#but I feel like I unlocked something yaknow

[boydepartment]

Pizza Parlor- Lee Felix: Chapter 3.5

Description: Y/n is a stressed-out college student who has no idea what she is doing with her life. She is always wrapped up in nostalgia and her friends seem to know exactly what they're doing. Feeling insecure one night she decides to go on an old website. Club Penguin. Little does she know; she would encounter a certain penguin who was also having a rough night.

Stray Kids are idols, TXT is not.

Partial smau, mainly written.

Warnings for chapter 3.5: Felix’s POV, cursing.

WC- 400??? back next

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Song for Chapter 3.5: Troublemaker (feat. Flo Rida) – Olly Murs

Chapter 3.5: OH GOD SHE KNOWS ME????? WELL NOT- NOT THAT HE IS ME

After the call Felix walked back to the practice room, he felt giddy. He almost had a little bounce in his step. He was always happy to help a friend in need. Felix couldn’t help replaying when she called him, “baby.” Maybe it was just because he hadn’t had that kind of affection from anyone but his members for the past 4-5 years.

                “Someone is happy.” Seungmin commented. This led to everyone looking at him.

                “What no… I mean yes, I am just so excited to dye my hair tomorrow.” He laughed nervously. Han looked at him with a funny look.

                “At least YOU are excited for the grey hair dye, I wanted blue again but noOooo. I have to go from grey to blond again.” Han laid out on the floor; Chan then got everyone back on topic.

Around the end of practice, Felix’s phone started blowing up. He practically sprinted to it and unlocked his phone.

                “You have to be FUCKING KIDDING ME!” Felix practically whisper-yelled at his phone. He genuinely thought he was in the clear here. What the hell was he supposed to do?? He can’t just TELL y/n he’s THE LEE FELIX. What if she sold him out? I mean yeah, she is so sweet and kind, but he only JUST called her. Maybe he should just delete his existence. That is such a good idea.

Felix went to go to the delete account button, but he stopped himself. He didn’t want this. Felix found himself trying to press it but physically couldn’t make himself. Okay wait, she doesn’t HAVE to know it’s him, people have weird doppelgangers all the time. Okay wait what if he like, made her stop liking them. Okay good plan, good plan.

Felix gave himself a little pat on the back, he really secured this! Packing up his stuff he started heading to the vending machine to get a drink. He was so excited to get home now. He was about pick a drink when someone walked up behind him. "Hey have you been feeling okay mate?" Felix looked up and saw Chan. "Oh yeah! I am doing great! I am just excited to get home and relax yaknow?" Felix said and finally picked a drink. "Is there like a new game out or something?" Chan put his card in to get a drink too. "Nah." Felix smiled to himself, "I have been playing an old game recently though and the community got revived so I guess I have been excited about that. The one Han and I played together a little while ago." Chan let out a hum and picked up his drink, "alright man, have fun!" Felix ended up leaving the JYP building with an actual spring in his step.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Taglist: @bloofairyfox @yellowroses-world @g4m3girl Taglist is always open :) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Authors note: OKAY SO I DID POST TWICE TODAY!!!! I AM SORRY IF ITS ANNOYING EHEHHEHE before I post the next chapter I might write the rest of the "Falling in love with him" mini series I have. I will still keep on track though for chapter 4, I'll post that in like two days hehe. I still CANNOT believe I finished all my math for next week like thats insane. That really does mean more writing and watching movies for me :) I am trying to currently watch all the Harry Potter movies since I have already seen like every Marvel movie like 3 times. ANYWAYS this is getting really long! It is evening for me so rest up my dears or have a good day <3 hugs and kisses -jayjay

[kiwipineappleparasol]

TTYD remake Rambling -- Stuff up until the end of Chapter 2 talked about here

The TTYD remake has so much attention to detail put into it it's crazy… Like, there's the big things to improve the general experience for both newcomers and returning players; the Partner Ring and the new pipe system are much more convenient so far. And the battle tutor toad is great for practicing those tricky Stylish Moves with alot more precision than just going off Eddy's well meaning but ultimately still vague advice, considering some of these timing windows are crazy fast. Or the new partner hint system! I never really got stuck in these games, but I know that it's just a much better mechanic than going allllll the way back to have your future path read if it's something you need. Plus, I love any new dialogue for my little friends, even if they're ordering me about haha.

The layout for everything is so slick now too! And I love the fact you can unlock art and music in the menu by collecting Shine Sprites and Star Pieces -- while already useful in-game, it's just extra incentive to get them. Especially star pieces -- I really wanted to collect them in all these different areas and see the art! And it was sooooo worth it. Concept art for not only the remake, but for the original too. Stuff I've never seen before! Makes me wonder if they got it released just for this remake, yaknow? Just really cool to look through.

I love all the little things too. The new animations of course are obvious, I adore those -- they really add to the personality of the characters. But I also love stuff like how everything in the environment reacts to you, how instead of shaking bushes you crush them, being able to whack literally everyone over the head brings Such Joy …

I think Zess T uses unique cooking utensils for each recipe, which I don't believe was in the original? I think that's so cool ! Like this attention to detail is what I'm talking about. This was a completely frivolous change, but they did it anyways -- and that to me, shows the care put into this.

(Unrelated, but the animation of Mario getting trapped in the bubble in the Boggly Tree is sooooo silly… Pretty sure that was in the original but still. I enjoy Flurrie's personality too -- I never really appreciated it as a kid because I wasn't a fan of her design so I never used her. It's still definitely not my favorite haha, but I could appreciate her more now.)

Also the way they changed the dialogue about the Shadows -- I didn't want to just believe wholeheartedly that they would change the translation, but they actually did here! They didn't do a direct translation of the original Japanese version from my understanding -- opting for Beldam's transphobia to be in how she disregards the sister label but gives a very flimsy excuse for it, when it's obviously out of cruelty -- instead of outright misgendering. But Vivian saying that she just likes it when she's called their sister made me so sad… Vivian you deserve better!!! Another great thing about the new changes: you can whack Beldam over the head all you want in the overworld!

I still can't believe we're in a world where a remake with such care put into it exists for a game I thought would never be ported, let alone treated with such love. And even changing the English Translation regarding Vivian's character? I never in a hundred lifetimes would believe that would happen! It's honestly quite surreal for me.

This feels like such a love letter to the fans of this game, like an early birthday present delivered right to my door. It's honestly hard to describe how much fun I'm having with it and everything I enjoy about it -- I just wanna keep playing, haha. Chapter 3 is when I remember getting really invested in this game as a kid, for various reasons -- so we'll see if I come back for another Ramble then.

Bonus: the scene that my mom kept calling “Flurrie knocking over Mario with her boobs” And wouldn’t stop laughing about

[icharchivist]

I did hear that the OG was a bit obtuse and especially when the world opened up later, you kinda had to talk to every NPC for breadcrumbs leading to your next destination, and I actually love doing that? I love talking to every NPC in a video game! I play Pokémon to go into everyone's houses and talk to them, that's the best part!

Maybe in the Remake they tried to avoid frustrating people by having things be so unclear, but they could've figured out a happy medium. Maybe optional quest markers

The newer Zelda games let you disable quest markers if you love stumbling ass backwards into problems and solutions

We have the technology, is all I'm saying

yeah right!!

Like it's true the OG becomes a bit confusing when you unlock the open world, there's some point where it becomes hard to remember where you're supposed to go, and if you stopped playing in the middle of exploring and forgot what you were doing, you're out of luck! Not to mention also super weird stuff and secret place to unlock some limit breaks (thinking about that one NPC that will give you Aerith's final Limit Breaks after you walked a certain amount of steps with a Materia). that's definitely an issue, but it's also... fun? to have you figure out where to go next by talking with people?

and like, the OG didn't have quest markers or even an easy to use map, so it's kinda confusing yeah, but just adding that would already help a lot without completely cutting down on interreacting with the scenery?

like yeah pretty much, the OG was confusing sure, but in ways that modern technology could help out without removing the detective aspect of trying to talk with people to figure out where you go next.

there HAS to be a middle ground between leaving you fully on your own in the OG and taking your hand on literally everything in the Remake, yaknow?

esp also since the first part of the Remake follows the one "linear" portion of the game where you mostly have to go from one map to another without specifically having any way to leave the area you need to stay in.

Like the Shinra building is normally kind of one puzzle or detective work by floor in order to unlock the key to unlock the next floor, so all of them come with the aspect of letting you discover each floors.

in the remake it's really just going from one quest marker to the other instead, and every exploration bits are instead replaced with cutscenes that tells you straight up what to do and it's just.... why... where is the interactive aspect of it...

idk it feels frustrating, and if it happened only for one or two quests it's whatever, but at this point it's been systematic and anything that's supposed to feel like something you worked for in the OG ends up just.... well. being hand held instead through everything. Once or twice is fine, but when it's all the time it's just. man what the point.

i miss the OG 😔

[ultimatepieceofshit]

Cuz uh

Is it true that anything can be art?

[emdotcom]

I'm so mad. I had a dream about going to a bakery and buying cool breads and stuff, and now I wake up and can't eat any of it.

[xbunnybunz]

Flowers Between Ribs [Sans x Reader]

Summary: Papyrus is cooking downstairs and Sans is asleep. Of course, you would take this opportunity to stick flowers in his ribs... You did not know he was sensitive there.

Genre: Fluff

Date: July 21, 2016

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It was an unusually peaceful day. A comfortable yet rare silence had settled in the humble abode of two skeleton brothers, which was usually bustling with noise and strange misendeavours. The sun was just starting to set, and the hues in the sky cast their light into the house. Gradients of the fading twilight slipped past the curtains and washed over the room, bathing it in it’s palette of orange, pink and purple watercolor.

You would soon attribute the odd spell of quiet with the absence of a certain boisterous skeleton-

“SANS, WE HAVE RETURNED WITH THE INGREDIENTS FOR DINNER!” Papyrus kicked the door open, almost sending it off of its hinges.

The door bounced off of the wall with a splintering ‘CRACK,’ and would’ve slammed back into Papyrus’s armful of groceries if you hadn’t jammed it open with your foot.

Whew, that was a close one. There were eggs in there.

“AND I BROUGHT A GUEST! (Y/N) IS STAYING FOR DINNER AGAIN TONIGHT!”

You poked a head around Papyrus’s towering frame and peeked inside the familiar house. As always, it was relatively clean, leave for a sock in the corner. (Which was bombarded with sticky-notes.) You visited Papyrus and Sans on a regular basis, and knew this place better than the back of your hand. Scanning the room, you realized that something was missing- or, to be specific, someone.

“Hey Papyrus, do you know where Sans is?” You ask as you shift the brown bags in your arms, and walk towards the kitchen. Papyrus follows close behind, scanning the room as well.

“WELL, IF HE ISN’T IN THE LIVINGROOM, HE MUST BE SLEEPING UPSTAIRS.” Papyrus set the bags down on the counter and placed his hands on his hips, “THAT PILE OF LAZYBONES.”

You chuckled and plopped your share of groceries on the counter as well, snatching a particularly light paper bag off the table. “I’ll go wake him up, then! You better get started on cooking Pappy!”

“AH , YES. I SHALL BEGIN CREATING MY WONDROUS SPAGHETTI! HM, SHALL I USE GLITTER GLUE OR PUFFY STICKERS TODAY?” Papyrus thought out loud to himself.

As you slipped out the door, you couldn’t help but shudder at the skeleton’s strange sense of taste.

Sure, Papyrus may be sweet, but unfortunately that didn’t make his cooking any more palatable than a third grader’s macaroni-and-glitter art project.

Still, you were kind of thankful he sucked at cooking- it was what strengthened your bond with the brothers so much. Whenever you were free, you’d come by their place and give Papyrus some cooking tips (“GEE (Y/N), THAT MAKES QUITE A LOT OF SENSE. I THOUGHT THAT WHEN PASTA CAUGHT ON FIRE, IT MEANT IT WAS SPICY; ISN’T THAT WHAT THE COMMERCIALS MEAN BY ‘FIERY HOT?’”) while also preparing nice meal for the three of you. Of course, you’d leave room for one or two bites of Papyrus’s self-proclaimed “MASTERPIECE SPAGHETTI, NYEHEHEH!” which seemed to satisfy everyone.

With the bag delicately pressed to your chest, you tiptoed quietly upstairs toward Sans’s room, faintly hearing the telltale signs of light snoring. Luckily, he had left his bedroom door slightly ajar and unlocked, making your job a lot easier. (You knew Sans couldn’t be awakened by the mere sounds of knocking, and you didn’t have the adequate tools to lockpick.

(NOT THAT YOU LOCKPICKED.))

You shouldered his door open quietly and were greeted with the sight of his room- something people could politely describe as… organized chaos. It wasn’t often that you came up to Sans’s room. Perhaps you’ve been in and out of here once or twice when you were sleeping over and needed extra pillows, but that was done rather quickly.

You never really paid attention to anything (except for the odd flashlight-lamp-contraption on his dresser.) Taking a closer look at the room now, you notice many odds and ends you're surprised you didn't spot before. A dusty treadmill, heaps of clothes and stray socks littering the floor- and… A hurricane of a mess. Literally.

Typical Sans.

Stepping over the oddities strewn across the bedroom floor, you make your way over to a sleeping Sans, peacefully snoozing away while sprawled on his back. The corner of your lips quirk up a bit further upon hearing the faint clanging of pots and pans downstairs, along with the occasional “NYEHEHEH!”and you figure Papyrus  is entertaining himself: you'd let Sans catch z’s for just a little longer.

You plop down next to Sans’s bed and rest an arm on the edge of the mattress, propping your head up on it. Your eyes latch onto his chest, rising up and down at a slow and steady pace. No nightmares this time, huh? You let out a small exhale and give the sleeping monster a small lopsided smile.

Despite his endless slew of lame jokes and easygoing attitude, you knew Sans always had a torrential wave of thoughts consuming his mind- in both sleep and his waking hours. At one point, you had gotten worried enough about his worsening eyebags and asked if he was alright, only to receive a broad and somewhat conventional reply. You begrudgingly changed topics, taking the hint- but pressed him for answers once Papyrus called you up begging for help at 7AM on a Saturday.

You had dashed over there with a bad case of bedhead and mismatching socks, assuming the worst- only to arrive and find Papyrus in desperate need to use the only bathroom in the house- which Sans had fallen asleep in while brushing his teeth. “no need to get so pee-ved, can’t a guy get some bath-room to himself for a bit, heh?” “Sans,” You huffed “Look, we can tell something is bothering you- and it must be pretty bad, to lose sleep over.” He shifted from one slipper-clad foot to another, eyes darting away from you.

No response.

You sigh and place a hand gently on his arm, furrowing your brows at him. “You don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, but take care of yourself, okay? We can’t have you injured for small things that could’ve been helped, yaknow?” Sans chuckled and lightened up considerably as Papyrus came out of the bathroom, looking much more calm.

“hey, eye’m bagging you to let this go, (Y/N).”

“SANS!“

And that concluded your semi-serious conversation about Sans’s health. You knew Sans was only avoiding a direct answer to save you and Papyrus the trouble of being worried, but there was a nagging feeling in your mind that there was something more than that. Something that he was… Protecting you two from?

Your eyes travel from his rising chest to his ivory face, completely relaxed despite the constant grin that was plastered from cheek to cheek.

From afar the bony surface seemed flawless and smooth, but up close you could spot small imperfections. Chips on the surface, tiny indentations, ridges and occasional scratches decorated his face, and you found yourself struggling to keep your hands to yourself. It was strange how these small markings could be argued to be unattractive- but to you, be so entrancingly unique and beautiful.

It made Sans who he was.

Your stare catches on parts of his exposed lower ribs, a result of his white shirt and unzipped blue jacket riding up during his tossing and turning.

Your cheeks betray you and flush a deep red rivaling Papyrus’s cape, and you hurriedly avert your gaze elsewhere. It was then that you remembered what you had brought into the room with you, and an idea popped into your mind.

Smiling coyly, you pick your head up and dig a hand into the brown paper bag, careful to subdue any obnoxious crinkling. You pull out your hand. In between your pointer finger and your thumb was a dainty little flower with vibrantly colored petals and a thick, robust stem.

After you had gone grocery shopping with Papyrus, you spotted a flower vending cart next to the park you two passed to go home, covered from wheel to canopy with beautiful, multicolored flowers of all variety.

“GO AHEAD, HUMAN. I SEE YOU HAVE TAKEN A LIKING TO THE PRETTY WEEDS.”

Papyrus gestured for you to go with a wide and genuine smile, but you were too busy cringing at the unintentional jab to really notice.

“I SHALL WAIT FOR YOU HERE UNTIL YOU HAVE FINISHED LOOKING! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM EXCELLENT AT WAITING! AMONG OTHER THINGS OF COURSE.” You wondered if bringing up the incident where he could barely wait for the bathroom would be appropriate, but bit your tongue.

Instead, you tossed him a grateful smile and went to pick out a handful of snipped daisies, bluebells, bleeding hearts and carnations.

Chuckling at the memory, you twirled the powder pink carnation between your fingers and eye Sans’s uncovered ribs. You honestly had no idea what to do with the snippets of flowers, and had only bought them in the spur of the moment. But now, you had an idea Would he feel it? He was asleep… This could be payback for that time he stacked ritz crackers on your forehead as you napped on the couch- needless to say you got a faceful of saltine cookies once you awoke. (“aw, come’on (Y/N), don’t be mad! I’m crackerin’ up over here!”)

Carefully, you slipped the smooth, dark green stem of the carnation between his second to last rib. Seeing that it stayed put, you felt a burst of happiness and immediately worked to place as many as you could in the exposed expanse of his bones.

Selecting a line of deep red bleeding hearts, you nestled those on the innermost part of his fourth to last rib. A cute daisy followed, placed snugly next to the bleeding hearts. You decorate his outer false ribs with baby blue bluebells and tuck some red carnations comfortably against the tip of his Xiphoid Process, grinning to yourself. Lines of fresh white daises and bleeding hearts dangle from his floating ribs, and you can’t help but admire your handiwork. The vividly colored flora somehow both complimented and contrasted perfectly against Sans’s milky white bones, framing the already strong and alluring structure with a collection of complimentary daisies and bluebells, gradiented red and pink carnations, and elegant yet sharply colored bleeding hearts.

After a few moments, you catch yourself staring and shake yourself out of your stupor. Glancing inside the brown paper bag, you are confronted with one more healthy-looking daisy sitting alone at the bottom. Removing it from its confines, you stare blankly at the garden in Sans’s ribs, wondering where to put the final flower.

Finally, you decide to place it with the other daises, but- Accidentally, your fingertips brush along Sans’s costal cartilage, and static shoots up your arm.

Oh, geez.

He was unexpectedly warm for a skeleton, and insanely smooth.

Your hand instinctively draws back as you sharply inhale, eyes darting up to Sans’s face. Fortunately, he was still asleep- although a strange bluish hue had dusted his cheeks. There was no way...

Was he… Enjoying that?

A shiver travels up your spine as you hear him give an almost inaudible but throaty groan, and you press your fingers to your lips. You didn’t ever really have a chance to find out what monster anatomy was like- but it was rather odd to you that ribs of all places could be a potential erogenous zone. Slowly, you lower them back onto the same spot and wrap the pads of your fingers around the bone, giving a longer, harder rub.

The response is immediate. Phalanges curl into the bedcovers and metacarpals twist into bedsheets.

Sans arches his back with a whimper and brings his ribs into your palms, reminding you of lesser dog and his keening.

Except this one moans.

Sans unconsciously bucks into your hand and gives a crescendo of a guttural moan, sending your heartbeat sailing and skin crawling. Your head whips towards the bedroom door to make sure Papyrus hadn’t heard and come up to check on you, and once you were in the clear, you yanked  your hand away despite the tingling in your fingertips that urged you on.

Well, attempted to. Your eyes widened into saucers when you feel boney fingers- the same ones that were grappling at the bed a few seconds earlier- wrap themselves around your wrist and hold you in place- if not pulling you closer.

Sans gazed at you with one half lidded eye, a lazy but knowing smile licking at his usual cheesy grin. “mornin’.” You gulped and flushed red. Caught. “I-It’s more night than morning, but…” Your eyes followed his gaze to the small flower show in his ribs, and when you glanced back at you with a grin and a raised eyebrow, your blush reached the tip of your ears.

“I-“ You rushed to explain yourself, but found yourself tripping over your own words, “T-The flowers looked pretty and- and your bones were there and i thought it'd look good and alsobeacuseoftheritzcrackersthing-“ You visibly deflate with  complete and utter embarrassment, wishing you could either turn sink between the wooden floor boards or turn into one of the many heaps of clothing on his floor.

“it’s kind of like a garden.” Sans smiled at you, his long fingers still wrapped firmly around your wrist.

You mutely nodded, avoiding his gaze.

“the only thing im missing are butterflies in my stomach, but you already give me those.”

Your breath catches in your throat at the comment, and your pupils rapidly dart to-and-fro, intensely staring at anything BUT Sans. Ohgoshthiswasembarassingwhydidyouthinkitwouldbeagoodideaatall-

“hey”

You feel the metacarpals around your arm pull you forward so you were practically on the bed with Sans. Before you could part your lips to protest, another set of fingers brushed along the breadth of your jawline and firmly but gently grasped your chin and turned you to face him.

“look at me.”

He was so close- maybe just a little more and- Sans plucked the daisy you forgot you were holding from your hands, tucking it into your hair.

“don’t think I don’t know what you were doing, kid.” Sans chuckled mischeviously, the laughter coming from deep within his chest. Maybe it was just your imagination, but was his left eye glowing cyan…?

“I, uh-“

“(Y/N)!” A loud voice called from downstairs, “THE PASTA WAS COOKING TOO SLOWLY SO I PUT CANDLES IN THE POT TO MAKE MORE FIRE INSIDE.” Silence follows. “THE CANDLES HAVE DISAPPEARED.” More silence. “I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL MAKE ANOTHER BATCH!”

As you opened your mouth to respond, Sans stopped you with a finger to your lips. “let’s finish what you started, hm? you might wanna keep quiet."

His eye flared

"my room's right above the kitchen."

[khorren]

During Kensi's time in the Underworld between 1090AE and 1328AE she served as a Rift Warden and later as Reaper of the Forgotten Vale after becoming an Eternal Servant of Grenth so she could protect her family. After Zhaitan's defeat she rejoined the Fae family in Tyria, this time as a Revenant. Blessed with the brute strength of a warrior and the ability to channel spirits and legends from her ritualist training, she could continue serving her kin.

With Grenth and the other Gods leaving Tyria and the Mists, Kensi was unsure where this left her. She didn't feel the call to the Hall of Chains like other powerful followers of Grenth did for reasons unknown to her, thus saving her life.

Despite Dhuum now being sealed with truly unbreakable bonds by Desmina and a plucky team of raiders, it was agreed that new Reapers should be assigned to the Hall of Chains and the Underworld, so Kensi was tasked with searching for new powerful magic users to be bound to Desmina and the Hall. Her journey is ongoing.

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So I recently unlocked the seven reapers gloves and a seven reapers staff and wanted to do something with them. Kensi's got her pact with Grenth (Short version: Send unworthy people to be judged in return for always protecting the Fae family from needless deaths) so it felt right giving her the stuff. She's buddy buddy with Ridley for being a Mist-hopper, and Ruby for being a half-sister and knower of all things Grenth-y. Also yaknow, both being 300ish years old. Ridley’s searching for her purpose and past, and Kensi tags along looking for powerful people looking to be something more important.

[eldritchsurveys]

800.

Have you ever left your front door unlocked all night? >> Most likely not, since Sparrow usually checks to make sure it’s locked at some point before going to bed. If it were solely up to me, there probably would be a couple of times that it ended up left unlocked just because I’d forget to check it. To be fair, for all my annoyance at living in this complex, it’s pretty crime-free.

Do you prefer cold or warm weather? >> I prefer warm weather.

The last advertisement you saw: What was it advertising? >> I don’t remember, because I don’t pay attention to advertising -- it kind of just goes in one ear and out the other. I have no choice but to be exposed to it, ubiquitous as it is, but I don’t have to focus on it.

Do you prefer bar or liquid soap? >> Bar soap for showering, liquid soap for hand-washing.

Do you wear any perfumes / colognes on a regular basis? >> No, I have one roll-on oil that I wear when going out but “going out” is not a common event these days, yaknow.

Do you have high or low self esteem levels? >> My self-conception varies. Which is better than it used to be -- at least variation allows for days when I don’t feel like total shit about myself, unlike before.

When was the last time you listened to a song on repeat? What was the song? >> A few weeks ago, and the song was You Ain’t Coming Back by Zeal & Ardor.

How do you feel about being in the house alone? >> I love being in the house alone, it’s so comfortable and relaxing for me.

What was the last compliment you received? >> I don’t remember.

Do you like mint or orange flavored chocolate? >> Mint-flavoured, sure. I don’t know about orange-flavoured, that always threw me off conceptually so I never tried it.

How often do you get spots? Like, pimples? >> Infrequently.

Do you believe that when your ears burn someone is talking about you? >> Well, my ears never burn, so does that mean no one is ever talking about me? Seems unlikely.

Are you a good host when visitors come over or do you wish they’d leave? >> Visitors don’t come over, so I don’t ever have to worry about shoving aside my need to exist freely in my own space.

When was the last time you burnt your mouth from eating something too hot? >> About a week ago. Burritos are great for this, lmao. -__-’

What is your favorite foreign language to listen to? (In music or speech) >> I don’t have a favourite. I like listening to any language.

Do you prefer instrumental songs or ones with lyrics? >> Most of the songs I listen to have lyrics, but there are plenty of songs I love that don’t.

Name something simple that makes you happy. >> Seeing a flower I’ve never seen before while out on a walk.

What is your favorite instrument to listen to? >> How could I possibly choose... besides, it’s usually the interaction between multiple instruments that I really love.

Pick one: Books, movies or music? >> Why would I ever do that.

Do you carry a bag around with you often? What does it look like? >> I avoid carrying anything with me as often as possible. When I do have to carry a bag, it’s usually my black tote bag with a red futhark pattern on it.

Do you like your natural hair color? >> It’s fine.

Do you delete your emails / texts often? >> Yeah, I’m really diligent about keeping my email inbox organised and as empty as possible.

What was the last book you read about? >> The last book I finished was a series of stories, some of which were connected (I think some say all of them are connected? but I’m not sure I see it). The first few of them were mindfucky horror stories, and then it kind of slides into some romance-y stuff and I think the last couple of stories are just straight-up slice-of-life/romance type fare. I say “I think” because I got like 3 pages into the first of those stories and was like “okay no this isn’t what I’m here for, I think I’m done with this book now”.

What color are the walls in the room you’re in? This is the question of the week. <-- for real...

Did you dress up last Halloween? As what? >> I did dress up, but not in the Halloween-costume sense -- I wore a very pretty outfit because we were in New Orleans and even just dressing up goth-style is still in the spirit of the holiday. I did want to dress up in a costume, but I couldn’t find one to wear (and I didn’t have the time or focus to, like, make one up).

Do you have any old friends who you still kinda speak to but it’s awkward? >> No.

Name one of your favorite memories. >> I went to see Steve Vai in concert during the peak of my obsession with him and on the last song (which was my favourite of his) he winked at me whilst playing his guitar with his tongue.

Are you a polite person? >> I don’t really know, since it’s not a priority of mine or anything. I’m not particularly rude, but I also don’t go out of my way to perform various little social niceties and things that people of certain cultural persuasions (Midwesterners, for example) would consider “polite”. So some people think me rude because of that. Personally, I figure as long as I’m treating people with basic respect and dignity, I’m all right.

When was the last time you used a quote from a movie in real life? >> I don’t remember.

Have you ever used a chat-up line that actually worked? >> No, I don’t use those.

Can you put your legs behind your head? >> Nope.

Do you forget things easily? >> Not usually, but it happens on occasion. Like putting something down while distracted and then immediately forgetting where I put it.

The last song you listened to: Did it have a male or female vocalist? >> Baroness has a male vocalist.

Is the heating on in your house currently? >> Nope, although ngl, this morning I almost wished it was. Almost.

Do you often find toothpaste too minty? >> I guess some brands would strike me that way. Not the kind I use.

Have you ever had braces? Do you need them? >> No and no.

Are you a subscriber to any magazines? Which? >> Yeah, GameInformer through my GameStop rewards program membership. I kind of just got used to getting the magazines so I keep my membership even though I rarely buy anything at GameStop.

What does your voice sound like? (Loud, quiet, high pitched, etc) >> Lower-pitched and quieter than most people’s (I know this because I’m constantly being asked to repeat myself and also am often overridden in group conversations unless I put some bass in my voice and project it halfway ‘cross the damn room).

[gayspock]

dont rb, dont rply

having another fucking crisis at 4am . scream-crying into pillows bc im lonely. throwing up over breakdowns. whats new in the world.  whats new. i think i want to try and drown myself in the bathtub maybe and see if that unlocks some new fucking emotion. like its ironic!!!! ironic becoming sick of the monotony has become part of the monotony. fucking getting so agitated u try and freak out on purpose, on the whim that at least it will be a Different Flavour of Upset..... yet eve that becomes part of the normal..... like im..... okay............. i feel myself fucking losing my fucking Mind once more it appears. it so seems perhaps. i fucking cant take it maybe. yet again so funnily enough.i know damn well nobody not even myself has taken me seriously for years by this Point & i can pledge suicide all i wish but we all know the truth is that i end up having a panic attack last second bc im too pussy and then end up. right back where i started having breakdown after breakdown. writing stupid shite in notebooks and on here in an attempt to find some fucking catharsis but ultimately ending back to the cycle of almost but haha unless as i fucking lose all sense of it AGAIN and AGAIN and for YEARS and for YEARS . i still have old writing  and shit somewhere the same fucking sobbing nonsense abt how i cant take it any more and its all years old shit freom back when i was 14 abt how i dont want to do it any more, abt how i couldnt take it any more, how it had been YEARS then and its just more and more years now and more and more shitty situation how it doesnt get better how ive just been even more of a failure how ive fucked up everything even more how im ALONE even more now how  ive done nothing in the years since but grow more numb and more upset and more tired in ways i was so scared of becoming and then i get back to the god. why dont u kill urself shite again why cant you just fucking quit it and its all such pathetic bullshite yaknow just hot air coming out of some stupid cunt thats like. sustaining so much trouble off of a very simple reality which is “it really would just be better off if you were dead, bro”  rather than making everyone sick and tired of it, rather than CONTINUING to be just a nuisance to everyone, rather than continuing to just fucking make yourself even more miserable and endure all of this when nothings ever going to be worth it especially not hehe YOU, but no im quite frankly full of myself nad have to keep fucking twisting it . have to keeep fucking clinging onto the hope that someday someone or something might save me and maybe i DID have some worth after all even though i know i dont i know i really really dont and its a hard dont  but im being a fucking baby because despite it being a hard dont i just dont want it you know i dont want to keep thinking about how its all just That. its all just that and its all always just that and im sick of fucking. hearing some shit sometimes with regards to it and its like. the cycle of [redacted] shit kicks in , getting infuriated with yourself in longwinded arguments ,  and its all so laden with stupid hypocrisy and garbage and layers upon layers of fucking . self-absorbed  discourse with my own stupid self thats all spaghetti like yet ive covered all of it ive went round and round and round for, again, years and YEARS and again its all so fucking stupid because . i dont know i think. im a little. its very patronising when people try to say certain things and i Shant be too much of a little brat about it im going to shut my yap Again but also i SHANT shant because god if it isnt . nightmarish like YOU know the. YOU know what i mean god Fuck man i hate. the whole idea that its irrational sometimes i hate the way its just. but i really need to Shut up        i think because . literally dont i ever tire of running my mouth potentially not i think but you know the vibe of. what else. you know. like. you run out of everything like what else why dont i just fucking fuck it all up and set it all ablaze which is ahorrendously edgy thought that ive not entertained in a while because im not 16 any more but its very enticing each time you meet the end of the rope (or, rather: realise you were in a haze again, and youve just been here the whole FUCKING time- AGAIN!) that it would be nice to just fuck it all up, the very pathetic scraps you have left for yourself, like just fucking torch the maybe not  bridges but the excuses for bridges that you have like just rip apart the very tiny pathetic remnants of YOU because wouldnt that just be .... something. you knoww. at least SOMETHING. after having clung onto them to the point wherte youre sick and you hate them and you hate yourself for how the most you can ever muster is still so fucking alarmingly pathetic that it just makes you so angry and upset u just want to burn it all down because you dont want to cope with it any more. do you know what i mean. i wish it wasnt like that sometimes i wish i could do something right and i wish there was one thing that i could manage that i was genuinely happy with but it appears this train of thought has reminded me once moreof the Bottom line which is ultimately it all just makes me so fucking miserbalee and i dont want to be alive very very much i think because im never going to be enough for anyone ever and  i dont know whyor whats wrong with me or why i cant do anyhting fucking right but i cant and im so so sick of trying im so so sick of JUST being a fucking failure and having nothing else to hold onto but some . pathetic manufactured pipedream that maybe one day i wont be a fail at something and maybe one day i might do something right that wont make me burst into tears like thats supposed to be a comforting notion in any regard like thats the only fucking thing i have to cling to well i dont fucking want to GOD fuck shit 

[hyunjins-wife]

|Stars|A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario

OKKKKKKK SO THIS ONE IS ABOUT MY BABE THE ULTIMATE CUTIE😍😍😍😍

Word count: 1,918

Requested: sorta

A pirate au!

Ok so you had been on your own for a long time

You had been left out in the streets at age 3 when your parents couldn’t take care of you anymore 

So you had grown up on your own and learned how to live by yourself

You had lived in a little sea port town for a while

You worked at a pub that normally would house sailors and other seamen of noble cause

But there was always the occasional pirate crew that would stumble in 

They were normally already drunk and would come asking for more

Working in the pub was difficult but you enjoyed having something to do

You were always rather lonely and the lively pub was always fun to be in

You had been working one afternoon when word drifted in that a pirate crew had docked

You were ecstatic because you loved serving pirates

The stories they told always amazed you

You had always dreamed of being a pirate

To be free and out in the ocean without a care in the world 

So you started to get anxious 

Hoping that they came by for a drink

A couple hours later your prayer was answered

Several men came in shouting about the pirates

They were telling everyone to be prepared

And a couples minutes later the door burst open

And in came a crew of nine pirates

You immediately recognized them as the crew of the Stray Kid

An infamous pirate ship that sent fear through anyone that layed an eye on it

You were the only server working that day so once they sat down you walked over to get their order

You greeted them and asked what they’d like

They all went around and said their orders 

You were turning to go to the bar when a group of men started yelling for you a couple of tables over

You said you’d be back with the drinks as quickly as possible

You walked over to the table to see what the group of men needed

What you didn’t expect was to be grabbed and thrown into one of their laps

You struggled for a minute before he finally let you go

But he still had a firm grip on your wrist

They were cat calling and hitting on you trying to get you to leave with them

Which you were not

You looked around in a panic terrified of what could happen

“I suggest you let her go before you start a fight you know you can’t win”

You turned around to see one of the pirates standing there behind you

He was glaring at the man who was holding you wrist

He let you go though and the pirate grabbed your other arm and drug you back to their table

He sat you down in a chair and kneeled in front of you

He asked to check your wrist and you allowed it

It was bruised and hurting pretty bad

“It’ll probably be a good idea to put ice on it”

“Thank you but I’m ok really. And thank you for getting me away from them you didn’t have to do that”

And with that you stood up to go and finally get their drinks

You had come out of the back with a tray of nine drinks

You were about to the table when the other group of men from before stood up

They made their way towards you with out your notice

You were grabbed around the waist and yanked back

You dropped your tray and the drinks went everywhere 

But that didn’t matter at the moment

What mattered was you were being drug out of the pub

You were kicking and screaming trying to get free 

But they wouldn’t let you go

Before they could get you out the door the the pirate crew had stood up and made their way towards you

The crew surrounded the group of men and they all had their swords drawn 

The captain took a step forward and told them to drop you 

They did as told and you were dropped

But before you could even right yourself you were grabbed by one of the pirates and thrown over his shoulder

You got really light headed and ended up passing out

When you woke up the first thing you noticed was you were moving

The second thing was you were in a hammock

And that you were in a ship

You shot up and fell out of the hammock 

You got up and ran for a set of stair that took you up

You were guessing to the top deck

When you opened the hatch you were met with blinding sunlight

When your eyes adjusted you realized that you were on a ship

In the middle of the ocean

You got up the rest of the stairs and just stood there for a moment before someone took notice of you

You saw one of the boys walk toward you

“Hi I’m Felix. Glad to see your awake. C’mon I’ll take you to see Chan he’ll answer all of your questions”

So you went and saw Chan the captain of the boat

You found out that they had taken you to the boat and left the town

He said you could stay with them because it wasn’t safe to stay in that town

They had heard that it was going to be raided soon

So you were now officially a pirate

weird I know right

So Chan called for someone to come and show you around get you some clothes and stuff like that

Yaknow to help you settle

When said person walked in you were taken aback

He was probably the most attractive person you had ever seen 

“This is Hyunjin. He is the most trust worthy when it comes to things like this”

You introduced yourself and followed him out

He took you to a room below the deck with two beds

“This is my room. I currently don’t share with anyone it’s the the only bed that’s open so I hope you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine thank you”

Right as you finished saying that the door burst open

Two boys tumbled in and grabbed your arms

They pulled you out yelling about how they were going to help you find clothes

They drug you into a different room and threw open the closet in the corner

They were pulling out clothes left and right

They finally stopped and turned to you

They handed you several articles of clothing and told you to try those

“Oh by the way I’m Jisung”

“And I’m Felix”

“Thank you”

And with that you turned and left back to your own room

You walked in without much thought

But you ended up tripping over your own two feet

But before you could hit the ground you were caught 

You looked up to see Hyunjin looking at you with bright red cheeks

They most likely matched yours too

“Sorry I’m a bit clumsy at times”

“It’s fine. Are you ok though?”

“Yeah yeah I’m good”

You stood awkwardly for a moment before he walked out saying he would watch the door while you changed

You stood for a moment trying to catch your breath

This pirate boy had already caught your heart

He was cute and nice and ughhhhh

You thought about how to approach the new feelings you developed 

And you decided to ignore them

They’ll go away eventually 

Right??

wrong

So you put the new clothes on and surprisingly they fit you perfect

It was a classic pirate type of outfit

And white shirt that was flowy and big

Tight black pants 

And leather knee high boots

You looked at the mirror on the back of the door and admired how the clothes complimented you

You were finally going to be a pirate

You opened the door to see Hyunjin and Felix standing waiting on you

“Come on lets go up top. It’s time to formally introduce you”

You followed behind Hyunjin and walked up to the deck

The others boys were standing waiting on you

Chan waited until you were standing on the deck to start talking

“Welcome to the crew of the Stray Kid. These are the boys. Woojin, Minho, Changbin, you already met Hyunjin, Jisung, and Felix. Then there’s Seungmin and Jeongin. We are pleased to have you on board and now apart of the crew”

You introduced yourself and then followed Chan to the steering wheel thing 

He started talking about what jobs you could do and who you could do them with

Most of them were boring 

But one did catch your attention

Star mapping

Basically you would stay up some nights and track where you were by the stars

“I think I would like that one”

“Well I guess your in luck because that’s Hyunjin specialty”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t think I haven’t caught the looks you two throw at each other. Your both smitten”

“I don’t know what your talking about”

“Sureeee. Anyways. HYUJIN COME HERE”

He came up to us asking what Chan needed

“They want to help you with the mapping so now you have a partner”

“Ok follow me then”

You followed Hyunjin down to our room where pulled out a box

Inside were maps of the stars

“These are the maps they tell you where you are depending on what stars you can see”

And so you started to learn how to read them

You caught on really fats and really enjoyed it

The nights you would stay up were always fun and filled with laughs and sneaking food from the kitchen

You ended up being best friends a

and those feelings you wanted to push down 

Yeah they just grew

You were in love

But you had no clue what to do

So you asked probably the worst people for advice

Jisung and Felix

You had caught them in the kitchen and asked them for advice

To which they just screamed and ran out

You followed trying to stop them but alas you were too late

By the time you got to them they were with Hyunjin 

So you did the only thing yo i could think of

You ran

You ended up in your shared room 

You locked the door and put your back against it

You tried to keep it together but ended up sobbing

You were screwed

You really liked him but you knew he wouldn’t like you

I mean why would he

You were brought out of your thoughts with a knock on the door 

“Hey open the door. I just want to talk to you”

It was Hyunjin 

You didn’t answer him you just sat there not really wanting to face him

You could hear him sit down and put his back against the door like you had

“Hey if you won’t open the door just listen ok. There’s no point in being upset. I do really like you. You are my partner in crime and if I didn’t have you at night I’d probably go insane. So please open the door”

You stood up and unlocked the door

It swung open to a puffy eyed Hyunjin

“I care bout you probably more than you think”

And with that he wrapped his arms around you

Your head buried in his chest

And you knew that you were exactly where you wanted to be

AND THERE IT IS LOVLIES I ALREADY HAVE THE AUSSIE LINE ONE SO BE READY- Kenah<3

Masterlist

[yourjughead]

Wrong Side of the Tracks pt.7

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 

Jughead x Reader

A/N: Yup, you read that right, part 7 of my first fic. I decided to resurrected the dead fic and give it a proper burial. Please dont judge me too harsly if you go back and read this from the start.

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“Hey Kit, everything alright?” Rodger stepped inside after you opened the door, looking around your little home for signs of danger.

“Yeah everything is okay” “Whats with the bits of china all over the carpet?” “Oh you know, Ryan came over, i did some redecorating” you attempted a smile and Rodger believed it.

“I was just checking in, listen I just thought you should know that FP Jones’ kid is kicking around lately, just don't want you to be caught off guard” too late you thought.

“Oh thanks, I’m trying to move on with my life and besides it was FP not his kid who...who yaknow” he nodded knowingly before stretching.

“That's very honorable Kitten, lots wouldn't feel the same” you shrugged your shoulders.

“Well ill be off, take care of yourself Kit” he kissed the top of your head and ducked back out into the day. The air returned to your lungs and you could breathe again.

“He's gone Jug”

“Bit late for him to be telling you about me” his attempt at a joke was met with a roll of your eyes.

“It's time for you to go Jug, seriously this time”

“Yn, you know if I could take back what my dad did i would right? Please don't be another person to blame me for something he did” “Jug, I don't blame you for what your dad did but-but right now everytime i look at you it hurts” you looked at your destroyed carpet, Jug sympathetically nodded before going to retrieve his things.

“Bye yn” he kissed your cheek before unlocking the door.

“Wait Jug!” he immediately looked at you hopefully.

“Please stay away from Ryan, he’s just working to hurt you, please”

“I’ll try yn” he went to kiss your cheek again but you turned your head so he met your lips instead. You wrapped your arms around his neck to kiss him harder before breaking away from him with tears in your eyes. You then pushed him backwards out of your house and closed the door. For the second time that day you collapsed onto the carpet and just sobbed.

~

For the next two weeks you tried your absolute best to avoid the entire group, Cheryl adopting you under her wing instead, much to Jugheads discomfort. This meant you had the attention of the entire football team instead of just Jugheads and Archies. Jughead spent the two weeks investigating into your father's death. Not much had turned up but it seemed to him that his dad didn't have too much involvement. He tried to tell you his findings but found it especially difficult to break through the barricade of jocks protecting you. The bus stop you often found yourselves talking for ages was now just left to Jughead, you electing to take your motorbike instead. Eventually Jughead did the same. You both no longer sat together in class, your new friends insisting you sit with them. He and Betty had laid and truce and he had decided to leave your night together a secret.

“Yn? Psst yn” he whispered between the books in the library to you on the otherside of the shelf.

“What Jughead?” “My dad didnt kill yours” your face completely dropped, that is not what you expected him to say. You scoffed at him before moving down the line of books.

“No  seriously yn, i think he was framed” he followed you along. “Leave it alone Jughead, you're just hurting me” “That's the last thing I want to do yn but-”

“Then stop doing it!” you bit through a whisper before turning your back to the shelf. Jughead decided to change tactics.

“Ill just go talk to Ryan then but if you get a chance, read these” you pretended to ignore him as he placed a file on the bookshelf and he stormed off.

~

Jughead waited till he got Ryan alone outside the Whyte Wrym, he figured if the place around him was crawling with Serpents, the ex-Eagle wouldn't immediately pounce. He was mistaken.

“Listen Ryan i need to talk to you” “Sure dude whatever you need” he smiled before taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Cut the crap Ryan, i know your last name isn't Colt, its yln and you're yns brother, i know all about your mom and the Eagles and our dads and their altercations” Ryans eyes darkened, he puffed out a toxic smoke cloud and unleashed a spine shivering grin.

“Oh you silly Serpent” he dropped the cigarette and instantly pushed against Jughead, withdrawing a knife and pressing it against his throat, pushing him deeper down the side alley.

“Ryan! It wasn't my dad!” Jughead attempted to breath out.

“Don't let your final words be that of ignorance Jones. I'm going to enjoy this” and his smile certainly led Jughead to believe that.

“No really, it was your mom! She wanted the insurance money!” it was getting harder for Jughead to breath with the knife being pressed against his skin harder. Suddenly the pressure was completely released and Ryan was hurled back to the ground

“RY STOP! HE'S TELLING THE TRUTH!”

“Yn?” Jugheads words were breathless as he hunched over clutching his throat.

“Yn get out of here, this is Serpent territory and Im on business!” Ryan jumped back from the ground and you stepped in front of Jughead.

“No Ryan, he's telling the truth, it all checks out, read for yourself” you tossed him the file Jughead had left you earlier.

“How did you know we were here?”

“Pinged your phone” you looked down at your feet at Jugheads question while Ryan furiously flicked through the file.

“No no no it was FP, it has to have been” “Ryan, please trust me. You want to be there for me again? Now's your chance, it was mom who botched the deal on purpose.” your own voice was shaky as you went to your brothers side, carefully taking the knife from him. Ryan was hyperventilating as the very tall boy clawed out for you until you were enveloped in a hug.  Jughead felt like he just took a complete wrecking ball to your lives.

“Jug? Ryan? Where are you guys?” you could all here Tall Boy calling out, jughead immediately pulling you from ryan pushing you behind some bins.

“Here Tall Boy, just strolling around” “Ah right well, we have reports there's an Eagle around, check it out for me?” jughead nodded for the both boys as Ryan was faced away to shield his red eyes. Tall Boy gave them a smile before returning back inside.

“It's time to move on with our lives Ry”

“Youre right Kitten, it's going to take some time. But sorry i nearly killed you there Jughead” ryan put out his hand to shake Jugheads and he happily took it,

“Ah, happens to the best of it” the three of you had a little laugh before Ryan left you both alone deciding he needed a strong drink.

“So...still hurts to look at me?” “Not in the way it did Jug, in a way that Im sorry” “I would say sorry to you too but then you'll hit me” “Well, welcome to the wrong side of the tracks Jones” you both connected lips and for the first time in a while you both felt safe and like everything would be fine.

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Xx Chrissy (Or should i say Teehee, remember those days)

[icharchivist]

cries think I made my ask too long so like half of it got deleted bc I typed it right into the askbox. anyways. I come bearing a3 thoughts! at first i was gonna watch the spring/summer and autumn/winter ones and then give my thoughts on both but. turns out i had too many thoughts lol? which i shouldve expected but i actually kind of... got bored by the first two chapters of this event! so i skipped and went to the stranger. and then went back. (1/?)

and then i got to like "tsuzuru and kazunari are having a fight?" and jumped on that like a starving wolf bc helllll yeah! i rly adored kazunari in sardine search, i think he was great! hes just so nice and has good vibes. he and taichi are kind of similar i feel? but i think their respective ages contribute to a lot of difference in their characters. why does it feel like this askbox limit personally wants me dead. (2/?)

anyways! i rly enjoyed the improv scene devolving to a real fight. admittedly i was kinda surprised that the content of that improv wasnt rly too similar to their actual fight? like normally a3 has the story of the play run parallel to like the actual real character drama so i thought the improv might function as the play in this event... it was still good tho. the scene i mean. (3/?)

also i rly liked tenma ragging on them afterwards. like he was mean but. first i adore tenma. second he just felt like. a different meddling type to muku lol? like the vibes he gave me were always like... im going to be a considerate leader and watch out for the ppl under me! therefore im gonna make sure theyre doing fine! aggressively. i think tenmas also just like a friendly person who likes to take care of others in general? like im not saying hes omi or anything but just like. (4/?)

that time he offers his car ride to juza so they can go to school together like hes surprisingly open compared to his initial prickliness. also ive got thoughts abt the tenma juza SSR conversation thing i read. one day ill make a tenma and juza fic and complete a trifecta haha... but thats something for another day! back to the actual story. the way tsuzuru dives right in after kazunari! that was so nice. like its easy to see how much they care abt each other. (5/?)

to the point where like even while theyre fighting theyre like angry but still like fairly quiet bc i think theyre both at least trying to be considerate of each other. ah the moment kazunari didnt respond to tsuzuru trying to talk to him i KNEW he was sick tho. felt proud of myself for calling that one but also the reason i knew is bc i have used the "character being sick during an argument causing them both to make up with each other" trope myself before so uh. like recognizes like haha. (6/?)

anyways the cg there was fuckin beautiful like kazunari looks so sad in the middle bit but then u see his shy smile? like hes sick but hes also like. happy to be there. idk. lovely. i adore kazu i think hes just deeply sweet to other people. tsuzuru telling him "you make everyone around you feel as bright and cheery as the things you design” is so wonderful too (7/?)

now im thinking. ah tsuzuru probably feels quite drained after a script and such (i know i am when i finish any piece--its like the emotions just rush out of me) so i like to think that like yknow. kazunari dropping by his room or whatever helps him set himself back to normal! but also when tsuzurus like oh u left ur magazines here! i suddenly remembered. wait shit kazunari and tsuzuru arent even roommates. wonder how much they bother masumi lmaooo. anyways overall very good story! (8/?)

some more thoughts: itaru and citron were so cute in this event! just like. citron saying itaru winking makes his heart skip a beat and itaru quoting citrons wrong sayings (which. i am also guilty of today i told my brother "we'll jump that bridge when we cross it" so) also i love how yuki is like "thank god i wasnt partnered with that hack" but like. yuki. u could literally just not talk about him. like its so funny to me yuki is like wow i hate tenma but he wont shut up abt him haha (9/?)

i also was a lil taken aback at hearing itaru go "for the lulz" tbh... like it fits him. but im mad it fits him? anywaysss thats all i had for this one! im gonna watch autumn/winter and go say my thoughts on that soon. sorry the ask was so broken up, idk what happened!

OLA FRIEND! Glad to see your thoughts again omg :3c

tho omg the fact tumblr deleted it all + the ask limit was all so evil D: poor friend.

I'm putting my answer under a read more because. Well. *waves hand* it got long.

The non-play events can be perhaps a little harder to get into because unlike the plays events that you start with a clear idea of at least the main plot (re: "they are preparing a play, i know the leads so i know who it will focus on"), non-plays events take a little longer to first set up what event they're participating in, how to prepare for it, and then bring up the conflict and which characters are going to have something to do with said conflict. So i can understand that they're a little harder to get into when we know the plays awaits.

On top of that, the first few events still were a bit tame because since it was early when the app released, i think they didn't go too heavy at once in case some people were still stuck on earlier chapters (esp since especially Winter is hard to unlock)

ANYWAY glad that it sucked you in on the second read :3c

So glad you were invested in that conflict!

Totally agreeing with you about Kazunari, and very good point about Taichi as well! they aren't the Puppy Pair for nothing :'D (Yuki took one look at both of them together and just Knew. His suffering knows no end (lovingly)). But yeah i think they have a lot in common, they both are the really bright and friendly figure, both also started in overcompensating a bit because both wanted to be popular in some ways.

But we do have, on one hand, Kazunari who wanted that rather late in his life while Taichi always thrived for that, the fact Kazunari made friends easily and it's just that he was scared of getting to the next level, while Taichi always struggled with this quest for popularity. In a way too both of them were at least scared to share a part of them, Kazunari worrying to show his thoughts, and Taichi being a spy and all of that... which impacts them really differently considering the guilt it puts on Taichi. And then you add their age into the mix, especially the fact Kazu is the oldest of his troupe and Taichi the youngest of his, it makes them fairly similar all while being fairly different.

both are so interesting to me and i love them bothhh, so it's always nice to see them have focus.

admittedly i was kinda surprised that the content of that improv wasnt rly too similar to their actual fight? like normally a3 has the story of the play run parallel to like the actual real character drama so i thought the improv might function as the play in this event

i love how you are seeing the patterns a3 tends to do it's so neat!

It's true the fight isn't really similar to their actual fight, though i do love that they had "swapped" their personality for the act and ended up insulting each other for theirr swapped personality. Like, Kazunari insulted part of himself in Tsuzuru's character and Tsuzuru did the same?? and then the fight escalated and the way Kazunari broke character hurts bc it's really that Tsuzuru hit where it hurts. But yeah it still wasn't too relevent to their actual fight, though i think the thing is that their fight was as such mostly because they tend to clash often due to their personalities rather than just this singular reason why, so to have the play go more "it's their personalities the problem" kinda hurt lol. But yeah still agreed that it didn't reflect much on the plot itself

I was rereading the improv bit to answer correctly and man since we're going to talk about Tenma next, i just. Love that when Kazunari, breaking character, his eyes sad, tells Tsuzuru "you have no rights talking to me like that..." it then cuts on Tenma being upset. Bc like. Exactly like you say, he wants to look out for the people under him. and like. Kazunari is his friend. A friend he also snapped at once and insulted for being who he was, so he probably could have relived a bit of his fight with Kazunari seeing those two fights; Except that now Kazunari is one of his closest friend and he doesn't like that.

Also like. It was also because he could still hide under the plot of the improv but it's so rare, and it never happened before that point, that Kazunari stands for himself in a "the way you treat me is unfair"? Like again re: his fight with Tenma, when Tenma snapped at him, while Tenma was unfair with him, Kazunari took the blame, called himself annoying and all yaknow?

The fact Kazunari is starting to accept that he can take more place for himself is something the whole Summer Troupe have been trying to help him work on, but especially Tenma. Tenma is always there trying to push Kazunari to say what he means, to express his feelings, to stop hiding.

And for once, Kazunari does that in front of everyone... and it's because he's breaking because of his fight with Tsuzuru.

I think Tenma probably felt it was even more of a reason to get involved like, this is the thing he's been working on with Kazunari about, and now he's being all hurt about it, not on Tenma's watch!

And i totally agree with your take on Tenma! (and would LOVE to read the Tenma and Juza fic once you get to it :3c). I think, Tenma is really caring and is trying to take a place as a caretaker and all, but unlike Omi, he has absolutely no reference for it.

Omi is the eldest of multiple brothers and everything indicates his parents have always been lovely to him. Add to it how he ended up leader of a delinquent crew he was clearly looking after, Omi has a history of taking care of people, of nurturing them, and he knows what he's doing. Meanwhile Tenma grew up on TV sets, mostly surrounded by adults and not by people his age, mostly getting advice from being ordered around by directors i think. And his parents are distant, hyperfocused on their job, not really nursing with him. So Tenma meanwhile really didn't have a family emotional support and was in situation where he couldn't befriend other kids his age. His only reference was probably Igawa (his agent) and i think for a long time he didn't exactly see it, and Igawa remained mostly professional so there was probably the idea of it not being sincere? That Tenma had to grow out of.

So like, they're both extremely nurturing and caring, but my point is that Omi has experiences in it and is at ease with it, while Tenma has been so alone and in places were he had no support system that even if he wants to support others, he still struggles with how to do it because he has no set exemple. And that's his development in the main story arc, to learn from how Izumi shows she cares in order to care back at them all.

Like i mean the way Tenma yelled at them about their mistakes at first feel like he would have picked it up from some directors on TV set yaknow? Probably hearing them say that with no consequences on others actors, seeing it worked, didn't think "that's an abuse of power and the actors probably all think badly of their director for that" but "wow that works", tried it on his troupesmates and realized this is... not how that works. And it's spending time watching how Izumi encourages them that have him fix his way to approach it.

So yeah i got lost too into it but like. I feel you on Tenma i love him so much and i love his development so to see him get pissed and involved there? was really nice. even if he was aggressive about it. He's still learning.

ANYWAY back to Tsuzuru and Kazunari, totally agree with what you say next. They still care a lot about each other and yeah they're at a point where this consideration they have for each other make their anger more quiet than trying to attack one another (Banri could NEVER-). so yeah totally agree with you!

DLKFJDLKF i LOVE the reasoning on "recognizing that Kazunari was sick". Your writer's powers making you see through... *coughs* unlike Tsuzuru....

AND YEAH ALL YOU SAY ABOUT THE CG.. YEAH. Kinda crying thinking about it again now LDKJFLKDJF It's just. Everything about it is so soft and tender. The things Tsuzuru tells Kazunari are soo so sweet sobs. They're just adorable i love those kids. and also i feel you for Kazu he's just that great huh?

The whole set up about Kazu dropping by his room is so so cute! I love it! Like probably the very first time Tsuzuru braces himself because "oh no i'm not in the mood to stand mister hyperenergy himself" but Kazunari quickly adjust his energy so that Tsuzuru can just recharge without being overwhelmed. Yes it would drive Masumi completely nuts. Which i think is a plus for Tsuzuru like, hey, if Masumi gets annoyed once in a while it's a win. But yeah also i think that Tsuzuru and Kazunari should really have the Artistic Soldiarity of Students in Art school Probably Working Until Very Late To Complete Their Projects. Would love if at the end Tsuzuru gave it back yaknow?

but yeah their story was really nice i'm so glad you liked it! :D

oh god yeah Itaru and Citron were SO cute in it too, i also love the comments Citron makes about Itaru's winks. Just there flirting in front of everyone like those two embarrassing friends huh. (probably with Muku being all starry eyes considering he greatly admires both Itaru and Citron and, well, Romance.). And yeah i love how Itaru ends up so much into Citron's rhythm (and this idiom you said? is glorious actually, 10 points for you)

DLKFJDLKF what a call out toward Yuki. "yes i hate Tenma,no i won't shut up about him, also if YOU say you hate Tenma i'm going to stab you with my needles, have a nice fucking day.". I love their dynamics so much aha

And yeah Itaru is there cursing us the whole time with the fact he's the greatest nerd ever and it fits him perfectly. It makes me laugh so hard.

Thank you so much for having shared your thoughts there! it's always a blast to read through them and i dearly enjoyed it! (+ it makes me relive the event a little and it makes me soft!)

I'm so glad you enjoyed it! So glad you had so many thoughts about all of this, what a blast.

thank you for sharing, and looking forward the Autumn/Winter reactions :3c

Take care!

[catboy-syrup]

*pulls up google doc* THANK YOU I’VE BEEN NEEDING A REASON TO TALK ABOUT IT, STRAP IN CAUSE THIS IS GONNA BE ALOT

so basically the way You’d start this route is pretty simple, I’m still not sure where you’d find it, but basically you’d find something written by lancer saying that he “hopes to be as strong as Susie one day” cause Yaknow, he thinks she’s coolant stuff, reading this would then unlock the option to have lancer be apart off your party instead being in your inventory, the route then only technically starts when you split off from Ralsei and Susie, leaving you and Lancer alone.

You equip and item to Lancer that basically unlocked a new attack/spell for him called “Parathrash” (which is suppose to be a mix of Paralyze and Thrash). You know how King Spade has that mouth in his stomach that that can spew out a whip type thing or whatever? That’s what the attack would kinda look like, and what the attack would do is paralyze the enemy in place, upon using this attack for the first time, Lancer would ask you why you had him do that, in which you tell him “I want to help you get as strong as Susie”, a conversation like this plays out kinda.

Lancer: Kris… why’d you have me do that?

[I was curious as to what it was]

❤️ [I want to help you get as strong as Susie]

Lancer: wh- hey! That was suppose to be a secret, how’d you find out?

Lancer: … oh well, it doesn’t really matter I guess, if you want to help me get as strong as Susie, is this really the right way to do it?

❤️ [yes]

[no]

Lancer: well… alright! If you say so! Lead the way to strength Kris!

In which the route would start, it would play out very similarly to snowgrave, where you go around ‘killing’ (paralyzing) enemies, eventually getting another item that makes it so lancer gains exp/lv from every enemy he paralyzes. Though of course, slowly he becomes for unsure of this being ok, eventually having this conversation play out

Lancer: Kris, I’m kinda starting to feel bad about all this, I mean yeah, Susie and I used to thrash enemies all the time but… this is different.

Lancer: I mean, whenever me and Susie thrashed and enemy, they’d eventually get back up and start moving around again, but… these once, aren’t moving, or blinking.

Lancer: Are you sure we should be doing this? I mean, why are we even doing this?

❤️ [To help you get as strong as Susie]

[… Cause I want to]

Lancer: Right, Right, um… well if you’re really sure Kris, then as long as they’ll eventually get up again, then I can, continue doing this, I guess.

Lancer: (I really do hope they’ll start moving again but, I have a feeling they won’t…]

And then you’d continue the route as a usual, and eventually get another item that unlocks a new attack called “PetraMemor” (which is suppose to be a mix between the root word ‘Petra’ Which means rock, and the root word Memor, which mean remembering)

And then you’d reach the dramatic scene where you use the attack, but instead of Berdly, it’s Roulxs, who while denying it, was becoming increasingly worried about Lancer due to what he’s heard has been happening in the cyber world, and was hoping Kris, Susie, and Ralsei were keeping him safe, thus, this interaction insues.

Roulxs: Ist sweareth, this place is beginning to feel empterst, thine might it’s even- wait, Lancer, Kris?! Oh heveanst, thine wast getting worriede about thou. Lancer, I requeste that you followeth thine, before-…. Lancer, art thine listeninge?

Lancer: oh, oh Kris, another enemy! can I thrash them? Can I?

Roulxs: L-lancer, art thine alrighte? Hast thou forgotteth what thine own ‘lesser father’ looketh like?!

Lancer: W-wait, Lesser dad? Ooooh yeah! I forgot! Sorry, me and Kris were busy um… getting stronger

Roulxs: getting Strongere? Why dost thou needith strength?! What purpose wouldst there be?

❤️ [proceed]

[He wanted to be as strong as Susie]

Roulxs: w, wh, what, I- Lancer, answer me rightith now, what is thine talking about?! What dost this ‘proceed’ mean?

Lancer: …

Roulxs: … Lancer, Steppeth away from Kris, as your guardian, I mustith protecte thee from parels and dangers.

Roulxs: and I do believe Kris ist becominge to muchith of a danger for thou

Lancer: w-wait, Lesser dad, please, you don’t wanna do this!

You then enter a fight with Roulxs. Once the PetraMemor attack/spell is available, like in snowgrave, you’d have to be persistent with it, as Lancer will be hesitant, basically begging you not you do this as he ‘doesn’t want to hurt lesser dad’ and ‘maybe we should spare him, please?’ Until finally he gives in, but only under the circumstances that “as long as it doesn’t hurt him, I guess I’ll try to do it, I don’t even know if it’ll work though”.

Upon performing the attack, lancer is pulled forward as severel different spade whips come out of his stomach mouth, before stricking down unto Roulxs who reasonably looks terrified. The screen turns white for a moment, before we see them again after the battle, lancer is nearly laying in the ground shaking and holding his stomach while Kris appears to have been knocked down just momentarily. Lancer will then start complaining about how his whole body hurts, and will ask kris is Roulxs is ok. No matter what you answer, Lancer will simply stand up, before limping away, saying that he’s tired and wants to go home to take a nap.

And right where Roulxs was standing, is a stone statue, or at least, what left of what. It appears to be broken into several peices, to the point of which you’d probably be unable to fix it. With even the head being cracked in half. The face is almost unrecognizable and featureless, due to it being split completely in half, but it’s still recognizable as a face of pure shock and terror.

The rest of the game would play out as normal to the snowgrave route almost.

Upon entering castle town, you see that Roulxs is missing, no one seems to have really noticed, except you hear someone say that they were worried for lancer, and they saw him running to the castle hugging himself nervously.

Lancers room will be completely inaccessible, with a sign on it that say “sleeping, do not disturb. - signed, Lancer” in more messy hand writing than usual.

When talking to King Spade in this route, he asks to talk with Kris alone, and once alone, immediately starts accusing Kris of doing something, saying that lancer actually came crying to him about how he didn’t have a lesser dad anymore. He’ll ask what you did to both Roulxs and Lancer, in which again, no matter what you reply with, the answer will be relatively the same.

This route would also trigger a path that causes Susie to become more suspicious and distant from kris, as Lancer’s change in energy and personality only happened after the two split away from Kris and Lancer, thinking that you might’ve played a part in this.

That’s all I really have so far odhfohfofhfojfl sorry for talking so much I just have a lot figured out about the au. The current name for the au is the PetraMemor route, not sure if I’ll keep the name, but Yaknow

So like, I’ve been seeing a lot of snowgrave au’s, both serious and joke, and since I have a monkey see monkey do type thing, my brain went “HEY WHAT IF SNOWGRAVE BUT WITH L A N C E R”, like, not even as a joke au but as a serious one, and like,,,,,,, I know I shouldn’t and I kinda don’t want to (mostly cause it’d probably be really fucking hard), but it’s really Tempting and my brain has already started thinking of how it would go and stuff and like,,, I did not what to make it but my brain already put it into motion so now I’m making it against my own will

With that being said I’m still a clueless bitch on some parts of the au so suggestions are welcome

[icharchivist]

i try not to get worked up when people don’t like my fav characters because i know that on top of me being really forgiving in term of how much a character can do for me to be pissed at them, i also tend to be driven toward more morally questionable characters especially if they did pretty fucked up things to get there. I find those stories fascinating. But even so in general i do my best to be understanding and not think too much about it.

.... but i’m thinking too much about it, so sorry rant under the cut about what a friend told me about Banri that has been working me up all day

one of the friend i dragged into a//3 who told me initially that she liked Banri fine, started to send me messages about Banri like “oh i’m sure this guy would bully Misumi” and i was so????? Like what the fuck??? i know at this point she only watched the anime but...??????

Banri only ever show overprotection over the summer kids. He genuinely cares for them and act as a protector to them, more explicitly so with Yuki and Kumon, even Muku if we take the coin talks, and he is on a set of mutual respect with Tenma. 

I think my friend is jumping to conclusion because of the way Banri treated Juza, but that doesn’t mean “he’s a bully and just want to bully people”, Juza represented something for Banri and this is this something that Banri was attacking. Juza was the first time Banri felt an ongoing thrill since a long long time. His portrait establish that Banri felt dead inside unless he was in a thrill of a fight, and even there it ended quick because he would always win - and Juza being stronger meant that this thrill and battle kept going until after the fight was over. And Banri didn’t know how to interpret that thrill and just thought he had to defeat Juza, until finally he realized he was better growing along with people at Mankai and that he could find his thrill in a place that was neither self destructive nor destructive of others.

His bullying of Juza was more the result of his frustration around what was essentially a depressive mental state, and trying to process this frustration until he could find an alternative, not because he considered Juza weird or that he had to be punished for being outside the norms.

And yeah it sucks that he took it all out on Juza especially since Juza has a history of people always targeting him and attacking him, i’m not saying his actions toward him were okay and i’m not even arguing it wasn’t bullying in some sort, but that doesn’t mean that Banri gets a kick from humiliating people, especially not more “vulnerable” people. He’s shown, on the contrary, to be extremely protective with them. And especially now that Banri found the thrill of a passion that makes him feel alive, and that he’s since shown himself to seek to understand people more and connect with them, i feel that on the contrary seeing them all being so passionate about something is something Banri would want to protect. Imo his speech with Yuki in Into the Night really sums it up.

But i know my friend only watched the anime but it still. rubs me the wrong way, like i did try to nudge by pointing out little details building up to that (mainly that Banri was upset the costumes were destroyed NOT because of the issues with the play but because “who the fuck would destroy Yuki’s hardwork?”. Yuki and Banri’s friendship is really one of my fav dynamic and it is here so early on...) but there’s little i can do without being overbearing and imposing my opinion on her which i do not want to do.

I know my friend has a very hard time with bully types of character and tbh i did tell her originally that i expected her to dislike Banri, so when she told me she liked him it came as a surprise to me.... but now she talks about it a little more and i feel like she’s trying to make him more of a bully in her head than he actually is and it works me up so bad. If she just disliked him, fine, but i don’t like the idea of twisting his character into someone worse than he is just to justify this feeling that is perfectly reasonable to have without having to blow it out of proportion.

She got into the game recently to try to see the stuff the anime cut and she’s waiting until she unlocked the whole story, after which i’ll send her the Act 1 events, and i just hope Into the Night will change her mind on Banri, if not making him likeable to her, just... just not having to make me read that Banri would bully any of the summer kids ever again yaknow?

Especially now right before icwtn that i still haven’t read but i’m pretty sure Banri is supposed to play a teacher who is supposed to help Misumi as a student? so i feel like if a Banri&Misumi is going to be explored there it will continue with the trend of Banri being protective with the Summer kids.

Banri is a character i really love, he’s very high in my top, though i remain aware of the fact the way he treated Juza can really rub people the wrong way.... but i find it disheartening that a character with much more facets of himself is defined by actions that are from a time he was lashing out due to being in a bad mental space. But re: first paragraph i guess. :/

if anything though it kinda makes me feel bad that i got her into it...? tbf it’s not like i told her she HAD to get into it, i think i told her in passing when i got into it two years ago telling her i love it, then it’s mostly that she follows me on twitter so she sees the stuff i post about it there... idk it rubs me the wrong way dkfldjf Like thankfully others people i dragged into a3 have had delightful takes about it and i loved to talk about it with them

this one specifically just kinda makes me hella sad because i don’t want to be forcing my opinion on her either and there’s a line between “i know more stories than you” and just “you’re wrong about how you feel” that can be blurry and i really don’t want to cross it.

And it’s also another layer of meh because it’s not like i liked Banri strongly on my first read either but the moment he realized he liked theater is when i started to genuinely enjoy him and put stuff back into perspective and idk i guess i just. feel sad it’s not that easy for others i guess?

And i’m just kjdhfjd also anxious because yeah so far she just watched the anime and there’s a few things she said about some chara i don’t specifically vibe with (like she finds Sakuya super boring D: my son......) and i get more anxious with the stories to come and well. If you know me you know what i can be really anxious about.