The sensation thing is also false, because they literally harvest a length of nerve from your donor site and hook it up to your existing bits specifically so you WILL have sensation! Sure, it takes a little while for the nerve to heal, but that’s just the reality of ANY surgery.
The nerve grows back in your donor site, too, by the way. While I was typing this up I discovered that one particular spot on my graft is ticklish.
Everyone has their own individual healing factor, but speaking for myself, I had full erotic sensation before the 3-month mark, and the orgasms have been incredible. The head and base are highly sensitive, and everything in between responds pretty damn nicely too, just less of a hit-the-ceiling level of sensitivity. And, you know, if you’ve handled an AMAB person’s penis much at all you’ll know that’s pretty much in keeping with how their dicks work too.
It is an in-patient surgery so if you have it, you’ll be staying in a hospital for a few days so they can keep an eye out for rare disasters. My stay was four or five days of snoring most of the day and periodically getting woken up to eat or answer some simple check-in questions, lift my arm for nurses to move stuff, etc, and then conking back out.
Being cathed sucks, but two weeks of frequent trips to the toilet to drain your bag is honestly nothing compared to a lifetime without (or with vastly reduced) bottom dysphoria. That’s the part that I hated. Everything else was your typical recovery: 10-15 days of sleeping 20 hours a day, then however many weeks of being tired, taking meds, and careful washing, gradually feeling more and more normal until you’re back up to full and ready to get back to business as usual.
Except with this one, you get to learn to pee standing up in the process. :D
(Protip: don’t try a public urinal until you’ve got it down pat at home. Not because of cis men, but because the learning process is messy, lol! The overwhelming majority of cis men in public restrooms want nothing to do with anyone else while they’re in there. The only place anyone’s gonna give your dick more than half a second’s accidental glance is in a gay bar. In 8+ years of using public men’s rooms I have yet to see one (1) penis that wasn’t mine!)
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mmmilkweed · 3 months ago
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Please take your time!! Draw what you desire we all understand the work artists do to entertain their followers/fans!!!
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I wanted to put these two asks together, because I do want to reply to every ask, in some way. If you posted a compliment, and a request, it'll probably be answered on a later date It's currently 3am, and I'm sure, to anyone else, my rant here is going to be silly and meaningless, but I want to say it anyway. I really am grateful for all of the interactions! From reposts, to tags, to asks and to comments. I don't know if it's the 3am delirium, or nostalgia speaking, but all of this feels very nice. Let me explain; I don't have tumblr on my phone. I am realizing that I don't want to have it. Doing so forces me to go to my computer to check on you guys. I found that... I actually prefer this. I have a larger following on instagram. I used to be big into numbers. If my post only got 30k likes, it was a flop. It ruined my whole week. Everyday I'd have my phone in hand, checking stats. bleh. And when I post here, I don't actually care about the numbers I get. I am just letting my smilk art drift into the world, letting anyone who cares take a cheeky little gander at it. And I'm at peace with that. I think it also has something to do with the warm welcome. Like, the second thing I posted was me basically proclaiming I see PV as a masked sex pest! No-one cared, and people even agreed! I have that tag screenshotted, it makes me feel welcomed. (and ofc the fact that I don't check my phone every 2 seconds to see who 'liked' my post.) Idk, I just want to say that your words mean a lot. I am a person who gets spurred on with compliments and people engaging with my work, and the reception I got here makes me want to work tenfold to show my appreciation. thank you all for the kind words
it's nearing 4am
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justin-chapmanswers · 7 months ago
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AAAA THE SILVER SPOON EXIT IS FANTASTIC!!! You guys always do such a good job with the Exit Interviews. They're super fun videos that also add juuust that little extra amount of characterization that makes them even better to watch.
What inspires you guys to add the little mini-stories in each interview? Do you usually have an idea of what direction you want it to go beforehand, or do specific questions give you inspiration?
Thank you so much!!! Had so much fun working on that one. And looooove the question. Partly cause I'm like "idk if anyone cares that I do this, but it's fun, anyway!"
When writing any Exit Interview (I've been sole-writing or co-writing all from Box's-and-on, but might not for Balloon's?), I always want to be writing with some sort of angle. Sometimes it's a story for the contestant (TK, Cabby #1, Paintbrush, Silver) , sometimes for the interviewer (Box, Clover), sometimes both (Goo). Sometimes it allows us to hit on an angle on a character that we haven't already, sometimes it gives us some time to show off how far a character has come. Sometimes something that affects the whole interview, sometimes something that'll pop up towards the end that we can hint at earlier. But we tend to try for at least a little-something! We like presenting new narratives wherever we can. The tale is never quite done with these pals!
As for how we plan it out, I'll often go into an interview knowing exactly what angle I want to come in with, and how much that angle'll need to weigh on the characters. I knew I wanted to tell a narrative about Paintbrush wrapping up their three-season-journey and expecting a hyper-dramatic interview to express every facet of their emotional experience... only to receive a bunch of nonsense questions that leaves their final wrap-up feeling empty. So I noted to the audience that we'd love silly questions. I knew that for Silver's Exit we were going to explore the anxieties around criticism, so I made sure to write in the question prompt that Silver would love to hear some compliments- so that we could then receive a bunch of complimentary questions for him to appreciate (but not enough to make a deep impact), and inevitably we received some negative too- which I could then use to show how hard one mean comment can hit for the guy.
For Cabby we wanted to prep for her eventual return by sewing in her current troubled state of mind without tying things up to cleanly in a bow. Clover we wanted to flip it around and have her help an interviewer down on his luck. With Bot we needed to let them reflect on what they've been through but also think on some of the elements of their existence that are still feeling complicated. In Yin-Yang's we knew we wanted to make sure we were following through on their tricky feelings regarding their experience Candle, while also demonstrating their growth as a fun lil duo. Etc.
Occasionally I'll need some inspiration, so I'll ask for the questions first and see if that sparks any particular ideas. When we received a bunch of motherly-oriented characters for Tea Kettle I was left to ponder "how would she feel about this?" With Goo's Exit a couple Cheer Factory questions popped up and I started to think about the fun juxtaposition of matching Goo with someone serious who expects Goo to be a legitimate entrepreneur. Since then we've enjoyed leaning into pairing contestants with very different-vibe interviewers when possible.
And the mindset of writing with an angle all stems to working on Inanimate Answers. Not sure how many people have seen that, since the newest ep predates Invitational, but there we had a very very similar format. It's sorta like the unintentional test-run of Exit Interviews, with some personal conflicts for the contestant, and some for Justin. I'd loooove to make more of those, but they were being made at a point in time where I didn't have a non-II full-time job, and II wasn't focused much on episode production. So finding the time has been tough. We did make a mini version for the Inanimate Direct which was fun (although funnily some of my favorite on-camera work I've done for the channel was in that same video but the Patreon-information segment- which no one will ever watch again cause the Patreon no longer exists haha). And I have an old Yin-Yang Inanimate Answers 5 script that would need to be pretty heavily reworked now that season 3 exists for YY, if I were to try at them again. Maybe there's room for IA in the future. Lots to figure out with the channel! But I'm glad we've had Exits to take on the legacy of some bonus viewer-interaction-based-storytelling.
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rekino2114 · 9 months ago
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Fami revealing her identity to you
A/n:this is the second part to the post I did yesterday with makima that @trystan422 requested
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Fami felt a pit in her stomach that not even food could fill, no matter how much she ate, she still felt sick and empty, worry was consuming her like it never had before, the worry of losing you.
It had been just a bit more than a month since you started dating and it has been the best time of her life she didn't think it was possible but she had found something or rather someone who she loved more than food.
normally, she wouldn't particularly care that much if someone found out her identity she wasn't doing that much to hide it anyway and she could deal with them easily If she truly wanted to.
But you, you were different she loved you and you leaving her would have broken her heart in a way that couldn't be repaired so it was better to tell you early in the release to not completely break yours too.
"Hey fami are you alright? You haven't eaten anything since you invited me here"
"No....there is something I need to tell you, its really important"
"Go ahead then I'm all ears"
"I'll go directly to the point,...... i am a devil"
Her emotionless voice and expression made it seem like this conversation was an easy one for her but in reality that couldn't be farther from the truth as she was panicking greatly on the inside.
"To be more specific, I am the famine devil, one of the four horseman of apocalypse, the others are my sisters: control, war and.....death, to put it bluntly I am really powerful"
"Feel free to tell that to anyone you want after you leave me, I won't hurt you or any of your friends for knowing that information, it would hurt me too much to see you in any kind of pain, for the same reason I won't do anything to you if you break up with me, I would much rather see you happy without me than you staying with me become of fear"
After her speech fami fell silent and pulled her hat over her face and closed her eyes,ready for you to walk away, she was very surprised when she heard you laughing instead
"So you're famine, I always thought your name was unique, I guess now I know why"
Fami blushed slightly and answered still confused
"Y-yeah I couldn't come up with a human name"
"I think it's beautiful if it's any consolation"
"Thank you I appreciate it"
You remained silent for a moment before walking over to where fami was sitting, taking her hat off and looking at her eyes
"Please don't think I'm gonna leave you, you mean so much to me, even if we've been together for not that long I can see the love you have for me, the way you look at me, the way you share food with me and the way you talk to me, I can see the love in everything you do, I know you love me, regardless of you being a devil, you're my girlfriend and nothing will change that"
After hearing everything you said fami felt the happiest she ever was, even eating the best food in the world couldn't compare to this feeling, she smiled the brightest smile she could muster and spoke such simple words yet filled with so much love.
"......thank you, truly"
"You're welcome, now let's order some pizza ok? You haven't eaten for like 15 minutes, I didn't know you could physically do that"
Fami chuckled and kept looking at you with a loving gaze
"Yes please I'd like that"
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yokumirumerafan · 29 days ago
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hi again i want to thank you for the muzan request i ehoyed reading it so much i think you write him really well! i always appreciate how you answer requests in slightly different ways as opposed to just writing straight up headcanons (which i love too dont get me wrong) i just think it makes your writing so fun and refreshing! on that note, after reading your nsfw alphabet on muzan (🥵) i'd love to see a fluff alphabet on him for example you can find one here: https://www.tumblr.com/snk-warriors/173203415802/fluff-alphabet?source=share
hope you have fun writing this! and im so happy to see all the success you're having with your blog🥰 im rooting for you!
EEEEEEE thanks alot for the link I'll use it in the post. Also Thanks I try my best on the work I do (I don't, I just write whatever the fuck comes to my head) and I'm glad that I actually start getting acknowledged by people, because in the first place tumblr was just for fun and I expected to fail on all my fics like I did in any other platform. But here we are!! Also I do absolutely love writing for Muzan and demons/villians in general, but anyway enough of my yap-
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Muzan Kibutsuji Fluff Alphabet
A - Activities
Muzan isn’t one for idle activities, but he enjoys walking through lavish gardens at night, playing classical music, or reading together.
He also likes watching his s/o dress in fine clothing—admiring them as if they were a work of art he possesses.
B - Beauty
Muzan admires control and poise, so he finds it beautiful when his s/o carries themselves with confidence and intelligence.
Physically, he has an eye for delicate hands and expressive eyes. The way his s/o looks at him—with love, fear, or adoration—fascinates him.
C - Comfort
Muzan doesn’t handle emotions well, but he will remove whatever is distressing you.
If it’s a person, they may disappear.
If it’s an internal struggle, he’ll command you to be strong. It’s his twisted way of caring.
However, he will let you rest beside him, playing with your hair in silence.
D - Dreams
He doesn’t dream of a peaceful, simple future—he dreams of eternity.
His ideal life with his s/o? By his side forever, as an immortal, free from weakness and mortality.
E - Equal
Muzan does not see anyone as his equal—not even his s/o.
However, he grants them more freedom and respect than others.
His dominance isn’t just about power—it’s about protecting what’s his.
F - Fight
He doesn’t fight with his s/o—he fights for them.
But if there’s a disagreement? He does not like being questioned.
Arguments are cold and sharp, and he expects you to apologize first.
G - Gratitude
Muzan doesn’t express gratitude openly, but he shows it in actions.
If you bring him tea, he accepts it without complaint.
If you support him, he ensures you live in luxury.
If you’re truly special to him, he won’t let anyone touch you.
H - Honesty
He keeps secrets. So many secrets.
But he expects you to be completely honest.
If he ever shares his true feelings or vulnerabilities, know that you’re irreplaceable to him.
I - Inspiration
You don’t change Muzan—but you intrigue him.
If you have a unique perspective, he’ll actually listen.
He may even adjust his actions slightly based on your influence, which is unheard of.
J - Jealousy
Oh, absolutely. But he won’t cause a scene.
Instead, the offending person will mysteriously vanish.
He may pull you close and whisper, “You belong to me alone, don’t you?” in that eerily soft voice.
K - Kiss
Deep, slow, and possessive.
His first kiss? Calculated. A test to see if you’d pull away or melt into him.
He doesn’t just kiss—he claims.
L - Love Confession
Muzan doesn’t confess in a traditional way. Instead, he’ll say something cryptic like: “You will stay by my side. There is no other option.”
He doesn’t ask for love—he demands it.
M - Marriage
Marriage in a human sense means little to him, but if you insist, he will grant you a wedding.
If he does propose, it’s with something ancient, valuable, and drenched in meaning.
The ceremony would be private and eerie, but unforgettable.
N - Nicknames
He calls you “My Dear,” or “Beloved.”
If he’s feeling possessive, “Mine.”
In rare soft moments, your first name, spoken like a secret.
O - On Cloud Nine
Muzan in love is dangerous. He becomes more obsessed, more controlling.
He watches you constantly, ensuring you’re always near.
Others might not see it, but his affection is all-consuming.
P - PDA
Private? Yes. Public? No.
Behind closed doors, he’ll have you curled into his side, tracing patterns on your skin.
In public, a simple hand on your lower back is enough to claim you.
Q - Quirk
He never forgets a single detail about you.
You mention liking a certain tea? It’s now stocked in your home.
He knows your habits better than you do.
R - Romance
He doesn’t do cliché romance—he does grandeur.
A garden of blood-red roses that bloom only for you.
A night where the entire city seems empty, just for you two.
Romance, to him, is power and devotion intertwined.
S - Support
If your goals align with his, he will make them happen effortlessly.
If they don’t… he will persuade you to change them.
His support is absolute, but conditional.
T - Thrill
He enjoys new experiences, especially ones that deepen your bond.
A new city, a new era, a new challenge—he thrives on power and control.
U - Understanding
Muzan knows you inside and out.
He can read your emotions with a glance.
But empathy? That’s harder. He learns only for you.
V - Value
You are as important as his goals—which is saying a lot.
Muzan does not lose.
If you are his, you are his forever.
W - Wild Card
His voice at night is different.
When the world is asleep, his usual sharp tone softens.
He speaks in low murmurs, words meant only for you.
X - XOXO
Not outwardly affectionate, but in private? Deeply intense.
His touches are slow, calculated—like he’s memorizing you.
He worships your presence in silence.
Y - Yearning
Muzan does not “miss” people. But with you? It’s unbearable.
If he’s away, his thoughts are consumed with you.
He’ll return sooner than expected—just to see you again.
Z - Zeal
He would defy death for you.
He’d tear apart the heavens if it meant keeping you safe.
If Muzan Kibutsuji loves you, then his devotion is eternal.
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ethereal-blossom · 7 months ago
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Deep dive on Victor's possible past + curse
This man is as attractive as he is mysterious and the curiosity is killing me, so I need to let out some thoughts🙏🏻
** I'm going to be referencing some translations and posts so I'll link them and their OP's (I'm too afraid to tag hehe but they deserve all the love and appreciation🤍)
Be aware of JP and EN spoilers
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First, what are some things we know and are safe to assume when it comes to Victor? He's the co-founder of Crown and the Queen's Aide. I think it's safe to assume Victor is the oldest in Crown; Harrison calls him an old goat, he acts like a mom, and I believe in the Valentine event the dynamic between Harry and Victor was labeled child-parent. Through this detailed post that @/kurishiri made we can guess that Victor is 30/32+ years old, which I have to subjectively note is very hot. William was 14 when he was invited to the castle where he met Victor, meaning that Victor has been associated with the castle for at least 14 years. Was he already the Queen's Aide back then? High-likely, yes.
But how long exactly has Victor been the Queen's Aide? And how did he become one in the first place? One thing that stands out to me is this dialogue in Victor's Wicked Little Secret event:
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For context, Victor is sharing why he started doing magic tricks. He explains it's traced back to the queen and how she does them as a reminder of how difficult but precious it is to get someone to smile.
Of course, it can be that Victor simply didn't go with the queen to the slums that day or that she told him about it, but I like to think about the possibility he didn't know the queen at this point but knew about it anyways because he was a kid in the slums. It might explain why he doesn't necessarily pay attention to status and why he treats people such as the villagers and Kate as his equals despite being the most powerful man in the country. Does he stay humble due to perhaps having experienced the lack of power, money, and status to a severe degree? And is the Victorian slums the reason why he suffered enough pain for a lifetime?
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@/Reccyls translated an event in which the suitors are meant to win over Kate's heart by having her give the suitor a heart-shaped necklace. Jude, Roger, and Alfons are being very proactive while Elbert, William, and Victor are drinking tea. The nobles team points out there's no rush because it's the end of the day that matters. Victor agrees but then suggests they're also probably laid back because they are rich. It might be nothing but if you ask me, that's pretty self-aware and honest for a rich person. Not every rich person will realize having money does influence you, and not everybody loves to point out the frowned upon behavior that comes along with money, especially when it applies to yourself. So, it's a very small thing to say and I might be reading too much into it, but I think the people who know the affect of money better than anyone else are the people who weren't born in first class.
Victor continues to point out what makes William and Elbert rich, but right when he wants to talk about himself he cuts himself off (🖕🏻/affectionately) . It confuses me because sir, you are the Queen's Aide. Why is it a mystery that you're rich? Elbert asks if Victor comes from nobility but we never get a yes or no answer to that. So is there still a chance he might have been born in a rich family? Yeah, but I'm not a strong believer of it. Victor is known to cook and sew, and I don't remember where or when but I believe he said somewhere that if he can do it himself he won't let the maids do it. Does this sound like the skills and the mindset of a man born in nobility during the Victorian age? Not to me, so here comes my next thought: what if queen Victoria has taken young Victor under her wing? One other thing that I noticed is that we know Victor likes to dance and that he plays the piano, which are both activities I'd connect to the education of a child of nobility.
I don't know how it would necessarily end up like this, though. But I was thinking: it didn't go unnoticed by us that Victor and Victoria's names are scarily similar to each other (it's like yeah whatever we're a bit like Sherlock ourselves yknow💅🏻). What if his name was quite literally inspired by the Queen's name in the story itself? Maybe Victor chose it or Victoria gave it to him.
Because @/shatcey recently made a post pointing out that William said "the man who calls himself Victor." I heavily agree with her that the phrasing is suspicious, mostly because of Victor as a character.
If he is from the slums then perhaps he's an orphan who doesn't know his actual name, or maybe he took up another one? If Victor is not his actual name, it might explain why we don't have a last name in the first place. Also, @/otomefiend translated the Black Wedding event when it came out in JP. While the official English translation uses "business smile" to describe Victor wearing a smile to bury his dark comment, I like her translation saying "Victor, the Queen's Aide' expression" much better. I genuinely could go into depth about this but I sadly digress. This reminds me of the Wrecked The Halls event wherein Victor wonders if he should give a "Victor-like" reaction but decides not to as he wants to react earnesty to Kate's earnesty.
Naturally, it can also mean he just has different persona's connected to his masks as this is a reoccurring theme and topic in his content. Victor said in the Between Villains' epilogue (translated by otomefiend) that he wants to be seen as the gentle Queen's Aide by Kate, so after showing a bit of his darker side it's natural he goes back to his gentle side that still implies distance to ease Kate. However, that doesn't make any of his masks a lie or someone he is not. Important disclaimer to put out there because this doesn't have to be proof that Victor isn't who he says he is. The phrasing just reminded me of this.
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So, it wouldn't be a deep dive if I didn't talk about the theory that Victor might be the queen. Harrison has pointed out multiple times that Victor lies a lot. I think it'd be so funny if Harry is going to be like "stay away from Kate you old goat >:(" in Victor's route and then William is going to be the complete opposite like "listen to your desires and get a room already :)"
I think we have seen the queen a few times, but it's canon in events that people have cosplayed her so who says it doesn't happen all the time? Victor only has to say the Queen's safety is in danger and then someone will fill in. I think it's safe to assume Cybird is making us doubt whether the queen is alive on purpose and what does that say about the mystery? You don't create mystery when there's nothing to reveal.
In Wrapped in Wicked Romance, something broke from the Queen's tea set only for Victor to reveal that, surprise, it's his own set! During the first anniversary epilogue (talked about by shatcey here) Kate gets told the queen is waiting for her in Victor's office and surprise, it's Victor! Or how in Between Two Villains it's mentioned how Victoria doesn't seem human because of the dedication she has as queen but then the doubt of humanity is a theme in Victor's events as well. Or how in Harrison's route Jude is reading the morning's newspaper and it mentions a criminal situation and surprise, Victor shows up from behind and says the queen ordered a mission related to it... almost like he overheard the news and decided on the spot it had to be dealt with.
To be honest, I don't know what to think when it comes to the queen. If she's actually dead, I think she might have died from an illness and then the veil + private persona might have been crafted to make it easier to look like she's alive (a bit like this one thing in Ikemen Prince). Or, perhaps it's related to the topic of curses. Because, why should she give the impression of being alive if she isn't? What does England risks if she's dead? Do we know how many members the royal family has in ikevil's universe to potentially take Victoria's place after her death? Because there's never been a mention of a husband and children. Did she perhaps only trust Victor? I don't know, there's a high chance I am reaching. Maybe the queen is very healthy and happily living her introverted life but again, I don't see why Cybird would tease us like this if that was the case.
Going back to another translation by reccyls, here Victor ends on the note that even if he has feelings for Kate he can't offer anything as "I belong to her majesty/ Victor belongs to Victoria." Ignore that you can call me the wicked witch of the west with how green of envy I turned, but this stood out to me a lot.
I think it shows an incredible amount of dedication and loyalty, and I read it in two ways. If Victor was saved by Victoria, it might be that he feels like he owes her himself, or perhaps a deal/promise was made? But, in a way, I also read it as Victor belonging to England. His loyalty towards queen Victoria is loyalty towards the safety and well-being of England, a land he's passionate about keeping safe.
The relationship between Victor and Victoria is lowkey fascinating to me because if she's still alive, they have been together for so many years. Victor always talks so positively about her so even though we barely interact with her, I became to really like and admire ikevil!Victoria. Victor is also the only one who we know speaks with the queen directly. For the tea set mentioned earlier, Victor said he replaced them with his own because he is known to break them when he and the queen are drinking tea. Victor braids the queen's hair and helps her with fashion. William even said in this event translated by @/judesmoonbeauty that the queen knows everything about Victor.
I'm going to lose my mind if the queen only used him, though, and put so much burden on a fairly young Victor at some point.
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We've almost reached the end but the last thing I want to talk about is Victor's birthday event translated by @/chesireliam. Victor murders a bunch of criminals with what I assume is his curse or something in that direction. He commands them to succumb to his wickedness and the people essentially kill themselves with a peaceful expression. William makes a comment about it, saying these men look as if almost possessed by a God. Victor thinks to himself it's like saying Her Majesty The Queen was no God, and then he says humans can never be God. To be honest, I'm slightly confused because I feel like this can mean different things. When Will makes his comment he's speaking about the peaceful faces, so I don't think he's talking about how the criminals were unhealthily worshipping the queen but about Victor's ability. Also, this is once more a moment wherein someone's humanity is questioned, and it seems to apply to both Victor and Victoria.
One of the reasons why I think it's a curse is because of this post Shatcey made. One of the screenshots translates to Victor saying he doesn't want Kate to end up lying at his feet with a happy face. It sounds an awful lot like what happened to the criminals in the event. Victor worrying about Kate's fate like that makes me believe it might has something to do with the fate of his possible curse. Think about it: Kate essentially gets dragged in every cursed fate of the suitor and if Victor is another cursed individual, it's high-likely his curse is related to death.
After revisiting this post after a while, we got another sign of Victor being cursed. In this event, everybody's curse got stronger due to our lovely doctor. Reccyles translated the event here and as we can see, Victor was effected by it as well. His appearance changed, now wearing gloves and a mask, which is fitting for his theme that involves wearing different "masks" in front of different people; masks that seems to be motivated by the mystery around his curse). Anything Victor touches will instantly die and even without touching the flowers around him, they seem to whither simply by being in his presence. No wonder loneliness is also a theme of his :')
There must be something special going on, though. Is Victor's curse like any other but kept a mystery because something about Victor's identity should stay a mystery? Or is there actually something special about his curse or whatever ability he has? Because his first birthday & the chaotic night event convinced me he's not an ordinary human. However, something special must be going on for this to be a mystery.
Funny story but for a while I thought that if Victor is cursed it might be Ursula from The Little Mermaid. Sometimes you can see easter eggs of the suitor's curses back in the outfit designs so when I looked at Victor's outfit, I saw he has fish scrubs on his jacket and something that looks like knots/ropes (reminding me of sailboats), plus the deep blue and black aesthetic still reminds me of the dark sea. But, his bonus story of the Dark If event (translated by reccyls) ruined that oops. It's one fairytale that was actively mentioned to not be it. Shatcey made a really interesting post about Victor's possible curse after this event and I think it'd be really cool if this was it!
Another reason why I used to think The Little Mermaid could be it was because in the christmas event, Victor thinks to himself he has sacrificed his human soul to death in order to get what he has now, and who has a song about doing business with poor unfortunate souls? But once more I got proven wrong so anywaysss, this is what he thinks:
"Yes, I remember the battering rain and roaring thunder... A storm that threatened to destroy the night itself had been raging. Two paths had lain before me. One path meant immediate death, disintegrating to dust and being forgotten by history. And the other path... The other path would mean giving up my chance at a normal life forever. When faced with those two paths, I had reached out for the latter. And so, I became Death's prisoner, Death's beloved, and Death's constant companion."
Here, we are witnessing the moment he's sacrificing his soul. He has a choice that'll impact him as a person greatly and I feel like it's very safe to assume he's close to dying, so it'd make sense if this part of his life triggered a curse related to death. Also, his flashback says "disintegrating to dust and being forgotten by history" which is another reason why I think Victor might have come from the slums, or at least not nobility. It sounds like Victor himself thought he had left no footprint on the world, which actually aligns with his character if you read the translation of Will saying Victoria knows Victor better than anyone till the end. Because in it, he got upset there hadn't been a report made of him in a while and he looked so happy as Kate made one of him. Also, in the Countdown event he thanks Kate for writing about the boys so they won't be forgotten. Seems like wanting to be remembered is very valuable to Victor.
But I got sidetracked a lot. I think the comment Victor made about the queen in his birthday event is another micro-hint. I sometimes feel like I'm reaching like a clown trying to figure out if Victor isn't keeping up the idea the queen is still alive. It almost feels like having a gaslighting lover; am I picking up clues or am I picking up clowns makeup? Wouldn't it actually be a possibility for Harry to help Kate unravel the mystery that is Victor? Because while they're not the most interactive dynamic, I feel like Harrison will at least have a little role in Victor's route. As I mentioned before, Harrison pointed out multiple times that Victor lies a lot. He goes a step further in the christmas event one, saying that if Kate takes the first step towards Victor's darkness, he'll snap her out of it. Plus, Harrison already had his "when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth" moment in his route so I think it makes sense for the Sherlock lover who is a walking lie detector to play a role in the most mysterious suitor who is a walking liar's route.
The actual last thing I want to talk about (guess I'm a liar like Victor) is that I notice that in events wherein Victor and Kate are together, they declare their love in an interesting way. Since death seems to be a huge part of Victor that possibly is connected to a curse, the two put focus on loving each other even after death. I'm curious if this is part of Victor's possible fate or if this is just a romantic way of thinking that fits Victor's theme. Either way, I think it's perfect to end on this note.
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So, I think this is mostly what I wanted to get out. Thank you for having read all the way through and please share any theories you have! And spread love for the people mentioned in this post because I'm eternally grateful for everything they translate and post🤍
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harunayuuka2060 · 2 years ago
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Diavolo: MC? Where are you going? *has seen them leaving their room*
Kid MC: I'm going to send this letter to Uncle Luke!
Diavolo: A letter? Hm. But it's already late. Can't you just send it tomorrow morning?
Kid MC: Yes. But Uncle said I need to send it tonight!
Diavolo: Just you alone?
Kid MC: *nods*
Diavolo: ...
Diavolo: I'll accompany you. Is that okay?
Kid MC: Yes! And Lord Diavolo? Can you check my letter too? To see if I have written it right.
Diavolo: Of course.
Kid MC: *gives the letter to him*
Diavolo: *reads it*
Diavolo: ...
Kid MC: How is it, Lord Diavolo?
Diavolo: *smiles* You've got the skills of your father. You're quite eloquent.
Kid MC: *giggles* I used a dictionary!
Diavolo: *chuckles* That's great! Here. I'm sure Luke will be happy to receive your reply.
Luke: *smiles as he reads the letter of MC*
"Dear Uncle Luke,
Thank you for inviting me to go on a vacation with you. But I need to ask Papa first.
Instead, why don't you stay and have a vacation here? Lord Diavolo can give you a room in the castle! Oh! And in the House Of Lamentation too!
I can't wait for you to join us, Uncle!
Sincerely,
MC"
Luke: *then reads Simeon's note next*
"Luke, I really appreciate you updating me on the situation. I must say, I'd feel much better if you didn't get involved any further. It's probably best if you head back to the Celestial Realm. MC and I are doing fine, just as you wished for us. Please take care, and rest assured, we'll meet again soon. Don't worry too much, and I sincerely hope you're doing well. — Simeon"
Luke: ...
Michael: It seems you have no luck either.
Luke: ...
Michael: Have you mentioned about the consequences?
Luke: Yes.
Luke: Simeon is... willing to take the risk.
Michael: ...
Michael: However, you felt relieved reading the child's letter. Why is that?
Luke: MC... They have a pure soul. They may look like a demon, but I would say that they have the heart of an angel.
Michael: ...
Luke: *looks at him* Michael, is there no way for father to reconsider?
Michael: ...
Michael: I'm afraid not. Unless if Simeon becomes honest and confess.
Luke: ...
Simeon: MC, there's something Papa would like to ask you.
Kid MC: What is it, Papa?
Simeon: ...
Simeon: Would you still love Papa if I became a human?
Kid MC: What's a human?
Simeon: *smiles* They're neither angel nor demon. You can say that they're someone that stands in the middle.
Kid MC: Okay? But why do you ask if I would still love you if you were a human?
Simeon: You know how Papa writes stories, right? I want to know your opinion.
Kid MC: Hmmmmmm... Papa? To be honest, that's a dumb question.
Simeon: *chuckles* How so?
Kid MC: Because I will love Papa no matter what. You can be a demon, an angel, a human, a bird, a worm—
Simeon: Worm?
Kid MC: I added that just in case.
Simeon: *smiles*
Kid MC: Anyway, I'm saying that you can be anything or anyone but you will still remain my Papa! So of course, I will forever love you!
Simeon: ...
Simeon: *hugs them* Do you know that humans have short lives? What will you do if Papa really did turn into a human?
Kid MC: Another dumb question, Papa! Then I'll turn into a human too!
Simeon: *hugs them tight* Oh... How did I deserve to have a child like you?
Kid MC: What's wrong, Papa? You're acting weird!
Simeon: Nothing. *chuckles* Papa loves you so much.
Kid MC: I love you so much too, Papa!
Raphael: Simeon, you finally agreed to meet us.
Simeon: Yes. After all, I need to give you an answer.
Michael: Then, I would like to remind you of the consequences. Since you refused to entrust your child to us, father has decided to turn you into a human and that would be your punishment for disobeying him.
Michael: However, if you choose to tell us the truth—
Simeon: I'm sorry. But I accept his punishment.
Raphael and Michael: ...
Raphael: Why? He's giving you a chance!
Simeon: *smiles* I'm just protecting my child, Raphael. If the truth comes out, that will ruin them.
Simeon: I will never do anything to ruin my child.
Raphael: ...
Michael: If that's what you've decided.
Kid MC: Papa?
Simeon: Hm?
Kid MC: *looks into his eyes*
Kid MC: Did you become a human, Papa?
Simeon: ...
Simeon: *smiles* Yes.
Kid MC: ...
Kid MC: *pouts* Why just you?
Simeon: *chuckles* *lifts them up*
Simeon: *smiles softly at them* Papa wants to see you grow up as a demon.
Kid MC: But you are a human so I want to be human too!
Simeon: We'll get into that, okay? Once you're old enough to make decisions. *kisses their forehead*
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horseimagebarn · 9 months ago
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Ok so thanks for the answer vis a vis the centaur situation I appreciate it a lot and I'm not trying to convince you to change your ruling but unfortunately you used the word taxonomy which triggered one of my damn neurodivergences. I hope you don't mind but my response will be to deposite these few paragraphs in your inbox I'm sorry in advance if this comes off as aggressive or condescending or just plain annoying I'm just sensing an opportunity to infodump to someone who might be interested in tbe topic so I'm seizing it I'm sure you know what it's like
Anyway there's a disconnect between pragmatism and scientific rigor that people are blind to which vexes me and biological taxonomy is a particular pet peeve of mine the biggest instance of it is crocodiles and alligators which are really the same damn animal for all intents and purposes but that's not relevant
Naturally when one thinks of horses one thinks of domestic horses specifically (Equus ferus cabellus) but I'd argue that certain pictures of donkeys (Equus africanus) look more like domestic horse pictures than certain pictures of Przewalski's horse (Equus ferus przewlaskii) despite the latter being classified as the same species and the former not
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And I feel that for a horse image barn the resemblence of a picture to an archetypical horse image should be a higher priority criterion for inclusion than some criteria that biological taxonomy relies on like the presence of specific haplotypes which isn't even a word anyone knows and if you go to its Wikipedia article you get a definition of it that's not really relevant to this ask
So yeah in conclusion I wouldn't tie the in/ex-clusion of images to scientific taxonomy but to Vibes if I were the admin of this or a similar blog but I'm not and you are so you can like do whatever
Also I won't be submitting the centaur image I wanted to submit but can I still send it as an ask I like showing it to people spreading it around etc it's kind of cursed but also funny and I like it a lot and I understand why it's not horse enough to your taste but it's definitely horse adjacent and I want to share it
as a fellow animal wikipedia delver i agree that taxonomy is not the end all be all of the human perception of animals however what i meant to imply is that the differences between centaurs and horses are large enough to be considered taxonomical and are not debatable even in a taxonomical sense due to their many massive differences also i have posted przewalskis horses before as they are true horses and this is horseimagebarn not assimagebarn or centaurimagebarn even though i love donkeys just as much and would own a donkey over a horse any day
i did just take my adderall and am bored at work so i have to humbly yet lengthily disagree with you that taxonomy is not important in both cases presented while the crocodilian assumption you make has bruised my heart as i love alligators and i find them far cuter than crocodiles due to the differences in their jaw structure that makes their bottom teeth fit into their mouth instead of jutting out like crocodiles (which is one of the many actual and notable physical differences between them alongside choice of salt or fresh water etc) i wont get into that and will focus on horses since thats the point of this blog using actual punctuation and capitalization for the first time in this blogs history ill be referring to przewalskis horse as takhi as it is also known so i dont make a typo which i know i will
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Taxonomy can of course be vague at times or muddied, but it is not an invalid study. All human knowledge is constantly evolving, and mistakes are inevitably going to be made, but that does not make our efforts invalid. It is beneficial for us to know how evolution works. Taxonomical differences are real and worth considering, even if mistakes are made sometimes. Two animals looking similar is not a valid reason to ignore their taxonomical differences, nor is it okay to ignore similarities because they look different—if we went by that logic, every dog breed would be a totally different species.
Speaking of, here's a little more on the whole appearance thing before we get into the science:
The other day, I was watching a video about the actual horses that existed in antiquity, and they are far more similar to takhi than you might think. I'll link the video if I can find it, apologies for a lack of a source on this right now, but the gist of it was that horses of yore were much shorter and stouter than modern horses. The tall, thin horse often seen in modern depictions of ancient time is inaccurate, as is the thick, muscular draft, which didn't become common until later on. Back then, people wanted horses that were sturdy—most people didn't care as much about specific breeds or having the hugest and prettiest horse on the block, especially when food to maintain larger animals like modern horses wasn't always guaranteed, and having such a huge animal could be dangerous and more difficult. Their horses were more similar to ponies than our big guys now, and ponies aren't a separate species. The selective breeding of horses to become taller and leaner made them appear way different from the takhi, but just like dogs, they remain extremely similar to those of their taxa despite looking different on the surface. For example, take a look at the ancient fjord horse breed next to the takhi...in fact, sometimes takhis are called Mongolian ponies! We can even see this in ancient art earlier in the horse's domestication:
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Anyway, science:
Firstly, the takhi isn't wholly classified as the same exact species as the true horse, our domesticated Equus ferus caballus. Both Equus ferus callabus and Equus ferus przewalskii are considered subspecies of caballines, or true horses, meaning they're more like cousins (I know it's a cliche to say this, but I mean it), with donkeys and zebras as, like, their nephews twice removed. If the takhi was considered the exact same species as the domestic horse with no acknowledged differences, it would be considered a breed of horse, not a subspecies (though breeds are typically manmade, they are not always—see the word "typical" in the dictionary definition). This means that it does have recognized, distinct differences from the standard domesticated horse that have been taken into consideration in their taxonomy—it is not like the two are blindly considered the same exact thing.
Mistakes have been made in Equus taxonomy in the past, but continued research has led to a retaxing of the genus as early as the 1980s. In the 2012 review article "Discordances between morphological systematics and molecular taxonomy in the stem line of equids: A review of the case of taxonomy of genus Equus," by E. Kefena et al., a number of scholars reviewed the methods with which the Equus genus has been taxed in the past and how they have changed in the past few decades.
According to that article, equines are an incredibly plastic genus. They are very good at adapting to their environments, which led past taxonomists to overcount the amount of Equus species that existed in the past and therefore miscategorize the history of the genus in general. Many were actually just adapted versions of the same thing. This is what we see in the horse and takhi—they are similar but have adapted to their different environments and niches.
In 1986, two molecular scientists, George and Ryder, performed the first DNA-based molecular taxonomy on all living equus species, publishing their findings in the article "Mitochondrial DNA evolution in the genus Equus." By mapping equus DNA and constructing a phylogenetic tree, they were able to take a closer look at the actual genetic disparities between equus species.
George and Ryder found that "[In the mtDNA (mitochondrial DNA) cleavage map,] the percent sequence difference between E. przewalskii and E. caballus individuals was found to range between 0.27% and 0.41%. ... Overall, the amount of divergence presented here is small and not much greater than the 0.36% divergence reported for mtDNA differences found among the human racial groups (Brown 1980; Cann et al. 1984)."
So, horses and takhis are incredibly similar. Using these findings, they separated equus species into three clades: "One that groups the zebras, a second that groups E. africanus [African wild ass] and E. hemionus [Asiatic wild ass, aka the hemione], and a third that associates the true [caballine] horses E. przewalskii and E. caballus as a unit. However, as stated previously, the E. africanus-E. hemionus clade remains enigmatic."
They later state that "E. hemionus and E. africanus appeared more karyotypically [chromosomally] similar to each other than to other equids," hence why they were considered a clade despite being "enigmatic." Kefena et al. explain this weird enigma further, and, notably, compare it to the takhi: "Next to Przewalskii's horses, hemiones were the first species to be diverged from the stem line of extant equids, suggesting that they might be closely related to caballine horses than to asses, though they are monophyletic with donkeys than with horses. On the basis of these evidences, morphological resemblance between species doesn't guarantee genetic similarity between equid species." This means that asses and horses have distinct genetic differences that far outweigh those between takhi and domestic horses, despite the fact that donkeys and takhi look more similar. The hemione looks very similar to the African wild ass, and it is closer to it genetically, but it is not the same due to the way it evolved—it broke away from the general line earlier than any other ass. The takhi is the same; it diverted earlier than other horses, but remains very genetically similar—more than any other extant Equus species. And, even with the takhi's extra chromosomal pair, George and Ryder also found that they and horses were also very close karotypically, giving them incredible similarities both mtDNA-wise and chromosome-wise. Despite that different chromosome, horses and takhis can successfully interbreed and produce fertile offspring, unlike horses and donkeys.
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Kefena et al. "MYBP" stands for "Millions of Years Before Present" Funnily enough, G&R also say, "There has been little to no dispute over the close relationship that exists between E. przewalskii and E. caballus; thus the addition of E. caballus to the E. przewalskii branch should be easily accepted." Which is so weirdly on the nose that I feel compelled to say that it's on page 544 so no one thinks I'm making it up. So, with their genetic similarities, their actually surprisingly similar appearances, and their sequential DNA similarities, the Przewalski's horse and the domesticated horse do belong in the same category when compared to other equines like donkeys and zebras. They're not identical, but they're in the same room of the larger equine house. And, check out the tarpan, Equus ferus ferus, another subspecies of Equus ferus and the most recently extinct of them all, alongside the current Equus ferus species (and a concept of the original Equus ferus pre-domestication by Cameron Clow on Artstation)! They're all friends:
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Conclusion
you can send me centaurs if you want i just wont post them
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luguangs · 2 months ago
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Gaby my love pspsps drop the Girls Last Tour propaganda pls 🤲
maz beloved thank you for allowing me to rant about girls last tour ily okay let's go!!!
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girls last tour, as the name implies, follows two girls on a tour journey through the ruins of a post-apocalyptic world. they scavenge for food and fuel, encounter remnants from long-forgotten cultures, and day after hopeless day they choose to carry on forward.
while this may sound bleak and depressing, it's actually an iyashikei (slice of life). and let me preface this by saying i usually do not enjoy iyashikei stories, but i wholeheartedly think girls last tour is nothing short of a masterful work of art.
the reason i think it stands out from all others in its genre is because it doesn't shy away from despair, but despite it (or perhaps even because of it) still has this undercurrent of hope and a profound appreciation for life.
this juxtaposition of a world ravaged by war and death against two girls trying to make the most of their life day after day is beautifully poignant and poetic. we see the best and the worst of humanity—and it's surprisingly wholesome in its melancholy.
borrowing from the official synopsis:
But as long as the two are together, even an existence as bleak as theirs has a ray or two of sunshine in it (...) For two girls in a world full of nothing, the experiences and feelings the two share give them something to live for…
so yes, it's a slice of life, but if you're willing to look deeper, it has some incredibly profound themes. it gets very philosophical but it doesn't intend to give you all the answers; rather, it simply allows for contemplation on humanity and life as a whole, and it brings it all back to the here and now.
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it's about choosing to keep going—to keep living another day even as the world is falling apart around you. it's about finding joy in the small things you stumble upon along your way. it's about watching these two girls rediscover humanity through what we leave behind and learning to see your own life through different eyes.
it's about choosing not to succumb into despair. yes, maybe you could've made better choices along the way—but you still shouldn't bring yourself to regret the life you've lived.
it's about realizing life is about making the most of it that you're able to amid your circumstances and living it to the fullest. it's about how the people you meet, the experiences you've lived, the things you've learned... you carry them with you always.
it's about how humanity is interconnected through our inherent curiosity and passion and love and perhaps our beautifully pointless endeavors, and how all of these give us meaning even if it will all come to an end someday.
plain and simple, it's about how beautiful it is to live. how even despite all the horrors, you can still find joy in living.
i don't think it's an exaggeration to call girls last tour life-changing, and if any of these themes resonate with you i'm sure you'll end up loving this story too.
some people say this story gave them depression. but tbh i think they're missing the point: this story will cure your depression <3 (yes i'm being hyperbolic but ykwim)
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anyway if you'd like to get into it i'd recommend watching the anime first!! (i think the manga's visual contrast and use of negative space work better for the tone, but the anime genuinely did such a wonderful job with the music and some sequences in particular, and imo even elevated them. so for your first experience i'd say 100% anime)
however, the anime didn't adapt the full story and while you are able to get the overall themes from the anime, imo some of the best chapters can actually be found towards the end of the manga.
it's a very faithful adaptation otherwise, so you can pick it up from chapter 30 if you don't want to read from the beginning (and it's only 47 chapters so it's super short!)
also if you watch/read pleaseeee let me know what you think i literally don't know anyone else who's into it and i've been kind of going insane about it 😭
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TLDR: if you like stories that are philosophical and contemplative, that don't shy away from despair but also choose to find the beauty in life, then this story is for you <3
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Hi Puts, thank you for answering my ask on the reaction from Japanese fans. It's understandable that all of us are left with mixed emotions. I do wonder if you're going to post the link (if you manage to get it) of YKL21? It pains me that Keiko isn't there but a part of me also wants to see how the arrangements are done to accommodate her absence. I want to see if YKL will be able to create those magical harmonies now that their backbone to those sounds is no longer there. I admit to being a little resentful in this regard, and it's probably because I've been listening to her music for years, and have come to admire YK that I truly feel disappointed with her decision. I hope she realises sooner than later how vital Keiko is to the YKL sound and that Keiko is a human and vocalist who has her own sets of aspirations to fulfill. Her desire to be part of YKL does not negate her desire to be part of Kalafina or embark on other goals. Anyway, thank you always Puts and for being patient in answering all the asks~
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Hello there!! Before I get to your ask, I'd like to make a general announcement, don't worry, it's not specifically related to you or your message but rather to the entire issue at hand.
A quick heads-up to all of my followers and lurkers:
First of all I'd like to apologise to everyone who has sent an ask on this matter and still hasn't received a reply. I decided to take a break from all of this during the weekend since it was getting mentally draining and I started to seriously neglect some of my real-life responsibilities. Also, if at this point I've not posted a response to your question/message regarding the current situation, then it is likely I never will. Throughout the course of last week, I got way too many repetitive inquiries, I'm sorry to say that I just do not have the time or patience to answer every single one of them. I strongly urge people to just go through my relevant tags (#kalafina reunion, #space craft, #yuki kajiura) and thoroughly inform yourself before you send anything. Trust me, I covered the topic quite extensively and I don't believe you will be left with many (if any) unanswered questions once you have browsed through everything! Then I received a bunch of messages from people who clearly just want to argue with me and I am honestly so tired of them. I've made my stance perfectly clear and I think I have been fair in my assessment. On top of that, I've invested a lot of time clarifying my arguments and discussing the matter in the reply section of my posts. At some point, it's just enough. You don't need to agree with me, it's your prerogative to have a different opinion but there's no point in trying to sway my opinion, you are really just barking up the wrong tree. There are more than enough spaces in this fandom where your thoughts and arguments will be very much appreciated, you do not need to waste your time on my blog. To make a long story short, if you insist on painting Space Craft (and by extension Wakana, Keiko, Hikaru) as the ultimate and sole villain in this shit-show of a situation while simultaneously pretending as if Team Yuki isn't equally at fault for perpetuating all the petty hostilities and stupid rules of this everlasting feud, then I'm sorry to tell you, this is not the right place for you. Over and out.
Re: Anon's Message
Now that all the above stuff is out of the way, I can focus on your message, dear anon. First, let me clarify something. It's 100% okay to be invested in Yuki's activities and to be curious about her future projects. Despite my arguably controversial thoughts on Yuki's role in this feud, I certainly don't want anyone to "cancel" her or to "boycott" her lives in any way. Please continue to love and support her, especially if you've been her loyal fan from the get-go! No one has to ever feel the need to justify their interest in Yuki to me, your devotion is completely valid.
As for me, I stand by what I've always said, I am first and foremost a Kalafina fan, therefore, this blog only covers stuff that is at least somehow related to them. If none of the girls are involved in a project, I am not really motivated to invest my resources into it. People reading my live reports should know that Wakana's absence has already taken away a huge chunk of my enjoyment of YKL, with Keiko gone too now, I just don't see the appeal anymore. Both of them were such an integral part of these live performances, at least for me. There are songs of course that work without them (and those will continue to sound amazing) but I've always enjoyed a majority of music in Yuki's lives BECAUSE of Wakana and Keiko. Their renditions are not the be-all-end-all in this world (often not even the original) but they are the definitive versions engraved in my mind so everything else just doesn't feel right to me.
In short, I will likely not be covering any of the YKL Vol#21 news or provide content related to it. Unless of course there are some surprise changes to the lineup but that's very unlikely. If they end up covering Kalafina songs (Yuki is saying something about having different suites in her lives so the inclusion of a Kalafina-suite is certainly possible), I might consider posting about it but I'll cross that bridge if/when I come to it.
You don't need to worry though, I think there are lots of very passionate YK stans in this fandom who will surely provide everything you are looking for! And it's not like I will be gate-keeping any good sources, if I happen to come across a recording or something, I will definitely let you know. I'll just not go out of my way to invest any money, time or effort into any of it.
Last but not least, I completely agree with your thoughts about Keiko. All we can do is hope that this feud will someday be resolved, otherwise there will always be hostilities and conflicts of interest. As long as there are these two opposing sides and any allegiance to one side will get you shunned from the other side, we'll never know peace.
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