#anyways thank you celie!!!!

[cheeseceli]

I don't believe anyone is surprised to know it's all exo 💀

[fuji-sen]

the 'evil imposter' just wants to be a baker!

Prologue: The Foodie turned Imposter?!

Part 4.5 special! : adventures of a pyro slime

[ part 4 ] || [ masterlist ] || [ part 5 ]

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The pyro slime stared at you worriedly, it wanted to comfort you but alas, even if you weren't in a body of water it must not. For even touching you would leave you with more pain. Perhaps it had been better if he was born from a different element.

Their eyes squint into something akin to a glare, if only those stupid humans didn't hurt you! or got to you first! they were fake non-believers! they didn't know a real prophecy from a fake one even if it burned them to crisp!

Focusing on the task at hand, the slime watched as something purple crackled from your skin, and its eyes widened, electro! that would be easy to cure. It jumped, but you did not notice as you slowly fell into a pit of hurt, wallowing in pity. Okay then, it jumped away and disappeared in search of a few items.

It's eyes lit up finding a purple crystal, or rather an electro crystal, So, since it had no arms or claymore, it did the first thing that popped into his mind. Crash into it, which worked after a couple of headbutts thanks to the elemental reaction 'overload' which was very neat!

Anyways, after acquiring the electro crystals and swallowing it for safe keeping (which left a weird tingling sensation in its mouth) it then went off to find some butterflies.

Finding one was easy as butterflies were not scared of a slime's presence, they were however quite flammable. The slime stared down at the numerous burnt and dead butterflies that littered the destroyed path. .

damn.

Hearing footsteps it went to its ignited state to appear menacing only to relax upon finding some hilichurls exploring the area. So without any fear, or young slime protagonist approached the hilichurls who stared at it curiously.

"olah, kucha celi beru si?" (hello, little fire what are you doing?)

The hilichurls stared at the pyro slime that spat out a few pieces of electro crystals and then stared at the many charred butterfly wings. "sama! sama!" (samachurl) The pyro slime tried to convey in its own slime voice, which sounded like a person trying to speak under water with a dry throat.

"dala?" (what?)

"creator! help! uhhh" the pyro slime tried to remember the hilichurlian language, its eyes brightening up at remembering a few important words.

"Tomo Unu!" (Help God!)

The hilichurls flinched, straightening up in a way the slime was reminded of those rigid knights. "Unu?!" (God)

"Yaya ika!" (Humans bad/Enemy!) the slime told them "Unu Mosi gusha*" (God sad).

The hilichurls then understood and from what they gathered, the slime needed the help of a sama so one of them left to return to their camp and soon enough an anemo samachurl had come. It crouched down, staring at the pieces of electro crystals and the burnt butterflies and deduced what the slime had needed.

An Insulation Potion.

OMAKE

"Upa!" The samachurl yelled and commanded pointing at the distant butterflies. And with a battle cry the hilichurls ran towards the flying insects and begun jumping high with their arms flailing in an attemt to catch them "Upa!"

One hilichurl fell face first on the hard ground and another laughed at it, his hands were closed as he had successfully caught a butterfly "Ye kucha!"

The hilichurl that had fallen had stood up and proceeded to kick the other one, due to the pain the other hilichurl clutched his knees and accidentally released the butterfly it caught.

". . nye. ."

*Mosi Gusha means "eat vegetables" but is also used as an expression of sadness. I wonder if Hilichurls don't like vegetables since they associate it with sadness or something negative.

taglist: @fantasyhopperhea @rhoswen-drake @cchiiwinkle

Also please comment what to name our little pyro slime buddy! They're gonna be one of our many best friends and companions in the story.

[katsu28]

Congrats on 2K Kait!!!! And this celi is gonna be so fun, but don’t stress yourself out <333

☕️☕️☕️ I’d love a drink of “carefully initiating slight intimacy (like holding hands, hugging, etc.) since they aren't quite sure how far they could go with where they are” from List D with Jake “Hangman” Seresin.

Thank you so much <33

may have strayed a little from the prompt but i hope you enjoy anyways!

jake "hangman" seresin x reader, 1.3k, join the celebration!

To make it extremely clear, you were not dating Jake Seresin. 

He was one of the most remarkable people you’d ever had the pleasure of being friends with, kind and funny and braver than most folks would ever admit, but no, you weren’t dating him. 

You really, really wanted to, though. You just weren’t sure if that’s what he wanted too. 

Sometimes you got the feeling he did, like when Nat had caught him staring at you from behind the rim of his beer and very loudly called him out in front of everyone for unashamedly ogling you. He’d vehemently denied any said ogling with flaming red cheeks, but you noticed him doing it again three more times that same night. 

Or when you went to the farmer’s market with him one Sunday morning and it was so crowded you were positive you’d lose him in the throngs of people. He slid his hand into yours that time, lacing your fingers together tightly as you tugged him to tent after tent. 

Sometimes you thought about how you weren’t all that slick either.

Like that time Mickey invited you to the beach with all of them, and you got so distracted by Jake’s shirtless chest during dogfight football you nearly missed the pass he’d lobbed you. It all worked out in the end though, because when Jake’s team inevitably won, he’d hugged you and spun you around gleefully. 

It was worth it to feel the press of his chest against yours. 

You found yourself looking for him everywhere you went, regardless of whether he was actually there or not. You’d like to run into him at the mundane places—grocery store, laundromat, coffee shop—just so you’d be able to spend more time with him.

But those were totally platonic, good friend things to do, right? 

Like always, your eyes searched for Jake as soon as you stepped into the Hard Deck tonight, scanning the packed bar for any sign of that telltale blond head of hair you wanted to see so badly. 

Today especially, because you’d had one hell of a day at work. Between spilling coffee on your shirt first thing in the morning, to your shitty boss lecturing you about an error that wasn't even your fault, to hitting the worst traffic imaginable on the way home, you could really use one of his special Jake pep talks right now. 

Much to your dismay, you spotted Rooster first, and although you did enjoy his presence, he wasn’t the man you were looking for. You made your way over anyways, greeting everyone as cheerfully as you could given your circumstances, still looking around for Jake. 

“Hangman’s getting another round, if you wanted to put your order in.” Nat informed you, nodding towards the bar. Lo and behold, there he was a head above the rest, broad shoulders helping you spot him almost immediately. You weren’t sure how you’d missed him upon first glance. 

You thanked Nat quickly, wasting no time in making your way over until you’d pushed up next to him at the bartop. Maybe a little too quickly, because your shoulder bumped against his arm a bit harshly, and his head whipped in your direction, probably an expletive at the tip of his tongue. When he saw it was just you, his expression did a complete 180, now a grin so big his eyes crinkled at the edges. 

“Was wonderin’ when you’d be showin’ your face around here tonight.” His smooth, Texas twanged voice had part of the tension dropping from your shoulders. He seemed to notice because his smile dropped a little bit and he tilted his head, regarding you with those pretty green eyes you always found yourself getting lost in. “Y’alright, darlin’?” 

“Yeah. Just…horrible day.” You sighed, drumming your fingers against the weathered wood. Jake raised an inquisitive brow, his invitation for you to talk about it. So you did, telling him every shitty little thing that happened since the moment you woke up to the second you pulled into the bar parking lot. 

As soon as you were done, it instantly felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders—not all of it, but enough to the point where you didn’t feel like you were about to burst into tears at any given moment. Jake’s eyes hadn’t left yours the whole way through, keeping you tethered to him with every slow nod and brow crease. 

“Sounds like you’ve had quite a time today.” He said quietly, sliding his hand over yours. His palm was calloused and warm, thumb rubbing along your knuckles soothingly. “I’m so sorry, darlin’. Wish I coulda been there for you, maybe knocked some common sense into your idiot boss.” 

“Can I just—can you hug me? I really feel like I need a hug right now.” You weren't sure if that was asking too much of him, considering you didn’t quite know where the two of you stood in terms of what you were to each other, but you had to ask. 

“Sure. Of course I can, c’mere.” Jake opened his arms for you as soon as the words left your mouth, letting you bury yourself against his chest like you’d done it a thousand times before. 

But really, you’d never hugged Jake before. Not like this, at least. A few brief greeting hugs, thank you hugs, celebrating your win at partners beer pong at a barbeque hugs—but you'd never felt so safe in someone’s arms as you felt in Jake’s right now. They were strong, circling around you tightly, one hand smoothing up and down the length of your spine slowly, the other cradling the back of your head. You felt like you could weather a storm and still be okay here. 

He smelled like laundry detergent and musky cologne when you inhaled, strong but somehow still comforting at the same time, and the cotton of his flannel shirt was soft against your cheek. When you were this close to him, you could feel the rise and fall of his chest with every breath he took, the way his breath hitched when you hugged him a little tighter than he’d expected. 

And you could’ve been wrong, but you swore you could feel his heart beating a little too fast. 

“Thank you, Jake. I really needed that.” You sighed, pulling away from him (a little too soon for your liking, if you were being totally honest). “Sorry if it was weird, I just—” 

Jake clicked his tongue, smiling at you warmly. “Don’t be sorry, darlin’, I’m glad I could help. You can hug me anytime, alright?” 

He licked his lips, clearing his throat before speaking again, voice a lot less confident than you’d ever heard it before. His cheeks were tinged pink too, maybe from the heat of the crowded bar. (Or maybe from you.) “And maybe next time you have a bad day, you can call me? We can go out for lunch or somethin’, help get your mind off the shitty things.” 

“You’ll be at work, Jake.” 

“The Navy does give us lunch breaks too, y’know.” He joked, giving your shoulder a gentle nudge. 

“It’s still clear across town. I couldn't.” 

“I’d be there in a heartbeat. I’d even take the damn jet if I had to.” 

You couldn't help but let the corners of your mouth lift up into a shy smile. “Pretty sure that's illegal, Lieutenant.” 

“But would you? Take me up on the lunch date?” Date. He said date. You smiled even bigger because Jake looked nervous, and he never looked nervous. You’d be lying to yourself if you weren’t enjoying the effect you seemed to be having on him right now. 

“I would.” 

“Good. I’m glad.” Jake gathered the beers Penny had set on the bar for him into his hands, shooting you one of those shiny, charming smiles that made you fall for him in the first place as he backpedaled towards the rest of your friends. “Maybe we can do a test run, say…tomorrow, noon? I’ll pick you up.” 

“I’d love that.”

So no, you weren't dating Jake Seresin. But maybe, just maybe, after a few lunch dates, you could be.

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[mycurrentobsessionis]

Just coming to tell you I've been reading your wayhaven takes and they're 10/10 🫶🏼 are you excited about b3? Which route are you going to play first?

Thank you so much <3

I am extraordinarily excited for B3, but I'm not sure which route I'm doing first. Whichever route I am doing is my favorite in the moment lol.

Morgan is my favorite in a way because I feel like we get to go on this self-discovery journey with her. She is clearly puzzled at her own maintained interest, even if the detective turns her down for sex due to having feelings and wanting the sex to mean something. Watching her attempts to justify this as just being down for the chase is really funny. Especially as she grows more attached to the detective. For example, on this playthrough I just completed, I had my detective outright state "I don't want to have sex with you unless it means something." Given that Morgan accepts with a graceful "no big, one-night-stands aren't everyone's thing," you would expect her to either give up or realize that she might have actual feelings for this person. Buuuut she doesn't. She is at least questioning it, though, and I enjoy seeing the dissonance between what she says she wants and how she actually behaves from her perspective.

As for Nat... Well, I'll put it like this. When I was 8, I saw "The Color Purple" for the first time. If you are unfamiliar with the novel or film, it is a coming-of-age story about a young black woman named Celie living in the American South in the early 20th century. Anyway, there is a scene where Shug, a blues singer, is serenading Celie. She makes her way across the tavern as she sings about how resilient and kind Celie is, until she is kneeling in front of the other woman and gently pulling her hands away from her face to reveal this beautiful smile.

I was transfixed by that scene; it was the romantic ideal to me. Someone kind and patient meeting another person where they were at. I see Nat's route as meeting the same ideal. Hers feels the most like soulmates, even though I'm actually not a fan of that trope typically. It's very romantic, and I would 100% read a traditional novel about Nat.

Then there's Farah. As I mentioned above, whoever I'm romancing on a given route becomes I favorite. When I don't play for a while, I tend to gravitate towards Farah. She's a fun, friends-to-lovers, cozy romance. She's straightforward and honest about her feelings. She's the kind of person I would want to date IRL. I made a post a couple of months ago where I talked about Farah as being one of my top three comfort characters. In context of strictly Wayhaven, what makes Farah my favorite is that even when I'm not on her route, she's my favorite character. Not in a "I have to hold myself back from romancing her" kind of way, but in the way that even in the friend route, I absolutely love her. I have a type, and it's straightforward and chaotic.

Now I don't enjoy Ava's route as much for a few reasons. This disappoints me a bit, because there aren't a lot of a-spec ROs in games (I think William from Changeling is the last one I can remember really liking) and I like Ava as a character so much. She's complex and interesting, and I don't mind not having physicality as part of the romance (trust me, as a sex-averse person, I really don't mind). Nor do I take issue with characters being confused about their feelings. But Ava is aware of her feelings and of the Detective's. I know there are reasons as to why she is hesitant to begin a relationship, but her method of push-and-pull is deeply frustrating to me. In-universe, the Detective has even less insight as to why she does this, and in their place I would both feel extremely hurt and probably have given up pursuing anything with her.

This brings us to the LT. Now, generally, I am not a fan of LTs, as I don't like making choices like this in games. They stress me out XD. However, this tends to feel, to me, as the way Ava's romance works the best. If you weren't aware, TWC was originally intended to be a traditional novel series, with the Detective (who I think was orginally named Lauren) in a LT with Nate and Adam. This is why that is the only LT available -- it was central to the original plot. While I think Mishka has done a good job adapting to a different medium and all romances feel canon when it comes to individual playthroughs, I think A's status as 1/2 of a LT kind of lingers in the background on their individual route.

I am currently replaying everyone to have some saves ready and fresh in my mind for B3. I will most likely be on Farah when B3 becomes available, so she'll probably be the first lol.

Anyway, don't know if you have an account on Tumblr or anything, but I'd love to hear your takes too!

[foggyremnant]

We've Staged a Coup

this used to just be tony's blog but we needed a space to sort system thoughts out in a way that helps system members feel less dissociated. or something. so we overthrew him lol

current lineup. this can and will change

cain (she/he): host

izaya (he/they): protector (durarara fictive. reformed...ish)

peter (he/they): caretaker/trauma holder (OC fictive)

celie (she/it/fae): age sliding trauma holder (OC fictive, inner child, age 12-19)

house (he/him): persecutor/addiction holder/[REDACTED] (its fuckin house MD)

tony (he/him): trauma holder (OC fictive)

i consider my system traumagenic but if you're any flavor of "endogenics DNI" i dont even know what to say to you. wtf does that even mean like come on.

why are we having lunatic in-fights? thats exactly what the normiebrains want us to do. get real and go outside

anyway thanks ✌️

[destinyc1020]

I know many see Colman’s mister as not as great as Danny’s but his leans more into the book’s version. Albert transforms into an actual friend of Celie’s. He is there helping her with her shop, bonding over their love of Shug. It was a revelation how much they changed his character in the 1985 version vs the book. He was abusive & horrible but the film left no room for that transformation & awareness until the very end. It shocked me how much he was integrated in Celie’s life at many points in the book where the OG movie had him as an outsider.

Oooof! 🤦🏾‍♀️ Yea...couldn't be me. 🥴

I'm all for forgiveness and mercy and everything, but I'd have to forgive that man and then never have him in my life ever again lol. 😅

It may sound crazy, but I'm actually way more adverse to a man beating up on me to a pulp than him cheating on me tbh. Sex can mean absolutely nothing to men, and doesn't always mean that they even love the woman they're cheating on you with.

But you HIT me???? PHYSICALLY degrade me and beat me like an animal and act like I'm not even worth the common decency of being treated like a human being?

I'd have to suffocate that man with a pillow in his sleep ROTFL! 😅🤣

*Ahem*..... Anyway...where was I? Oh yes, thanks Anon for providing that insight into the 1985 film vs the original book by Alice Walker. That's very interesting, I didn't know that. 🤔

Like I said, I'm all about forgiveness, but whew! Chiiiiile....Idk if I could have that man and I be "friends" after years of ABUSE like that. No way girl....Whew no.... Y'all would see me on the 9 o'clock news! 😅

[gurugirl]

Omg Ms. Guru I just need to say, I love boyfriends BFF but I need them to be together sooooo bad 😩😭 like I hate that he wants to stay with Cely and keeps trying to work things out with her!! lol Even though I kind of get it, I still hate it 😂 mainly because cely is just so rude and petty to our girl y/n 😡 and I want Collin gone too but he doesn’t bother me as much since he’s so dumb and oblivious and just off in his own world not bothering harry and y/n 😂 anyway I can’t wait for the next part (and for harry to break up with Cely 🙂‍↕️🤫)

Oh my goddd! Hahaha! We want them officially together don’t we?? I’m gonna do my best to sway them for you but we’ll see how it goes 🤭🤭

And I think that Harry is hesitant to get rid of Cely bc Y/n is with Colin. And Cely is petty maybe, but she’s knows something’s up. If I were her I’d probably be posting it too 😭

Thank you so much hon! I’m really glad you like their story so far 🥰 and I appreciate your support 💕

Xoxo

[phantomdecibel]

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

“Is there a god of the End?” “Sort of. There’s me.”

“You want us to /kill/ a /god/?” “Not necessarily… just remove her from the equation, by whatever means necessary.”

“Welcome to the End of All Things.

My solace.

…my prison.”

It’s peaceful, isn’t it?

And maddeningly dull.

“People so rarely want to believe the truth.” “And what /is/ the truth?” “That Life needs Death as Death needs Life.”

The back of her cloak was spun from starlight, and waters dark like the void cottoned the inside*.

“They created a way to kill gods – an easier way. It was Integra’s idea, but Constellation chose to take the fall.”

“And in between the *** and *** and tea parties he had forgotten. Forgotten that before she was his friend she was a /god/ - and the gods had condemned his baby (girl) to death.”

“I’m just a man - you can’t seriously expect me to do this!”

“***” Constellation spoke, eyes dead and expression even, as she regailed him with the atrocities his child was destined to commit. The knife she had placed on the table earlier, enchanted strongly so that there was no flesh that would not yield before it, sat heavy in its place.

Angie reached out to push the gift back towards the god he once called his friend. “No,” he pleaded, knowing that with his refusal he would surely die with his child.

Constellation stared back, face finally drooping with emotion. Sadness, maybe even a distant hurt, disappointment, surely, warred in her eyes.

Straightening resolutely from where she had been leaning against the doorframe she strode forward, *** and *** tensing at his back. But Constellation did not reach for the knife, not yet at least, and instead dropped to one knee.

With one hand she caught his retreating wrist, and pressed the knifes handle into his waiting palm. “No!” He exclaimed, trying to pull away, to no avail. Constellation just held him tighter. How could she be so cruel? The knife /burned/. “I told you- I /won’t/, I /can’t/-“

Constellations grip tightened once more, cutting him off, before finally releasing his wrist only to move to force his stiff fingers to curl around the knife handle. Angie could have burst into tears right then and there, when she forced his eyes to meet hers.

“I am not here,” she spoke, slowly and quietly, eyes honest. “To harm your child, or to force you to harm your child.”

“But-“ he gaped, looking down at the knife still in his white knuckled grip. Confident he wouldn’t drop it Constellation let go and backed away to her previous spot by the door. Constellation scoffed, not unkindly, as he struggled to find the words.

“What- you think you need a super fancy enchanted knife to kill a baby?”

“But then- /why/?” (totally wasn’t inspired by just a man–)

Salix had never felt any desire to leave the ground until she met Arceli, who leaned into each gust of wind like it might lift her away and gazed so wistfully up at the stars, and Constellation, who danced so gracefully among them. Suddenly, Salix wanted nothing more than to touch the sky, to help Stella drag ‘Celi up up up into the air, and learn what it was truly like defying gravity.

*The next day*, Salix carved wings of bark and bones and moss, broad things that ***. She grafted them to the skin between her shoulder blades, and they fit like *they were destined to be there/a missing puzzle piece*, snug under her boarskin cloak.

Constellation, who really didn’t want any more work, thanked her anyways.

“My goal is to get kicked out of every inn we stay at,” Kip chirped, feet swinging as the child perched atop Constellation’s shoulders.

“Don’t bother following them- no one makes it out of /there/ alive.” “Ya know, it sounds like a /lot/ of people do, actually. We’re going.”

And Salix fell.

Someone might have screamed her name… but that didn’t matter to her, not in that moment.

Because for a split second, /they/ fell with her.

For a split second, the sky was bright and blue and laughter echoed like bells as wings dragged gracelessly through the clouds in the free fall, and Constellation was only an arm’s length away.

But she is not heartless, and cannot bear to leave a child alone when their only family is dead, and takes the child with her. But no mortal, especially one born of wild magic and ***, is meant to live so long among the throngs of divinity and especially not the work of the Soulrunner, and Kip grows up taunting ghost and jumping head first into spools of wild magic.

Ghosts are spirits or people who’ve wandered through a magic threshold into a place they don’t belong, like a living person into Death or vice versa, into different dimensions, where time is thin, etc.

Idea of crowns-as-a-symbol-of-power origins

“So what have you been up to?” “Oh, you know. ***. ***. Bullying the maneating spirit forest *** for a bit. ***. Normal stuff.”

“… what was that part in the middagain?”

“***?”

“… you know what? Never mind. I don’t wanna know.”

Ever since Kai has known her, which is a while, seeing as she’s his little sisters best friend and maybe more, she has at best looked half asleep. ***. Despite it all, she has also always been /sharp/, from the lines of her fangs in her smile, the analytical way she looked at everyone and everything to the rigid lines of her shoulders. Even the wings of her eyeliner is ***. (Kai had mentioned that last thing to Willow, once. She had said that “Violet wants them long enough to be able to fly away from her problems,” despite having wings and being very capable of flight.) But now, Violet looks more awake than she ever has. It’s odd.

Even Nuoli, who never had to fight through the Sleep, was more awake than ever. (Gods- she really was one of them, wasn’t she?)

And as Arceli stared into her friends blank eyes -

She watched them shatter.

“I can’t remember what colour her eyes were,” Constellation said, bloodless hands numbly griping at her arms as she started to shake. “I can’t remember what colour her eyes were.”

“They’re going to hate you.” “You say that like they don’t already.” “They’ll look at you like you’re a monster if you do this!” “I don’t need to be the hero in anybody’s story - as long as you’ll still love me as the villain.”

“C’mon, Sally!” Arceli laughed, slinging her arms over both of their shoulders and dragging them along. Sam relaxed into the hold as much as she ever did, but Salix remained tense.

“Sally?” She asked, questioning the butchered attempt at her name.

“Yup, s’your nickname!”

“You gave me a nickname?”

“Course I did, dumbass. What you never have a nickname before?”

“O-of course I have!” Salix exclaimed with the tone and intonation of someone who had, in fact, never had a nickname, and barely knew what they were, but didn’t want to admit it.

“Don’t worry about it,” Arceli chuckled fondly, softer than before, as Constellation reached around to pat her on the shoulder. “I’ve got plenty of ideas for ‘ya.”

“Wait- where’s Constellation?” “I - I’m sorry. I could only save one of you… and she didn’t give me the chance to try.” “..?” “To try and save you both.”

mmmmMMMMMM SO MANY GOOD DRAWING OPPORTUNITIES

SO MANY WRITING OPPORTUNITIES

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Here have this sketch of a character not mentioned in this–

having the oc brainrot and intense desire to write and draw but currently unable to do either of those things for another like. two hours aaaaaaa–

[elleroodles]

hi el! 1,248 for the numbers thing? (yes i did have to think about whether that was less than 1,500, don't come for me)

((hi celie!) i just wrote out this post before realizing i never explained what this thing was,, basically i spent a whole lot of my day today reading random scp articles and i wanted to draw some so that’s what the number is for shdggshs. ok now to meet My Child)

celie how did you manage to pick the perfect number out of 1,500?? i have no idea but it’s impressive?? n e ways scp-1248 is essentially an evil walkman which is now one of my favorite things ever. i read the whole file online and some of the side effects of this thing is losing motor skills, the ability to speak, and swapping personalities with someone else in the room (??). some of the recordings used to test this were actually kinda funny but i thought it would be even better if this evil walkman only plays help i’m alive by metric

now i need to explain the roomba,, in the next thing you’ll see i wanted to give scp-1248 the ability to move around (hence the roomba) but then i realized it’s an scp so it still needs to be scary (hence the spikes). also, back to the walkman itself: 1) the file says eric is written on it so hence the eric; 2) i know walkmen (walkpeople?) don’t have speakers but this one is Evil it can do whatever it wants

ok,, this concept is based around my alarm which is look alive, sunshine and me wondering how it would feel to be woken by sentient evil walkman but Dangerous strapped to a roomba,, enjoy

i feel like there’s a lot more i have to say about this fella and some of my other ideas included modern baseball and the tatttb fan club but i shall save those for another day. many thanks for the ask, celie, and being the direct cause of me finding out about the thing that brought me an insurmountable amount of joy today hsgdhsh

[leggomylino]

Update!!

To those of you who have been waiting for an update of Light Switch, you may only have to wait a bit longer! After passively typing up bits and pieces here and there, today I actually cut out a chunk and it should be ready to post sometimes this week. FINALLY!! 💓✊🏻✨😊

Thank you to those of you who have been patient in my elongated semi-haitus, and I hope you continue to stick around and enjoy reading! 사랑해 (I love you) and 감사합니다 (thank you)❣️

[zodiacoracle7]

DJ# 6: Siren

Age: 26 Blood type: A Born: Los Angeles, USA Likes: Electro House, hot dogs  Character Voice: Hideki Tasaka Born and raised in Los Angeles. A somewhat gaudy American who carefully grooms his beard every morning. He wanted to be an actor in Hollywood, but somehow he ended up playing a supporting role in a drama series in Japan. When he is off-set he works at an English school called "DOVA" as a teacher. Siren is quite popular among his students, and on his time off likes to play IIDX at the arcade to relieve stress from his work. He prefers house music, a popular genre in older releases of the game. At home he lives with the lethargic Nix who was dishonorably discharged from the military (What could have happened?) and Eiri, a biker who was traveling around the country and temporarily forced his way into Siren's home. Nix works alongside Siren as an English teacher at "DOVA" while Eiri work's part-time at a gas station. Despite this, neither ever seem to have enough money to pay for their living expenses. Nix tends to waste the air-conditioning and heating systems by using them at all times and Eiri, a gluttonous eater, enjoys buying strange foods to try at home. Despite the stressful home environment, the three are getting used to living together (and possibly getting along?). Siren also has an interest in Japanese history and culture, such as samurai and ninja, and tends to visit cultural museums with Duel. On the occasional day off, he goes to "ROOTS26" to look for clothes but always feels a chill running down his spine as if he is being watched when he is there. During one instance, while discussing with Hihumi about Japanese culture, one of the store clerks (Lilith) with a rabbit in her arms(?) gifted him a homemade jelly with a suspicious color. However, he has no recollection of what happened after eating it and occasionally wonders what could have happened that day.

Conversation dialogue:   ~One day in Tahata, A main street near the arcade in Shogyo~

Celica: Ugh... What should I do...? Erika: I don't know... You just have to try, yeah? Celica: It's now or never I guess. Ah... Siren: Oh, is that...? Celica: Ah- Teacher, good timing! Did you just come back from DOVA? Siren: Yeah. Ah... are you two returning from the arcade? Erika: We tried, Ms. Nyah was beating Mr. Yuz again. Celica: Yeah, pretty much everyone was there. Siren: I wish I could have been there to see that~. Celica: By the way teacher, do you have time right now? Siren: Sure, I was in charge of class until evening today. Celica: Lucky~ Teacher, please teach me English~! Erika: This girl is going to fail her required English credits. Siren: Ah, it's a college class. Celica: That's right. There was a super mean trick test... I have to take a follow-up exam. Siren: Ah, hmm... Let's do it at my place then. Erika: Are you sure...? Aren't you tired from work...? Siren: Nono, if the lady asks, it's alright. Celica: Wow Thank you, Mr. Ren~! Well then, let's go! Siren: Yes, yes you're invited, I'd be happy to help. Erika: Hmm... Ah, Siren, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook dinner today in return for helping Celi. Though I'll need to go shopping first. Siren: Oh-! That would be great! I'm looking forward to it~. Celica: Thanks Eri~! But are you going to be okay by yourself? Erika: Ah, it's okay. I'm sure the arcade would have been a distraction anyways. You go on ahead, you don't have much time. Celica: Uu...... I'll remember this favor... I won't forget this for 3 days~! Farewell...! Erika: Yes, yes. (What a realistic number!) ~20 minutes later at Siren's house~

Siren: (clatter) I'm home. Celica: Good evening. (door closes) Nix, (in a kotatsu): (creeps...) That's...? Eiri: Ah... Celica? Celica: Good evening. Excuse me, I was wondering if Mr. Ren could teach me English. Eiri: Oh, I see. Welcome. Nix: Well, make yourself at home. Do you want to get in the kotatsu? Eiri: Yes, yes! Make yourself at home. Siren: Do... Do you know whose house this is? Nix, Eiri: Tch... Celica: Ahaha... We've both been here for a while now. Sorry, I'll leave you guys alone. Siren: Don't worry about it. Right, we are going to study English seriously now. Both of you, go to the next room, and take the kotatsu with you. Celica: No, it's okay, we can go to the room next door. Sorry for making it feel like I'm kicking you two out. Siren: No can do, you're both in my way. Nix: Ah-, Celica says it's fine so I'll stay put. Hey Celica, do you want some oranges? Celica: It's okay, and don't worry about it. Can I put my things here? Siren: Sure, go ahead... Ah, by the way Nix, aren't you in charge of the evening class for DOVA today...? Nix: (Ack!) Eiri: Skipping. He's skipping today. Nix: Ack! N-No I'm not... See, I have a stomachache... Celica: Oh... You have a stomachache? Then you won't be able to eat Eri's cooking tonight... Siren: Ah, yes, that's right. Nix: Eh- WHAAAT!? ERIKA'S COOKING!? Celica: Huhuhu- It's super yummy~ Eiri: Ah, it's okay, it's okay. I'll just eat his share Siren: That's right, it can't be helped if you have a stomachache. Nix: Oya... Oh..? I was in the kotatsu, and I suddenly feel better? Siren, Eiri, Celica: ............ Wow.

[cheeseceli]

Hi celi! Love ur work soso much, to shy to actually send this to you with my user showing lolll but we have interacted quite a few times and i love love love ur writing 💟 may i Pleaseee request something inspired by rose's number one girl? I like the deep and rather emotional meaning of slowly losing oneself to become someones first Choice ☹️💟 can be whatever genre with whoever you think suits!! Thank you and have an amazing night/day, love you soso much and i hope whats meant for you will come to you quickly!! Sending lots of positive energy xx

Hii, how are you? Although your user didn't show up don't feel embarrassed!! I love those little interactions, really 🙂‍↕️

I'm planning on posting an ot7!Enhypen headcanon today, each member with one of Rose's songs from the new album, and number one girl is included!! It's not exactly how you described but maybe you'd like it anyways :)

Now that you requested it I could write something especially about this song instead of a general headcanon, I'm already trying to think who would fit best lmao. I'll try my best to write and, if you want, I could tag you in it. Just let me know whatever you decide

And thank you so so much for all the love 😭 I hope you have an amazing (rest of) day and an amazing life as well <3

[neitherlightnordark]

[Click...]

CHARA: Testing?

CHARA: Testing. One, two.

CHARA: Greetings.

GASTER: CHARA

GASTER: TESTING SERVES NO PURPOSE

GASTER: WHEN ONE IS RECORDING.

CHARA: Thank you for informing me, Doctor.

CHARA: Does anyone else need to emphasize that they know more than me?

CHARA: Or shall we begin?

GASTER: AH

GASTER: MY APOLOGIES.

GASTER: I WAS PARTICIPATING IN THIS

GASTER: IRONY

GASTER: YOU SPEAK OF.

CHARA: Was that statement also ironic?

GASTER: YES.

CHARA: You're doing great at it, sir.

CHARA: Anyway, today we...

CHARA: Finally begin.

CHARA: ...

[Sixty seconds pass.]

CLAMGIRL: Hmm.

CLAMGIRL: Chara, your aura suggests you are... a little on edge.

CHARA: I’m not on edge. This is how I normally speak. And look.

CLAMGIRL: You are quite excited for this project to begin... are you not?

CHARA: ...Yes. I am excited.

CLAMGIRL: We all are as well! Trust me on this.

CLAMGIRL: Prof. Rhymes and Dr. Bookbird were just talking with me about it, actually-

CLAMGIRL: But it must mean so much to you in particular...

CHARA: Yes.

CHARA: I.

CHARA: Don’t really want to talk about it. Not before we begin.

CHARA: I'm thinking about it too much already. If... if that makes sense.

CLAMGIRL: Oh, yes, I understand!

CLAMGIRL: Thank you for telling me, Chara.

CHARA: Ha ha ha.

CHARA: You’re... welcome, ma'am.

[Sixty seconds pass.]

MYCELIUM: Chara? Would you like a donut before we begin?

CHARA: Oh, um. Sure. Thank you.

MYCELIUM: I didn’t get to tell you during breakfast, but I appreciate the way you’ve tweaked your labcoat.

MYCELIUM: The tie looks quite dapper on you, kiddo.

CHARA, blushing: ...

MYCELIUM: Don’t forget to stand tall!

MYCELIUM: With your confidence, your determination...

MYCELIUM: This experiment will lead all of us to a brighter future.

CHARA: Of course.

[Sixty seconds pass.]

BOOKBIRD: It’s... beautiful.

CHARA: ...

CHARA: ...It is.

BOOKBIRD: Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night,

BOOKBIRD: and wonder how we even made this?

CHARA: ...

CHARA: I don’t really sleep.

CHARA: And we have the blueprints for how we designed it right here-

BOOKBIRD: Pfhahaha...

CHARA: What? Is something funny?

BOOKBIRD: No, no, Chara!

BOOKBIRD: ...You’re a good kid...

CHARA: . . .

[Sixty seconds pass.]

MYCELIUM: Chara, would you like a donut?

CHARA: You already asked me that.

MYCELIUM: Oh, yes, right.

CLAMGIRL: Come, Celi! We must hurry.

MYCELIUM: Correct, correct.

MYCELIUM: Rhymes, we need to go! Would you like a donut-

RHYMES: [Rhymes lays down some mindblowing rhymes about how much they would love a donut, and connect it to how much they appreciate Mycelium's friendship. Trust me.]

MYCELIUM: Aw...

MYCELIUM: Come on, let us hurry!

[Sixty seconds pass.]

CHARA: I have to find someone.

CHARA: Not everyone's here.

GASTER: WE WILL WAIT FOR YOU

GASTER: MY CHILD.

[Sixty seconds pass.]

BOOKBIRD: ...Dr. Gaster?

GASTER: I DON’T NEED TO BE

GASTER: DR. GASTER

GASTER: AROUND YOU,

GASTER: BOOKBIRD.

BOOKBIRD: Would you rather I call you Wingd-

CLAMGIRL: And why not!! It’s so cute!

BOOKBIRD: I’m not calling him that.

WINGDINGS: AND WHY NOT?

WINGDINGS: IT’S SO CUTE :)

RHYMES: [Rhymes says a few lines about profundity versus projectence, and the thin line between.]

BOOKBIRD: But it’s rather the opposite of dignified!

CLAMGIRL: My name is ‘Clamgirl’, Bookbird.

WINGDINGS: I INVITE YOU

WINGDINGS: INTO MY SCIENCE LAB

WINGDINGS: INVITE YOU TO WORK ON A PROJECT

WINGDINGS: NO NAKED EYE OUTSIDE OUR CIRCLE SHALL SEE

WINGDINGS: AND YOU INSULT ME IN SUCH A WAY?

BOOKBIRD: It's not an insult!

WINGDINGS: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME I MAY REFER TO YOU AS?

MYCELIUM: I like... calling them Big Bird.

CLAMGIRL: So do I!

WINGDINGS: ALRIGHT

WINGDINGS: BIG BIRD

WINGDINGS: WHAT WERE YOU SAYING EARLIER?

BIGBIRD: Sir, I think my coworkers are harassing me.

WINGDINGS: WELL

WINGDINGS: THAT IS A VERY SERIOUS ALLEGATION.

WINGDINGS: I WILL LOOK INTO IT RIGHT AWAY.

[Everyone bursts into laughter.]

GASTER: BUT

GASTER: SERIOUSLY.

BOOKBIRD: But seriously.

GASTER: WHAT WERE YOU

GASTER: ABOUT TO SAY?

BOOKBIRD: ...

BOOKBIRD: It can wait, in full...

BOOKBIRD: I would just like to say I’m very excited...

GASTER: AFTER WE HAVE COMPLETED THE FIRST CHAPTER

GASTER: I WILL LISTEN TO YOUR CONCERNS

GASTER: YES, I KNOW THEY ARE CONCERNS, BOOKBIRD

GASTER: I CAN SEE IT ON YOUR FACE

GASTER: ...I HOPE YOU KNOW

GASTER: ALL OF YOU

GASTER: THAT YOU CAN COME TO ME AS EQUALS IF-

CHARA: Here we are!

GONER KID: S-sorry I wasn’t here...

CLAMGIRL: It’s not a problem.

CLAMGIRL: Taking time to complete what you love before moving on to your next activity... is perfectly valid,

CLAMGIRL: especially in the void,

CLAMGIRL: where time as a concept is kind of malleable.

GONER KID: Are we really starting now...?

GASTER: YES

GASTER: WE ARE

GONER KID: O-oh...

RHYMES: [Rhymes pats Goner Kid on the head reassuringly and gives them a donut. The donut is covered in Goner slime.]

GONER KID: [Goner Kid baps Rhymes against the hip with their head in thanks.]

GASTER: THANK YOU, RHYMES.

[Gaster clears his throat, spreading his hands.]

GASTER: AND THANK YOU ALL.

GASTER: THANK YOU

GASTER: FOR WAITING SO LONG.

GASTER: AFTER ALL

GASTER: YOU AND I,

[Gaster looks to Chara.]

GASTER: WE HAVE BOTH BEEN WAITING

GASTER: SUCH A VERY LONG TIME.

[Chara nods slightly. Their hands are balled into fists.]

GASTER: SO TO BE HERE

GASTER: FINALLY

GASTER: ON THE VERGE OF CONNECTION

GASTER: IS

GASTER: QUITE

GASTER: EXCITING.

[The Fun Gang smiles, shuffling a little closer to each other. Gaster smiles back.]

GASTER: I LOOK FORWARD

GASTER: TO CREATING

GASTER: A NEW FUTURE WITH YOU.

[He lifts up his hands, as though drawing back a curtain.]

GASTER: NOW-!

GASTER: SHOW YOURSELF-!

[He claps, and it resounds through the void.]

GASTER: DELTARUNE-!

[The Fountain rumbles.]

[The void itself shivers in anticipation.]

GASTER: ARE WE ALL

GASTER: READY?

ALL, except CHARA: Yes!

CHARA: ...

CHARA: (Are you ready?)

CHARA: (...)

CHARA: (That’s okay.)

CHARA: (You don’t get a choice in the matter.)

CHARA: I’m ready, Doctor.

GASTER: THEN

GASTER: BRING THE SOUL FORWARD,

GASTER: CHARA.

[There is a great sound,]

[like the drawing of a knife,]

[like the lighting of a star.]

[Chara looks down at the red SOUL, holding it tightly in their hand.]

CHARA: (...See you soon.)

[They release the SOUL and watch as it spirals up the FOUNTAIN, making its way to the center.]

GASTER: NOW

GASTER: PLACES, EVERYONE

GASTER: CONNECTION IS

GASTER: MERE MOMENTS AWAY.

[The Fun Gang scatters in all directions.]

[Except for Chara, who lingers at Gaster’s side,]

[and Goner Kid, who is finishing their donut.]

CHARA: Front row seat, huh?

GONER KID: Ha ha. Of course.

GASTER: I HOPE YOU TWO

GASTER: ENJOY THE SHOW.

CHARA: ...

[There is a beat.]

GASTER: ARE YOU

GASTER: THERE?

[Another.]

GASTER: ARE WE

GASTER: CONNECTED?

GASTER: ...

GASTER: EXCELLENT.

GASTER: TRULY

GASTER: EXCELLENT.

GASTER: NOW.

GASTER: WE MAY BEGIN.

-

[Click.]

[chenfleur]

ΒLUΣ MΩΩΠ ☾

Mina whipped her head away from Celine as Lily's figure slipped into her spot infront of the two of them. The girl looked like she was trying to act normal, but Mina didn't like the ghost of a sly smirk that was on her face.

Her eyes widened in surprise, "What're you doing here?" she asked, slightly cringing at how dumb she sounded.

Lily looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Huh? Don't I sit here for lunch?" she deadpanned.

"Yeah, I know that." Mina said, clicking her tongue. "But why are you back here so soon? You were trying on people's necklaces-"

"Uh, because I'm done?" Lily said back.

"What do you mean, you're done?!" Mina exclaimed.

Lily stared at the girl as if she were crazy, shaking her head. "I will never understand you, Mina."

"Anyways," she began, leaning forward on the table with a big grin. "I have good news."

Mina turned around to get a look at the table in the middle of the cafeteria, tilting her head in slight confusion. Instead of being splayed all over the place, laughing and talking like they usually were—they were huddled together closely, hunching forward in their seats—almost just like what the three girls were doing right now.

"Give us the bad news first." Celine groaned, head still on the table.

Her remark caused Lily to frown, "What do you mean 'bad news'? I said I had good news. Where did I say there was bad news?"

Suddenly, Celine sat up straight in her chair, looking way more optimistic than there was before. "So there's no bad news?" she asked, eyes glinting.

Lily shook her head, "Nope."

A loud sigh of relief left Celine's lips, "Thank fucking god," she said, bringing her bottle of water up to her lips to take a sip.

"Will you guys let me say it now?" Lily whined.

Mina nodded her head, ushering the girl to continue. "Go on, Lily. Tell us the good news."

"Yes!" Lily exclaimed. "Well the good news is that- I found your pair, Celi!"

As she said that, a loud, strangled noise ripped through the air. Mina looked at the girl next to her, pursing her lips as she watched her choke on her water—getting deja vu from moments before.

Lily stood up, surprised at her sudden outburst. "Celi, what-"

Celine raised a hand, patting herself on the chest. "No, nope- it's fine- it's fine." she sputtered.

Mina looked at the girl from the corner of her eye. "Tch, only you're stupid enough to choke twice in a row." she said, snickering.

"Shut the fuck up, Mina." Celine whined, lightly smacking her on the back of her head.

"Twice in a row?" Lily asked, confused.

Celine only shook her head, staring at the girl infront of her. "How... did you find my pair? You literally only went up to one table-"

She cut herself off, falling forward and banging her forehead against the table as she pieced two and two together—strings of unintelligible grunts and murmurs came out of her mouth.

"Oh, Celi." Mina said with a frown, feeling bad for the girl.

"W- who is it, Lily?" Celine grumbled quietly, not looking up.

The bell rang right at that moment, indicating the end of lunch. The cafeteria became more chaotic as everyone stood up from their seats, stumbling around to leave for their classes.

"Is it Lee Jeno? Or Zhong Chenle? Or- best case scenario- Renjun?" Mina asked, silently praying on Celine's behalf.

Lily furrowed her eyebrows and scrunched her nose in distaste. "Not the first two. Renjun? Number one, ew. Number two, best case scenario? That defeats the whole purpose."

"Oh." Mina said. "Who, then?"

"Na Jaemin. Who else?"

Mina turned her head towards Celine, who hadn't lifted her head yet. She was 100% she'd heard the words that'd came out of Lily's mouth, yet she hadn't moved.

Mina barely caught the small "fuck" that left her mouth.

1.9 ☾ — tough one to crack

volleyball player!haechan x dancer!oc

summary. - in honour of the blue moon this year, the student parliament decided to hold a blue moon gala for the school. along with that, they created an activity. you pay $1.50 for either a lock or key. each lock and key have a pair with the opposite pendant (you would know if they were your partner if the key can unlock the lock). the person you pair with is your partner for the gala. mina thinks it’s fucking stupid. donghyuck, well—he’s always looking for some excitement in his life—but deep down he just wants someone who doesn’t like him for just his reputation.

taglist. - @oc-helps @jiheonie @philanarose @jiye0n0 @constantlybeingbiaswrecked @softrenjunnie @mark3le @purpleheejin @eboyjuni @ourbeautifulaffair @luvdroids @lokideadontheinside​ @nanamericano​ // lemme know if you’d also like to be added!

a/n. - ok celine arc DONE ONTO THE NEXT

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔. | 𝒏𝑒𝒙𝒕.

𝑏𝒍𝒖𝑒 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒎.𝒍𝑖𝒔𝒕

[openheartthot]

Hey! Thank you for feeding us with spoilers!🥰 Will you post the outfits with the descriptions if it's not too much to ask?☺️

OH3 OUTIFT SPOILERS BELOW!!

okay, so the closet wasn’t fully unlocked in the first chapter. I’m terrible at editing, but I wasn’t doing anything this morning so I just did it anyway. haha pls don’t judge me if they look busted. 

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(Chapter 3) Heroic Measures: Do something super. *Note from Celi: this is for something in the Peds ward (probably with Sienna) 

(Chapter 7) Nothing Ventured: Impress the tech world.

(Chapter 8) On Lockdown: Try something new... and naughty.

(Chapter 10) Sunshine Daydream: Hit the beach in style.

(Chapter 11) Wedding Belle: Fit to tie the knot. (female) Wedding Bells: Fit to tie the knot. (male) *Note from Celi: Ines’s wedding 

(Chapter 12) Live It Up: A fashionable look for a night on the town. [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!] *Note from Celi: This is a night out with Bryce 

(Chapter 14) Certifiably Chic: Your board exam is officially behind you! [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!]

(Chapter 15) Order: Set the right precedent. [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!]

(Chapter 16) Farewell: send off to your residency.

I’ll update with better quality pics when the closet is unlocked in-game lol

[seoafin]

I can totally see Gojo’s eldest daughter treating him like how Hori treats her dad in Horimiya!! Gojo’s daughter NEVER calls Gojo “dad” only Satoru and even when she first learned to talk she never called him “dada”…In fact the first person she called dada? Shoko…Shoko and MC think it's hysterical and Geto thinks it's karma because of how Gojo was such a playboy (*coughs* cheater *coughs*) before he settled down with MC 😂😂😂

In your poly au if MC has kids with Gojo and Geto i could picture Geto being the favorite amongst all the kids and all of them being kind of meh with gojo except maybe the youngest of the Gojo kids and maybe the youngest among geto's lol and gojo's depressed and keeps begging MC to have more kids just so someone actually likes him lol, and yes the thing with his eyes and babies sounds so cute kind of!!

YES

when celi and i were talking about the kids I literally said that hori and her father’s relationship is exactly the same as gojo’s relationship with his daughter 😭😭 (I guess you literally read my mind anon LOL)

all the children love geto so much. that’s their father!!! but gojo???

that’s not their father. that’s an uncle. gojo despairs. riko (the eldest daughter and the only one that inherited limitless and the six eyes) only calls geto ‘papa’ and started calling gojo ‘satoru’ when she was ten lmfao. gojo cried about it. every. single. day. later, she alternates between calling him ‘old man’ and ‘satoru’ and gojo can only wonder where he went wrong.

in fact, all the children call geto ‘papa’ or ‘dad’ but gojo......

the only one that can stand gojo and actually adores him is the youngest girl who calls him papa and clings to him when they go out. since she has a lot of siblings, she’s happy to get one on one time with her dad. gojo gets nervous thinking of her growing up and not needing him anymore. every time his children bully him gojo goes into her room and stays there, after all she’s the only one that ‘appreciates him’

rip!mc or geto have to always pull him out of her room (you can’t live in here, Satoru)

riko tells the youngest daughter to ‘keep him’

the youngest is also the only one that looks like rip!mc and inherits her cursed technique too bc gojo and geto’s genes are stupidly strong....

it’s horrible because both gojo and geto are wrapped around her finger and they always go all out indulging her in whatever she wants. she would be so spoiled if it weren’t for the fact that she also inherited rip!mc’s temperament. thank god for that.

except that she wanted an actual pet panda for her sixth birthday (yaga wouldn’t give her panda)....let’s just say rip!mc put an end to that real quick.

when riko was a baby she probably cried whenever gojo held her. but for papa geto she was always giggling and tugging on his hair with her chubby fingers. i actually really like the idea of riko’s first ‘dada’ being for shoko. so yeah, both gojo and geto were beat by the one and only ieiri shoko!!!!

unfortunately, as gojo is the only one in the world who also has limitless and six eyes, riko is forced to spend time with him. the one and only time they got along was when riko accidentally decimated an entire wing of the house by using purple for the first time. she was trying to get her brothers to stop fighting

anyway after it became clear riko wasn’t going to warm up to gojo, gojo begged rip!mc for another child, and geto wasn’t averse to the idea either. so it took....a couple (a lot) of tries for the youngest.