#but HAHAHAHA THE BUILDUP REALLY WORKS

[fwoopersongs]

Reminds me of this particular cover of the song 想着你的感觉 (how it feels to miss you): 

每一次我走近 Every time I approach, 总是那么悄悄地 it's always so secretly, 不敢使你讶异 not daring to surprise you 让你发觉自己是幻影 lest you discover that you are a figment.

每一次我唤你 Every time I call out to you. 总是那么细细地 it's always so delicately, 不让寂寞听到 not allowing Loneliness to overhear, 嘲笑我用温柔的声音 and mock me for my voice's gentleness.

一个一个想你的日子 Each and every one of the days I've thought of you 砌成一栋孤单的房子 has been laid into a house that stands alone. 我在上楼下楼开门关门 I go upstairs and down, close and open doors, 翻著抽屉寻着你名字 scour through drawers in search of your name.

一个一个想你的日子 Each and every day I've thought of you 从你回眸而去那天开始 beginning from that day you looked back and left; 我的日记写成诗 the records of my days are poems, 诗的背后寻着你名字 between the lines of poetry, a search for your name.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如雨的缠绵 the lingering of rain, 淋湿我的岁月 its dampness has seeped into my days, 而我却依然不知不觉 yet I still do not notice that it is there.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如风的缱绻 the breeze, unabating, ���乱我的日夜 blowing my nights and days into disarray, 吹也吹不走你的容颜 it blows, it blows, but your face - it cannot blow away.

一个一个想你的日子 Each and every one of the days I've thought of you 砌成一栋孤单的房子 has been laid into a house that stands alone. 我在上楼下楼开门关门 I go upstairs and down, close and open doors, 翻著抽屉寻着你名字 scour through drawers in search of your name.

一个一个想你的日子 Each and every day I've thought of you 从你回眸而去那天开始 beginning from that day you looked back and left; 我的日记写成诗 the records of my days are poems, 诗的背后寻着你名字 between the lines of poetry, a search for your name.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如雨的缠绵 the lingering of rain, 淋湿我的岁月 its dampness has seeped into my days, 而我却依然不知不觉 yet I still do not notice that it is there.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如风的缱绻 the breeze, unabating, 吹乱我的日夜 blowing my nights and days into disarray, 吹也吹不走你的容颜 it blows, it blows, but your face - it cannot blow away.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如雨的缠绵 the lingering of rain, 淋湿我的岁月 its dampness has seeped into my days, 而我却依然不知不觉 yet I still do not notice that it is there.

想着你的感觉 Thinking of you feels like 有如风的缱绻 the breeze, unabating, 吹乱我的日夜 blowing my nights and days into disarray, 吹也吹不走你的容颜 it blows, it blows, but your face - it cannot blow away.

[looks for you in everything] [finds you there]

[a-sleepyblackcatyawning]

For 3,285 days, that’s each day for the past nine years, the quirks, those tiny bundles of stolen DNA, had plotted and enacted torture upon torture upon their jailer. Things had gotten stale. Their jailer had stopped reacting. It was time to revise.

-----

Just in time for his nightly torture, the holder of All for One awoke the usual dreamscape, a dreary misty world seemingly left intentionally vague, as though to enhance all his senses in the worst way possible.

In the beginning, once he had stolen - actually stolen, not relieved scared people from their quirks - his first quirk, his nights had stopped being restful. He’d tried all sorts of remedies to regain a peaceful sleep, to no avail. He’d even tried the alternative medicine that Yoichi had suggested, infusions of valerian root, wild cabbage and chamomile. Juniper wine. But constant exposure to death, fear and pain had taken its toll, and he no longer dreaded his daily nightmares. To suffer them was akin to suffering aging, a fleeting experience with no bearing on his daily life. In fact, rather like age, he’d started to use his daily nightmares as experience in life: he’s gotten some pretty good results in using his own nightly phantasms as inspiration in torture during his waking hours.

Tonight seems no different. The same shapes, the same scenery, the same start.

The holder of All for One puts up a token fight against the shadowy ghosts of his unconscious, as though to say, “Here, I fight, though it is futile. This is done against my will.”

The shadows - and they are, indeed shadows, naught but wisps of black smoke with vague outlines and shining eyes - congregate around the holder of All for One. More appear by the second, as though he were a magnet and the shadows, iron fillings.

Unlike other nights when the holder of All for One is allowed to flee with terror nipping at his heels, the shadows press him down intent that his torture begin with no buildup. Since Hisashi had slaughtered an entire family earlier that day, the holder of All for One is unsurprised at what his unconscious has chosen. If Id and Ego work in tandem during the day, then Superego is free to reign in dreams, when Id should otherwise be let out to play.

The weight of these shadows is profound. Not heavy, for that would imply weight, which the shadows don’t have, but with all the substance of a lungful of cigarette smoke, grounding, unhealthy, unassailable in potency. The holder of All for One’s struggles are futile, mere flesh and blood against Hisashi’s addiction to biology.

They hold him down, press him to the seabed of his unconscious from which the holder of All for One has no escape. The holder of All for One braces himself for the pain, which never comes. Smokey hands pass through the facsimile of clothing which disintegrates like so much paper under a flame.

The holder of All for One struggles, efforts redoubled, at the change of the customary, but flesh and blood pass through the spectres with no more influence than the dead has on the living. His attempts to struggle are farcical. The holder of All for One struggles straight onto an insubstantial cock.

The dead on the living. This is just the vestiges of my conscious attempting to guilt me, the holder of All for One thinks. His renewed struggles subside.

As though spurred on by this thought, as though waiting for his thought, the wispy spectres solidify, forming a familiar shape. The holder of One for All, that unexpected, anomalous quirk, stands, kneels, looms over the splayed holder of All for One.

And then, for the first time in years, the spectres speak.

“He must like this. Tightened right up.”

“For real? Always knew there was something fucked up about him. Only a brocon would go that gaga over his little brother.”

“Hahahaha! Does this really count as torture if we’re giving him the wetdream of his life?”

No! Hisashi thinks. It’s disgust, that’s all that is. He doesn’t want this. He’s never wanted Yoichi like this. Hisashi opens his mouth to protest, but his open mouth is taken as an invitation. Smoke, warm and impossibly solid, fucks over his tongue and down his throat, as though he were deepthroating the world’s largest cigar.

“Look. He’s hard. What a slut!”

No, it’s just the result of adrenaline. Physical arousal doesn’t mean consent or even sexual desire.

“Yeah, he must have been hoping that this’d happen when he accepted those drinks years ago.”

A cock shaped of smoke stifles Hisashi’s scream as the holder of All for One endures a new nightly torture.

—

In what is quite possibly a rarer occurrence than a solar eclipse, Yoichi wakes before Hisashi. With a mischievous grin, he sashays over to Hisashi’s bedroom, throws open the door and then jumps on the still sleeping figure of his brother, pinning him down.

Right as he’s about to unleash a tickle attack of epic proportions, Hisashi’s eyes fly open as he screams.

Yoichi is unceremoniously shoved off the bed as Hisashi curls into a ball near the headboard. No matter what he says, cajoles or promises, nothing is enough to move Hisashi from his defensive position. Yoichi leaves, defeated.

Hisashi stays huddled until he’s sure that Yoichi has gone. Only then does he uncurl with a shudder of loathing. His pajama bottoms are unpleasantly cold and sticky. He’s not sure who he hates more.

[agustdiv1ne]

thank you + milestone!!

damn, never thought we'd get here, did we?

in all honesty, it's been a pretty shit year. march 'til now has felt like the same month on repeat with tiny tweaks to make it all so much worse. but i'm not here to complain about the worst parts of this year, i'm here to celebrate the best ones.

this was the year that i finally started writing, that i was finally spurred to open a google doc and just type away until a tiny work of fiction stared back at me. my first one was 1k words, a rant to get all of my emotions off of my chest with an idol as my muse. it felt...great, though it also felt a bit odd writing after being an avid reader for years. i always did prefer essays to creative writing, but this year definitely changed that perspective.

i wrote that first blurb along with another fic in late july, and in early august, i asked my friends if i should post them. om august 3rd, i changed this blog from a fic rec to a fic writing blog just like that. i regret none of it.

it's been nearly five months since i revamped this blog and i couldn't be more grateful for the support i have gotten from all of you, whether it be a kind comment, a like, a reblog, all of it. i never thought anyone would like my content, but i've been proven severely wrong by this community. from my irls that are on here, to my lovely mutuals and followers, to those i've talked to a lil bit on this hellsite, to the writers whose fics i absolutely adore, to those who have left a like or a comment on one of my fics, i want to say thank you from the very bottom of my heart ♡

have a happy and healthy new year! i love and appreciate every single one of you!!

though i'm painfully bad at writing letters and getting all sappy, i wanted to write them anyways hahaha let's goooo

to @hwaddict:

my irl best friend!! my partner in crime!!!! i love you sm carly, and there are not enough words in this world for me to describe the extent of my love. you have been there for me during my lowest moments, you've seen me cry, and i don't cry in front of many ppl. i trust you with my life and i'm so glad that we became friends back in middle school bc you are one reasons that spur me to keep going. i can't wait to see where life takes us and know that while i might not always be able to be there physically (especially with college right around the corner), i will always be there for you in any way i can be. again i love you and i can't wait to conquer next year with you ♡♡

to @hopejanaee:

hope!! hobi!!! one of my irls! though we just became friends earlier this year, it feels like we've been friends for ages. it's crazy how close we grew so quickly but i am so grateful to have you in my life. you never fail to make me laugh whenever we're together and you're so chaotic but in such a good way hahaha. you were the one who got me into writing with your own wonderful fics so thank yoi for that. i'm so happy that we became friends because you're so kind and caring and ahhhhhh i love u sm ♡

to @oikawasmilkbread:

we talked for like 0.2 seconds but you are so kind and hella cool!! it was nice having random conversations with you and i'm so glad you randomly dmed me bc i am shy and i have 0 idea how to start conversations with anyone lmao. i always smile when i see you in my notifs! i hope you have a happy new year!!! ♡

to @luthenia:

i know you're on hiatus but seeing you in my notifs always excites me hahaha. we never talk but you are so supportive of everyone in this community and i just wanted to shout you out for that! your memes are top tier LMAO and i can't wait for when you come back, happy new year ♡

to @starsforten:

we also talked for approximately 1 second but it was so fun talking to you about astrology stuff (virgo sun libra rising gang hahahaha) and those teuta matoshi dresses! you are so nice and easy to talk to and i hope your new year is happy and fruitful! ♡

i recommend every single one of these blogs for their amazing content!! i added some of my favorite fics as i'm a whore for great writing hahaaaa

@kinktae

waterloo — a masterpiece! taehyung is so bitter at the beginning and it's adorable seeing how y/n breaks his tough shell. loved this from beginning to the end ♡

hot rod — the 50s slang, the dynamic between hoseok and y/n...*chef's kiss*

@untaemedqueen

welcome to seoul land — werewolf!namjoon really got me going, 100/10 would recommend

graceful gods — this is one of my all-time favorites, greek god!jungkook has my brain going brrrr

@shadowsremedy + @therealmintedmango

support system — adorable!! this is a hybrid!yoongi fic i really enjoy, and the series isn't over yet! check it out~

@bratkook

tear you apart — demon!taehyung...holy shit. i was speechless

@tatertotthethot

the doms next door — THIS SERIES OMG, i've read each part at least five times already. taekook got me acting UP

scream (posted to @yandere-society) — a really cool take on the movie scream with jungkook, yandere fics don't always appeal to me but this one absolutely did

@ateezmakemeweep

broken — the immense ache i felt in my chest while reading this, but i loved both parts with a burning passion. san is so sweet in this :')

@atinybrew

dirty free for all — the ULTIMATE demon!san fic. the writing is absolutely immaculate and this is the first fic that had me blushing down my mf ARMS

rice milk lattes and bryophytes roads — another san fic admittedly because i'm whipped for san lol. anyways, this was cute and hot at the same time and best friend!yunho made my double biasing ass that much happier

@seacottons

pan — an adorable peter pan!hongjoong fic, it had my heart going achhfhsjfjsjf

sir kiss me — circus au with san holy hell i loved every twist and turn of this

@actuallythatwaspromise

bad romance — one of my favorite yunho fics ever, punk rock!yunho x nerd!reader has my entire heart

aurora garden center and desire ink — florist!mingi had me uwuing for the entire fic, this was adorable and i loved it sm

@yeonjuncore

every single fic on this blog is an absolute masterpiece, i swear

the devil's little angel — THIS IS ONE OF MY ULTIMATE FAVORITES, demon!yeonjun had me screaming and it was just so fun to read and i loved every single second of it so much that i've read it nearly ten times now. so go read it, you won't regret it!

the boy with the horns — another of my ultimate favorites (i told you, their writing is just that amazing), woodland fey!soobin just had me going so soft :(( i literally sobbed at one point, that's how invested i was

bleeding heart — the tension between vampire!yeonjun and vampire slayer!reader had me screeching

curtain call — i have a sad crush vampire!soobin

i love you, always — this felt so..bittersweet? taehyun loves y/n so much, i lowkey cried while reading this

@angelfic

the art of (mis)communication — i am a whore for both reconciliation and yeonjun, 100000/10 pls read this i beg of you

@angelictaehyun

growing pains — ahhh once again a yeonjun fic, my chest hurt a lil bit at some points but it was so sweet!!

@neovisioned

bed of spiderwebs — spiderman!mark has my heart screeching, i loved every second of it ♡

eddie ate dynamite — johnny suh coming for my throat yet again

cupid victorious — cupid!jaehyun :'))) definitely one of my favorites!!

@domjaehyun

quarantine chronicles — ok if you haven't read this or the part two yet then you're missing out big time!! the tension, the buildup, every single part of this fic was just *chef's kiss* but multiply thay by a million

all these years — every single moment of this felt so nostalgic and the ending was so sweet :')

@caiuscassiuss

muse — i keep going back to this one constantly, the angst in this phenomenal and i love artist!taeyong sm here

@neoct-zen

loverboy — HOT, AMAZING, I SCREAMED. the blurbs that accompany this are also top-tier i recommend reading each and every one!!

@moondustis

pink + white — i'm so soft for mark i stg, this was the cutest thing ever

@loviejaehyun

can't avoid this feeling — hockey player!mark is the best thing ever

all tied up — i just- screamed as i read this bc professor!jaehyun is too hot goodbye

@hopejanaee

incapable — this is one of the best yoongi fics i've ever read ngl, it's not completed quite yet but the parts that have been posted are top tier!!

breathless — THIS. I LOVED THIS. yuta is just so hfjshhfhshfnsn and i love this sm

@hwaddict

melting point — big boy mingiiii, 100/10 would recommend

@okayau

house next to mine — frat boy!yeonjun rly got me going, cute and hot at the same time ahhhhbfnsnnf

youth — ADORABLE, yeonjun's confession is peak i love it here

run away — how many yeonjun fics can i fit in this post? (answer: a lot) definitely one of my favorite harry potter aus!! it was awesome seeing how their relationship changed throughout the years and perhaps i teared up a little at the end :'))

@starrychannies

baby steps — ONE OF ALL-TIME MY FAVORITE FICS ON THIS SITE, every single part is so well-written and ahhhhhfhdhhf chan makes me feel some type of way

my stupid — another yeonjun fic! angsty but v cute at the end :')

@baekhvuns

this youth of craziness — 40k words of pure gold, this fic is absolutely one of my favorite san fics ever!!

replacement — prince!ten makes my brain go brrrr, i love how the y/n just speaks her mind here

@masterninjacow

untitled project — i saw soulmate au with mark and i knew would already love it, and i did! pizza boy!mark at that, amazing and i adored it

more amazing blogs!!: @galaxteez, @poutybinz, @lustjoong, @bloominghigh

these are just a few of the fics and blogs i found this year, find more on my fic rec blog @agustdiv1ne-recs!! (my thumbs are starting to hurt i'm so sorry bfjshfhsh)

wrapping up each month since august since that's when i actually started posting LMAO

☆ august

03: good enough — chan

03: bloodsucker — seonghwa

04: cutie — san

09: veloxrotaphobia — mingi

19: want — changbin

21: numb — yunho

100 follower special — i reached 100 followers towards the end of august, my first ever milestone :') also my first ever time taking requests, 'twas very fun ♡

☆ september

03: on camera — jungkook

☆ october

27: oh, worm? — namjoon

31: demon days — san

☆ november

10: a letter to my love — xiaojun

23: bad for u — jaehyun

27: home sweet home — yeonjun

☆ december

christmas bash 2020 — my brain went hey what if you did this- and i listened so here's 17 holiday fics hahahaa (not all of them are out yet but i'm working on it!!)

things i plan to release in 2021!!

☆ sunflower — jimin

☆ cross — yeonjun

☆ landslide — seonghwa

☆ nice save — san

☆ red — hyunjin

☆ a secret series (that will be revealed once i plan everything) — ateez

☆ 4 unrelated secret fics oOoOoo — will i reveal them? you'll just have to wait and see ;)

there will definitely be more posted! these are the ones that are going to be my priority at first, but my imagination is always churning so expect a lot more :)) check out all of non-secret wips here!

i hit 500 followers a couple days ago! i nearly screamed when i saw that LMAO. thank you so much for liking my content because i work hella hard on it :') sometimes i feel like i don't deserve y'all really, but @hwaddict will yell at me if i say that so ig i take it back hfhshhdhg

a post for celebrating this milestone will come as soon as i finish up the rest of my christmas fics!! sorry that i'm so slow :( (hint: my requests will be open, so look out for it!)

so yeah!! that's it, sorry for the painfully long post (i'm sorry to my thumbs for typing this whole thing out </3). thank you to everyone who read this far!! i hope everyone has a happy and healthy new year, and in the words of txt's cover, fuck 2020. may 2021 be a much better year for all of us!!!

much love,

ashlee ♡

[faterevivescere]

return to zero | holy grail war phase 1 end

With Dagonet defeated and the path cleared, Amedeo dusts down his vestments with that usual mirthful smile of his, although there is a bead of sweat on his brow. “Whew, okay! Hahahah, that was a bit cringe of me, getting locked up like that...”

Cringe of him. Okay. He rolls up his sleeves and begins to approach the grail, trudding through the mud. He stares down at it for a time.

“You know, I’d heard reports of particularly badly built Grails spewing mud like this, although that mud tended to corrupt servants and kill people! Haha! I hope we all don’t die after leaving this cave due to radiation or something! That’d be lame!”

Always the ray of sunshine, huh.

Amedeo keeps trudging through the mud- perhaps it is simply due to the nature of it, being tied to a god on another plane... But something does feel off about it. Whatever the case, he reaches the grail and slowly tilts his head, digging through his vestments to pull out a ruler as he takes in the size and width of the minor grail.

He takes some steps back and puts the ruler away, opening his hazmat suit again to go through some different talismans. The grail belches out mud from time to time, one wallop of it splattering onto his mask as he groans and cries pathetically. He needs a spa vacation after this.

“Mmhmmhmm... It’s connected to the Greater Grail, but the mana buildup from about 100 years of the Greater Grail not being used for anything means that the foreign element hasn’t quite penetrated it yet..” Mumble, mumble. “... Ah, some sutras should do. Thank goodness I studied this once, aha!”

The good Father puts his palms together before beginning a complex set of hand motions, mumbling a mantra under his breath as he works. At first, it appears that nothing is happening- but with each motion and completed mantra, the grail belches out a little less mud, and it begins to regain the shine it once had.

And eventually, the mud stops coming and the grail simply floats there, grabbed by the priest as he sighs contently. The mud under your feet begins to sizzle and melt, before disappearing completely.

“... Oh, it worked! Hahahaha, I didn’t think it’d actually do that!”

As always, your confidence in the Father is staggeringly low as he saunters over and pats one of you on the head at random. “Thank you all for the help! Ahahaha, I need to go and lock this little baby up tight... Not that I think any of you would do this again, mind! Buuut...” Mumble. “I’ll figure out some reward for you all! Check your mail tomorrow, ahhah. At worst, I’ll send you some coupons.”

Hopefully not. Nevertheless, the Father begins to saunter out of the cave system with Aino trailing behind him, and you’re left there to slowly disperse. Was it really that easy? Did you all go back to killing each other now?

And why do you still feel like you’re being watched?

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 19

IN THIS EPISODE OF MURPHY IS SCREAMING, CONSTANTLY, TRAPPED IN THEIR PERFECT NIGHTMARE:

Glynda was saying: “I know we aren’t friends. I know we aren’t partners. I know you’re a criminal. But—I think I can trust you. I think I have to trust you, even if you’ve done awful things before.”

EVERYTHING GOES WRONG BUT LIKE SOMEHOW WORSE THAN EVER? LIKE A WHOLE NEW BRAND OF LOW. LIKE CINDER’S GOT A PICKAXE AND THE CENTRE OF THE PLANET CALLS FOR AID.

IT’S BEEN A WHILE HUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but dw offal hunt, like the rising of the sun, the arrival of winter, and the eventual downfall of capitalism, always returns. so lets go.

(i just quickly reread chapter 18 liveblog to remember what happened and Ah Yes I Remember Now. The Suppressed Memories)

The place was emptier without Glynda. Quieter.

/gunshot oh we’re in danger right out of the gate huh? we got some yearning right out here? right now? how quickly the turn do tables.

Cinder appraised her work, holding the beige coat up to the light and squinting.

man i forgot. i FORGET. how much i just love cinder in this fic. sometimes she kinda zones to the back of my mind where she sits waiting for me to start thinking about her again, but now i remember that this cinder is Peaque. look at her GO, minding her own BUSINESS. im proud of her. does she know i love her.

It didn’t take long to don her new, fire-proofed clothes.

in another world, in a more comical plot, she used asbestos. it didnt go well.

The subtle warmth of the Dust teased tension from Cinder’s stiff muscles, even as she marvelled at the strangeness of her own bedroom’s space. It seemed bigger now than it had the last two nights.

h

She chose not to dwell on it.

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i choose to dwell on it! ME!!!! I CHOOSE TO DWELL ON IT. HEY CINDER WHAT THIS GAY SHIT. hello. ma’am. can we look deeper into this. i, for one, would like to, and i, for one, think its of value to think abt this. that said, small segue

Quietly, Cinder murmured, “I didn’t freak out.”

THE FACT SHE SAYS IT ALOUD LIKE EM AND MERC CAN HEEEEEEAR HEEEEEEEER i am. INFATUATED with this family. cant wait for the 100k spinoff thats basically an elongated beach episode where they go to like. alton towers. or butlins. six flags??? thats a thing in america right??? anyway. beach episode. call me. (wink wink nudge nudge push push shove shove)

 We had to stop back in because Merc left his favorite binder, and it was 2 in the morning, so it was easier to crash here for the night than mess with the ship’s autopilot.

them,,, THEM!!!! mercury is just a son and childe. thast it. he canot change this. i love these kids so much i am SHAKING THE MONITOR RN!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA

Stuck here in one of the homes they’d shared, Cinder missed them terribly. Missed the sound of their voices and the easy comfort of their presence. Finding the time to contact them had been difficult, between managing Glynda and Hati both, but Glynda was gone, and she’d sent Hati onwards to Atlas. She remembered her call with Emerald, before arriving in Umbraroot; she knew it had not soothed her or her fears.

im sorry was this chapter targeted at me, specifically, as a human being on planet earth? GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS FAMILY!!!!!!!!! THIS WONKY OLD BANDAGED UP FAMILY UNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! i thrive every time they are mentioned on the page. it is a blessing. my succulents grow stronger each time they show up.

“No,” Cinder argued softly, “I had to. Mercury, you deserve to hear it from me as well. I am sorry. And I am promising you: I’ll come back.”

For a long, heart-wrenching moment, he was completely quiet. It was good that Cinder was alone in the apartment; laying herself bare like this would be unbearable with an audience.

GODDDDDDDDDDD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i am OBSESSED WITH THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS UNTIL I D I E. of all thing the remaster does better than og, this is just. SPEEDING AHEAD. this whole CONFLICT this whole MESS just makes everything so much RICHER its like when u splash some wine in yr fancy food or stick some cinnamon on yr favourite desserts u dont NEED TO but it adds that lil SOMETHING,,, that little KICK that just ties the flavour profile together and in this case ofgughugguhu it just GIVES SO MUCH. im making SNOW ANGELS in the WORDS on the PAGE.

“Mercury. If I could prove it to you, I would. But you have to—trust me. For just a while longer.”

“It’s getting harder,” he said. He didn’t sound like he was lying just to hurt her. That wasn’t spite. That was honest anger. And it made her feel like dirt.

im less picking these for specific instances of like, things i want to say, but more just because bits of this r rly just so /chef kiss. cinder has these.... endearingly (take that whichever way u like) human qualities in OG to rly make u realise she had ties to add to her #Doubt but the remaster is just AMPING it up and u FEEL IT and ive never been more SYMPATHETIC to a round-faced sinnamon bun of assholery and fire id DIE for cinder fall and this is a fact PUT IT ON MY GRAVESTONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Is there anything you need?” What was this? Cinder could barely focus on her words. It felt like... “Anything? At all?”

“We’re fine.”

“Mercury, wait please—” She was losing him. “I think—”

“Just hurry up.”

The line went dead.

this place is not a place of honor.................. no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here........................ nothing valued is here................ IM DYING

Cinder began to type out her response, and that was when the nausea really kicked in. 

[...] 

She recognized this now.

Glynda.

stress stress stress stress STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

There shouldn’t be anybody. Cinder had done everything in her power to cut Glynda from people who would interfere. To isolate her. Make it easier to bring her to Atlas, to the frozen north, to her mother and the machine…

Cinder’s esophagus quivered; furiously, she shut her eyes and thought of nothing.

god cinder don’t remind me that you’re an asshole and dipshit and also a moron im trying to be NICE and CARE ABT YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP REMINDING ME YOU’RE A PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

FOR FIVE MINUTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The front door clicked open.

Cinder couldn’t have said how much time had passed, only that it had passed slowly. What she did know was that it was Glynda returning, the sensation of boils bursting wafting off her soul. It crawled over Cinder’s flesh. She curled in on herself.

There were mites under every nailbed. Salt in her weeping mouth.

offal hunt’s brilliant use of this horror aspect is something i have tried previously to emulate and here’s a fact, take it from me: that shit is HARD. offal hunt consistently able to whack those real nasty, really Disgusting vibes on the head EVERY TIME is a work of art. i mean, kc and diesel do not fuck around, and therefore i am NOT surprised, but it’s only when u try this shit yourself that you realise: this is hard! this is difficult! it’s a huge testament to how GOOD this fic is in every way. also this whole fucking body horror aspect is something i didnt know this fic needed, but it did, and here we are. 

Thickly: “Things were going okay. If you hadn’t gotten nasty, I might have smoothed things over. I could have fixed things with my son.”

with my son

with my son

with my son

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I CANT TAKE IT EVERY TIME ITS TOO MUCH FOR TO BEAR I CANNOT HANDLE IT I CANNOT STAND IT ITS LIKE BEING SHOT JUST DIRECTLY IN MY DICK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

im like sweating rn

Glynda said, “I’m scared.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want to tell you.”

I SAID IM SWEATING

Glynda asked, “Are you lying to me?”

And Cinder said, “What?”

“About me. About Witches. About Ozpin—” Cinder’s guts went sour. “—About anything. I need to know if I can trust you.”

I SAID I! AM! S W E A T I N G

“I know you’ve lied to people. Hurt people.”

Adrenaline and the image of her kids’ faces behind her eyes made a potent, sick cocktail. “—Not. Now.”

so lets like double back to when i said hey was this chapter written to target me specifically and as it turns out, yes. yes it was. yes it was and as MUCH AS I AM LIVING FOR THIS MOMENT THIS SWEET BUILDUP THE EXPLOSION AND THE CRATER IT ALL LEAVES BEHIND

I

AM

so this next bit is like. i cant really quote one section but as i was saying in Vague DMs, this whole bit feels like wading through mud. usually if you say something consumes energy to Read it’s in a Bad Way when yr bored but this is more like. you Feel cinder all over everything feels so sluggish and it’s like dragging your own corpse around as you try and leave and you’re TIRED and your LEGS HURT and you’re kinda thinking god what if i just fell face down for just a moment of my LIFE.

The putrid weight of Glynda’s soul filled the room until there was no space left for her.

it’s like being trapped in a sauna, like getting stuck in a humid waiting room. where do you GO. what do you DO. god this whole section is fantastic and offal hunt NEVER fails to fucking nail the Vibes but reading it is HARD. i literally keep having to stop and breathe like ive been holding my breath. jesus h christ.

a small intermission for a mood:

“Get fucked.”

back to regularly scheduled hell

Out of the bedroom. Down the hall. The walls were sweating with heat. She tasted smoke. 

i love that i just said how i feel like im trapped in a sauna and it turns out: thats because me and cinder both, baybee!!!! hahahaha help

Glynda’s soul chewed her to the marrow. “Move, Glynda.” 

cinder being hunted at the start of this fic: teehee! im running away! now im gonna getcha! heehee! arent i clever :) cinder being hunted now: this uh. this blows, actually,

Cinder’s pulse roared in her ears. Her hands twitched. She smelled Ochre Brown’s round face melting off. His wide smile shattered with each of his teeth, going black and popping like corn.

this chapter is probably my favourite so far for this blending of so many elements. i cant even begin to like. THINK STRAIGHT about how all of this is tying together. the lore. the THEMATICS. like i said this character rly is just Rich with what og lacked and oh is it RICH. im gonna read this chapter in future and see so much that i know ive already missed. holy shit.

“Ms. Fall,” she said. “The White Fang requires your presence immediately.”

NOT NOW

Cinder stood there looking at it for a moment. Her thoughts were slow. Copper-tinged. Something small and indulgent whispered to her through the blood-fog.

It was obvious enough what would happen if she got into this car. The driver would take her to a secluded place, where she would be ambushed by a squadron of battle-hungry White Fang grunts.

They’d try to take her down. And she was a killer, wasn’t she? Ochre Brown wailed in her ears with every thump of her runaway heart. Her hands itched for action; her teeth, for blood.

She’d burn them black.

never mind! you are already dead,

She thought about Glynda. About her saying that if there was trouble with the Fang, she wanted to come. That she would fight for Cinder.

She thought of Glynda’s question: What aren’t you telling me about Ochre Brown?

Yeah, fuck that.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!! MORE MOMENTOUSLY: WHAT A CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this is EASILY my favourite chapter so far. EASILY. everything about this was peak offal. the relationships. the dynamics. the dialogue. the vibes. the Grossness. the fighting. the EVERYTHING. this is some other level and its BITCHIN. PEAK. that said im now very tired. im going to have a cup of tea and Consider Things for a few hours. brb.

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an essay on itachi, author: me

listen this is really meant as more of a convo between mutuals, so i will respectfully ask that if you anything to add to this, do so in the replies this is @half-infinite​ because it is partially her fault??/ or something

warning that this might accidentally end up into an essay subtitled: why do i have a weakness for long-haired overpowered male characters in anime?? (warnings for discussion of violence and death as mentioned in naruto)

first: i also loved naruto when i was young, i don’t know who hadn’t?? read of it or at least heard of it?? it’s just fascinating to think about, because a lot of the rising/current crop of artists have had such profound roots/influence/effects from these big formative works like harry potter and naruto, and the next kinds of art that will be created from that influence will sure be interesting

and the fact that even now, people are still writing long essays and rants about it says something about its staying power. another caveat that it’s been...SO MANY YEARS since i’ve even read the canon/anime, so a lot of this is a mishmash between my own recollections and fandom impressions 

there’s this like, weird thing about kishimoto’s writing: the story is not always executed fully to like, its best or most logical potential, but then there was always something else to hold onto that the fans liked; like a certain number of characters (me, looking at the cast: ok ok, I’ll keep sakura, sasuke, neiji, kakashi, and itachi), or the worldbuilding, or the fast-paced fight scenes. i also did like that, while naruto first and foremost WAS a shounen manga, there was this strong hopeful message about FRIENDSHIP and compassion, and building new families/communities/alliances, even against the backdrop of past generational mistakes and war. 

i stopped reading the manga around the time that....itachi and sasuke actually had a big showdown and doing some fancy sharigan things so i don’t actually have a lot of strong feelings about shisui and anything else after that

i did read about the outrage over the epilogue later and went welp i don’t know what else i had expected haha ha  isthisagoodromance-pigeonmeme.jpg

but when rereading your essay, i went back to that line that kind of sparked off this whole thing:

[read more under the cut]

Given: Sasuke is 8 years old when his family dies, and Itachi is 5 years older than Sasuke. Then Itachi was 13 when he killed everyone.

now i have to jump back to something else about my preferences in like fic and literature and other story-type things and how kishimoto maybe hadn’t executed it in a way that felt narratively cohesive

there was this post somewhere that once spoke about how in writing, all writers want to jump ahead to like these amazing emotional moments or big cool scenes, but there was also a need to slow down and work, scene by scene, on building up to that certain emotional point or that one cool moment

and sometimes (a lot of the time) it feels like kishimoto had skipped a step somewhere or like you had mentioned, just inserted (1) quick one-off mention of something when it really needed at least about 3 or 5 buildup scenes to get to a certain point and second! itachi being 13!!! THIRTEEN!!! 

about suffering they were never wrong. the old masters: how well they understood its point- 

i understand that for some stories, there’s a need for suffering of some kind, for some sort of hardship or struggle or terrible event and itachi and everything that happened with the clan was all of that, all the blood and Greek tragedy 

i didn’t really take any issue with itachi being terrifying and also his own file of canon trauma, i just didn’t like that he was, you know, thirteen?? 

and how good are most people’s decision-making skills at thirteen hahahaha?? :))) the point that i sort of trailed off from was that if there is some sort of suffering or tragedy, i feel like it would be very important for there to a different choice or option available in the story concerning that situation? so if a character say, doesn’t choose the best choice but chooses the one that makes things worst, THEN the tragedy feels more tragic

or if there isn’t a different choice that is out there to avoid the situation entirely, there should have been someone, some people, or some way to fight back against the situation, some kind of hope

otherwise it ends up just feeling grim and fatalistic and that’s generally not my cup of tea in most works

aside from the weaker points of how the storyline was carried out and resolved, itachi still is and was a very magnetic character and people either loved/hated him as part of naruto also being one of the prettier shounen characters didn’t hurt either i mean what

and some parts of fandom ran with like a lot of those spaces and gaps that kishimoto didn’t have time to flesh out as much in the manga: the pressures of presumably being in line to be clan head, a history of being a good older brother, wanting to be a pacifist, joining ANBU at a young age, making impossible choices that would end with betrayal either way, dealing with death and war, being a spy, being a double-triple-?? agent with the akatsuki, psychological recovery, what redemption (if any if any type of redemption) would be at all possible and what this would look like after the uchiha clan mess at the age of 13, and so on and so forth. 

i don’t...actually remember much of any terminal illness fics, though there was certainly a lot of ‘itachi’s eyes are deteriorating and that might be the end of him’ type of story technique used in a few of them and you also, as a reader wonder, what if there was a way for this character to be happy? in this canon? in this universe?? and ergo the appearance of fix-it fics and au fics and post-canon fics that just take that question and slam it down into the keyboard like a challenge 

this isn’t even an actual essay but i bravely delved back into my old bookmarks and have some quality itachi-centric fic recs (and a few itachi/sakura ones I KNOW IDK IDK ITS COMPLICATED )  below you might like, if you haven’t read them already:

It Starts With This by 100demons The first time you breathe flame and fire, you burn every single practice dummy to the ground. You can taste the ash in your mouth for weeks after.

vigil of the loved by anthropologicalhands Sarada's home is full of ghosts. The dead do their best to love the living. The Reluctant Hokage series by Aishuu Sandaime comes to a different solution for the Uchiha problem.

Shades of Sunrise by mrie  (on ffnet) Everyone wants to know why. Listen. Vespertine by cynchick  (on ffnet) Two enemies strike a bargain to save what they both hold dear.

[eloquenceassassinated]

And now, EA reacts—without context—to the new Ninjago episodes. WARNING! There are...kinda...spoilers?

Ep. 85

NYA BEING A GOOD BIG SIS

MR. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

DAD COLE DAD COLE DAD COOOOOOLLLLLEEEEEEEE

Lloooyyyydddd, noooooooo T-T

THEY FIGURED OUT THAT THE OTHERS ARE ALIVE!!!!! YEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! Oh but now they’re caught X-P

THE ELEMENTAL MASTERS!! Now THAT’S a good use for them X-D

Eeeeeee that was good :-D On to the next

Ep. 86

Skylor, she da bomb it’s Skylor...

Aww, all of the Elemental masters are so precious here!

GO NYA!!! BUILD BUILD!!!

Ah, Mis’take. I was expecting you. :-D

Side note but all of the banners look like they say “SAO” and it’s making me think of that really bad anime

MR. E NOOO

Oh so...I guess he’s not Echo?

Rumi is regretti eat some spaghetti

“It’s Earl Grey. Clears the mind.” HAHAHAHA I NEVER THOUGHT I’D SAY THIS BUT MIS’TAKE I LOVE YOU

Aaaahhh so Mis’take is the replacement Wu for Lloyd.

LLOYD IS THE HUNTED

THAT’S ACTUALLY REALLY COOL

Also, explanation for Mis’take’s terrible name.

I’m getting HTTYD vibes.

Oh so Onis are shapeshifters? Okay.

They about to die but hey I just noticed that ZANE HAS EXHAUST VENTS ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD TO DEAL WITH HEAT HOW COOL IS THAT

Trailer line!

Normally I would say “MORE COWBELL” but that’s really starting to get annoying

Oh hey! Cole and Wu!

And the Dangerbuff thing makes a comeback. Can’t say I’m mad.

Is this whole episode going to be a buildup to a fight?

Oh, finally. I thought it would never happen.

Same, Jay!

IT’S A PUPPY

What do you need first? Plus five speed! A doctor! A SHIELD!

Aww, little Wu.

HEY HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THAT REALLY OLD MOVIE THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK

Oh. I thought they were going to realize their mistake. And become...like, friends. No? ... Okay.

Ep. 87

“He’s back to normal.” “*highly pleased* Good.” ‘M DEAD

That scream tho. Good job Vincent. X’-D

Karlof’s accent makes me happy.

Is that the first time he’s yelled this season? Is that why it’s significant?

Or...ohhh. He needs to stop carrying the world on his shoulders and just do his part to lead. I get it. That’s...pretty good, actually.

Apparently trash talking is a survival skill. Good to know. I’d be dead. X-D

And now it’s Mad Max.

Didn’t go over the plan. That means it will work, by narrative laws! But I’m still nervous.

“Is that like some new power he’s suddenly got?” DANG IT NINJAGO DON’T CALL...yourself...OUT LIKE THIS I’M WHEEZING

I like the invisible dude.

HEAVY BREATHING

WALKING DOWN A HALL

SO MENACING

Omw I can’t, I’m laughing, help X’-D

YO SKYLOR THAT WAS D O P E SIS

At least it’s making them laugh. It’s still creepy, but...that’s better than screaming.

Oh. And I got my hopes up too.

DANG. HE STRAIGHT UP STRANGLED AN ANIMAL ON A KIDS SHOW. D A N G.

Trailer line!

THAT’S THE COMICS STORE GUY *SOBS*

Another trailer line! And hey, it was cheesy the first time I heard it, but now...it’s still cheesy. But I like it!

Uh-oh. They know~

THE RESISTANCE NEVER QUITS

[pluralsword]

Hahahaha! So this panel is super funny to us because of all the iceberg there is for this story- at a first glance and digging in the story arc for a while Arcee does seem older than Kup, she’s 12 million years old...

But when Kup got stuck in the dead universe at it’s beginning that raised his count by millions of years, to roughly 14 billion. We didn’t know this until recently because we still have to read more of Phase 1.

So Kup, like Shockwave, was forged after Arcee but is older than her rofl

Also to answer your joke - Kup doesn’t reformat as much iirc whereas Arcee did an estimate 5-6 times or more (if you want to count her different look 8 million years ago invading Antilla vs. 12 million as a recent ex-gladiator), two of which were full on surgeries, the one in MTMTE #27/ Dark Cybertron Number 10 “The Becoming” being one she was actually happy about! (yes they really chose that title and we think it was intentional for her partially, just like how the amazing RID/The Transformers issue #44 is named Transgressors and we get monologue and main character time from her)

We have to say when we read this we were just enjoying the buildup to First Strike #1 (gods the whole thing with Action Man is so funny and it was nice that he takes Arcee’s response and Kup’s jokes super well and his extremely tasteful milf comment was just top tier) that when we saw this panel we didn’t process that like- Arcee’s thighs are so long in this particular drawing. Like, longer than her torso plus her head.

That’s definitely estrogen at work took all the outer waist armor and just slowly stuck more and more of it in the legs over 7 million years (back when her first surgery was) and changing out the HRT chemicals every once in a while. She’s not on spiro anymore so what’s she on? We’d like to know /lighthearted

Maybe because of how reformatting works in these comics (can scan to change body shape but acquiring a new mode/some shapes require surgery) she just felt like ‘today’s a thigh day’ and rescanned her mode so that her thighs stretched out, and just changed it back later LMAO

We like to think that she played around with how her body would look in earth car mode- that she deliberately changed up the car design specifications for something that would give her both a robot and car mode she liked.

The power of estrogen pals, and the power of alien robot bodies... would be nice to have that kind of modularity

Since Arcee is like, presumably way older than kup in idw, does anyone wonder how she's kept a more youthful appearance while Kup has visibly aged? Is that just the power of estrogen?

[daethnotes]

SECRET SANTA'S BACK BABY! I started watching Tokyo Ghoul the other day, and it looks good! I love all of the kakegurui girls, and not knowing what it was when it first came up on netflix I TRIED WATCHING IT WITH MY MOTHER. So there's something for you! Anyway, onto my question! I wanted to know what kind of fics you like? Angst, fluff, nsfw? and DEFINITELY let me know if I should leave trigger warnings!!! I care about how people feel :3 Goodbye for now! -From your Secret Santa!

yaayyyy hello again!! omgg so happy you're liking tokyo ghoul so far!! and yesss the ladies of kakegurui are just so simp worthy 👄💦 and WHAAATT HAHAHAHA i wish i had your bravery tho for at least trying cause i could never watch anything i like with my parents :'))

literally im more than fine reading anything since i just get easily entertained haha but if i had to choose, fluff definitely!! i just love happy stuff (also especially when there's really sad angsty stuff preceding it and it makes the buildup to the fluffy happy part so satisfying)

thank you so much for asking for my trigger warnings that's so kind of you! but personally, i don't have any so there's that!

so sorry if my replies come in late, i got really held up with school work especially since we're almost up with our semester but thank you anyway for your patience! hope to hear from you soon dear santa and have a lovely day/evening 💖

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Review Response, Legacy Prologue - Sinnoh

The count's not at 10 yet, but... it's been a week since the chapter updated, so... here it is.

1) I love all the friendship bonding that is going on

Enjoy it while you can. Soon the train shall be derailed and lots of sh*t will happen. ... Epic foreshadowing.

2) I really like this chapter and how Platinum is giving so much care to the Eevee egg. So cute!

That was the point of giving her that egg. Let the cuteness commence. For now.

3) So I'm guessing Diamond and Pearl won't be in this story very much then, huh

Not necessarily. ... Maybe Pearl would be missing almost all the time, but not Diamond. Probably.

4) Beautifully well written as usual

Thank you!

5) Platinum's so cute taking care of her Eevee egg. And the junior trio is getting together, with Moon maybe. Excited to read the final prologue.

I'm not sure what attitude Moon should have towards her seniors. She doesn't seem like the excited type... at all. Maybe just polite?

6) That was a cute idea to give Platinum an Eevee egg from Red and Blue. I take it that it will hatch and evolve quite quickly unless Legacy takes place over a long period of time. I really hope and Red and Blue kiss before the impending doom hammer that you promised them. Heh. Here comes "Bobo the Salamence". I still laugh at that.

Will Red and Blue kiss? Heh. You shall see. Maybe their first kiss can also be their very last! HAHAHAHA!

And here comes BOBO!

7) Wow a nice surprising ending there! I really liked that! Again, a great prologue with a very nicely detailed buildup to the start of the story. I'm really getting excited to see what the main plot of the story will be.

Thank you. For the main story... heh. You will have to wait.

8) Cant wait for the next chapter! amazing story! Hope platinium's eevee evolve into glaceon!

Oh, it shall. And with Platinum's other new Pokemon, she'll DEFINITELY be like the ice queen in battle.

9) Why didn't I get updated that the chapter was updated! Oh well, good job as always. Junior TrioMoon vacation is bound to be good. And reformed Gold! Please don't keep him that way, we all need some funny Gold moments. The only time Gold is allowed to be decent is on April Fools and in the Distortion dimension. Y gets the bagon right? It'd be cruel otherwise. And what pokemon left her? Her Talonfame? And since you mentioned White will get an Umbreon, that means all of the Junior Trio get eeveelutions. Yes! And when they're not the juniors anymore, you can call them The (Insert Evee related name) Squad. And if Moon gets one too, she can be part of it. But this prologue is bound to be looong. Everyone needs to get their new pokemon, and that looks like atleast 2 more chapters! Keep up the good work!

I should NOT keep Gold as being nice? ... I guess that's out of character. But still, that was the purpose of Crystal's deal in The Infinite Cycle.

Yes, Y gets the Bagon that's using Flamethrower against her right now. It'd be weird if she gets a different Bagon that just happened to be walking by during the battle against this Bagon. And no, her Talonflame did NOT leave her. I won't have her starting Pokemon leave. That's overly mean. And I'd like Y's team to have the theme of "fast hard-hitting". ... Except Sylveon with its 60 Spd.

While I considered in giving White an Umbreon... and Mega Banette and Mega Sableye, I'm not going to do that in the prologues. I probably won't until she appears in BW2 and proves that she is now very capable in battles.

Although Platinum and Y have to get a total of 6 new Pokemon in the final part of the prologue, 5 of them are easy. I just have to think about how Y will get Saza though. I'm sure I can't use how I got Hydreigon in my XY run (it literally swooped down on me in the Victory Road). And I'd like her to have it as a Deino.