#can you tell i'm trying to spam up so it's less noticeable

[lgorstheme]

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[caitchercatlady]

Not Having a Good Time

-Heartslabyul Version

Note: Hey, everyone. So I've had these stories on the back burner for quite a bit, and I do have intentions to work on more than just this one imagines series. I hope you guys like this one nonetheless first <3

Riddle Rosehearts

As much of a stickler Riddle is for keeping the peace, unless it's necessary not to, he can tell when someone is not in the mood for nonsense in the exhausted sense of the word. He will ask to speak with you in private, away from any snickering and gossip.

"Queen's Rule #568: Grievances must be shared over a cup of lavender tea and the griever's favorite treat."

You and Riddle will enjoy this occasion in the quiet side of the garden, where Riddle allows you to rant about your issues as he listens with open ears. Riddle always had Trey and Chen'ya who would listen to his problems, so it was only right as a Housewarden to act upon his position with you, even if you aren't his house student.

He knows it's not the permanent solution, but, while also warning not to tell anyone that this happened, he gives you a hug of comfort, lifting your spirits just a little.

Trey Clover

You have your head to the floor, so you don't notice Trey approaching when you accidentally bump into him and step on the tip of his shoe. Already distressed enough as it is, you apologize profusely. Trey smirks as he replies:

"It is just a shoe, not my mother's flower garden. Why don't you walk with me?"

As Vice Housewarden, the solver of the majority of the dorm's problems and the mediator of all squabbles, it is Trey's natural instinct to approach you the moment he sees the frown on your face. He allows you to express your grievances as you walk through the campus garden.

Trey believes the best way to release stress is a nice baking session. He even lets you do the kneading and taste testing steps.

Cater Diamond

Even though you just want to be alone in Ramshackle Dorm, prior to your return to your dorm, Cater couldn't help but notice how stressful you've felt all week if your account is proof of anything. He couldn't help but send you a DM on MagiCam.

Your latest pic is looking pretty gloomy. If you wanna talk, spam me as much as you like. -CayCay <3

You gladly take the offer since you felt comfortable ranting not face-to-face. You can tell that Cater is reading them by reacting to each message you send with an alternate sad or a heart emoji.

As a peacemaking offering, Cater tells you that if you are ever interested in doing a "Cay Cay pampering session," he'd be at your dorm in half a finger snap to help clear the stress from your mind.

Ace Trappola

When you're not feeling your best, the last you need is someone or something to make it worse. Ace didn't get on your best side as he pulled off the "dunk your face into your lunch" prank today. He didn't react so nicely when you told him off, but after realizing what had gone on prior to that prank, he finds you during flying class to try to make things up for what he did.

"Yuu...what happened at lunch today, I'm sorry. I should've just said, "Hi," and asked how you were doing. I didn't know you were already mad. Please forgive me. If you can't, let me make it up to you somehow."

If Ace wasn't sincere, you supposed he would've waited until after class was over to apologize. Now that he was listening, you let out everything that had been going on before Ace pulled off the prank. You also express the "I message," which Ace is more than willing to accept.

With Vargas busy with...whatever Vargas is doing, Ace offers you to go on a flying ride with him. A little entertainment screaming would do you some good to make you forget about your problems...even just a little.

Deuce Spade

Deuce finds it odd that you've been less chatty as of late. You barely even spoke when the professors pointed to you for answers to their questions. He catches you after class and asks what's happening. He's all ears to hearing you out. That's when you finally respond, and he feels the pain with every word that comes out of you.

"Ah geez, Yuu. I'm really sorry. I think I've been feeling it, too, and when I'm feeling that way, I need a Blastcycle ride. Wanna go on one right now?"

You don't find that to be a bad idea, so you guys head out and take a campus ride to let the issues out of your hair. The island is lovely enough for its wind to brush it right out.

[heartsofminds]

and the songbirds are singing like they know the score - sneak peek

"Because doing what’s best for her is hard, and he realizes that when he can feel his friend wanting to put him through a wall over the phone." or Jake calls the landline at 11 PM on a Thursday because his goddaughter is wasted and Bradley is less than thrilled.

A/N: in light of me finishing my second to last semester of undergrad and my undying love for Bradley's precocious daughter from the halloween fic, i thought i would post a little preview of what i'm working on for them! love these characters more than life and def so excited for y'all to get to know them better soon.

No one ever calls the landline. Very few people even have the phone number for the landline outside of Maverick and a few close family friends. Besides, anyone who would need to reach you had your cell phone numbers anyway. 

So who the actual fuck is calling your landline at 11 PM on a Thursday night? 

You hear Bradley yank the phone from its place on the wall and exhale with a huff. After sixteen years of being together, you know that huff is his tell of being annoyed. 

“Hello?” he gruffly answers. His irritation makes the questions sound more like a monotonous statement. 

“Bradshaw –” 

Jake Seresin is on the other end of the line. You can recognize his voice from the other room with his cadence even though you’re not the one on the phone with him. Having “mom ears” does that to a person, you suppose. 

“Why the fuck are you calling my house at 11 PM?” Bradley snaps. 

You’re wondering the same thing, but you’ll have to talk to him about being so rude and huffy. Jake may actually need something, after all. 

“Well you weren’t answering your fucking cell and neither was your wife so I had to do something.” 

Bradley rolls his eyes and looks back into the darkened living room. He’s been more on edge about you lately. 

“You can’t miss me that fucking much to be spamming my phone with calls,” he sighs and leans his back up agaisnt the wall. He notices the open blinds on the back door and starts to walk to close them before he’s yanked back by the phone cord. 

“Don’t cream your pants. I don’t like you that much.” 

Bradley lets out a soft snort in amusement before he remembers that he’s supposed to be annoyed. He opens his mouth to ask Jake what exactly it is that’s so damn important and can’t wait until tomorrow morning when he’s beaten to it. 

“I have Quincy here in the passenger seat and she’s beyond unwell.” 

The statement sends Bradley into panic mode instantly. His voice catches in his throat and he can’t recall a moment he’s had where he’s felt like he’s had to force the breath out of himself like this. 

He lets out something between a huff, a cough, and a wheeze before remembering he can’t make a huge show of himself right now because it’ll also throw you into panic mode. 

“What the fuck do you mean she’s not well? Jake, where the fuck are you?” he whispers into the phone, trying to cover his mouth as much as possible so you can’t even read his lips if you tried. “Is she okay? What’s –” 

It doesn’t take a genius to know that Bradley is panicking. Even Bradley’s beyond intoxicated and passed out seventeen-year-old daughter sitting in the passenger seat of Jake’s truck could piece together that her father is nothing but a raging ball of anxiety at the moment, and Jake is positive that his friend is growing another patch of gray hair as the seconds pass. 

“Oh. . . fuck, I guess I should’ve phrased that better,” Jake admits. His truck comes to a halt at a spotlight and he glances over at his goddaughter. “She’s fine. She’s definitely drunk as shit right now, but I’m on the way to drop her at yours.”

Bradley can feel the obnoxious orange ball of anxiety inside of him shift to a tumultuous rage induced scarlett. His hand tightens around the cord of the phone and he has to stop himself before he yanks it out of the wall. He’s gotten angry like this before, but it never was angled toward his daughter. 

Never toward his sweet, precious girl. Never toward his amazing Quincy. 

But she knows the rules (and she chose to break them) and she knows what was told to her (and she snuck out anyway) and she knows that it’s dangerous to be that drunk (but yet she’s passed out in Jake’s truck). 

And if that isn’t both nerve-wracking and frustrating, Bradley doesn’t know what is. 

“Put her on the phone,” he speaks lowly. 

Jake gulps, knowing that he’s in one of those moods. Bradley doesn’t express anger as often as he expresses annoyance, but an angry Bradley is never someone he wants to be around. And from the way that Quincy made it sound when she called him to come get her from some random party in the middle of nowhere thirty five minutes away from her house at 11 PM on a school night, he knows her ass is being had tomorrow morning by both you and Bradley. 

There’s absolutely no way his goddaughter is coming out of this unscathed. 

“Dude, she’s obliterated right now and I think you talking to her is just gonna make it worse.” 

“And I don’t give a fuck. I said, put her on the fucking phone now.” 

Jake shakes his head and rolls his eyes as Quincy begins to stir next to him in her seat. He’s always been the person she’s called whenever she was in trouble. He always got the first hug whenever she was brought around. He’s always been her source of comfort outside of her parents and he’s never minded it because being around her is easy. 

It was easy to carry her around whenever she asked when she was little. It was easy to give in and let her sit in the cockpit of his grounded aircraft with him and let her play with the buttons when her dad and Papa Mav refused. It was easy to pick her up from school mid-day and take her to lunch. It was easy to bring her back gifts from whenever he was deployed and even easier picking them out because she’s a sucker for meaningless trinkets. 

It was easy to be her godfather and she’s a smart and relatively easy kid, but Jake has never been prepared for this part. 

Because doing what’s best for her is hard, and he realizes that when he can feel his friend wanting to put him through a wall over the phone. 

“No,” he speaks and he can hear Bradley let out a small gasp at the denial of his request, “She fucked up bad, Bradley. I’m sure she knows and you can have it out with her tomorrow morning, but right now, she’s not in any place to be screamed at and made to feel worse. You’re her dad and m’not tryin’ to take that away from you –” 

Bradley scoffs, “What exactly do you fuckin’ know about raising kids, Jake? Huh?” 

Jake grimaces and decides to take the brute of Bradley’s anger. Better him than Quincy, he figures. Besides, he knows Bradley doesn’t mean any of it. . . At least he hopes he doesn’t. 

“You obviously can’t be a dad because you just wanna have fun and dick around all the fucking time. Buying them fuckin’ candy and letting them off scott-free doesn’t do shit. You don’t have what it takes to raise a fucking person.” 

Jake doesn’t know why, but part of him starts to get that prickly feeling in his chest. Usually, every insult rolls off his shoulders into oblivion and he gets off on making people angry and being able to put on the facade that he really couldn’t give a damn if he tried.

But this one hurts because he knows that Bradley is right in some regard. 

He’s a runner and he lets people down. He’s nearing fifty (and God, he never thought he ever would) and has never even bothered to settle down. And he’s made the peace with himself a long time ago that he doesn’t deserve a wife or a family or kids because he would never be able to love them more than he loves himself; more than he loves his career. 

To hear one of your closest friends admit that to you openly, to know that someone outside of you sees it too, makes his heart stop momentarily and forces him to feel the ache of the words meant to stab him in the chest. 

“I understand,” he swallows. He knows arguing with Bradley isn’t the right thing to do at the moment and never will be. “I’m still not putting her on the phone. We will be at your house shortly.” 

The line goes dead and Bradley is overcome with a wave of anger that drowns him like a tsunami. He knows what he said was shitty and that he has no right to do that to someone who he considers a close friend, but he just can’t help himself. 

He knows no allies when it comes to his daughter. 

[ectobabble]

Glitter Roots Fic Snippet

✨Glitter Roots✨<- // I started this in January and it didn't do well, I wrote way too much, so I'm spamming it. Sorry.

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Rate: PG | Sunshine x Sunny | Tooth Rot Fluff + Comfort

Reader/MC has Dissociative Identity Disorder

Glitter Roots is a prequel to 'The Imposter' from Shiny's perspective. Expecting to work with Sun and Moon in the theater, Shiny is disappointed that they were locked away in Parts and Service. ---- Meeting Sunny:

“SUNNY!” They exclaimed like a child, running up to him and dropping everything that they were doing with the technician.

Sun startled at the noise but eagerly stood up to greet them. “Hello! WOW. Your outfit? It’s exciting!” He pressed his hands against the glass. “Are you from the daycare?” He tapped his fingers on the glass nervously.

“I’m going to be at the daycare. It’s my first day! And then I went and talked to my boss, Lydia about what I’d be working on and she said that I’d be working mostly with you because she said that I remind her of her daughter and she said that we’d be good working together. Maybe her daughter is good with kids, she didn’t want to talk about it. You know her? Or remember her, I mean. She said she worked at the daycare before it closed down. Now it’s opening again and…” 

Shiny had to stop to take a large breath. You’re talking too much. Too excited again. Stop. Stop it. That didn’t stop their mouth from running. “I have been waiting to meet you for so long. I used to watch you perform back when you did theater! You were amazing!” 

Sun put up a finger, to try and wedge his way into the one-sided conversation but failed. 

“You can call me Sunshine. Lydia said we could put nicknames on our pins for the kids and I thought that was awesome! My friends used to call me Sunshine at summer camp! I wanted to keep it since it’s less serious and I thought it’d be cute. Actually, maybe I should have asked you first? Is that okay? I hope that’s okay! I should stop talking. Sorry. Talking. I’m talking more… It’s good to meet you. I hope we can hang out sometime!”

“Ho-Ho Ho! Aren’t you quite the chaaaatterbox! You say you’re in summer caaaaamp?! That sounds like so much fun! How old are you, little superstar? You look so tiny!”

Sunshine immediately lost all the charisma they had built up, so much so that Sun flinched at the sudden change in expression and tone. “I’m old enough to have a job… I like what I like and age shouldn’t matter… I heard you’re not a fan of adults either. I hope it’s not a bad thing.”

“Wow, really?” He cocked his head, though there was a noticeable change in his demeanor. “I can’t tell with the face paint.” He didn’t say whether it was alright or if he liked it… now that Shiny was thinking about it, he didn’t say if their name was alright either. They weren’t making a good impression with anyone… 

Sunshine: …I gotta fix it. It can’t end like this, they’ll take over and I’ll lose everything again. I can’t go BACK. This has to work so they can’t get mad at me.

If Sun didn’t like it then they could tone it down! Lydia seemed to think it was too much. The little kids liked it… Sunshine started analyzing everyone’s reactions during the day. Maybe their other was right, they weren’t cut out for this. They quit their only job, their safety net, and took a risk on a stupid dream-. “I’m glad you can’t tell. That’s good.” 

“Did you do face painting today?” Sun tilted his head, tapping the glass. “I would have loved that! Who painted you? Did Lydia?”

Sunshine winced, their voice had gotten much weaker. “I uh… did it before coming over. I figured it was okay because… kids… daycare.”

“It looks so happy! Like flower freckles!” He chuckled. “It matches the clips in your hair. I bet the kids liked it. It reminds me of the theater costumes we used to have! Ah, memories…” It sounded like it was sad nostalgia.

“Lydia got a little upset about it since the kids wanted to face paint too… I had to promise to not do it on days when we’re not painting. That’s my bad. I don’t think before doing things… I wanted it to be extra special. I really really really want to make this job work.” They closed their fists and and shook them to punctuate their words. They needed to be liked. They needed this job. They needed friends and have people depend on them. 

They couldn’t go BACK.

“I do remember Lydia! She is one of the nicer staff. I didn’t mind working with her… She’s such a nice granny. Do you know when I’m scheduled to get out? I have been very good. They say I’m all better now! Healthy! Tip top shape.”

Sunshine frowned. “I - uh - don’t… Actually, I’m not supposed to really be here. I came down after work… and the technicians are ignoring me right now so I think it’s okay?” Behind them were the technicians tolling away at some service bots, unbothered by Sunshine hanging around. 

“Rulebreaker.” He gasped.

“Not really. See, I got a pass!” They showed Sun their security badge. “My workday ended and I just came here because Lydia said that you were here and I really wanted to see you. I’ve always wanted to work with kids and never got the opportunity to apply.”

“Juuuust because you have the means, does not mean that it is right.” Sunny crossed his arms and looked away dramatically, then he completely dropped the act and leaned down to be face to face with them and whisper, “I am glad you visited though. It’s been a while since I’ve talk talk TALKED with someone new. You look like a rainbow threw up on you!” He giggled. “You must like color a lot.” Sunny prompted them, trying to continue the conversation. He probably was just as attention starved as Sunshine was.

But he didn’t like it, did he?

“I do.” Sunshine was afraid they were going to slip from being out again. If there was one thing their other fed off of it was insecurity and doubt, and they could get a full meal out of something as small as this.

Other: Did you put this shit in our hair again? Oh man, where are we? Are you playing dress up? Are we out in public looking like a clown?! Against their will, Sunshine began to take the pins out of their hair. It was a losing the battle. As they lowered the head to pull the clips out, the light caught on the glitter roots.

Sun gasped. “You got glitter glue all up in your hair!”

Sunshine was shaking a little. People liked it though, right? They made people smile today and the kids seemed to like it… “Oh. I did that on purpose. It’s hair gel mixed with glitter. It’s a trend.. Or it was…” That was a scary thought too; it was a trend eight years ago and yet they remembered seeing it like yesterday. “I saw it online and I thought it’d be cool to try. It’ll wash out… and its biodegradable. Team Mother Earth! Haha…” Sunshine cleared their throat, pulling another clip out.

“No no no! I’m sorry, new friend! It looked good! I haven’t seen a person that colorful before. You look like a little fairy. Heh!”

“I realize now that I overdid it…” Sunshine was getting self-conscious, a foreign feeling.

“You look perfect for the daycare! Don’t listen to the sticks in the mud! I’m sure the kids loved it! Avant garde! Inspired! You look like arts and craaaaafts.” Sun sang as he spun his rays. “That’d be great at parties - we should play dress up with the kids sometime to do plays! I’d love that! We should definitely do that.”

“I want the party on the inside to match the party on the outside.” Sunshine was gaining their confidence back, if only a little. “I hope, uhm, we get along when you come back out.”

Sun clapped his hands. “We shall see! I’m so excited to see the kids again! We’re going to have so much FUN! We should add face painting sometimes! I miss fingerpainting. My ballpit! It’s still there?”

“It is!” Sunshine suddenly jumped, remembering something important. “Here! I wanted to give you something anyway. I got this for you because it’s my first day and I figured ‘Hey, this would be cool! Maybe he’d like it as a welcome present back to the daycare.’ I used to watch you do theater before and it really helped get me through some dark times. That’s pretty much the reason I wanted to start working here is because I wanted -.” They took a much needed deep breath. “Sorry. I meant to say: I got you this.”

Shiny lifted up a little party bag they had prepared and impatiently waited all day to give to him. 💖

[voxofthevoid]

hi vox! Long time no see! I think I haven't been here since your last wip game, which I still haven't been able to check out! May wasn't a kind month to me regarding free time, and June doesn't seem much better either, but at least I get some weeks that are better than clusterfuck May.

Anyway, sorry about that , I'm itching to get my eyes on some fics, so I'll treat myself to your anniversary fics and my updated bookmarks, I have a fun time ahead of me.

I might spam you a lot this week though so I hope it won't be too much of a bother.

For this wip game: look, linger, sleep and for an act kissing.

Thank you for making Wednesdays fun! Have a good day!

Hey, welcome back! I did notice you weren't around as much as you used to be. Figured life got busy, but I am sorry to hear it's eaten up so much of your leisure time. It especially sucks because, IIRC, you were saying you'd have some free time for a while. Guess the universe decided to fuck with that, huh? 😔

And absolutely no worries—all my offerings are here for you guys to peruse at your leisure. And spam away! I'll never complain about that 💗

I've picked the excerpts from your body language on me tells me to be unholy, (one of my) train groping fics—the milder one, which I wrote before I started doing WIP Wednesdays:

Look

Heavy slits flutter wide and then wider, Yuuji staring up at him like he’s never seen a lollipop before.

Satoru tongues the pop to a side of his mouth and asks, “What? You want one?”

“Um—no?”

Satoru’s already rooting around in his pocket, but he comes up empty. There are wrappers though. Bad habit.

“Sorry,” he says. “I’m out.”

“It’s…fine,” Yuuji says dazedly. He looks a lot less sleepy than he sounds though.

Linger

Satoru swallows the crushed candy.

Yuuji’s gaze drops to his throat and lingers for long enough that Satoru starts to feel warm there, his pulse quickening in response. And isn’t that a novelty? Yuuji never fails to be shockingly delightful.

Case in point, he’s closed his eyes now and is breathing slow and deep and even, as if trying to meditate in the middle of a crowded metro car. He’s very still, every inch of him as taut as a steel wire. Satoru knows precisely what he’s trying to do and less certain whether he wants Yuuji to succeed. But he indulges him, not so much as twitching a muscle as Yuuji tries to kill his boner with pure willpower.

It doesn’t work.

Sleep

Satoru sucks thoughtfully on his mouthful, tugging lightly at the stick so he can get his tongue around the head.

Yuuji shifts against him with a faint, fervent noise—almost a whimper. His eyes are still bright, but now there’s a dash of red under them, creeping across Yuuji’s cheeks. The sleep-lax body that was melting against him just a minute before is now stiff and shifty with clear discomfort, and as Satoru watches, Yuuji shifts again, legs rubbing against Satoru’s own.

Ah.

He nearly bites through the lollipop in startled realization.

And that would have been unfortunate since Yuuji’s clearly enjoying the show.

Kiss

Satoru kisses him.

He’s nice about it, gentle even, keeping the worst of his hunger tucked behind his teeth even as he runs them ever so lightly along the plush length of Yuuji’s bottom lip. Yuuji gasps into it, but he doesn’t kiss back. He doesn’t do anything except brand finger-shaped bruises into Satoru shoulders even through his jacket and the shirt underneath. And that’s not nothing, but the marks will be long gone by the time Satoru even undresses tonight, and he was hoping for a little more bite.

He pulls back, disappointed.

Yuuji’s right hand drops from his shoulder—and rises to his own lip, fingertips hovering over it. There’s a stricken look in his eyes.

Satoru’s disappointment twists into mingled shame and understanding. The shame is quick to die, but the other feeling remains, and Satoru finds himself backing off, just enough that Yuuji doesn’t look quite so suffocated. Satoru cups his face, and Yuuji’s hand wraps around his wrist—not pulling it away, just holding.

“That was your first kiss, wasn’t it,” Satoru says, more statement than question.

Yuuji nods. He doesn’t seem to be blinking.

[mewnia]

wait whys tales sunday ending? not trying to pressure u into drawing or anything, but did i miss an announcement about it or something? ive loved seeing ur art and reblogs for it :D

No worries! I kinda figured with all the new followers I've been getting lately that I would get asked this question! I can't find my initial announcement which means I probably had a "delete later" tag on it so really I can't blame anyone for not knowing

In this post over here someone was wondering about my OC's, which is the only post I can find where I followed up with the whole "Tales of Sunday has limited time left."

Why Tales of Sunday is over:

I'm tired, it's been a whole year, haha! The reason I initially started Tales of Sunday was because I had noticed I barely if at all posted any content of the Tales series during my last year of college. (Which was understandable, I was very busy and thinking about other things) So, Tales of Sunday was a way for me to make up for that and give me a small challenge each week.

It was also a great way to play around with my style! You've probably noticed, but my Tales of Sunday posts have gotten a lot better in terms of quality compared to the first half. I was getting better at drawing, that's all :P it's a really good exercise, I highly recommend it to others to try and draw something in less than 2 hours. (most drawings took 90 minutes tops)

Another thing was, when I was about halfway into drawing for Tales of Sunday, I had a realization. "There's no stated end to this." I like to tell people when exactly to stop expecting something. This is just coming from me personally, as someone who has been excited for things from other creators and one day they switch on a dime with no warning. Sometimes people follow you for specific content and drop you when you stop. It's fine, they shouldn't feel bad about it, I do the same thing. A year seemed like both a long and short enough deadline :P

This one's more of a smaller reason, but there was less interaction as time went on. The only asks I was getting were character requests, and.. I love the Tales fandom. But a lot of people, when requests open, get very... entitled. I made announcements towards the beginning asking for requests, and, unfortunately, when I would draw a request I would get a spam from what I could only assume was the same person asking for the same character over and over. Or even a "not this character this week? :(" or any ask that would raise a red flag in my head. I was hoping Tales of Sunday would help inspire discussions, interactions, and even others to join if they wanted! It didn't, really, but that's life sometimes. I'm not heartbroken. It wasn't going how I expected, so I grabbed the first few requests that caught my attention and scattered them through future entries. I even kinda.. stopped putting the ask in the drawing. I noticed it wouldn't bring up the post in the search option if I did that.

So there you go! It was still a lot of fun, I enjoyed it, and I enjoyed drawing Tales characters I wasn't used to. The self-indulgence part of it was also very refreshing :3 Thank you to all who supported me throughout!

And hey! I drew 44 entries!

[gibbearish]

"Am I Trans?" UQuiz Masterpost

hey there folks, my pinned was getting a bit unwieldy so i figured itd be prudent to set up this landing pad for uquiz visitors. this is not the FAQ, that is still in the works, this is just the intro stuff moved to its own post.

so, with all that out of the way, welcome! my asks and messages are currently OPEN and response times are SLOW. i will be updating this post on a regular basis, so if that says open then you can rest assured it is still current. or if it's not and i forgot to update it, that's on me, not you.

before anything else, i do just want to make it extremely, deeply, incredibly, achingly, transparently clear that i am not in any way a certified / licensed gender therapist. i do not have any training, nor is there an ethics board with which you can take up a complaint if i end up misreading things. i am simply a trans person on the internet who noticed a couple years ago that there were pretty much no "am i trans" quizzes that i could find that werent uhhh let's say unhelpful, and so i made my own, using my own feelings and experiences as a starting point. i may misread you, i may project myself or previous visitors onto you, i may get frustrated with you, i may be wrong about you. i ask that you try to give me grace, to remember that i am human, and to proceed at your own risk.

i take these conversations very seriously and want to be as thorough as possible, but that takes a good deal of work / effort / energy to do well, and as i am currently over a year into a massive depressive episode, that all compounds into long response times. which i do understand can be frustrating, feeling like you're waiting for someone's permission to be yourself (although if that is how it makes you feel, consider what that might say about the answer - i am not actually holding you back from anything by not responding. you can be trans, you don't need my permission or anyone else's. only your own), but i ask for patience, and that you please refrain from spamming me every time i come online. playing stardew valley is a lot less taxing than doing bootleg internet therapy. i haven't forgotten about you, i just havent found the right words yet.

in the meantime, i would recommend a quick scroll through my #uquibberish tag, which contains any asks from other uquiz visitors as well as posts i think are thematically relevant to a lot of these conversations. who knows, maybe you'll find that the answers you seek are very similar to the answers i've given another.

one thing to note is that asks do take a good deal less mental energy to respond to given the more one-and-done nature, so responses to those will likely be faster than for DMs, however i won't be able to get as personal (unless you give me a lot to work with, please do not feel self conscious about sending long asks/messages, they really are quite helpful in terms of giving me stuff to analyze). i also sometimes get a little silly with the ask responses, however i will still always make sure to include a real answer of some sort in the tags.

that all being said, i really do need to stress the fact that i am a real person you are talking to. i am not a gender therapy chatbot and i am not paid to do this. i do this because i want to help, but in order to do that successfully, i need your help as well. i do not know you as a person beyond the things that you tell me, and i am both unable and unwilling to simply assign you a new gender, to pluck your "true" gender out of your head. usually, all i really end up doing is pointing out what things are holding you back from the answer you already know. if you are unwilling to tell me anything about your thoughts and feelings, then i'm sorry, but i'm just. not going to be able to help you out very much. figuring out who you are is something that is difficult and takes a lot of introspection, and is something that you may even never actually get a solid answer on. the question you should be asking is not "what am i, really?" but "what do i want to be? what would it make me happy to be? how would i like to exist in my time on this earth?"

now, with all of that out of the way, i do also know that it can be difficult to know where to start, so here is a rough list of things that i've found helpful in the past. you do not need to provide any of these if you are not comfortable doing so, they are here exclusively to give ideas on where to start. now, with that out of the way:

- age range: to be clear, i do not need to know your exact age and you should always be wary of someone who asks for that. that being said, a general range can be pretty helpful for me to contextualize your message to your stage of life. like, think "middle school vs. high school vs. college or older" type general range.

- similarly, what country/state you live in, and if non-US, a bit about your local political climate vis a vis trans people. once again i do not want or need your exact location and you should be wary of those who try to get it from you, but for a lot of people, the main thing holding them back from transitioning is that the world simply isn't a safe place for trans people at the moment, so knowing if that is in play can be very helpful. I am a USAmerican and have a pretty good grasp of which way the states here tend to lean, and have a much rougher grasp on other countries. I don't want to go into this with some wildly propagandized version of your home in my head and would much prefer to get my information about it from you, the person being actively affected.

- your quiz answer and how it made you feel: with this one the important part is really the second part. i said this in the quiz itself but it bears repeating, i do not have any knowledge of how to properly weight the answers in a personality test, i assigned each answer a result (or multiple results) based entirely on vibes. that being said, if you are now having a lot of complicated feelings about your result, those feelings are the ones we're going to be examining. whether you've been having these feelings for a long time or they only just recently started, if you've been quizhopping searching for an answer (and if there's been a common denominator among those answers that you're avoiding looking in the eye), what the shape of those feelings are, that's the kind of thing we're going to be looking at. don't feel bad if you can't see the feelings themselves yet, this is an exercise in finding the negative space. the thing about facing the things you don't want to face is that you don't want to face them, which sounds obvious put like that, but like. you can't look straight at the sun without the right glasses. not without hurting yourself. the things your brain hides from you, takes away your ability to look at, are hidden for a reason, there is something that is scaring you, something you are defending against, a knot that must be unraveled before we can continue unwinding the thread. it's ok if all you can do for now is point to where the knot is.

- what name you used on the quiz and what day you took it: uquiz allows you to view individual quiz taker's results so if you are comfortable with it, i'm happy to take a peek through to see if there are any trends. as i write this the quiz is sitting at good god, 13000 takers, so if you keysmashed a name unfortunately it has probably been lost to the sands of time :( that being said...

- any questions / answers that hit especially hard: here is a link to a google doc where i've compiled all the questions and answers as reference, so this way if we can't find your quiz or you don't want to share the whole thing, we still have a pretty good starting point on which parts apply to you (side note, i also have a feedback form, however i couldnt think of very many specific questions to ask so just put in two textboxes for you to put your suggestions in)

- family dynamics: as with the country of origin question, something that can hold a lot of trans people back from transitioning is pressure from their family to. well. to not do that, so knowing if that is contributing can be very helpful

- friend dynamics: same as above, some people are held back by the potential reaction of their friendgroup, or alternatively are certain their friends would react positively but still can't shake that feeling, and figuring out if that fear is warranted can be a huge stepping stone in this.

that's all i have for now, though this post may be subject to changes as time goes on. as i said before i am also (slowly) working on a FAQ, so hopefully soon we'll have a way to bridge the response time gap. in the meantime, i hope this was helpful, and i do again highly recommend taking a look through the #uquibberish tag to see if any past questions/answers might apply to you as well. thanks!

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[oleander-nin]

OLLIE NO PLEASE DON'T APOLOGIZE YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG SIMPLY BY GIVING ADVICE <3

Like I said, it's helpful anyways! And it's not like you didn't answer my questions lol. Also anyone else seeing this that isn't annoyed with my asks yet might benefit from it too!

"and I hate cluttering up everything. I wanna make it easy for y'all to scroll through and actually find what you want."

Ollie. Ollie my beloved. You are reinforcing my point ahsjsjdjhs

On one hand, I definitely get not wanting to clutter things because I'm the same way. I feel really bad not reblogging a lot of posts because I just don't want my followers to be inconvenienced or annoyed. But also. "I wanna make it easy for y'all to scroll through and actually find what you want." You make it sound like we're rolling our eyes when we see something you reblog :(

Also, you have a masterlist and tags we can sift through if people just want your writing! This isn't to tell you how to run your blog though. Of course it's your choice if you want to keep it orderly and neat, I'm just saying that please don't think we don't care about what you deem cool enough to reblog or talk about <3

"I did take a break! a like, five months kinda useless one that I regret because if I didn't take it, I could've been done by now."

OLLIE THIS IS WHAT I MEAN PLEASE BE KINDER TO YOURSELF :((

Don't say your break was useless because you weren't productive. Though typing this, I realize I have the same way of thinking lol. You need breaks, even if you don't think they did anything for you. Especially with the sheer amount you're putting on yourself. It's probably lingering in the back of your mind the whole time, which definitely doesn't help you relax.

Imagine a machine that needs maintenance. If you don't make time to schedule the maintenance, it'll break when you're not expecting it. That's the same for a human. If you don't schedule time for breaks, your body or brain will do it for you.

It's easy to get to a point where you simply can't do the thing anymore because you're just so tired. I've experienced that quite a few times in my life actually. Hobbies, school, work, anything tires me if I keep pushing through it and eventually I just. Kinda collapse? Mentally and physically I guess? I'm still recovering from a lot of it actually (and getting noticeably better!)

What I'm saying is that you're definitely too hard on yourself. And I know you're thinking you don't "deserve" to feel tired, but everyone is different and there's never any guilt in taking breaks, or even lightening your load at all. (Like I remember you saying something a while back about the new TWOAL chapters being 4000 words? Which would be amazing of course! But also that's a LOT)

Though of course I'm exactly the same and FREQUENTLY feel like I'm not being productive fast enough, or making things of decent quality, and everything has to be PERFECT and FAST and whatever blah blah blah. I'm getting off track.

BASICALLY:

1. You're not annoying or inconveniencing us by talking about unrelated things or reblogging stuff <3

2. Be kinder to yourself or I'll spam your inbox again /hj

3. You're definitely not alone.

4. I love you /p

5. WE love you /p

6. You should ALSO drink water/eat and sleep. This is a threat. /lh

- ☄️

nfjnavfdnjfd I was trying so hard to prove you wrong. but also, reblogging as much as I do would genuinely clutter everything. Because I hated not being able to reblog, I made a side blog for it a while back. it's barely a year old and has 38,605 posts. This blog as less than 1050(which I can shrink even more if I go organize and declutter). I don't want to reblog stuff here, mostly for my own sake. I kinda freak out when things aren't how I vision them(which is always why I hate my writing at first), and not having this blog basically exactly as I want it will just make me cranky. I like having things organized(in my own way). I know it's odd and kinda frustrating from an outside point of view(or at least so I've been told), but I have to have it this way otherwise everything will go wrong.

ANYWAYS, sorry for the little rant on how my brain works. I was about to go on another rant on how I'm fine w/ no breaks and proceeded to prove you completely right so uh, yeah I will keep that in mind. Thank you for the callout😅

Also I have already lightened my load! I used to have like, 78 asks, but got rid of the ones that broke my rules and such. and the twoal chapters have to be bigger cuz more plot is happening and it's kinda hard to justify splitting them up more.

glad to hear your exactly the same though, always nice to know it ain't just me lol. Love you too Comet(and everyone else)/plat, I'll try my best to watch how I say things more. Hope you have a great night/day/whatever and take care of yourself!

[pennyponna]

I spend a lot of time wondering how to subtly communicate to my teammates how I am trying to help them. Since I don't use VC (I think that's becoming less and less popular in OW with the introduction of key assigned voicelines for in combat callouts, and the overall exhaustion with and rejection of toxicity) I try to find ways to tell them otherwise that I'm aware of their next play and supporting it. Part of this ability to communicate should be nurtured and influenced by reading your teammates quickly and early in the game. Do they look around at your team or are they only hard focused on their next enemy target? Does the enemy team notice this and adjust, affecting your teammate's ability to play the hero correctly? Do they use cover or will they need a lot of extra healing and redirecting, etc etc.

Most people get annoyed if someone spams that they need healing, for instance, or the frustrated healer pinging incessantly to group up with them to the point of distration. Unfortunately that leads some people to find pinging of that sort, in appropriate situations, triggering. (Often pings like that are used simply to help communicate their position or an enclosing enemy, not in a passive aggressive way.) To circumvent that I ping most everything. Takes the sting out of it if I ping an enemy behind an unaware teammate in time to take them out as well as when I am targeted and need help, or successfully lead a teammate to me and behind cover for healing, or apologize if I miss hits or wasn't able to reach them in time. It's a simple distinction but, in my opinion, communicating that you cared about your teammate's life prevents the possibility of them descending into a stew of silent rage that affects their remaining gameplay because they think you didn't peel for them, or heal at the right moments, and in general neglected. It keeps morale up more often than not.

I've played with groups of competitive (and vocally aggressive) friends and they always distrust the teammates that are not in Discord with us or in our group. It's human nature to distrust who you don't know. Forming this type of communication, and also a pattern that your teammates can recognize, develops a sense of familiarity that takes down defensive barriers pretty quick. I've had my friends criticize someone in our team who proceeded to either apologize, ping an enemy, or direct and/or support a push, and my friend's opinion and attitude change very quickly afterwards. {It's just so interesting that there's so much aggression, instantly, just because of an assumed inability to communicate.} If you are always throwing an extra orb to the sneaky flanking assassin when he gets low, or when possible body blocking to save a rezzing Mercy or a slept teammate, or countering that one annoying player who keeps cornering your support, your team will start to trust you to do it. A Mercy who trusts her Ana to heal her in the sky will know she is safe moving from cover to cover, rather than hiding instead of supporting a push to try to stay alive. A Pharah who trusts her Zarya to bubble her when she ults will ult less out of desperation or panic and more in coordination with their team. A support who notices you always sleep a Roadhog when he tries to grab you may help you by baiting him out to your line of sight, because they trust you won't let them get hooked in the first place.

This is also a display as to why knowing so many different heroes can be advantageous. I know the Roadhog is less likely to assume I'm a "DPS Moira" because he has a similar healing bar. He can heal himself, but for a limited period of time, and he has to recharge, just like Moira's; but her advantage is just that she can do it faster by doing damage. So unless I find that random dick who has "Been hard stuck in low ranks because of idiot DPS Moiras and that's why he has to play Roadhog in the first place," most times I feel I can relax because I won't be accused of ignoring healing when I'm sucking an enemy off to refill my meter. If I semi-spray teammates before they go into combat so they get that HoT out of cover, they'll know I'm being attentive and proactive as a teammate, not a closet solo flanker playing my own game - which in turn forced everyone to play Soldier, Mei, Roadhog, and Bap in expectation of reduced survivability and healing, even if they are not good at those heroes, they are countered by the enemy team, or in general bad or hard to use on that map. Assumptions like that can ruin an entire game and let the enemy team play you like a fiddle. Enemies can see if you don't trust your healers or your team and will take advantage of your insecurity or pride by diving you, murdering you and your entire family, and confirming your self fulfilling prophecy.

It's also important to be aware of your own flaws and the flaws of your teammates. Playing your main to cover the dps gap from a teammate with bad aim, or playing Brig to protect a healer who may be great at most everything but using cover, is one way you can support your team. Note that it's also useful to know that playing Sombra or Cassidy behind a shield can still be useful if you know you can't flank or assassinate very well - stuns and hacks can stop annoying Balls, Reins, and Gnats (Tracer's adorable but fr she buzzes everywhere like a damn fruit fly). A good example of a friendly teammate supporting your potential flaw is by sitting still closer to the team if they know you as an Ana are bad at close unscoped shots, but great at long distance scoped shots, so they know they can act more independently or aggressively away from the team and that even if they can't see you, you are paying attention to them. They just gotta chill a bit when it comes to close up team fights, or stay closer to the other healer who excels at close range. It's a way to offer a friendly trade; I see you struggle with aim up close, so I'll chill behind cover for a sec when I need healing, so you know I've got your back by paying attention to your positioning and how you play. In turn I can trust you'll get me those quick healing bursts under pressure when I'm teleporting away low health as a Sombra, or unsuccessful in my attempt to alienate the enemy Mercy from her team as Venture, etc.

There was really no point to that, but uh I guess this is about how I feel

[twiceskzmixx]

<< Masterlist >>

07. When will I get to meet him?

Or in which Bahiyyih is the #1 Hyuka hater

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Word Count: TBD

Warnings: a little angsty not very much

a/n: ik this is a little to kai-yn focused but don't worry some jeongin-yn moments are coming soon :)

Also this chapter was supposed to go up on Friday but I scheduled it for the wrong Friday and didn't realize.🥲

Anyways, Im going to [try to] spam update this on labor day weekend so, keep an eye out🩵

Walking to the building of your supposed "enemy" was a bit strange. Sure, JYPE didn't set up the rivalry as much as Hybe did (according to Sunoo at least) but there's always the idea that these people aren't your friends. Though as much as the men and women in suits want as little interactions between idols of different companies, they can only do so much without breaking some law.

Jeongyeon told you about it once. How those people in suits were so insist on making sure Jeongyeon didn't interact with Jimin to avoid a dating rumor. She, and Jimin, of course doubled down on it, purposely making it seem like they hate each other for the shits and giggles while still talking to each other often. That was until BigHit became Hybe. You were a trainee at the time but you still saw Jeongyeon often. Often enough to see the way she stopped talk to Jimin less and less.

JYPE might not put as much effort into this "rivalry" but Hybe does. Even though you're inclined to believe Sunoo's being a bit dramatic, he tells of stories of Hybe researching what other companies do to perfect their idols.

Approaching the cafe, you can see Kai waiting outside, a smile growing on his face as he saw you. The two of you wordless as you head inside and order your drinks.

"I'm glad you accepted my invite," Kai sighed. "I know that sometimes talking about things in person are better than over text."

"Yeah, that's how I feel too," you responded, not wanting to make eye contact. "There's no way for Dispatch or anything to know we're here, right?"

Kai shook his head, "The windows are one way and the workers have to sign NDAs before they can work here." He paused. "Don't want to get accused of breaking JYP's dating ban?"

"That actually doesn't exist," you chuckled.

"But Yuna told me it did?"

"Yuna didn't know it was fake until last year. I remember her bursting into my practice room with her contract in hand surprised."

"You two are close?"

"Very," you smiled. "We joined the company at the same time. I was with her when they told her she were going to debut. Literally screamed as soon as they walked out."

"Yuna is that type of person," Kai smiled. "Do you have any other non-NMIXX idols friends?"

"Sunoo and..." you trailed off. "Your sister, Hikaru, and most JYPE artists."

"How did you meet my sister? She never told me how."

"Through Hikaru," you paused. "I used to train at Avex with Hikaru but I when I left I didn't really get the chance to see her until she debuted in Kepler. Hikaru was very excited for me to meet the Kepler girls but the only day I was free was when seven of the nine girls were busy, Hikaru and Bahiyyih being the only ones who weren't."

"That's not what Bahiyyih told me," Kai laughed.

"What did she tell you?" you asked.

"It doesn't matter," Kai smiled. "Bahiyyih's always stretched the truth out since she was little."

"I'm pretty sure that's just because you're siblings."

"No because she only does it me! Never to Lea, only me."

A silence feel upon you two as the barista handed you two the drinks you ordered. Kai smile seemed to fade away as he looked at you a little more serious.

"If you want to say something, then say it," you'd have to be dumb to notice the way the words were on the tip of his tongue.

"How have you been doing?" he asked.

"Truthfully, not very well," you looked down at the drink. "It's hard you know? Having the entire world say that you suck and that your music sucks and never being able to get away with it. The amount of 'jokes' that make fun of you for simply breathing wrong. I know that was included on the description of being an idol but I never thought that it could get like this."

"You wanna know something Soobin loves that I hate?" Kai smiled a bit as you nodded. "The phrase 'I know what you're going through'."

"Explain a little?" you asked before taking a sip of your drink.

"For Soobin, that's his go to phrase, he always uses it no matter what. To me though, I don't get it. For all the times that Soobin's been in distress, I never knew what it was like to be him."

"I'm a little dumb, what are you getting at here?"

"I'm saying that I don't know what you're going through. I am not you and I'm not going to pretend to be you. I have no idea what the hate does to you or any of the other NMIXX girls, but I do know, that you guys are ome of the most talented groups i have ever seen," he smiled. "I know my word might not mean a lot, but trust me when I say ever idol under the company thinks the same."

"I don't know what else to say but thank you."

"You're welcome."

[ppeacekeeper]

I'm just going to put more remake opinions under a "Read More" Again, I'm a hater and a bitch, but I'm still having fun.

I'm in the hospital right before a boss fight and I still stand by the opinion that there is too much combat in this remake and considering how may bullets and health items are thrown my way, they want you to fight, which is crazy because I remember hoarding my ammo and my healing items in the original.

Also, enemies are way more annoying and lethal. SH2 was never about combat, the terrible combat and tank controls etc were part of the atmosphere and modern combat systems just make it feel weird?

The camera has truly destroyed some of the most interesting perspective shots. The game looks pretty graphically, but I've yet to be like thrilled visually by it? It doesn't feel like the same game. I usually spam f12 when playing games because I really appreciate beautiful shot, but this game just lacks it.

I do like that Maria will just chat with you when you're exploring, but I noticed that she started to do repetitive lines in outside exploration areas, like if you smash a car window in she'll be like "again?" That's just a small video game thing that gets annoying after awhile.

BUT ALSO she will tell you when you're not going in the direction that she wants you to go, so that's helpful if you're trying to get the Maria ending because (at least in the last game) one of the things that determined your ending was going exactly where she told you.

I still think the voice acting is terrible.

I feel like I'm in places longer than normal? There is a lot of added content which kind of prolongs sections somewhat unnecessarily?

There are changes that don't make sense to me. For example, Eddie and Laura are talking in a movie theater instead of the bowling alley and I don't feel like there was any reason to change that. There's an achievement for looking at the pizza box in the bowling alley and it erases the funniest line in SH2: "This town is full of monsters! How can you sit there and eat pizza?!" If you're rewarding people for finding a classic bit, why not just respect the classic bit by including it in the remake? Why do we need a movie theater? Typically when you make changes it's for the betterment of gameplay or storytelling but I find that it doesn't really improve anything.

Another example is the diary entry you find on the roof. The original ends with: "It's clear outside. The doctors told me I've been released - that I've got to go home. I......." And on the paper you can see that someone just scribbled out of frustration. The remake letter ends with: "I should be happy. But I'm afraid. I'm so afraid. It feels like something's about to happen. Like the last gasp of air before the plunge. But deep down, I know it's too late to turn back." That's not bad, but it's those tiny little things that really change the mood. It feels like the game has to spoon feed you information. It has to be very literal and clear about the intention of the notes you find around the world. I don't know how else to put it other than less is more. A letter on a hospital roof that ends in distressed scribbles says everything.

Oh, and the map is good. I like seeing James actually take it out and mark it up with the magical red sharpie. Also, it's nice that it's labeled so clearly like "Combination lock" or "Safe" and when you pick up codes in memo's it puts those codes in the margins.

[t3aperson]

what has been going on?

well this is what

Recently I've been having mental breakdowns on twitter, some of them are crazy while others are not as crazy, I'll be starting at the start of time for t3a, well idk I SHOULD JUST START I made my channel in 2020 funny enough by accident. I was messing around and made a channel on youtube, I didn't use it until november of 2020 where I uploaded a (really bad and cringe af) animation, I wanted to become an animator before I realized was writing was my passion. My first "viral" (well viral for me) was a video for jacksfilms 48 hour film festival. It was cringe, bad, and sweaty, but I liked it, i was proud, the first time I felt happy in a while. The t3a beefing era, rule 34, and my character. (2021-2022) In 2021 I just got pissed off. I had a lot of people who started to hate me, my mental health had slowly been declining I took my anger out on random people. I got in fights over the smallest of things. "You disagreed with me? Well you're an idiot, stupid a bastard, a lie, a cheat" and it just happened that someone thought it would be really funny to tell someone to draw rule 34 of my channel's mascot, cause you ya know, that's what normal people do I guess. It was always shoved in my face "t3a i didn't know you were that good at (you can guess)" and it started to tick me off, each time I was told about the image I wanted to go crazy. "peel off my skin" kind of anger. I've never been into r34, and i kept getting sent it. "You had rule34? Just send it to t3a!" I had to cope, so I made a character. I made a character that was an idiotic, egotistical, rude, creepy and disgusting jerk, and the issue was that I was playing a character with the same name "t3a the person" was NOT "t3a the character" but I found out that being a jerk gives you views and attention, I have never cared about subscribers, comments, ratings, or any of that. I only cared about views, and I figured out that people liked watching me be an asshole and say some messed up shit. I enjoyed the attention, my mental health got worse but I learnt over time how to hide thoughts and it felt amazing knowing that I can just pretend I'm fine. I could pretend that everything is fine, but I wasn't fine. I was sad, I was faking being happy and I learnt how to hide my thoughts, my feelings, for 3 YEARS, so I quit. I quit youtube, I deleted my discord accounts, I deleted my twitter. all traces for me had been removed. I just vanished. Summer Break. (Feb 2022 to Nov 2022) After I went away I made friends, but I hated seeing myself. I would go to parks or hang out with my friends but I would never let them take photos of me or record me. Well my lower body sure but if it had my face I would get pissed off. I stopped or well tried to avoid all mirrors. but in November I forced myself to stare at myself, I broke down. I had lied to myself for almost 3 years and I just couldn't, I cried so hard I got lightheaded and passed out. I was done playing a character. I wanted to return and do what I enjoy. what just happened to be YTPs Return to Social Media, and learning how to give up (2022 - Current)

November 2022, I returned to youtube after 7 months. My twitter, discord accounts, and other social media were deleted. I had to rebuild, I have to straight up "rediscover" my online friends like goddamn dora, I was ready to restart, the issue was that this whole time my mental health never went up. It kept going down, the more I did youtube, the less I noticed it, but it was there and it watched me cause I'm a fool, then I made a new twitter account. So I could try to find more people that I had either screwed over, or I used to be friends with, etc I wanted to say sorry to everyone but I forgot that the past came back, the person who made the other person draw rule 34 starting to fight me, and their "lil friends" With a destroyed mental health, I started to go crazy, I lost my mind, and, I just exploded. I started to spam on twitter about that "everyone hates me" or "everyone is about to get you" and it was stupid. The thing was. It felt like I was getting something out of my head, just not in a good way. I was done, I was full of self-loafing and hatred I had to blame it on everyone around me, after all it "couldn't be my fault" I told myself (lemme give you a hint it was), and so that way I could just live a happy life right? No. I have to move on, sorry for this crap. I should of shut up years ago - t3a TLDR: don't fight kids online and if you have bad mental health find a therapist asap.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I WANNA KNOW SO MANY OF YOUR OPINIONS AND STUFF BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START OR WHAT TO ASK. AAAAA. ;;;;;;

I'll start with the J man questions then! Cause I'm fascinated by your opinions on fashion and hairstyles while I understand nada of fashion. 🤣

What is your ranking of your favorite outfits of Jade Leech? Any hairstyle or outfit you WANT to see Jade in?

💕💕💕💕

OH MAN HOW M UCH TIME WE GOT hERE?????? WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN???????????

HoLD uP, LEMME wHiP OUT MAHB CHARTS NAD GRAPGHICS IF TUMBLR DIDN’T HAVE A 10 IMAGE LIMIT PER POST I WOULD SPAM ALL OF JADE’S CAR D AND GROOVY ART RIGHT HER ERIGHT NOW

OAKFUILSIUBAIFDAIFAD KN OKAY OKAY AWJ;GBIADFILADBLF CAKM DOWB LCALM DONWN DFKJASBADSBILABIUAIBULADFIYOADFIB OTL

Truth be told, I enjoy all most of Jade’s outfits adhuahbsdlasa so this will probably be less of a ranking and more of me analyzing each design and/or screeching about what I like best about each one. (DBIHLVskjgdvksad I’LL TRY TO KEEP IT TOGETHER AND ACTUALLY MAKE SMART COMMENTS I SWEAR I WILL)

***WARNING: I do go in depth about card designs yet to be released to the TWST En server, so please be warned that there ARE spoilers beneath the cut!***

Intense J word simping below, you have been warned.

R -- School Uniform

A simple but effective ensemble, a standardized outfit for all NRC students (but, as I have mentioned previously, how a character chooses to wear standardized clothing/little nuances and unique flourishes can tell us a lot about the wearer’s personality). He really comes across as a polite and well-put together individual just going by his pose and how impeccable his uniform is.

You’ll also notice that he buttons up his blazer and wears gloves that conceal the entirety of his hands. THIS IS ACTUALLY QUITE SIGNIFICANT IN TERMS OF INTUITIVE CHARACTER DESIGN, because if you think about Jade, he is very secretive about himself and rarely clarifies the few details about himself that he DOES share. Thus, it would make sense that he covers up as much as possible in the clothes he wears the most frequently--it’s a reflection of how he dislikes having his own privacy disturbed or invaded.

This is just speculation on my end, but... Considering the fact that Jade enjoys raising terrariums for the joy of having power and control over a small world wow, god complex much, I would not be shocked to learn that the gloves are a subtle way of “talking down” to others (as in, implying that they’re so beneath him he wouldn’t want to touch them with his bare hands). However, the gloves may also just be a practical thing (as Jade is often doing “dirty work”; the gloves could help in reducing obvious grime or friction in whatever task Jade is asked to perform).

QDIVSIYFYAGIYOFQEVUOFQVIAFL FOKAY BUT LEMME BRAIN ROT FOR A SEC HERE BUTADJAVSKDYAVSADVSYAFAFDVAFD AFVHDFVUOFVOFUEWOV IT WOUDL BE PRETT YHOT IF HE YOINKED THOSE GLOVES OFF WITH HIS SHARP TEEFS FESFABILIFYADIYADFDFALIVAFIVLAFE OTL

R -- PE Uniform

Another standardized set of clothes, this one optimized for exercise. Now, the PE Uniforms aren’t worn much differently across the cast of NRC boys, so I’ll be focusing on Jade’s pose/parts that my eyes are drawn to when I look at the card and the general look of the PE Uniform.

Firstly, I have to say that I appreciate the Octavinelle lavender on Jade (especially since the PE Uniform otherwise looks like prison yard clothing). Because of how soft it is, when that purple is paired with Jade’s deceptively gentle face... IT GIVES THE FALSE IMPRESSION THAT HE’S KIND 😂 

Another thing that I appreciate is that the tracksuit is just baggy enough to be practical for exercise and not like... skintight or too baggy. A fault of many gacha games is that form is prioritized over function (for example, female warriors may be scantily clad despite this being a realistic detriment to them in combat), because this is what will sell and rake in the cash (depending on the target demographic). I like that TWST has, in general, taken both form and function into account when designing clothes instead of skewing it hard to one over to other.

One big noticeable difference for Jade is that he has forgone his earring, which makes sense bcjsbsjs since it could get in the way of exercising. The same holds true for his later SR, Beans Camo, which also counts as athletic wear.

The stars of the show here are the waist and the neck/clavicle area. In the School Uniform, Jade is wearing his blazer over his waist, so it’s not as pronounced. Furthermore, he has his undershirt and tie done up so well that you don’t get a good view of that general area. BLESS PE UNIFORM JADE FOR GENEROUSLY SHOWING HIS CLAVICLE OFF LOOK AT HOW NICE IT IS FHLADBUAFYOFVAEYVFQEVUFQEIAVHLAFDVIDGSVOFABAFDIH

R -- Apple Boa

I will admit that (because this is the newest design) I am not as attached to this one as I am with the others. However, the Apple Boa is adorable in its own right and it deserves recognition for that!

The color they chose for Jade is really nice; I’m glad they didn’t choose a green-blue, as it may have blended with his hair color and made him look like an amorphous blob with a random black stripe or something. The fluffy trim, apple pompom on his hat, and knit all contribute to a very cozy and fuzzy feeling. It’s nice that they suited Jade up to handle the cold weather despite him already being so used to it (since the Coral Sea is freezing)!

The highlight is definitely his expression. He’s so excited to finally have his turn experiencing the mountains in a story event................................. but there’s still a slight curve to his smile, so you know you’ve got to stay wary around him.

SR -- Labwear

THANK YOU THANK YOUT HANK YOAUT AFLIHABIYFRIUALAEBT HTA IJNKYOYISUA TYORUYUETBHTHANNMKYOUA TOYUTHAN KU OTRUA NTBATTHAHNKNYOYYT ANT THANK YOU J LEECH FOR ACTUALLY WEARING YOUR LABWEAR PROPERLY even if you’re holding that pipette incorrectly, I forgive you--

... Anyway.

Jade is one of the few TWST boys that actually wears his lab uniform the correct way (he’s even wearing his safety goggles, bless him), and for that alone, he gets bonus points. LIKE HE’S BEING WAY MORE SAFE THAN THE TWO SCIENCE CLUB MEMBERS ARE, AND THAT’S SAYING SOMETHING, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY’RE DEALING WITH MAGIC SHIT IN THE LAB. The one thing I would recommend to Jade is to find some way to tie back his loose black stripe of hair, because that could become a safety hazard. Same goes for his dangly earring, that could get caught in something. Other than that, he’s fiiiine in more ways than one.

The petri dish in his hand is cute, but he should realistically be putting that on a table to reduce the chances of him dropping it or contaminating the sample with his hot eel breath. ashdbasiydasidb NOT MUCH ELSE I CAN SAY ABOUT THIS OTHER THAN I WAS GROWING MY OWN BACTERIA BABIES WHEN I FIRST SAW THIS CARD ART SO I FEEL A SPIRITUAL CONNECTION TO IT ASHUDBASYIASODIABDBIADB JADE LET’S RAISE BACTERIA BABIES TOGETHER

The Groovy art is ajdsnbasbifaoyvfyfwaoiyfsaiafsyafsafs cute............ OTL It’s not often when we get to see the “soft” side of Jade, so even if it’s not a gaze that’s directed at us/the player, I’m happy to see him happy with his beloved mushrooms.............................. His cheek is nice and squishy lookin’, like mochi... asdhlvuadkeafafvufa AND I KEEP STARING AT HIS LIPS FIYAFYAEOYAEIFDLIADBFAD BUT ANYWAY.

SR -- Ceremonial Robes

Of all the pre-Groovy art SR backgrounds, I like the Mirror Chamber the most. Sure, it’s dark, but I like the dim lighting and how it pairs well with the chandelier and the other dangly decorations suspending from the ceiling. It matches the Ceremonial Robes vibes quite well. 

SPEAKING OF THE CEREMONIAL ROBES, Jade wears them so well 😭 The sash accentuates his waist (even if it is covered for the most part), and we even get a flash of his thighs adbiasbiaffofialbifia which must be pretty strong from all the mountain trekking he does for club. His pose suits him too--it’s very cat-like and coy with the curled fingers and the slight smirk (smirk is more obvious in the Groovy). It lends Jade an air of mystery, but you can also see from the pose that he is very closed off and guarded. Again, this may be a nod to his preference to keep his privacy. DBIHLbdabilyfaildis HIS MOUTH/LIPS ON THIS CARD ART IS JUST TOP TIER I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH SDHABSIDIFAIYEFVYPIB;AFPYWABFUPBFA I JUST WANT TOA LSHFAYFQYAIFLFIAB;OFLIADBFIAF TOUYCH ASDHADBIAISS AT THE RIS K OF DYING

In the Groovy, we get a better look at his eye makeup. Something you’ll notice across all the Ceremonial Robes cards is that the eye makeup is EXTREMELY heavy, usually a smoky eye. This, paired with the robes, makes them look like members of a cult-- On Jade, it looks good because it emphasizes the shape of his (usually) narrow eyes. Actually, the Ceremonial Robes eye makeup makes him look way more sinister (given the right expression) than his Dorm Uniform makeup.

SR -- Beans Camo

YOU.

YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--

THE INFAMOUS ASS CARDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

ASDIASYUDYOFYIOVOVIYQEIFQEF I LIVE IN A CONSTANT LOVE-HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH BEANS CAMO JADE

That outfit is SO UGLY but because it’s Jade wearing it, he makes it look good and I have to accept it 😭 I’m not a fan of camo print to begin with, but Beans Camo somehow made camo worse by making it BRIGHT and with questionable kidney bean-like blotches. AND THE WEAPONS FOR THE EVENT LOOK SO RIDICULOUS, SO IT ONLY MAKES THE BEANS CAMO LOOK GOOFIER THAN IT ALREADY IS.

What I do enjoy is the black undershirt and pants; mostly because they don’t have a ton going on to distract your eyes. They hug and conform to the shape of his body well adhgvkuqfqygoefvyqevfial;illdbfna and I can stare at those or his gloves if I ever get sick of that camo (which, trust me, I will). I think the beret is also pretty cute, even if it is useless and probably more of a hinderance than a help in the fight (though maybe that’s a part of the camoflauge magic the teachers supposedly infused the clothes with).

While the Groovy is dynamic, I would have preferred something that gave a better shot (pun intended) of the black of the outfit and not the bright camo ahlbfuada but that’s just a personal preference thing, I guess.

OKAY WE’RE TAKING A COMMERCIAL BREAK TO FINALLY TALK ABOUT HIS ASS

THIS IS IT

THIS IS THE CARD THAT MADE THE FANDOM GO BUCK WILD AND START MASS PRODUCING A SLEW OF JADE ASS FAN ART which I’m thankful for, don’t get me wrong BUT LIKE??????????????????? When I look at this card, I don’t exactly see anything worth foaming at the mouth about (and I already foam at the mouth on a regular basis for Jade)??? Like... it’s just a normal butt, everyone has a butt, it’s nothing to write home about. I swear I’ve gone insane or something, because every Non-Twstie I ask about this agrees with me, but every Twstie I’ve spoken to tells me I’m just in denial about the EEL ASS--

SR -- Master Chef

hey

Hey

HEY

YOU SURE YOU’RE IN THE BEANS THEMED MASTER CHEF, J WORD???????? YOU SURE YOU’RE ACTUALLY SEAFOOD, J WORD??????? BECAUSE I SURE SEE A SUSPICOUS AMOUNT OF BEEF HERE

*wipes drool from mouth*

This is probably one of my favorite Jade cards!! Again, that Octavinelle lavender paints him as deceptively kind here, and you can tell from how he ties his apron that he’s skilled in the kitchen (experienced chefs know to not tie in a ribbon because it’s a potential fire hazard). ALSO THE DORITO BODY THE DORITO BOD THE EXPOSED FOREARMS THE EXPOSED FOREARMRMMMSSMMDFDABHLDVUAFIYADYFVAIYDVFBUA;FIBHLVOACBIILABAC BADBHILAIFLIADFLDABLIHADFBDFHFDAIBIFNOUAHFBVOADIFBAIBDFIPHAD

... Anyway, I really enjoy his expression. Very serene, very peaceful, very calm just like me. The one thing I would change (much like in his Labwear) is to remove the earring and tie back the black hair for safety reasons no, this is not an excuse for me to see Jade tuck his black strand behind his ear idk what you mean. Mmmm and the way he’s carefully handing his spatula he makes flipping Krabby Patties look sexy again 👌

THE GROOVY ART IS EVEN BETTER HE HAS HIS TEETH OUT HE’S SMILING LIKE A MANIAC HE LOOKS SO HAPPY WITH HIS GROVE OF QUESTIONABLY EDIBLE MUSHROOMS HE LOOKS SO UNHINGED IT’S FREAKING EVEN THE GHOSTS OUT

Side note, I took out a ruler and held it to my screen to measure the width of his body in the Groovy art and JADE IS SO MUCH MORE THICK THAN I THOUGH HE’D BE?????? LIKE PLEASE, IS HE SEAFOOD OR IS HE BEEF DON’T LIE TO ME LIKE THIS TWST

SSR -- Dorm Uniform

Alright, here’s the big one.

RIGHT AWAY, I gotta say the set/background is gorgeous. I love how the ceiling decorations spiral down in elegant coils and glow in the colors of an aurora....................and the shell phonograph is also a nice touch!! You can even see Floyd and Azul in the shot (would have been cool if they made one cohesive picture if you put their three dorm card artworks next to each other but alas, missed opportunity)! BUT THE MAIN DISH IS OBVIOUSLY JADE SO..................................

OTL

Like in his School Uniform, you can see that he keeps himself well-concealed for the Mostro Lounge’s hours of business. The hat is a nice addition to his outfit, and the colors are subdued but go well together and don’t overwhelm you. Jade has exchanged his black gloves for white ones with what I lovingly call a “butt crack window” for a circle of his palm to peek through which is just top tier 👌 (The best thing about a character that’s almost always covered up is that the instant you see, like, their exposed ankle or the slightest bit of skin, it gets me going BArKBSRalRbArKBARKBqRKbArKKKkKKbArKBarKakBjafaagLakNshecejwjwjBARK—)

I.

REALLY LIKE.

HIS SLIGHTLY CONDESCENDING SMILE/SMIRK OTL IT’S JUST POLITE ENOUGH FOR PLAUSIBLE DENIABILITY BUT JUST SHIT EATING GRIN ENOUGH TO MAKE ME WANNA DECK HIM with my lips HE HAS SUCH INTENSE RAT BASTARD ENERGY IN HIS DORM UNIFORM AND IT’S ATTROCIOUSly hot D-DUALITY............................ 💦

... This may be a controversial opinion, but Jade’s Dorm Uniform Groovy is not only my least favorite artwork for Jade, but it’s probably also my least favorite artwork in the entire game, PERIOD. I dislike it so much, in fact, that it’s a common joke in my friend circles that “Dorm Jade is missing his Groovy art”/we just pretend it doesn’t exist.

Like... I feel like I’m expected to readily accept ALL Jade related things because he’s my favorite character, but honestly?? If something has Jade slapped onto it, it’ll make me critique it MUCH harsher 😂 And that’s definitely the case for this Groovy. It isn’t... “bad”, per say, but it’s a disappointment to me after the initial art was so nice.

The angle they chose for his face was EXTREMELY unflattering, and I feel like Vil takes up a good chunk of the frame (thus fighting with Jade for the spotlight). The subject of the scene was also just... not to my tastes? I get why it appeals to certain people, but helping someone into shoes is literally one of the least appealing things I can think of because all it reminds me of is helping your kid sibling get ready for preschool. I don’t know, for all the things Jade was helping Vil with in the vignettes, I REALLY feel like they could have chosen something better to illustrate as the Groovy 💦 THE MAIN THING THAT MESSES WITH ME IS HIS FACE THOUGH 😭 JADE USUALLY HAS SUCH A PRETTY FACE BUT IT LOOKS SO OFF-PUTTING AND UNCANNY VALLEY THERE???? THAT AIN’T CUTE, J LEECH.........................

SSR -- Scary Outfit

There’s a lot of components to this one, so let’s break it down one by one! (Hats off to the devs for putting a creative twist on the concept of a mummy costume; most mummy costumes just equate to skintight bandages and almost nothing else in terms of additional accessories).

FIRSTLY???? I’m super digging (yes, pun also intended) the graveyard background and the ghostly blueish tone to the whole piece 😳 The spooky vibes are impeccable dhsvsjsvjw BUT WHO CARES ABOUT THAT WHEN WE HAVE A HOT MUMMY MAN

The bandages on the hat and serving as fhe skirt/coattails really flow well, and since they’re a light material they lend a dynamic feel to the outfit, whether the wearer is standing still or movie, or whether it’s just the autumn breeze batting them around. (Oddly enough, Jade removes his earring for Halloween chsvsjsbjde bUT NOT FoR LAB OR foR COOKING??????!) The little bone bowtie in the hat is comedic and corny but cute kxbdjsvdjeje it grew on me over time!

This outfit has a LOT of belts and straps to it (which is typically a look I really dislike), but it actually pairs quite well with the monochromatic color scheme. With such a simple color palette, it doesn’t clash with all the buckles and other accessories that tie the look together. (I usually don’t comment on pants but ckdbjsbdjs the amount of buckles on that pair is insane, it looks like it would take an eternity to put on and take off djdvsjsbsjdbjs) Also, as I mentioned in my review of the Beans Camo art, I enjoy Jade in clothing that fits his form well and we pretty much got that for Scary Outfit too 😭 with the addition of whatever weird things he has strapped to his chest dbdbsgvwuwjdkdbdh WHATEVER IT STILL LOOKS GOOD

I already really liked the clothes, but the pose makes it all the better chisvshsvshe It really OTL shows off his nice thighs fbjsbsjebej AND THEM YOU GOT THE DARK SMIRK PAiRED WiTHE THE WAY HEmS JUST............ tiGHTLY GRiPPING ONTo THAT BAmDAgE???? WHat FOR, SIR?????? PUT THAT DOWM BefORE YOu SmACk SoMeoNE?????????? <- absolutely whipped

OH WND THEn Yhe GROOVY ThE fUVki g GROOVY???????? 😭 I love that TWST does a lot of unconventional things with its events, including some of the Halloween Groovies. Most games would cbjsbsjsjs use uncap art as a chance for traditionally fanservice (idk, like douse J word in fruit punch so he gets all wet and sticky and we can see his clothes cling to him), but NAHHHH, TWST devs just came for our throats and tried to genuinely terrify us. It’s refreshing to see, sjdbjsbsjs and I was so hype when I got to see an unhinged Jade card for the first time (this was before the SR Master Chef release).

bcisbsjsjsjs I THINK IT’S FUNNY THaT the lighting even in the Groovy is very soft and pastel-y yet it’s there illuminating his scary face 😂 Here, we can see all the elements of his costume really coming together to make for one unified “mummy” look; the “bone” bandages falling apart, all the belts trying to hold his “decaying” body together, the “flesh” beneath the bone turning black from rot... And, of course, his crazed expression 😳 Love that one eye’s more open than the other, it makes me feel like he’s super getting into scaring others and he’s finally letting loose, going all out, having a real scream of fun himself....................................

IT’S SO MUCH FUN THAT YOU CAN??? SEE SO MUCH DETAIL THAT YOU CAN LITERALLY COUNT EVERY TOoTH IN hiS gAPiNG MOUTH........................ IN FACT, when his Halloween card first released, my rot was so immense that I had a prolonged argument with a friend about how many teeth were in Jade’s mouth 😳

LASTLY, A MINOR DETAIL I LOVE ndvw hcuwvwhwjejj HIS PAINTED NAILS................ OTL BROI WAs RoTTinG SO HARD TO THAT cuZ I LiKE pAiNTIFnmg MY NAiLs TOO AnD I WANTED So hQrD TO lPAiNT gis nQiLs WhNe I SAW hIS SCARY OUTfiT

SSR -- Birthday Boy

PUT YOUR HAND AWAY MISTER OTHERWISE I WILL MCFUCKING HOLD YOUR HAND SO HARD THAT I’LL START CRYING ON YOUR FANCY SUIT OTL I REALLY LIKE HIS POSE IT’S POLITE BUT IT ALSO HAVE A SORT OF CHEEKINESS TO IT

The only things worth nothing on his outfit are the colors of the sash and the ribbon being different (but not unexpected, given the colors differed on the other boys) and the lapel pin. It’s a cute little mushroom!! HBFIFBABDAOGUDBAID It’s very cute and suits him. I find it interesting that the mushroom is so round and cute looking when Jade is very... well, decidedly NOT that (at least not his TRUE personality). And, as expected, he’s buttoned up properly and all.

He looks kind of slim compared to other artworks in his Groovy, but I think that’s because his arm is blocking off the view of some of his body. This Groovy artwork also shows us Jade looking surprised, which drastically alters his eye shape, making it come off as more of what we would consider a “typical” eye shape. It almost makes him look like a totally new character ifiasdasbdasodiladbasod I also like that the Groovy shows him having a tender moment of just goofing around with Floyd <3 Very wholesome, but the picture doesn’t make as much sense if you don’t also have Birthday Boy Floyd’s Groovy. They really tell a story when put together!

SSR -- Union Birthday

Honestly, I prefer the Birthday Boy standard art to the Union Birthday standard art. One massive gripe I have with the Union Birthdays is that ALL of the boys wear their clothes the same way. This was not the case for Birthday Boys (for example, you’d have more laidback characters with their shirts slightly undone/unbuttoned), and I’m not sure why they removed that small aspect of uniqueness for the Union Birthdays. This isn’t really a change that affects Jade (because let’s be real, he’d probably be wearing it properly anyway), but I just wanted to make note of that because it DID end up affecting Floyd, and it was so weird to see that.

Speaking of Union Birthdays in general, though? Not a fan. I would be fine with it if it were just the formal elements (bowtie, vest, dress shirt, etc.), but the letterman jacket ruins it all for me. In my opinion, it clashes terribly and adds too many complicated elements and designs to art that already has WAY too much going on in the comic book style background. (Admittedly, I’m also biased against the jacket because it reminds me of stereotypical high school movie jocks being comedically evil for no reason... and I really dislike that trope.)

ON THE PLUS SIDE, WE GET A GOOD LOOK AT J WORD’S TINY TINY TINY WAIST IN HIS UNION BIRTHDAY ART, THAT’S SOMETHING AT LEAST. As usual, his expression is also on point I hate how he’s staring right at you, and I like the little Mountain Lovers Club patch~

The Groovy for this card, though??? SO GOOD, I MUCH PREFER IT TO THE BIRTHDAY BOY GROOVY ASDIAIDADKJABDADSIABIDBPAFOADSIFF It’s another brief moment where we get to see Jade genuinely smile AND WITH HIS TEETH OUT THIS TIME asdhbasdas He so rarely smiles like that while actually enjoying himself and having fun with his peers, looking all messy................................ HE DESERVES THE WORLD SBFHUHAUDFBADFIAPODAIFPAPIBVFSIBDC

TO SUMMARIZE:

Cards I like both the standard artwork AND the Groovy: Labwear, Ceremonial Robes, Master Chef, Scary Outfit

Cards I like only the standard artwork: School Uniform, PE Uniform, Apple Boa, Dorm Uniform, Birthday Boy

Cards I like only the Groovy: Union Birthday

Cards I like only because it’s Jade wearing the clothes and not someone else: Beans Camo

What I want to see in the future:

Pajamas (sleepover event?)

More suits (I don’t care what the excuse is, just stuff Jade into a suit. Multiple suits. ALL OF THE SUITS. Could be prince or butler or an idol or literally anything.)

Eel form (specifically as a playable card)

GIANT MUSHROOM MASCOT COSTUME

Jade with his (contra)bass (maybe in a music-themed event)

Jade promoting gambling (casino dealer, bunny ears, something along those lines)

POMEFIORE UNIFORM JADE (dorm swap event?)

JADE DRESSED LIKE FLOYD (like maybe the twins decide to swap lives for a day because they’re bored)

BARTENDER JADE BARTENDER JADE (serving non-alcoholic drinks, of course)

Dorm Leader Jade sorry not sorry Azul

Jade but just as a blanket burrito

Jade with slicked back hair

Jade with black hair tucked behind his ear

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hear me out, for the prompts, 13 or 14 with Spamton 👀

14) "I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you."

.......

"[Y/N]!! I HAVE A [Specil Surprise]!! JUST FOR YOUR EYES ONLY!! PLEASE COME AT ONCE!"

Hearing the urgency in Spamton's voice, you got up from whatever you were doing and ventured into his room. You couldn't imagine what sort of "surprise" he had in store for you.

It could be anything, really. But you never expected it to be...strange-looking blue eggs that were just sitting there in the middle of the bed. The shirts, sticks, and scarves surrounding them were arranged to resemble a poorly made nest.

Was he..secretly part bird?

"Um..care to explain this?"

"WHY, IT'S PIPIS!"

"....pipis? Like the clams?"

"NO WAY, JOSE!! THERE'S NO...! THERE'S NO....! THERE'S NO PIPIS QUITE LIKE MY PIPIS!" Spamton jumped onto the bed and gestured wildly to the nest, like he was at some auction. "WELL? WHATDYA THINK? IMPRESSED?? SO [[%$#^]] SCARRED FOR LIFE? YOU CAN FRY 'EM AND...!! AND...!!!"

But as he rambled, you watched his expression carefully, noticing how his hands shook and he started to sweat. Not to mention his glitchy vocal tics were acting up already. It was starting to reflect on him physically, too.

You finally spoke up. "Spam, I'm not weirded out if that's what you're concerned about."

"...HUH? YOU'RE NOT GONNA [Throw Away Useless Trash]??"

"No? Obviously they mean a lot to you so..why would I?"

".........."

"Spam?"

Rather suddenly he plopped his rear onto the bed, a small bounce accompanying the movement. Now his glasses were dark, his painted rosy cheeks gone as well. He looked eerily lifeless.

In worry you sat beside him, before glancing back at the Pipis. Hoping he didn't mind, you took a closer look at the nest.

*Check

*"The original". An invasive species of freshwater clam

'Huh, not that helpful. Maybe they're a mix of seafood and bird eggs?'

You wouldn't put it past Spamton to sell some weird hybrid stuff like this. Though you didn't want to imagine where he got these from.

Maybe he didn't know that answer himself, or somebody didn't want him to tell you.

Feeling an abrupt weight against your arm, you snapped out of it and looked down to see him staring up at you in return. With that same soulless gaze that became less scary and more..saddened.

"This is all I have to offer...I'm sorry. It's pitiful and pathetic, like me."

"Wh..is that what you're worried about? Repaying me?" You set a hand on top of his head, ruffling his hair. "I mean..I'll accept this as repayment if you say they're useful-"

"AND THEY ARE!! I SWEAR!1 [[No Strings Attached]]!!" His colors returned, though his voice still trembled as much as his body. "I CAN...I CAN BE USEFUL!! SEE?! YOU DESERVE ONLY THE BEST [Goods And Services] FROM SPAMTON G SPAMTON--but I deserve nothing. I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you...HAHA, WHAT?" Tears pricked his eyes as he forced a wide grin.

"I told you that you didn't need to worry about repaying me, but it's okay." You reassured him. "I appreciate it."

"I KEPT THIS A SECRET FOR [1997 Years] AND..AND YOU JUST [Accept Offer Immediately]???" He gawked. "I'VE USED THEM TO [Cause Excruciating Pain], FYI."

"Ah so they're for self-defense, too? That's cool."

It was clear that he was trying to make you dislike the Pipis, for whatever reason. But you weren't perturbed in the slightest.

"[%$&*]!! NOT WHAT I EXPECTED BUT...THANK YOU! I WILL MAKE YOU FRIED PIPIS FOR [Bed n' Breakfast Motels]!!" His smile turned genuine, relieved he could trust his Pipis with you.

"I look forward to tasting one." You chuckled.

[excalibursbane]

okay! it's hard coming up with something with no base point, so I'm sorry for the late reply!! but maybe platonic!cc!BenchTrio x streamer!reader who always makes jokes out of hate and stuff? like hate doesn't get to them and they make it a joke!

"idk I just think y/n should do [thing] more n [thing] less :/" "I think you should stop watching if it bothers you that much 💃"

"just unsubbed to y/n, feeling good" "just fucked your mom, feeling good"

type of thing yk :) (if another blog does something similar they aren't stealing dw! I just like this idea and might write a bit too, but I'm on a writing break for me n my friend's bday!)

sorry it's kinda specific ;;; - slime anon

Hey that’s okay!! Don’t be sorry ^^ this sounds fun hehe I kinda ran out of ideas on this?? but hey it's pretty damn funny if i do say so myself, enjoy ^^

Something kinda funny I realized while writing this: my computer likes to correct Ranboo to Rainbow.

Pairing: cc!BenchTrio x streamer!reader (platonic) Type: Fluff ig? Warning: slight coarse language, mild streamer hate

“Oh, another dono! Thank you for the twenty, kind stranger!” The dono read off a kind message as you placed a few more blocks, towering up to start the roof of your house. Then a highlighted message in chat popped up, you turned and read it aloud:

“Hey maybe you should swear less there’s probably kids watching this- They can watch what they want, maybe you should take it up the ass less since you’ve clearly stuck your head up there trying to figure out what all you’ve lost.” With a smug grin on your face, you heard the two British streamers you were on call with lose their minds with Ranboo chuckling in the background.

“Oh that was good!! That was really good, y/n!” Tubbo exclaimed. You grinned, listening to Tommy absolutely lose his mind on his end. Even with the mask and glasses on, you could tell that Ranboo was grinning as well. You chuckled, flipping off the camera in the direction of your chat.

“Thanks Tubbo, I’m honestly used to it by now.” You shrugged it off, determined to keep playing. Hate didn’t shake you anymore, there were always some people every stream. They could easily be banned, no big deal. Finishing the roof, you hopped off and destroyed the cobble tower you’d made, walking around to the front and admiring the view. “Hey chat, what do you think? I think it looks pretty good.” Tommy and Tubbo nodded in agreement, with Tommy praising the roof, a nice A-frame built with stairs.

“Looks good, y/n! Better than I could do.” Ranboo commented, chuckling at his own comment. You scoffed at him playfully, remembering some of his past builds.

“Oh that’s bullshit and you know it.” Ranboo snickered in return and put his hands up in an “I surrender” gesture.

Several minutes later and two more cabins built, you noticed your chat spamming something.

“Whoa hey, what’s going on??” You asked, scrolling up to see what’d happened. Another highlighted message from someone with a very similar account name to the last hater had sent something. You read it and smirked, laughing softly. “I’m gonna read this out loud here… ‘Just reported all y/n’s streams for nudity, feeling good’” You tried to contain yourself, then burst out laughing louder than you think you ever had on stream before. “You reported me for nudity of all things? Well shit I think the mods or whoever has to watch all that’s gonna love my content. I should be reporting your mother for nudity though seeing as she’s the one who showed me her tits last night.”

Chat exploded. Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo absolutely lost their minds as you sat, grinning like royalty. You turned to the camera, a smug grin on your face, and clicked the person’s username, slamming down the ban hammer. “I do this all the time guys, not a big deal.” You snickered, watching everyone spam emoji walls and “POG” over and over again, turning back to your monitor to help Tommy with his house. “No big deal, just another day on the SMP.”

[manjiropie]

do whatever is in your mind.

Young Mikey x Reader!

Warn! no warnings today! enjoy!

It's not often Mikey and I have a quarrel. We do bicker here and there, but that's what happens between friends, right?

I've joined Toman for almost a year now– although I've known Manjiro for much longer. I met him through Emma, who is a big friend of mine for as long as I can remember. She was there for me at times when I felt like there was no exit, no light. She's an extremely important part of my life– of me.

I've come to realize that I have been spending more and more time near Mikey, which is not bad, I do enjoy his presence. He may look tough and intimidating but he's just like a mochi: freezing cold on the outside but melting saccharine inside. Now that I'm a part of the gang and actually get to know and participate, I've gotten closer to him. Here and there Mikey invites me out.

"So, it's like a date?" I'd smirk suggestively at him.

"In your dreams." He'd try to hide his smile and he'd look away.

However, there are a few little habits he has that tend to send me on a rage trip. I get mad easily. Things will likely set on fire quickly. It's not that I want to, but my mother is not one of the most patient people in the world and she tells me to cool down. As if.

This last week was the cherry on top.

Mikey had crossed the line. He had pissed me off in every single way possible. He pretended not to listen to me while he was eating. He would answer me in a "oh, I don't really fucking care about what you're talking about!" way. He tripped while he was laughing hysterically at something Draken had said and his pink lemonade was all over my white shirt. He drew in an assignment that was due to the next day for my math class. He told me off for no reason at all in front of everyone in the last Toman's meeting... all of that wasn't on purpose. I am aware of how incredibly short his attention spam is when it comes to not so important affairs. But, fuck, couldn't he just be a little nicer to me? At least during last week where I was having sharp cramps in my fucking uterus? Yeah, maybe he didn't know that because I try not to be so obvious. But when he told us we'd be training last thursday I almost laid on the ground in fetal position and cried for hours. I didn't! I fought and then went home and cried.

Then, this Saturday– today –he invited me to his house to hang out. Emma was with a friend and his grandfather was out of town. When he called me to his house we never did much. We'd watch TV, hang out on the couch discussing stupid stuff, we'd be on our phones... nothing so wow. It was still fun, though.

I wasn't in the best mood to leave my comfy bed but I was way less in the mood to fight him off over the phone. So I slid out of the bed and dressed the first jeans I saw laying on the end of my bed and the oversized Nirvana shirt hanging off my chair (it's actually my dad's shirt, shhh).

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I knocked twice on his bedroom's door.

"Come in." He yelled from inside. I open the door and he's laying on the bed, his head hanging off of it and his hair is almost touching the floor. His face lit up and he rolled over so he laid on his stomach. I walk over and sit down beside him.

"What's up with the frown?" I didn't notice I was frowning to be honest. Guess the bad mood followed me here.

I shrug.

"Ugh, don't tell me you're in a bad mood." He whines. "I called you here to chill and you're already angry. What's up?" He lays on his pillow and swings his legs to place them on my lap. I huff and shove them off, getting up.

"You've been treating me like shit the whole week and now you wanna chill?" I say, more calm than I thought.

"I did not treat you like shit this week? When do I treat you like shit?" His tone was one of disbelief and confusion.

"Ah, Mikey. Embarrassing me in front of the rest of gang; spilling your drink on my school shirt, which is now stained; ignoring me or answering like you're bored..." I list them off on my fingers. "I am the one who asks, what's up with you?! God, you're always being so unpredictable, which is good sometimes but not like this! Not to me!"

I flop down on the couch, starting to get tired of this whole thing. Knowing Mikey, I know that he'll not lay down again.

"So you're the only one allowed to have bad days now?" He sits on the edge of his bed and I turn my head around lazily, uninterested, bored, like him.

"You were laughing incredibly loud with Takemitchi and Draken friday."

"You can be so annoying sometimes."

"Oh, I'm the annoying one now?" I stand up.

"If you don't like my company, why did you even come in first place?" He also stands. We don't have much height difference, but he's hardly two inches taller than me.

His voice is calm, like always. Which makes me infuriated. "Fucking hell! Does it hurt for you to apologize!?" My sudden outburst takes him on surprise, and me, too.

"I already apologized, stop whining about it."

"I'm not whining–"

"If you weren't," he walks to his desk and sets a cup that was once beside his bed down. "You would've dropped this matter before."

"You don't give a damn about what I feel, do you, Mikey?"

"What?" He turns around, brows knit together.

"You heard me. You made me have a bad week and the least you could do is apologize, you dumbass!" I stomp to his direction.

"I already did! Why don't you–"

"Shut up or I'll punch you." I say, slightly looking up.

His eyebrows twitch and he slowly tilts his head to the side, like a puppy. "Or what.. ?"

"Are you fucking deaf?" I point to my ears.

He comes a little closer. "You're gonna do what if I don't shut up?"

"I'm going to punch you if you don't stop being a brat." I sneer at him. My blood boiling. The stress from this shitty past week overflowing in that moment.

"Oh, yeah?" I could feel his breath oh my nose.

"What? Are you doubting me? I would." I jerk up an eyebrow. I've never fought physically with him. But it's not like I can't.

"I'd like to see you try." His eyes flicker to my lips for a brief second and my breath fails, making me cough.

"What? Can't punch me?" He amuses.

"Fuck you."

Suddenly I feel an arm sneak around my waist and in a second I'm chest to chest with Mikey. My eyes widen– his were peaceful as ever, although superior.

"Do it." He says, looking down at me.

The way he's holding me is making my head spin. True, Mikey is cute...

"Do what?"

He laughs at my confused expression. "I don't know... what did you say you'd do to me?"

Ha ha.

His hold on me tightens.

"Do whatever is on your mind." He says.

My eyes roam free between his eyes and his soft pink lips. Do whatever is on your mind.

If he knew what was on my mind, would he still allow me to?

"Do it," he encourages me once again, "aren't you the 'oh so brave' one? Punch me, yell at me, do whatever you want to me."

Those words were the last push I needed. My hands find the soft skin of his neck, hidden by his long hair. I pull him close and lock our lips together. I feel him making a little sound, I don't know if it was surprise or relief.

If by just looking at it his lips seemed soft, actually touching it felt like kissing cotton candy or guessing cloud shapes.

He didn't pull back, in fact, he held me with both hands. I have no clue how he did that but it seemed as though all of my worries dissipated as we kissed.

My heart was beating so fast that it made my chest hurt. My head started to pound when I spent a little too long without air. I pull back from his lips and keep my gaze on them as I breathe heavily.

"Hm." He hums quietly, almost dreamily if you'd ask me.

I look up at his face and smile a bit, noticing how his cheeks are pink. I lift an eyebrow up as if asking what he was thinking. He shakes his head and then puts his right hand on my cheek, caressing it. He kisses me again. This time is slower. As though being present in the moment. As if it were just me and him and nothing else.

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