#can’t wait to finish her timeline tho!

[leviiackrman]

WIP WEDNESDAY;

I was tagged (over MULTIPLE weeks) by @lilywatt @a-treides @greenecreek (possibly more) to show some wips, and I finally have something to share! Life has been busy - applying for jobs and going back to work in general etc - but I have some things I wanted to showcase, so enjoy Asami Wednesday! Thank you sm for the tags🤍

I’ve been talking to @shellibisshe about our gals Amara & Asami recently, which has inspired me to FINALLY draw Asami in her fantasy AU form! Based on the end credits sequence set in a fantasy world, Asami is a mermaid that can turn human out of the water (think aquamarine) so I’m working on her human and mermaid designs! She has a v little mermaid coded moment with Barbarian Bakugo - as she saved him from drowning when he falls off of Kiri in dragon form tehe. Alongside that I’m currently writing out her timeline (also FINALLY) so have a snippet of her first day at UA! I still have plenty more to write before it’s ready to share but I’m waiting on my new tablet keyboard to arrive so my life is easier lmao. I hope you enjoy!

“Asami’s first official day was a rollercoaster. The anxiety she felt standing at the front of the class made her want to burst into tears, seeing so many talented yet unfamiliar faces now staring at her in confusion

Being thrust into a room about to elect their class president was the perfect cover to slip into her back row seat and hope no one approached her right away

A few classmates had already expressed excited at her joining the class, while a few faces across the room looked more then displeased - one boy in particular attempting to murder her with his eyes

Before she knew it homeroom was over, and lunch was about to start. Unsure where to go or what to do, Asami stayed sat in her seat, before a hoard of students flooded her table to make introductions

The first names that stuck in her mind were Mina, Kirishima and Denki, while a few more reserved members approached her more gently

A tall boy by the name of Ida - the newly elected class president - ushered the hoard of questioning students away before offering Asami the opportunity to have lunch with himself and some other classmates

Asami bashfully accepted, watching as everyone left the classroom before being introduced to a girl names Ochaco and a boy named Izuku

For the first time ever, Asami was eating lunch with other students. The awe of the moment left her speechless for the most part, but the odd few questions throw her direction made her talk more than she was used to. It was a pleasant conversation

The day ended on a slightly unpleasant note however. Whilst leaving the classroom to go to her new accommodation, Asami was approached by the same scowling boy from before

His tone was unpleasant and accusatory, something she had grown used to over time, but his words struck her hard as he accused her of having a free pass into the best hero school in the country

The words stung a lot, and made her already inferior demeanour grow tenfold”

Tagging: @carrionsflower @risingsh0t @simonxriley @tommyarashikage @kanos @confidentandgood @unholymilf @florbelles @thedeadthree @shellibisshe @roofgeese @aezyrraeshh @faerune @tekehu @jackiesarch @minaharkers @sergeiravenov @carlosoliveiraa @rosenfey @queennymeria @heroofpenamstan @tethrras @jamessunderlandgf @solasan @bigbywlf @delzinrowe @fenharel @imogenkol

[dangermousie]

Various things none of which deserve their own post.

1. This short drama drops today and I can’t wait! Honestly short dramas are where it’s at lately:

2. Speaking of short dramas, I finished Lovesickess and Rise from the Ashes - the former was a gender swapped Ancient Love Song with a happy ending (tho not as good) and I truly truly enjoyed it - it would have made a great proper drama circa 2010. Our protag accidentally time travels to the past and meets and falls in love with the powerful 28 year old Duke who seems to know her. When things end as badly as they can, she attempts to travel back to save him but now she meets 21 year old him and when that ends, her last attempt is to meet him for a small bit of time when he’s 7. (She has no control of where in the timeline it ends up.) Unlike ALS, they do give them a happy ending, despite the gloriously emo line from his tomb letter to the effect of “I was running towards loving you and you were running towards losing me” (paraphrase.)

Ashes was total insanity in the best way, like The Double on speed, where our FL after being murdered by her husband in conjunction with her half sister, transmigrates to her younger self and sets out to revenge. She’s ably assisted by the ML who has his own grudges against the bad guys and who the OTP decide pass as her uncle - and all the other characters buy it. One of the most deliciously demented parts of this drama is that for a large chunk of it various characters believe an uncle and niece are having an affair (because the OTP ain’t subtle) and either try to use that to bring them down or, like FL’s slimy father and husband, go “oh well, it would be more scandal if this came out, gonna ignore.”

Between all the stuff in these two dramas, if they were regular dramas, censors would probably spontaneously combust.

3. Dashing Youth continues to be great. There are all those hijinks but they have a seriously seriously dark undertone - like the scene where BDJ’s master dies and he loses it and BDJ’s doting grandpa comments matter of factly to the dad that now the kid has seen the true face of jianghu - it’s not chivalry or friendship or glamor but this (death and loss.)

4. Olympics are coming which means slim pickings for dramas for a few weeks. Not being much of a sports fan, I am just happy I have a long reading backlog.

[dashielldeveron]

I tried to type this ask up when I had just finished the route but I was too emotional and ended up sounding a mess. So now I’ve had time to compose my thoughts and omg. We need to talk about how fucked up the last soulmate troupe got me because holy shit????? U need to pay for ur crimes against me 😭😭😭

spoiler warning for like the entire last chapter of soulmate troupe

first of all I CANT BELIEVE THAT NOT ONLY WAS THERE A SUPER IMMERSIVE REAL WORLD, YOU ALSO CREATE A SUPER IMMERSIVE FAKE DREAM WORLD????? ur brain 🧠🧠🧠🧠 too big too talented. I loved the dream world so muchhh it makes me so excited for that fantasy shinsou ff you mentioned wanting to write especially because fantasy shinsou made me miss the fuck out of soulmate shinsou (AND THAT FEELING GETS SO MUCH WORDE CONSIDERING THE TIMELINE SITUATION SUBPLOT. we will get to it…………..) but back to the fantasy world. I love that we are dango in spirit world it’s so cute 😭😭😭 I have like a little sketch of it done already. Also love how we meet midoriya later so he doesn’t take complete focus immediately and we can get all this lovely world building and he fits into that so naturally!! But when he does show up?? Loved that detailed outfit description u know it’s being drawn up like rn… and I can’t wait to finish it so we can look respectfully at him.

My feelings abt midoriya in this route went through the biggest rollercoaster because he is genuinely crazy I can see why he was quite hard to write like 😭😭😭😭 PLEASE GET THAT MAN A THERAPIST UR MONOLOGUES ABOUT WANTING TO BE LOVED AND WILL CHANGE ANYTHING ABOUT URSELF IS NOT NORMAL. Him in the waterfall was so intense and I really do love that mc is very stubborn and wants him to love her in an authentic way that’s not just a copied from his relationship with uraraka, like he wants him to love her in the right way!!! Healthy!!! That scene made me have kinda mixed feelings about him because although he’s very determined to love reader + insane body he’s also kinda ?? unhinged?? lolol, but I did grow to really really love him, him learning to love the mc not because they’re soulmates and supposed to but actually loving the person was very well done and he’s incredibly understanding about being mcs apprehension to being with him is vvv sweet (especially considering it causes him actual physical pain, to point of literally almost DYING, because reader rejected him so harsh) and his unhingness becomes kinda endearing🤗🤗 when it’s not depersonalizing ( it does really make sense for his character to be kinda crazy tho , being determined to change even the most impossible of situations is like his whole thing, so no wonder afo lit up when mc told him she doesn’t want him. Crazy ass man) . Vice versa reader learning to love him was also incredibly written!!!!! I loved that sun metaphor so much u don’t understand it’s a beautiful way to describe loving him and it fits so well😭😭😭😭😭😭 my heart 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 from wanting nothing to do with him to posting an edit of his nipples ❤��

however. HOWEVER. we do have to address the soulmate timeline situation because how can u wreck me like this 😭😭😭😭😭 WHATS WRONG WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUU WHEN I GOT UP TO THE SCENE WHERE READER FALLS INTO THE POOL AND GETS FLASHES OF THE OTHER ROUTES??? YOU ARE SICK!!! HOW CAN YOU WRITE BEAUTIFUL LITTLE SNIPPETS FROM EACH TIMELINE WHICH ENCAPSULATE THE ORIGINAL ENERGY OF EACH OF THE ROUTES SO WELL. IM SICK. It did not help that when I was up to that part I was already on the fence about midoriya and then I had to miss all the other guys as well 😔😔 (highlights for me was definitely monoma , because omg I miss ur monoma so much seeing him was so cruel…and my interpretation of him being the one to pop the champagne was definitely because it was an event about us….. engagement party…..(( at least in my head lolol)) also really loved shinsous it broke my heart in so many ways… ‘I’ve loved you for so long and I never thought I’d even be allowed to look your way’ I MISS HIM SO BAD. AND THE FACT THAT HE FEELS THE EXACT SAME WAY IN EVERY ROUTE OH MY GOD!! YOU ARE KILLING ME!!!) . Although I missed them all incredibly I think the way the ‘harem’ (lol) was handled with guilt instead of like typical fic harem was so so so good. It’s really a perspective you see addressed in fic like at all but I think readers reaction was incredibly realistic and (as everything u write is) so so so well written, like reader storming into bkgs office to sit on his lap and make out w him IN FONT OF MIDORIYA (also bkg opening his mouth?? He’s so messy 😭😭😭) and then throwing up and passing out on his carpet. it was so sad but also so funny at the same time. And then getting jumped by the whole harem at the end was CRAZYY THE FACT THEY ALL KNEW ( idk how aizawa took the news that in a separate timeline he’d be dating one of his students esp considering how he HATEDDDD it during his route lololol poor guy) but it was well concluded. Mvp shinsou ‘ he’s the only one who loves you enough to let you go’. Kill. Me.

anyway I’m so sorry for the absolute wall of text. I’m no wordsmith so hopefully it wasn’t too painful to get through. I’ll probably have more concise thoughts when I reread this route a million times like a have others, there’s always something that I miss the first time around that I’ll comment on lolol (hopefully wayyyy more short than this )Concluding statement is that I actually fucking loved this fic so much it made me clinically insane. I can’t wait to finish all the little doodles I have sketched up and send them to u. I’m so fucking sad that soulmate troupe is ending because genuinely no fic has fucked me up like that ever in my life, but I’m also so excited to see what you write next so I can be fucked up yet again. And if you ever do return to the series for like any vignettes I’ll scream and cry ❤️

route discussion under the cut!

firstly, i'm sooooooooo relieved that the dream world/reality stuff was clear and made sense. i was worried i was too far up my own ass to see if anything about dream/reality were super baffling!!! we needed to be dango. we needed to be the world's most reluctant catgirl. it's good for the reader character to get to claw into people every once in a while; she needs the stress outlet. and yayyyy yeah we meet midoriya later in the fic......i imagine they started dreaming about the fantasy world on the same night, but they were so physically far apart that they didn't find each other for ages. but lol it must've SUCKED for midoriya lololol bc at least reader gets to wake up with friends, right??? he wakes up, like, three feet in snow, completely alone, near a town he can't recognise, and suddenly there's a DRAGON. i'm interested in looking at him, but i can't guarantee it'll be respectfully 👀👀👀

midoriya's fucked up!!! he's so fucked up!!! and he's so sincere about it!!! yeah and he gets to monologue/ramble a lot, so we hear all this crazy shit....like, dude, i get that one of the minor themes of this route is "to be loved is to be changed," but NOT LIKE THAT, IZUKU. i imagine he's v v unhinged about things bc he's in his head so much and therefore doesn't anyone to say that perhaps are not healthy. however it's v sexy, so for the sake of fiction, i forgive him 💚💚💚

yeahhhh the sun metaphor is a bit of indulgent meta commentary from me, particularly about how it seems like, in some parts of the fandom, talking about him alone, on his own merits, is seen as boring. some people tend to talk about him in comparison with someone else, like bakugou or todoroki. and then!!! the stuff about how we only know about katsudon, the only fact outside of hero pursuit/worship!!! it's another contributing factor to why this route was difficult to write!! bc there's not a whole lot of straight info/facts out there; i ended up rereading a lot of the mange to scrape for his personality traits/mannerisms myself!!! i really think there's a lot to be said about midoriya, especially his self-destructive/-sacrificial impulses (bc he essentially only thinks of himself as Useful, not confident or capable), but he's usually not talked about alone!!! (at least in my experience.) and i think that contributes to him seeming not as interesting--like, we know weird shit about bakugou, like he mountain climbs, goes to bed at 8:30, hates when people smoke--and we don't get weird little details like that for midoriya. we only get, like, hero training stuff. which is NICE, but it's not the whole cow. it's up to us to spruce up our boy 😤

yes yes yes the altar!!! the pool!! the glimpses back to other routes!!!! isn't it nice to feel angst for situations impossible in real life??? angst usually gets to me in fic and i have to be in a mood for it, since it tends to be very realistically written, gut-wrenching subjects like cheating and [realistic] scumbaggery. so lololol i gave myself everything i wanted by having angst that in could no way happen to me IRL, and so it feels good to feel sad about it. i am sick; thank you 🤗🤗 in my head, monoma's champagne stuff was celebration the publication of his first book (bc i have him writing shit and fascinated by storytelling stuff in his route), but engagement party is probably more thematically apt, since it's a public celebration of their relationship lolololol. maybe somehow both :)

and yeahhhhh you can tell how much i miss shinsou by how much i give him to do in this route....which is, like. we have to like midoriya! it's his route! we can't miss this other guy!! but then we do, and we lean into that feeling, and it's horrible :) yes yes yes he's the only one i have absolutely decided feels the same way in every route (other love interests can, of course, but i'll leave that up to individual readers to decide), because that makes it Worse. shinsou is such a lover boy, and i Need Him Expeditiously. "he's the only one who loves you enough to let you go" yessssss bc shinsou would NOT want to give you that option. he's so scared of having you snatched away from him; it's the sad little insecure, selfish part of him that wants to keep you clutched to his chest 💚💚💚 but it's endearing so i'll let it slide

GOD a harem would be so stressful. nice to think about, but stressful. i wouldn't be able to handle it. put aside the romance and psychology for a second. on the simplest, practical level, can you imagine how much food you'd have to cook for all those people? it would be like plannning for christmas dinner all the time: making a lot of food for a lot of people with different tastes, and then you have to make it all at the same time so it hits the table simultaneously??? When I cook, I tend to make enough for like four people MAX, and with this harem, you'd have to make enough food for nine people. yiiiiiikes

and lololol bakugou's like "this might as well happen" when reader starts kissing him. inappropriately enthusiastic acceptance. love that for him. and gosh i hadn't fully thought about how aizawa would process the news in this route!!! gosh!!! he was definitely already thinking of reader as a friend at this point, bc he does NOT want her to call him sensei but just his name...oh gosh. i haven't considered. i must take the time to ponder this......

and don't apologise!!! never apologise!!! i loooooooove your enthusiasm and want to talk about this stuff with you!!!! i love hearing your perspective on things!!!!!!! i am shaping ideas into my next project, buuuuuut i'm hoping you like it just as well!!!!! lololol i think i will have to commit to one love interest though, bc writing a CYOA fic took a lot of out me lol. thaaaaaank you for being so kind!!!!!!! xx.

[carebeartherese]

Semi-live blogging the finale of Loki:

-HERE WE GO

-hoping for Lokius this ep

-Im terrified and also have a whole monster in my system

-backwards intro????

-I BELIEVE IN YOU LOKI

-ok how we fix

-Aw mobius checking on him

-oh and he spaghettied again

-you got this Loki

-mobius is so confused

-also love the upbeat music

-confusing literally anyone

-skin? pt2

-again ig

-this shits not working

-love that mobius and sylvie are worried

-lmfao Loki is so tired of this shit

-mobius is so cute trying to help Loki

-NO NOT CENTURIES LATER

-what the hell is happening

-Loki is actually so funny rn

-wow he’s kinda hot when he’s smart

-NOT THE FINISHING MOBIUS SENTENCE

-NOT THE LAPELS GRAB

-THIS IS A CODE RED GAYS

-they should kiss already fr

-Aw the little arm grab

-OK I BELIEVE

-THIS MAY WORK

-GO GO GO GO GO

-GET IT TIMELY

-PLEASE

-“you’re being so brave.”

-the deadpan

-timely fighting for his life while Loki is so unenthused

-PLEASE LET THIS WORK

-HIT THE DAMN BUTTON

-EHATS HAPPENING

-DID IT WORK?????

-WE DID ITTTTTT

-COME BACK TIMELY

-HE MADE IT

-FUCK YES

-ITS WORKING HOLY SHIT

-THIS FEELS WAY TOO GOOD

-no

-no please

-this was supposed to work

-IT CANT BE OVERLOADING

-WE JUST FIXED KT

-EHAT THE FUCK

-MOTHERFUCKER

-timely no please

-not a scaling problem

-Loki is so tired man

-well it was nice knowing y’all ig

-why the fuck is the world like this

-now there’s no fixing

-wait i don’t wanna be back in the time tower thing

-PLEASE DONT MAKE THIS A SYLKI THING

-:0 MAYBE KILL HER???

-NO NO NO FUCK

-srsly how many times must we fight her

-maybe she does have to die if you want to stop everything

-is time frozen???

-ok he who remains is kinda funny

-Loki is literally so tired

-LET THE MAN REST

-reincarnation baby’s

-oh shit Loki can pause now

-damn

-hes kinda fine

-Alr chitchat time

-a failsafe??

-the tva is not easy to rebuild

-what about the people???

-“kiddo”,”champ”

-but why does he always loose

-where do we go from here??

-WHEN do we go from here

-wait break the loom?

-yea your friends would die loki

-tough choices = big chair

-ok let’s go find another way ig

-this sucks

-break loom or kill sylvie???

-wait this sucks actually

-wait mobius???

-Aw the og interrogation

-they should be gay already

-wow mobius is the one loki goes to for advice???

-oh mobius story time

-wait was the hunter mobius??

-dude this is crazy shit

-babygirl that was just a kid

-mobius are you ok

-NO I LOVE HIM

-oh that was ravonna!! who pruned that kid!!!

-mobius has some wise shit to say

-WAIT WHY DOES THIS FEEL LIKE A GOODBYE

-WAIT MOBIUS COME BACK

-omg he’s flashing back to the times he’s lost his people :(((

-oh wait he paused

-ok it’s either the loom dies or sylvie dies

-I feel like there’s probably a clear option bbg

-DONT KISS PLS

-this should end on friend terms

-you two are so fucking poetic and for what

-no don’t tell him that sylvie

-Loki make the right choice please and just kill her

-ok where are we going back to????

-and why???

-for what

-oh it’s all his people in one place :(

-NO NO LOKI

-mobius got worried

-LOKI STOP

-DUDE NO

-LOKI STOP BEING SO AMBIGUOUS

-both of them are so in love with him

-but which will he choose??

-love island shit

-while Loki fucking dies????

-THE HORNS

-HES BACK BITCH

-IM TERRIFIED

-THE TIMELINES ARE EVERYWHERE

-EHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

-this is spooky y’all

-ewwww bad noise

-what did he just do

-THE BRANCHES ARE DYING?????!

-hes aliving them???

-hes so babygirl

-I need him to make a choice in lovers tho

-LOKI WHERE ARE YOU GOING

-YOURE LEAVING YOUR LOVES BEHIND

-NO NO NO

-WHAT IS HAPPENING RN

-no HES the new time bitch

-Im actually so scared

-no no he can’t stay here at the end!

-NO HE CABT BE ALONE THIS ISNT FAIR TO HIM

-HE CANT HOLD TIME TOGETHER ALONE

-what in the seven fucks is happening

-not after

-this shit is unfair

-POOR MOBIUS

-hes just lost the only friend he ever had

-how do these people live without the one person holding them together

-HE REQUESTED LOKIS FILE

-not to be a bitch but it should’ve been sylvie

-HES LEAVING??

-FOR WHERE

-HE JUST WANTED TO BE WITH HIS FUCKING BOYFRIEND AGAIN

-ok I love you b-15 but he is heartbroken fr

-THE LACK OF LOKIUS IS HURTFUL TO ME

-wow the war room is pack today

-aww hi OB

-HES MAKING NEW COPIES

-victor grew up a candle maker

-ravonna is at the end of time!!!!!!!!

-hahahahah bitch

-oh she’s boutta get eaten

-MOBIUS PLAYING WIRH HUS KIDS

-HES SO FATHER FIGURE

-aww look at present mobius

-ugh why is sylvie here

-NO SHIT ITS WEIRD LOKI ISNT HERE

-mobius seems more fucked up about this than I thought he’d be

-meanwhile sylvie is fine

-oh Loki check-up????

-hes doing???

-hes alive I guess???

-did he see mobius????????

-I cannot believe that’s the end omfg

-Im kinda upset that I got queerbaited again but like I knew it was gonna happen 🤷‍♀️

[trubbishrubbish]

I’m going to come clean about something that has been nagging me for a really long time.

I created this blog on Jan 30th, (don’t ask why I make an anniversary post on the 31st) so that day is indeed the  anniversary of my blog, but it’s not the anniversary for when I met Genocide Jack and fell in love with her. I wanted to find out what day I first declared I loved this serial killer. So I went down a little rabbit hole of old posts and messages made by me.

Note: This is going to be a very long rambly mess.

As explained in this post of how I first discovered Danganronpa, I first watched a playthrough of the games in 2018 but I did not mention a specific day in 2018, I forgot what day it was. I knew it was somewhere in November-December but that’s it. I didn’t exactly write down my thoughts on the game while watching so I have no idea when I watched each game, and I assumed I never will.

However, I decided to dive into my old Game Diary blog and found that I did make a few posts about Danganronpa! Just barely enough information to make a timeline.

So this is when I finished watching DR1. November 30th. 4 days later, I made this post and I found this discord message of mine.

In those 4 days, I finished watching DR2. And the character I was hinting at was Byakuya (ugh) I still remember what profile pic I used. (Barf)

And then, 4 days later again...

I finished watching V3.

And then many days later, I made my cursed top ten favorite Danganronpa characters. (Don’t try to find it. It’s so cringe)

Why did I wait so long to make this top ten?

Genocide Jack was still in my mind but I didn’t realize yet she was the one. I still thought Byakuya was my fav. But... What about Ultra Despair Girls? That is the one game I have not seen up until this point.

I don’t really remember how I came aware of UDG and the fact that Jack is back in it and is playable. But sometime in December, I knew I didn’t want to just watch a playthrough of UDG. I wanted to buy it. So I went to Gamestop, saw that UDG was available on the shelf, I picked it up... And I didn’t buy it. I went home and watched a entire video that summarized the whole game’s plot. I have no idea WHY I DID THAT. I spoiled the whole game for me when I could have played it blind lol. But this is nothing new for me. Before I actually watched the playthrough of DR1, I watched the youtuber’s closing thoughts about the game first and was spoiled of the big twist about the outside world. Lol.

Anyway, this is when I actually first played UDG.

This is when I finished playing UDG.

And on this same post I made said this.

So, I was really really into Genocide Jack at this point. Like, I think I was debating which character I liked more, Jack or Byakuya, and Jack (THANKFULLY) was becoming more prominent in my mind.

And hey! January 27th! 3 days from when I made this blog. But I must have made an announcement about how I was going to make a new, fandom blog right?

I did and EEEEUGHHHHH. What is wrong with past me? I was still acting like I liked him? I was in the middle of playing UDG and freaking out about seeing Genocide Jack and switching to her. I can’t find a true post about when I said I loved Genocide Jack. I even tried to look on my old reddit account but I didn’t find any answers.

I made this post about UDG on Jan 4th and gushed about Genocide Jack.

But I made a cringe meme with Byakuya in it on the 21st so I have no idea what side my brain is on.

There is this post tho.

It’s cringe. Some trend on the sub at the time where people used this template and paltered a character they liked. I remember that I wanted to make this but I was caught between either Jack or Byakuya and for some reason I was having a hard time deciding. So I used a coin flip and the results of that led me to using Jack. I used to look back on this post before and wonder if this when I shifted everything in my thinking.

Two days later, I made this rather silly (and really lewd) sprite rating post and commissioned a Genocide Jack icon. (The same one for the game blog lol)

And then I made this blog and only talked about Genocide Jack from here on out?

So was it that really that reddit post that finally made me stop caring about Byakuya and only care about Jack? Maybe but I don’t want it to be that because I would hate that the reason why I love Genocide Jack was based on a coin flip and that would further make me think that if the coin resulted in Byakuya, I would still like him. That’s a terrible thing. Also that reddit meme is shitty. I’m not giving credit for changing my life to a reddit meme.

So, with this trip down memory lane, what did we learn? Well, I was stupid for thinking I liked Byakuya. I really getting sick of having to type this past fact about me. Like, I really really want to just throw up at the thought of me, giving a positive thought to that rich bastard. I don’t even care if people who like Byakuya are reading this. Fuck him. He’s awful.

What I do know is I have reaffirmed why I celebrate the creation of my blog as the first time I love Genocide Jack. This blog was a fresh new start for a new identity of me. Leaving behind a version of me that wasn’t bad per say, but just not fulfilling enough, no motivation to create art and improve my skills, no groups I could join in and find people that would be life long friends, no single character that is a comfort for me, that makes me feel happy, safe, and warm. That version of me, If I kept living life without Genocide Jack, I don’t think I would be as happy as I am today. Genocide Jack is so important to me. She is my everything. I owe her so much. I love her so much.

So... Going back to why I made this post in the first place, I don’t need an specific date for when I first loved Genocide Jack. That date isn’t important. It’s just a point of time. Genocide Jack is more important than that. All I know is that there was a time before I loved Genocide Jack and me currently loving Genocide Jack. I am still currently loving Genocide Jack. For how long exactly? Again, doesn’t matter. My blog is 4 years old now. But my love for Genocide Jack stick by for as long as I can.

Thank you for reading. And thank you, Genocide Jack. Genocider Syo.  Genocide Jill. Genocider Sho.

[stylesann]

Stark’s retirement plan

Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Summary: Steve looks for his happy ending.

Warnings: none?

A/N: idk what this is… I just felt excited about writing and apparently the only thing I’m able to do is twist Steve’s ending 145 times because I did not enjoy cannon version hihi, and welll this is the results tho it might be really bad i still wanted to post lol, bear in mind english is not my first language so there could have some mistakes anddd to finish, any comments are appreciated 💕 💕 -> written and posted 16/06/21 ->I do not own any marvel characters or anything really

Masterlist

“You're a good man, Sam. This one's on me, though” Steve answered his friend and directed himself to Bucky. “Don't do anything stupid 'till I get back.”

“How can I? You're taking all the stupid with you” they both chuckle and hug. Bucky knows something is up with Steve, he knows him and he sees all the signs that something is making him nervous, unsettled. “Gonna miss you, Buddy.”

“It's gonna be okay, Buck” Steve assures his friend. Truth is, he is not sure it will. Steve’s been anxious, every since he saw her that day he couldn’t help but feel his heart ache. All he wanted was to go straight to her and hug her and never let go. He knows he has a decision to make, an important one in fact, but he can’t help but wonder the consequences that the deepest desires of his heart would cause in the timeline, and that itself makes him pray everything will work out as planned for once in his life. Steve goes over to the Quantum portal and activates the time-travel suit.

“How long is this gonna take?” Sam asks.

“For him? As long as he needs. For us? Five seconds… Ready, Cap? Alright. We'll meet you back here, okay?”

“I’ll see you in a minute” Steve tells his friends before he disappears on the platform.

***********

“Steve!!”

“Steve, answer the coms! Are you seeing this??” Steve hears the voice screaming at his past version while you’re all fighting the Wakanda Battle. It’s you. God, he has missed you so much during the past 5 years. He almost cries knowing what is to happen in the near future to you. He can’t let it happen again.

Steve knows his past version is too far from where you where fighting many aliens all by yourself. He knows that what you where referring is a few alien ships arriving from the sky, and normally he would go directly to you but Thanos is about to show up in Wakanda and take all of his attention. Back then, he couldn’t have reached you on time to stop that alien from stabbing you seconds before half the universe is turned to dust. But now, damn him if he wouldn’t be there to take you out of the battle alive.

Steve knows he had to act quickly so that everyone would assume you just got dusted too. When people were to show up in 5 years and you didn’t… well he would worry about that later.

The soldier sees the aliens trapping you in the middle of them and they start to close the circle, leaving you with less and less space to defend yourself from their attacks. You were losing. He could see your movements slower and you were clearly tired. Your breath was heavy and you had injuries on your arms and torso. Steve decides now is a time as good as any to get you out of here. He steps out of his hiding place and runs to you.

With Steve there you both manage to get the aliens down. You seemed to be ready to thank him when the atmosphere changes. What was before a chaotic battle noise, now was silence. That was it, Thanos had snapped his fingers, and Steves time gap to act was getting smaller. He grabbed your hand and dragged you to where he was waiting before. The confusion was evident in your face but he didn’t have the luxury to explain it to you in the moment, so he just asks you to trust him and you both wait until it’s safe to leave without people seeing you or him.

************

Steve could hear the raindrops outside while he prepared a tea for you. He looked out of the kitchen window and spoted you sitting in a small couch that you both decided to put on the front porch of your house. You were wearing his big sweatshirt and had a blanket covering your legs, the perfect description of cozy if someone ever asks Steve.

The weather was chilly but Steve couldn’t feel any happier. He had you, he finally had you in his arms after spending so long without hearing your voice or feeling your touch. He spent 5 years missing your presence, your quirks and your habits. He felt so empty, like a man out of time again. He was out of time with you, except that now he wasn’t.

As soon as you both had been able to leave Wakanda without being caught, he told you what had happened. It wasn’t as if you hadn’t realised his face seemed more tired and older than hours ago, when you had last seen his past self. To you it was obvious when you looked at him, at his eyes that carried the weight of the world, that he was there for a reason. It was clear to you that you wouldn’t had made it out alive if he hadn’t interfered with the aliens and so you understood beforehand what he would tell you, but Steve still had to explain everything else, and he did.

The soldier cried a lot when he told you what life without you was like and it broke you heart to see such a strong man in such a fragile state. Steve then mentioned Stark’s plan of retirement, of moving out of town and starting a family maybe, and he said he wanted that with you, which you agreed.

And now you both lived in a simple house in front of a small lake, that had a lot of trees around which provided the most beautiful sight wether it is a sunny or a rainy day. The house was far away from the avengers compound, you both pretty much spend 5 years secluded without seeing your friends in order to not mess too much with the timeline. But there was one change that couldn’t be avoided and you as much as Steve knew that he would have to reveal in a couple of months, when the avengers were supposed to bring everyone back from the dust.

“How is my two favourite people in the world?” Steve chants from the door. He hands you the tea and hugs your side while you accommodate to his body.

“We’re good, the baby is sleeping I guess, he just stopped moving” you chuckle lightly as your hand goes to your belly to caress you 8 month bump. You feel Steve’s hand on your bump and you see him sporting the biggest grin.

“You sleeping there J?” He lowers his head and whispers to the baby, receiving no kicks back.

“Yeah, definitely sleeping. Probably tired from the party that he threw this morning on my belly. I swear I couldn’t sleep 3 hours straight” you yawn tiredly.

“One more month and he’ll be here with us, honey” you cuddle closer to him as you drink your tea. One more month and your baby James will be here. Just one more month and you both are gonna be the happiest ever.

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“And returning in, five, four, three, two, one–“ Bruce activates the Quantum platform, but nothing happens.

“Where is he?” Sam asks nervously, wondering if something went wrong.

“I don't know. He blew right by his time stamp. He should be here.”

“Well, get him back.”

“I'm trying.”

“Get him the hell back!”

“I said, I'm trying!

“Sam...” Bucky calls, he’s looking at a man sitting in a log. They both walk closer to see Steve, a few years older, wearing normal clothes but caring a round bag with him.

Sams the first one to approach. “So did something go wrong, or did something go right? You look older, no offence”

“Well, after I put the stones back, I thought, maybe I'll try some of that life Tony was telling me to get.” Steve answers, he knew the past few months made an impact in his appearance, considering the baby wouldn’t let you or him sleep for too long. It’s almost laughable that the great Captain America was taken down by his baby son.

“And how'd that work out for you?”

“It is beautiful. And that’s why I can’t have this anymore” Steve hands the shield to Sam. “You’re the best man for the job, and I know you’ll make it proud… How does it feel?”

“Like it belongs to someone else.”

“It doesn’t.”

“You wanna tell me about her?” He asks seeing a wedding ring on his friends finger, and Steve smiles getting up to go back to you and your son.

“Eventually, but for now, I don't think I will.”

[kuekyuuq]

Gloria, Jet-lags and Imps [6x11]

Let’s jump right in:

Kinda love how Kara lamp-shaded addressed the fact she didn't tell the gang about her adventures in the PZ. She’s not wrong, tho.

...what do I want to say about Mxy using what's basically a well-known gay-anthem to tell his tale? I mean, it didn’t lead anywhere. The original song is about freeing oneself, liberation, stepping out of a (gone bad) relationship and moving on, stronger for it - empowerment. The only connection I could make, is that originally it was Nyxly’s aim to just do that (freeing herself and her kind from an oppressor), but in the way Mxy performed it, that part of the parallel was long over before he even reached the chorus. It’s also a popular Karaoke song, tho, so... he chose it because it’s catchy? I’ll try not to overthink it for now. At least, the Superfriend’s reactions were fun.

Nia exiting the elevator, "And what's this Old Stone?" I love it when ppl enter a room / situation and pick up on words that they couldn't have possibly heard. I think cinema sins ding such... Are we to assume, she dreamed Mxy's rendition of ‘I will survive’? Or is the elevator not sound-proof at all? (If it’s the latter, Nia later apparently telling Brainy “in private” between scenes / during the elevator ride about her Nyxly adventures, was a silly thing to do.)

So, "Jared" created the ring Old Stone to rule them all, it got shattered into the Paragons totems? Nyxly needs the totems and to get them she needs a crystal which also belonged to "Jared" - who happens to be Mxy's ancestor, which is why she needs Mxy / his blood, too.

I have one important and incredibly relevant question here, tho... 

With the introduced imps and their names... Why’s dude named Jared of all things?!

Really, did I mishear that? If so, I’ll leave it as is and never edit, bc that would be hilarious in its own right 😋

...

Not sure what to make about Supergirl paraphrasing a Dirty Dancing quote.  "Nobody puts Mxy into a power crystal on my watch."  ...is he Baby now? (Seriously, though: Which of the writers thought that was a fitting quote to use in that particular context?)

...now, is the exposition section of the episode over yet?

Sensitive Brainy sensed something was up with Nia. He can relate... Nia doubting Kara would understand, too, is ridiculous. But I get it... insecurities and all. But, I mean, just 5 minutes later Kara announces she wants to save Nyxly despite her wrongdoings. And yet Nia still remains convinced, Kara wouldn’t forgive her own personal mini-me... After having witnessed Kara forgiving Lena for a whole season of the writers being stupid messing up to the nth degree. But I digress, Lena’s Lena.

...how old is Nia meant to be again? Just asking out of completely unrelated curiosity.

F*ck. They really went with NewFoundland...

Imma assume it was an executive choice after realizing they couldn’t find enough actors and actresses with a convincing Irish accent... maybe. Again, no offense to Newfoundland! Just... we got the insinuations of Ireland, not Newfoundland... And truthfully, when I think of magic, Ireland is an easy association. Whereas I only due to this whole debacle learned Newfoundland has Irish ancestry. So, okay, the show forced me to learn something new... I give ‘em that.

An easy journey, she said.

Lena's been off-screen for two whole episodes, Kara announcing at the beginning of ‘Dreamweaver’ [6x09] Lena being “back east” (at least insinuating Lena’s left the west-coast already), which span over at least one full day (feat. a scene at night), and ‘I still rise’ [6x10] at least another a whole day (the whole Nia’s mom back for a day deal). And, now, after at least 48 hours she barely just arrived.

Lemme check how long a regular plane would need to fly from California to NFL......... ... .. .. So... approx. 10 hours with at least one layover. 

Yeah, using a private jet made it easier, but apparently also much, much slower...

Or, Lena randomly went some other places / did some sight-seeing in NFL before she decided to finally visit her mother’s hometown...  [Either that or the timelines don’t match up and Lena’s scenes are flashbacks of sorts.]

Optimistic and relaxed Lena is a sight to behold. I rewound 3 times, just to enjoy it for as long as possible. We all knew it was going to be short-lived... 

Let’s check off a few more items...

OMG, Kara hiding behind Alex at the mere sight of the PZ-projector broke my heart!  😢

"Elisabeth Walsh" is the new 'the one you shall not name'. ...poor Lena. 😭

Oh, so Mxy wants to be Patrick Swayze instead of Baby... gotcha.

...is this going anywhere?

KITTY!!! Okay, this must be the best opponent in the history of CWSG. 

Despite the horrible CGI, SG using her heat-vision to project a laser-beam to distract the cat had me in (happy-) tears! 🤣

Gotta love the civilians of National City quickly returning to business as usual once the giant cat is gone. Even the police officers looked rather chill...

Nyxly did look fabulous this episode ^^ 

Andrea being Lena's rock is both great and annoying. I can't fault Andrea. It's just, that we still have to see an on-screen interaction between Lena and Kara and that bugs the heck out of me. I can’t help it. I’m sorry, Andrea.

Nia: "...is my fault." Kara: "Nu, is MY fault!" J'onn: "Stop fighting, kids!" Space-dad has spoken.

Mxy used an LuthorCorp copy machine... and of cos it's faulty. It's not an L-Corp product.

Kara forgiving Nia came as a surprise to her... Oooookay. I mean, the show has been writing Kara a bit inconsistently the past two seasons... so, yeah, maybe being unsure which of her traits apply this week was not such a far stretch...

Maybe it's the hair, but I wished, Florence was played by Alex Kingston.

So, not-Alex-Kingston shows Lena herself with a funny wig and tells her how her mother was still watching her...

If it wasn't for Katie's acting skills (I love her.) I would have already hit my head against the wall repeatedly. Something about these scenes had me constantly cringe and I made it through 5.5 seasons of this show already... Can’t quite put my finger on it, but it was highly distracting from the story that explained Lena’s mom was special even to another witch, where there was domestic abuse, and an accidental murder. Y’know, important stuff, deep-cutting stuff! 

At least, poor widddle Lena got some closure there. Elisabeth was a good cookie. And filled with magic. And Lena’s gotta have that ‘spark’, too... 

....so... Lena’s gonna stay in NFL for how much longer, to train becoming a witch?  Please, just hand her a how-to manual and send her back home, to figure it out on her own, please... (Yes, that would be horrible decision-making, but I need her back with the team!)

On to the finish line: 

So... Mxy IS Nyxly's brother? Wait, that doesn’t sound right... then Nyxly would have the same blood... Did I miss something? Can someone explain, please? Or is he her ex, and that’s where his rendition of “I will survive” makes sense?

Hnn... I can't help, but think Kara's speech for Nyxly was 85% based on her experiences with Lena in s05.

Awww... he said "stronger together"... Mxy... I hope, you'll be okay!

Lena believes in magic now. And I absolutely love how Lena wants to science magic XD

...but apparently magic isn’t science that hasn’t been explained yet, but parallel... powers? concepts? ether strings?

Nyxly has a loyal henchman now. Which was a bit heavy-handed. Took way too much of screen-time, so it better leads to something interesting.

And Kara is on a warpath now. Wooooot! Girl’s got enough.

...what else? 

Did I miss a third Patrick Swayze hint / quote / mention?  I learned, these things come in threes... Y’know, basic writing rules... 

I guess, for once the episode title was meant to be taken literally, Mxy popping up between characters, to try and help. (I need in-show footage, of Mxy sneaking up on ppl, without his powers, on all fours / crouched, just to get the desired effect.) I mean, I’ve never really watched Malcom, but wasn’t he like what Mxy usually is? A bit of a trouble-maker, prankster, chaos-ensuing wherever he goes? ...well, in that case, the episode title didn’t hold up, as Mxy’s scenes were not fun or really goofy. Yes, there was some superficial humor, but just to serve Mxy dealing with not being able to use his powers, which in turn was only barely scratched at (although it turned out to be his final character development crisis, appreciating not having powers and - in turn - facing consequences for once). Again, a whole lot going on in the episode, so a lot of that may have ended up on the cutting-room floor.

...where’s Kelly? Secretly adopting a kid, maybe?

...Kara’s still a reporter, right? I mean, whenever it serves the immediate plot, yes? ...Not even a throw-away line, that she has to pop up at CatCo for appearances sake? Since Andrea is already upset with her AND looking into her friends’ identities? At least, Kara should take a peek to make sure Andrea hasn’t uncovered anything yet... No?

Well, that’s all I’ve got for now. Kue out.

[flymyhp]

Birds to Spell books Pairing: George Weasley x Hufflepuff!reader Summary: George spends all his time showing his affection in the wrong way, only to ask her to the Yule Ball 6 years later Words: 2,163 Warnings: Mostly angst, fluff at the end tho ;) and the timeline is a little bit wonky at some parts A/N: Hi! This is my first time writing pretty much anything. Give me feedback! Much love, stay safe x Sixth year was exceptionally ordinary for y/n. Nearing the end of November, the Hufflepuff was sat near the fire in the Gryffindor common room with her younger sister, Hermione and the youngest of the trio, Harry. The topic of discussion among everyone at Hogwarts had been the Triwizard tournament, along with the Yule Ball. Although, the trio had seemed to push the ball completely out of their minds, only focusing on Harry’s name being drawn from the goblet of fire. Panic had struck her underclassmen friends due to these events, while recently y/n had been struck with panic for a different reason. “Pipe down, Lee.” Y/n knew the voice coming from behind her, but she didn’t take notice of it until she felt a pair of eyes boring into the back of her head. Her eyebrows furrowed as she attempted to focus on the conversation carrying on between her own group. Nobody seemed to notice the discomfort on her face, being too enveloped with their own issues. This didn’t bother her, the only thing that did was the voice she couldn’t take her attention from. “You haven’t researched the dragons at all, have you, Harry?” Hermione lectured Harry. There was an all too familiar tone in her voice. One that y/n shared with her, and one that she flinched at. “You have no idea how dangerous this is, do you?” “I’m sure he’s figured that bit out himself,” She jumped at the voice, and turned around, only opening her eyes once she was fully facing its owner. “haven’t you, Harry?” George Weasley. Kneeling behind the couch, right next to y/n, grinning. George Weasley. The boy who’d once transfigured her spell books into birds during their third year. The boy who, on multiple occasions over the course of 6 years, used the amplifying charm to make her robes shout during exams. And last week, the boy who’d asked her to the Yule Ball. She was completely sure it was a joke. What she wasn’t sure of was what made him target her the most out of everybody he and his twin played pranks on. It seemed to usually be gullible, younger kids who they went for. Y/n was an exception for six years, especially with George. It also had seemed like a harmless joke that everyone could laugh at. The joke felt nonexistent when it was her turn, as she was the only one not laughing. “I’m only joking, of course, Harry. There’s nothing to fret about.” George let his teasing die down a bit as she decided to zone back in. Just then, y/n felt a tap on her shoulder. Her face turned to meet George’s own. “Mind steppin’ out for a bit?” Y/n’s face went red. She’d hoped her sister didn’t hear him, or she’d be getting a lecture as well. Although she doubted she would, considering Harry’s was likely to continue until he stepped into the arena with a dragon. She reluctantly stood to her feet, her legs shaking slightly as she did so. “Why not? It’s nearing twelve, I’d better head out, anyways. G’night, Mione.” Y/n excused herself. Hermione stopped talking long enough to tell her goodnight and to be careful heading back to the basement with a kind smile which y/n gladly returned. Y/n followed George out of the common room and into the halls. The moon shone bright through the windows and she shivered in the cold of the fall night. “Am I correct in assuming you’re walking me to bed?” She asked, teeth chattering. He chuckled. “Of course I am,” Then he sighed, insinuating that wasn’t all he was here for. “Bird,” George started. The nickname made y/n want to hide in her hoodie the rest of the way back, and possibly the rest of term. “You never gave me an answer about the Yule ball.” He wasn’t asking anything, just stating the fact that weighed on y/n’s shoulders since the minute the question left his mouth a week prior. The question she didn’t exactly have an answer to. This wasn’t a cliché, y/n didn’t like George. She didn’t like the embarrassment he’d put her through for six years. She didn’t want to say yes. She didn’t want to say yes out of fear that it would all be a joke when it came down to the dance. She didn’t want to get her hopes up. On the other hand, she didn’t want to say no and end up going alone, or not at all. “I don’t have one.” This simple sentence left George kicking his feet a little as he walked. He lowered his head, and lifted it up again, his hair flicking out of his eyes as if he’d lost all confidence and then gained it back again. “Not even no?” He was looking at her now. She kept her head straight. “I could take rejection without an explanation, but can you tell me why you just don’t have an answer? Just curious is all.” Y/n swallowed. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to explain it to him. Was she being ridiculous? Overdramatic? Overthinking? She didn’t know what to think anymore. They’d already gotten to the entrance to her common room before she could think of what to say to him, so she just let everything out at once. “I can’t give you an answer. My heart sank when you asked me because I know it’s just a big joke. You’ve embarrassed me enough the past 6 years.” She began. She couldn’t control what she was saying, she just spoke. “Y/n,” He started, but was immediately interrupted as she couldn’t stop speaking. “But I can’t say no either, because if I don’t show up, or if I show up alone what am I to say? It’ll be equally embarrassing. I can’t win with you around, George.” When she finished she was out of breath. What she said didn’t hit her until she saw the look on his face. “I didn’t realize you felt that way.” George looked absolutely crushed. She didn’t know until then that he was being completely serious when he’d asked her to go to the Yule Ball with him. She’d ran from him and ignored him for a week, just to break his heart the moment he questioned her again. But how was she to know he genuinely wanted to go with her? She opened her mouth to speak, and George was going to let her but she closed her mouth as soon as he looked up at her. His eyes were watery, and she didn’t know what to do to fix it. Her silence gave George his answer, it was a big no. The twenty-fourth of November was the next chance she saw to speak to George, the first task of the tournament. He hadn’t been as bubbly as he usually is since the night before when she poured her heart out to him. She couldn’t stand to look at him and see hurt in his eyes. All she could think to do was find him in the crowd and force herself to fix things, even if it meant she had to look at his face and see the pain she caused. She walked to the arena with Hermione and Ron. Ron still wasn’t happy about the situation with Harry. He’d caused a few scenes in the common room and the courtyard. Both Hermione and y/n had tried to convince him that Harry hadn’t put his name in, but he couldn’t be convinced. Ron was easy to find his brothers, they had been having students place bets on who they believed would win the task and were walking through the pathway to the arena counting their profit. “Ron, would you mind bringing Fred along with you to find us seats? I have to fix something.” Y/n knew Ron wouldn’t mind, even in his sour mood. “As long as you manage to stop them taking the piss out of me, no problem.” He had a foul look on his face as he glanced at his brothers. She knew that his brothers had been giving him a hard time about Harry, but her first priority was to fix what she messed up. Ron, Hermione and Fred started off toward the arena. George didn’t look at y/n as he began to follow them, so she grabbed the sleeve of his jumper gently telling him to wait. He turned with his head down, he didn’t want to look at her. He was afraid if he did he would cry. “I’m not very good at this, obviously. But I need you to hear me out.” She began. He finally looked at her. She took a breath and started again. “You’ve never shown any sort of fondness towards me, no kindness, no apologies, for six years I’ve been the brunt of all of your jokes. You never gave me any explanation for that. How can you go from tormenting me for years to asking me to the first dance Hogwarts has had since we’ve been here? I couldn’t be a last option, there’s tons of girls who’d gladly go with you if you asked. Why me?” He stared at her for a moment, his eyes searched hers for some type of strength to get him to respond, and he found it. “As I said the other night in the basement, I didn’t realize you’d felt the way you did until you told me. I’ve been beating myself up since you told me how you felt. I’m not upset with you, I’m upset with myself.” This time, y/n began to tear up. “Freddie knows I’ve liked you for ages and he tells me to go for it, but I never could. I singled you out because I thought by doing something funny I could see you smile in the process instead of having to outright tell you how I felt about you. Then we came back to school to find out that they’re holding a dance, and I knew that was my opportunity. That’s why I asked you to the Yule Ball, I went for it as Freddie always told me to. He’s a lot better at going for it than I am, obviously, as he asked Angela the first day.” George finished with a chuckle, his eyes still sad. She blinked, her mouth opened and closed, and opened again. She was speechless. It was hard for her to admit to herself now that even though she didn’t have any romantic feelings for him, it would be easy for them to develop. “I can’t say I feel the same about you, considering I’ve spent my entire time at Hogwarts either crying or avoiding you. My friends are my little sisters’ friends because I’m laughed at due to your pranks.” She told him the truth. Even Ron, their little brother, was nicer to her than he had been. “I understand the way you’ve treated me, and I forgive you even if you aren’t willing to apologize because of what I said the other night.” He gave her a small smile. “Bird, of course I’m apologizing. I never meant to make you cry, or avoid your own classmates, or me. All I’m hoping for now is that I get a proper answer now that we understand each other.” “I have an answer for you. But it’s not exactly a proper one.” He looked at her with curiosity. “I’ll go to the ball with you, even though for now I don’t have any sort of feelings for you.” His head fell slightly at her statement and nodded, still not fully content with her answer. “Don’t look so down, George. If you’re lucky, you can change that. I did say I didn’t have feelings for you for now, didn’t I?” It was her turn to give him a grin. This time, he smiled. The first genuine smile he’d ever gave her. It wasn’t caused by his pranks, it was hopeful and warm. “I do have a tendency to be quite lucky.” The smile still bright on his face, he took one of her hands in his. “I’m sorry, genuinely. I’m sorry for your robes, I’m sorry for transfiguring your spell books into birds in third year, and I’m sorry for making you believe I wasn’t serious with my asking you to the ball. By Christmas, the ball, you’ll be happy to be attending with me. No one will laugh at you anymore, and you won’t have to only have my git brother for a friend. I promise.” She laughed, the first time he’d ever heard her laugh, and it was him who caused it. “Once again, I forgive you.” She took his other hand in hers and looked from their hands to his eyes. “Besides, I prefer birds to spell books anyways.”

[dodo-begone]

ALRIGHTY! LOYAL HERE COMING IN WITH THE CIRCUS HAHAHA

Btw, I’m like 90% sure that I fell asleep while writing so it just stops. Like, there’s no ending/summary/whatever word I’m looking for but can’t think of at the moment and my bird is currently chewing on my phone case oh my god can she please stop—

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I believe the concept of yanderes ft. a isekai-d reader has been mentioned by Shepard and her anons, tho it’s been mainly for Origins SMP. So, I come to you with ideas for the Dream SMP because that’s all I’m familiar with HAHAH—

Also, I apologize in advance because this thing is borderline an essay with how long it is. I’m so sorry—

For example *cue dramatic lighting and a cheesy flashback monologue thingie* oh my god I think I’m losing it, I’m so tired

Y/n and their younger sibling, Frisk, had just finished up another press conference regarding Monsters being back on the surface. All seems to be going well until the ground beneath their feet vanishes and they fall unconscious a few moments later. When they awaken, they notice they’re surrounded by humans—wait they aren’t all humans, what the fuck, since when are there hybrids? They knew everyone from the underground—by name, no less—and had never heard of any currently living hybrids. Only of ones from before the war. Besides, Monsters have been on the surface for a month at most, so there is no way for... oh boy, their head is spinning.

After some very...tense...introductions (“Hi, I never saw you guys Underground, nor have I heard of you, no offense. So, uh, which monsters are you guys related to?” “OI, I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT TUBBO IS NOT A MONSTER!”) they come to the realization that y/n is most definitely not from this world, or even this universe. Y/n’s adamant refusal to fight the “real monsters” that roam this land (“I did not spend countless timelines weeks putting my life on the line to befriend every monster, break the barrier that trapped them Underground, and defend them against my own god forsaken race just to turn my back on them.”) was a pretty big sign, after all. That, along with species of monsters that the SMP members have never heard of and how y/n talked about Souls as if they were a tangible thing.

It’s a rocky start before any sort of friendship is formed: y/n, wanting to be cautious, (and also not having Sans there to CHECK for them) decides to ask everyone what their LV is. It’s risky, and they had no way to prove if anyone is (or isn’t) telling the truth, but it was worth a shot. “Our levels?” A small goat hybrid asked, his head slightly tilting to the side. Everyone assumes that y/n is talking about enchantment levels. “I’m at 26! Ranboo, you’re at 30, right?” “I’m at 37 now, actually.” “Well, I’M at 58. Clearly I’m the superior one here. A real big man, a very manly man, aren’t I?” And a few others pipe in. Color drains from y/n’s face and they take a few steps back, hands shaking as their eyes dart between each person in the room and the exit. ‘How many lives have they each taken to make their LOVE so high? Why do they seem so proud of it?’ Yeah... that was an interesting experience.

- even though they have been reassured multiple times that the monsters of this world are nothing like the ones from their home, y/n still refuses to kill a single one, as I had mentioned earlier. They also refuse to kill animals. It takes a couple tries at explaining LV or LOVE—Level Of ViolencE—along with EXP—EXecution Points—but eventually everyone is on the same page

- Y/n is hesitant to bring out their SOUL when asked. First off, though they’re now friends with those from the Underground, they can’t help but be reminded of every spear, knife, bone, petal, gaster blaster, and fireball that has been aimed at them with the intent to kill whenever their SOUL was drawn into an encounter back then. Second of all, showing your SOUL is something you do with those you trust with your life—after all, you’re literally putting your lifeline out on display when you do so. There are so many different ways that the SMP members can see it

- Perhaps a monster appears

- Eggpire or Dream attack

- Someone forces y/n into an encounter because everyone is too curious to just let this opportunity slip by

- When y/n discovers that the people of this land have more than one life, they’re confused. There is no way that all of these people have SOULS of Determination, and there’d definitely be some issues if people kept rewinding time to their last save point. Besides, only one Determination SOUL—the strongest one—should be able to respawn. Then again, they only know what Frisk had explained to them. They were never able to see the save stars that Frisk would interact with in the different sections of the Underground. So they only have so much to go off of.

- Battle for them is completely different. Despite being in a different world, the mechanics from their world still apply. They can FIGHT, ACT, use an ITEM or show MERCY.

- They use Frisk’s tactic and flirt their way out of a fight or two. They never understood why Frisk did it until now... ‘I mean, I...wow. That was actually effective.’ They’re impressed.

- Oh no, maybe that wasn’t the best idea...they might have some yanderes after them bc of it...

- They probably have accidentally called Philza ‘Asgore’ and Tubbo ‘Asriel’ because both hybrids remind her of the two males from her world. Similar personalities AND Tubbo is a goat hybrid. The poor child is going to be so confused

- If Tubbo’s a yandere oh boy it’s going to be so easy for him. Y/n will probably be constantly at his side and telling him stories about the first fallen child and how they were adopted by the royal family, who are goat monsters! And just explaining the history of the underground and how important the goat family is. Talks about Asriel a lot as well. Probably makes him butterscotch cinnamon pie and tries to recreate golden flower tea to share with him as well. Or, they do that and he’s not yandere and it’s just wholesome.

- If we follow the headcanons that some fans have made, perhaps Frisk (and/or y/n) gave up half of their SOUL to give to either (or both) Chara or Asriel so they’d have another chance at life

- Not only does y/n refuse to kill, which leaves them vulnerable, they also only have half a SOUL, which means they’re incredibly weak. Someone needs to protect them, someone needs to keep them safe, someone needs to—

- Y/n is incredibly agile thanks to all the battles they’ve faced Underground. With their SOUL always out in the open during an encounter and the fact that they refuse to harm anyone, it’s required. I’m imagining them moving like a dancer, using jumps and spins to help them avoid any weapons swung at them.

- This is gonna be annoying for any yandere that wishes to lock y/n up. Even if they won’t physically hurt someone, they WILL put up a fight and make it as hard as they possibly can to be dragged into isolation or imprisonment

- When it comes to who goes yandere, I believe what color of SOUL y/n has (their personality, in summary) would play a big role. Here’s a few of my ideas, feel free to move people around or add to it, I’m really tired and can’t think of many characters LOL

- Red (determination): Wilbur, Technoblade

- Orange (bravery): Technoblade, Dream, Tommy

- Yellow (justice): Sam, Technoblade

- Green (kindness): the kids of the server, Fundy, and Ghostbur

- Cyan (patience): Ranboo, Ghostbur, Karl

- Dark blue (integrity): Tubbo, Philza, Sam

- Purple (perseverance): Dream—this man would love to see how long it would take for your perseverance to run out. I wouldn’t be surprised if your perseverance is the only reason he’s interested.

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From what I saw of the end of what I wrote, it is DEFINITELY cut short. At least I mentioned every SOUL type lolol.

Also, I found a whole other note that’s a continuation of this concept but for y/n being from another game what the hell was I doing—

Expect that to come in another ask once I eat dinner

Sorry i took so long to answer!! I kept getting distracted!

That stuff is so pog man!!!! Puffy might be called “Toriel” once in a while because mom energy and she sheep,,, close to goat!

Gosh all the flirting will bring in so many yanderes or make ppl like “yo wtf??” And there’s a very small amount that are inbetween.

OKAY BUT WITH THE MONSTER STUFF ON THE DSMP- they’d keep the monsters in their house. They’d give them food and everything. Some def become very friendly and will defend. Haha giant spider go prrrrrr

I’d write more but there is so much amazing stuff I don’t think I could add to some of them anyways!!! Plus my mind is just racing other places rn haha

[knifesxedge]

do you have any danger days hcs on your mind atm? :>

👀 sorry ik this has been sitting in my inbox for a while, but if you don't mind indulging me, anon...i would love to talk about the girl's parents

to some of the dd18+ discord members this may be familiar information but...

so her mom is desertborn — given name victoria alaoui, killjoy name whatsername. she's born to tumbleweed parents in february 1987 & joins up with her crew (morning glory, radiation leak, pipe-bomb, janna jeopardy, hat trick, burnt sienna) when she's 12 and they're one of two kj gangs who end up claiming the paradise motel (before it becomes tcm's joint and is just a run-down formerly-fancy hotel; “motel” is a bit of a misnomer) as their “territory”.

her dad is cityborn. born in september 1987 as john westwood in a upper-middle-class family in the heart of batt city. he's on the science career path, interning as a junior geneticist in the better living labs, when he stumbles upon unethical better living industries experiments that are supposed to be top secret. so he defects, escapes to the zones, names himself vertigo jack, and finds his own crew (double dare, haruspex, shotgun cupid, midas touch, sol apollo), who welcomes him with open arms, and is one of two crews that shares claim over the paradise motel as their turf.

so.

the first time whatsername and vertigo jack meet, they’re 17 and 16 respectively; he trips over her bag in the lobby and basically knocks a bunch of her shit out of it, including some half-finished bracelets that now she has to completely redo. she yells at him, he yells back that she shouldn’t have just had her stuff in the middle of the hall if she didn’t want people to kick it, and eventually it comes to blows and they end up in a very petty fistfight.

they don’t get kicked out, because this isn’t a functioning establishment anymore, but they sure as hell can’t do that shit again, because both of their crews live in and hang out at the hotel, and are on decent terms with each other, but can’t do that if two of their rookies (kinda. newest members, even tho whatsername has been with her crew for about 5 years) are fighting each other. they do have to see each other all the time though, so they just have to hate each other civilly, which basically means hands-off but insults are free game.

so they go about having a very petty rivalry for a while until a few years later when a thunderstorm knocks the power out. at this point it’s about 2007 in my timeline and so the inner zones still have electricity (batt city shuts it off when they start really cracking down on killjoys/rebels in 2008-2010), and so the elevators would normally be working, and now aren’t. conveniently, both of them were in the elevator when it got stuck, so now they just have to stay in a tiny box with each other and only each other for company until the power comes back on. this is the turning point in their relationship where it starts moving from rivals -> friends, and then eventually from friends -> lovers.

she asks him out officially in 2011, when they’re both 24, and 9 months later they exchange commitment bands and start thinking about moving out on their own and maybe having a family eventually. whatsername really wanted kids, but wanted to wait until things got a little better in the world, and jack wasn’t super keen on wanting kids but did come around after a little while. unfortunately, though, things never really did get better with better living, and it became pretty clear that 2006 wasn’t coming back.

so they decide they don’t want to wait any more, and the girl is conceived in march of 2017. her dad never lives to see her.

he gets captured in a raid, taken back to batt city, and executed for treason. whatsername, now 8.5 months pregnant and about to be a single mom, cuts contact with her old crew and friends fully (though just out of how busy they’d been, it’s not like she’d been seeing or talking to them much for a while leading up to this), and buckles down in the warehouse they’d picked out as their home, that they were going to raise their baby in. her main priority is keeping her and her child safe.

the girl is born diana alaoui-westwood on november 22, 2017, and her mom handles everything herself — it’s too dangerous, in her mind, to reach out to anyone, with her husband gone and being so isolated in their warehouse in zone 4. jack had been so excited to meet his daughter — they have everything they need, from the nursery he prepared for her to the baby supplies they’d been carefully saving for to get at tommy’s, at their old hangout-turned-storefront.

two months later, there’s a bli sweep of the outer zones, and dracs surround their warehouse, so the girl’s mom tucks her into her bassinet, kisses her goodbye, and gears up for the last time. she dies defending their home from dracs, but she did what she set out to do: the dracs don’t search the warehouse. the girl is safe.

the witch is watching over her, so three days later, when fun ghoul finds her, she’s dehydrated and distressed but mostly okay.

years later, when she’s 17 or so, the girl runs into someone at the zone 5 market — an old crewmate of her mom’s, the only left surviving member of their old crew, morning glory. it’s her first time meeting someone who actually knew her parents, and she keeps the photo glory gives her — whatsername and vertigo jack, both 24 years old and sitting on the old pool table in the paradise motel, surrounded by friends — in her pocket from that day forward. she takes it out sometimes to look at it.

some important hcs:

- this is the early to mid 2000s, killjoy culture is reflective of that; whatsername during her teens and early twenties is EXTREMELY scene, and likewise vertigo jack is EXTREMELY emo

- vertigo jack’s favorite zones band was We Hate the Zone Five Rockpile, the best fucking emo pop punk band to ever grace the desert. this is a trait he would pass on to his daughter, though the girl never knew that about herself

- when they’re in their mid-to-late twenties is when those phases end (at least fashion-wise. emo and scene are forever), and whatsername goes back to her natural hair color, un-hairsprayed and un-flatironed, though she keeps a couple lavender streaks because she loved that part of the look. she keeps her killjoy mask, jacket, and gun, but her style tones down SLIGHTLY. she still wears bright prints and impractical amounts of leather and layers for the desert, but it’s more of a sleek silhouette now — leopard-print tight-fit top with leather leggings and ankle booties kinda vibe. (please keep in mind it’s like 2012-2014 at this point). and jack is kind of like. picture a college history professor who’s pretty young and a little punky still. he shaves his head to stop having to deal with the completely fried-to-hell fringe he used to straighten every day and starts wearing button ups and sweater vests but with jeans and wallet chains and docs, and he starts wearing his glasses again because even though his teenage self dubbed them “dorky”, he does, in fact, need them to see properly. it’s certainly a Look.

- jack likes reading and classical music & leans back into that in his late twenties after having rejected that style of music and his favorite kinds of books and thrown himself into harder music & comics & zines and the like when he got to the zones to try and distance himself from the city. in their warehouse, he had an armchair and a few vinyls of mozart and handel and he’d sit there and read classic literature like some kind of fucked up post-apocalyptic grandpa sitting room. after he passed, before she ended up following, whatsername would put on those records again, so she could pretend he was just in the other room, still, reading in his armchair to sonata for two pianos

- their relationship can be summed up in this picture:

[ID: a photograph of a woman and a man kissing against a chain link fence. he’s holding on to the links behind his head with his hands and she is holding him up by his thighs. end ID]

area killjoy loves his wife

ANYWAYS i hope that was sufficient & that you didn’t mind me rambling about my ocs for a bit. ty anon!!

[bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture]

Yeah, forget side content, just gonna steam on ahead with the Sports Festival and onwards. I might not actually stop and start trying to do overarching plot stuff until ~chapter 100 (more specifically, post ch 97, the last chapter of the Kamino Arc) because then there will be enough material to actually like. Do stuff. Might also have something smaller after the Sports Festival since that’s ~chapter 50. Shrugs.

Anyways, onwards. Don’t you miss the days when the main trio of the series was Izuku, Tenya, and Ochako? Man, don’t I. :(

[No. 22 - That’s the Idea, Ochako!]

Character sheet! I am honestly laughing super hard at everything because just. ‘Very Ochako.’ Thank you, Horikoshi. A few things about the sheet:

1) god I love that her fingerpads are called soft. Like. Actual cat paw pad fingers going on here. just imagine if you like pressed one of them like you do with cat paw pads and like, she had cat claws that would extend. cute but also menacing.

2) strong legs. leg day squad. her, izuku, and iida all doing leg day workouts together tho... katsuki wishes he had the leg strength of those three y'all

3) That quirk description… that’s not quite how centrifugal forces work, but I mean. Superhero comic physics. At least he made an attempt at explaining her quirk. 

Anyways, onto the actual chapter.

We open up in a staff meeting in a conference room at UA, with Tsukauchi presenting the results of the police investigations. He states that the one called Shigaraki has a quirk that allows him to disintegrate anything he touches. They (the police) have been through the list of men in their twenties and thirties in the quirk registry with no luck - and nothing turned up on the ‘warp gate’ user Kurogiri either. With neither registered, both using aliases, and no quirk records, they’re pretty much confirmed to be members of the underworld.

God sorry, I’m just distracted with the sheer size difference between Toshinori and Nedzu here.

What the fuck. Why did you put the largest person in the room next to the smallest?

Whatever. Snipe surmises that they know next to nothing, but they need to learn fast, or the leader of the villains, Shigaraki, will heal up and be back again. Toshinori is thoughtful as he mulls over the use of ‘leader’, which Nedzu catches quickly and inquires into. Probably still heavily banking on Toshinori’s instincts here since he was technically right about his bad feeling about the USJ just two days before.

I mean, how it has to sting Nedzu that all his state of the art systems meant to keep out intruders and alert UA to situations on campus failed at the critical moment, while Toshinori’s instincts on something being wrong had been absolutely on point and, if Nedzu had let him go, might have solved the situation that much sooner.

(I mean, there’s arguments for what could have happened if All Might did arrive early, so. Shrugs.)

And so we get into the segment I like to fondly consider a prime example of the fact that yes, Toshinori does in fact have a 6/6 intelligence score for a reason. 

He brings up how nothing about the situation feels normal. It was an especially daring attack - and not just in the meticulous planning! Shigaraki had started going on about some ridiculous ideology… and though he didn’t say anything about his own quirk, he couldn’t keep himself from bragging about the nomu’s quirk. And when things didn’t go his way? He threw a tantrum. Toshinori then admits with grit teeth and clenched fist that the business about quirks was meant to provoke him, and that it did hurt.

Nedzu says that even so, it’s foolish for villains to reveal quirks in a battle against heroes and so waste the element of surprise. 

Toshinori surmises his previous observations about Shigaraki - spouting a plausible yet deluded ideology, bragging about the toy he brought along, simple-mindedly assuming all would go his way. If they thought about how the attack was carried out, it seems clear that Shigaraki couldn’t hide his childish nature, the sense that he does what he wants, and then flat-out calls him a man-child.

Vlad King sums up Toshinori’s words as Shigaraki being a kid with too much power. Midnight adds on how Shigaraki might never have received general quirk counseling in elementary school; Vlad wonders whether that even matters. 

Tsukauchi steps back into the conversation to give the rest of the arrest results - a total of 72 villains were apprehended at the USJ. He states that all of them were just back-alley thugs, but the question is why so many of them would agree to follow this ‘man-child.’ He points out that modern society is saturated with heroes, so small-time villains like them, who always get kicked around, might have been drawn in by that sort of pure, unaffected evil. 

Toshinori having a flashback here, though his expression… I wonder if he’s having doubts already. And honestly, that flashback bit has me wonder just how common ‘uncontrollable’ quirks really are… and what COUNTS as ‘uncontrollable’ in their society. 

To avoid a longer derail, Tsukauchi finishes up by saying that thanks to the heroes, the police can focus on their investigation. They’ll expand their search and devote efforts to apprehending the perpetrators. 

Nedzu finishes out the scene by musing over the use of ‘man-child,’ stating that in one way, Shigaraki is a lot like their students. He has potential to grow, if only he had a proper mentor to follow. It’s difficult to think about these things.

And so we shift scenes back over to 1a. I doubt this sports festival talk is happening at the same time as the staff meeting, if only because Aizawa should have been at said staff meeting. Or maybe he wasn’t supposed to be there at all and the homerooms were meant to handle themselves that morning? Wait, hold on-

That clock reads 8:25. This is happening during the homeroom period, which means that the other classes are having independant homeroom. Which also means it’s no surprise that Aizawa isn’t at that meeting, because he’s busy hobbling to his class to announce the sports festival. He probably had to be caught up on the meeting stuff later. 

Anyways. The class is surprised over the announcement of the sports festival, someone calling it ‘totally ordinary’ while another (I think Mineta) questions whether Aizawa’s sure about this, since they just had that villain attack. Aizawa states that it’s necessary to demonstrate that UA’s crisis management protocols are sound - or that’s the thinking, anyways. There will be five times the police presence of previous years. Oh, and also the sports festival is the greatest opportunity the class will get. It’s not something that can be cancelled over a few villains. 

Mineta (again?) asks if he’s sure about that, muttering about how it’s ‘just a stupid sports festival.’ Izuku seems completely horrified at the idea that Mineta might have never seen UA’s sports festival, which Mineta hastens to correct - he has, that’s not what he meant. 

I’m sorry just. That face. I can’t with this kid. Jdsjlgkd.

Also, we finally get to the page that had me double-take when I got to it because, well.

So yeah, apparently the BNHA timeline didn’t have certain current events happened that would force the cancellation of the Olympics. (I mean, obviously Hori had no way of knowing the 2020 Olympics in Tokyo would be cancelled, but it’s still like a huge sign of how long this series has been running that this is here.)

Moving on, basically the above surmises for readers that the sports festival is as big an event to them as the Olympics are to us. So basically, super hype. Momo notes that all the nation’s top heroes will be watching and scouting. Kaminari adds on how the heroes will be looking to hire the hero students as sidekicks after they graduate. Jirou makes a cutting retort how a lot of those sidekicks never manage to go solo, stuck as sidekicks forever, before telling Kaminari that’ll be him. 

Shot through the heart.

(Also a total aside I just realized: current manga events likely mean there will be no sports festival for 2a. I mean, I would say the events happening there are large enough in scope that UA just doesn’t have the inclination or interest in broadcasting vital information the villains could use. And like, no scouting, no internships, no purpose for it.

And I mean, even if they did, would any of the kids even be able to focus on doing their best? God knows how stressed and nervous they all must be with how society is basically collapsing outside the school.)

Aizawa tells the class that they’ll gain valuable experience and popularity if they’re picked up by a big-name hero. However, their time is limited. They need to show the pros what they’re made of to make futures for themselves. This happens once a year, so they have three shots. If they want to be heroes, this is an event they can’t miss.

The whole class seems to be taking this seriously, but Izuku…

Well, he doesn’t seem as enthused as expected.

Anyways, I’ll cut it there and leave the rest for next time, since there’s a time break in here anyways. It’s not quite halfway, but eh.

[reaperkaneki]

it’s been over a week since i finished cupipara (and months since i started it cough cough thanks IFI for dropping the ball on several levels ya clowns -_-), which is sad bc i was genuinely trying to draw out the experience towards the end bc it was such a fun game.

first, and let’s get this outta the way, cupipara is dumb as hell. the plot is ridiculous and it knows it’s ridiculous— it plays itself as a romcom, emphasis on the com. fitting for a game about a cupid who loves romcoms and chick flicks accidentally falling in love herself. it’s cheesy and tongue-in-cheek and almost entirely lighthearted. it’s so stupid it wraps back around into being brilliant lmao

the UI is so fucking ugly tho, all neon colors and just the absolute worst default font choices, completely screams GRAPHIC DESGIN IS MY PASSION. its awful and like, so bad i unfortunately came to like it. (yes, the random text everywhere is actual quotes from the game completely out of context. oysters)

the soundtrack tho? so so so good, easily one of my favorite parts of the game. the songs are in english, as befits the LA/NYC abomination that is the setting (los anyork…. no subtlety required), and good english at that. a lot of it sounds like it came straight out of an old romance movie, and the individual character tracks are pretty distinct and suit each of them well.

my biggest gripe with the game is that it’s… short? the common route hits a good length before it branches off, not too long and not too short. and it’s not that the individual routes are brisk either… okay, maybe it’s that there aren’t any epilogues or short stories. and that i had to stop after two routes and wait like two months to play the rest -_- i’d totally play a fandisc. i want the bonkers ride to continue.

oh, and also, the first two routes (ryuki and shelby) are somewhat lacking in comparison to the rest. ryuki i figured wasn’t gonna do much for me because i’m not typically into younger pretty boys (typically being the key word, to anyone who was going to dispute the claim). but i truly was looking forward to shelby’s route, and it fell a bit flat for various reasons. they were pretty mundane in comparison to the other guys, once you hit gil’s route is when the game really reaches its stride.

i absolutely agree with following recommended route order of gil after shelby and ryuki, then raul, then allen last. (raul and allen are locked until you do at least one other guy)

as for my personal favorite routes? i’d say it’s allen (��) and gil, then raul and shelby, and ryuki last. i was wondering why so many ppl were obsessed with allen and claimed that he’s the best character but. after playing his route. i understand. he just screams true route. gil is more of a hit-or-miss character, and he probably comes off as creepy to a lot of people (stalker tendencies…) but he’s so pathetic and submissive and breedable and that Awakens something in me. it is absolutely a crime that his college sprite is so much cuter than his present-day one. shelby may have a more boring route but i liked him as a character and raul’s route was kinda all over the place. ryuki is ryuki. he’s mean, i’ll give him that.

(and the secret character? i liked him a LOT but it’s a separate timeline so it can’t compare.)

it is absolutely refreshing to see LIs in a game that are simply failmen. like yes they’re very much competent and hot and deeply entertaining to watch but also despite that they’re all yikes enough that no one wants to date them lmao we love seeing women holding men to standards (couldn’t be me). they’re flawed characters and lynette spends a great deal of her time going I CAN FIX HIM until eventually she arrives at WAIT NO HE HAS TO FIX HIMSELF GDI YOU IDIOTS YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO CHANGE, and after much Character Development fix themselves the LIs do!*

*one per route. in routes other than their own the LIs simply do not have the motivation to better themselves. hard same.

uh basically cupipara is a good game, it’s significantly more lighthearted and comical than most other localized otome i’ve played. it feels like a breath of fresh air. save this one for when you need a laugh!

[disenchantedfaerie]

So many things to say and so many things not to say.

Fandom: This fandom is toxic. There is no other way to put it. It’s toxic from top to bottom, left to right, diagonally. My partners and I discussed this today because we were bored. We whole heartedly believe it starts at the top and by top I mean her majesty of the written word. Of course, now that’s she’s dropped the self diagnosis of “somewhat autistic,” you really can’t say anything because then you’re a horrible person. But she uses that as an excuse for her snark and condescending attitude. Hey. Whatever lady. I don’t follow you, I don’t read your books and aside from the few things I see, you’re no better than the leads. The difference is you’ve been milking the fandom for 30 years; people are waiting for you to finish and you can’t even complete the one that was supposed to be done last year. Yet you continue to yak about this side thing or that side thing and really, I don’t need a JF origin story. We’ve gotten that enough in the 9 other flipping books. You see the pattern here tho folks?

The female lead: She has done her share of being flippant and rude to people on her SM. She becomes sweet as pecan pie on Thanksgiving when she wants to want to launch something though. She was the one who wanted to end the shipper rumors and so IFH happened but sadly when you skirt around a subject and don’t say your partner’s name or take photos of them/with them and only take photos with your male lead in what could be construed as compromising positions - yeah. People will continue to buy what you sell to them. I’ve said it time and again, they are the biggest trolls in the fandom and do more to fuel the ship, even now that she is married to another man who is not the male lead, than anyone else. That’s all I have to say about her. She doesn’t owe anyone anything, none of them do actually, but sometimes being kind goes out the window with the lot of them.

His highness: Where to begin? His “fans” come all the way over here to our little corner of tumblr to hide behind Anon Asks to spew their hate and vitriol to those of us who seem to have opinions that differ from theirs. Namely, he is not a god. He is not someone we worship. We simply come together over coffee and tea and trade stories of current events and talk about the what if’s. My opinion of him is based on his own actions. Maybe all these “fans” want to blur the timeline of events and take it as gospel from his highness that he went on his luxury vacation before the travel ban while the rest of us cancelled ours and many lost jobs and incomes. Well that’s simply untrue. When he was called out, knowing he was wrong, instead of being the sweet, humble, normal guy that everyone says he is, he doubled down, became rude, flippant, went on a blocking spree, posting articles about COVID being no worse than the flu. Did his traveling companion get serious threats. I believe so. I believe he has as well from the same kind of people that come here to our little corner of tumblr, keyboard warriors that hide behind their anonymity and spew hate and vitriol. I also believe that people have gone to Glasgow and stalked his flat, which, come on people. That’s wrong on so many levels. I lived in LA for many years. It never occurred to me to drive to Malibu, Hollywood Hills, Laurel Canyon to actually stalk the celebs. Why? What’s the point? So I can see them in their grungy clothes looking like real people? No thanks. I don’t have that kind of time or energy. Thus the 4 page rant. Hey good for you dude. It’s about time you grew a pair actually but what did it accomplish? Nothing really except people stopped talking about his covidiocy. Why? Not because he wasn’t a covidiot and quite frankly still is (remember, he’s the king of “it’s not worse than the flu”) but because he pulled the mental health card. I think he does have mental health issues. I still have high hopes that some day he will realize this himself and seek the help he needs.

Now these Anons come to our little corner of tumblr and drop their comments saying things like “I hope you get COVID and die. It’s because of you he did his 4 page rant. The people you call mommies are his real fans.” Mmmkay. I used to blindly defend him. I used to buy into his shilling and his ever so sweet exterior, I even bought into the “best fans ever” bullshit. You want to blame us who never name him, her or the one who “writes” in any blog, never hashtag him, her, or the other one or the show, never interact with any of them on other platforms of SM for his 4 page rant, his mental illness, all of his flaws and accuse us of not being fans - fine. He who is without sin, cast the first stone. Perhaps you need to sit back and take a long look at yourself in the mirror as well. Wishing a deadly disease on people, making threats, spewing hatred - isn’t this the exact same thing that was done to his highness and you were all up in arms about it, yet you come here and do it to others and think that’s okay. What makes it okay? Because you’re defending your favorite star? If this is what it means to part of this fandom, part of his fandom specifically, no thank you. When y’all can walk on water, then you can judge me. Until then, judge not lest ye be judged.

I walked away long ago but I’m still human and still have an opinion, everyone does. If he’s your favorite celeb then perhaps you should follow his advice the next time you see something you don’t agree with - suggest you ignore. He’s the one that started the entire “be kind” campaign right? Or does that only apply when it’s comvenient? If you think this is the sort of behavior that will get you on his Christmas card list or the top of his potential list of never ending “girlfriends” - well, good luck. At some point this man (again, he’s a man, he’s flawed, he makes mistakes and he’s not perfect) will fall from the pedestal his fandom have put him on and then where will you all be? He has been unapologetic for all the things he’s done. He continues to shill his swill and all his other crap when a lot people can’t make ends meet. He continues to ask for donations to HIS causes instead of asking people to take care of themselves or their own communities. I love Scotland as much as anyone but my money right now is better served in my community. I ignore most of what they all do, following his own suggestion of ignoring, but things cross my dash and I do not condone or appreciate threats. I didn’t condone it when the threats were directed at him, his traveling companion, or anyone else nor have I ever made a threat against anyone.

I wish to be treated the way I treat others and if you can’t do the same, if you can’t engage with me in a calm, adult manner, I don’t have time for you. You can have a differing opinion than me. It’s okay. We don’t have to agree but we can respectfully disagree and discuss, not argue, about who’s right and who’s wrong. It isn’t cut and dry, black and white. We can agree to disagree and still be civil and still be friends.

My Scotsman added this: When will the games end, when will the games stop? I had high hopes for his highness to lead by example and be better but he’s a follower and he followers her majesty’s lead. He follows his business partner’s lead. He sees her milk the fandom, so why can’t he and he does an excellent job of it. His fandom vote for meaningless awards until their fingers bleed, buy all of his merchandise, buy anything he sells up to and including the ship. Is there an ounce of him being a genuine person left? Yes. He gives us a glimpse now and again but make no mistake, he will take you for what you’re worth. Maybe one day he’ll change and we’ll follow him again. Until then, I’ll be watching like my partner. I’ll be around.

I guess at the end of the day my point is this, the fandom made itself toxic and I highly doubt at this point it can or will turn around. Why would it? All we can do is choose to be part of the toxicity and contribute to it and pass it forward like these precious anons have been doing or we can choose to walk away, scroll on by, try to make the world or at least our little corner of it better.

I’m still disenchanted. I hope one day my wings turn white again with the promise of a better time and place. Until then, take care my friends. I’ll be watching and I’ll be blogging.

[amydancepants-peralta]

10 and 24 for the festive prompts :)

(please excuse me while I hang my head in shame, for this was 1: received last year, and 2: still didn’t manage to appear before Christmas this year.) 🤦🏼‍♀️ Best laid plans really do be elusive, huh?  @ Anon, I'm sorry this is so late, and I hope you’re still around! ♥️ 

Prompts - 10: I don’t care what you say, The Nightmare Before Christmas works for Christmas and Halloween! and 24: Secret Santa is bullshit. 

(for the sake of this story and b99′s vague timelines, this is set pre-manhunter and post-casecation).  (ao3)

all the lights are shining (so brightly everywhere) 

Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la lah, la la lah lahhh …

Amy sighs, tapping her feet - sadly, trapped in a curled up shoe, and does her best to ignore the jingle that comes from its dangling bell.

Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la lah, la la lah lahhh …

Christmas Carols have always been a favourite of hers, forever singing along to the melody despite being told by many that she really shouldn’t.  They were joyful and uplifting and reminders of everything wonderful about the holiday season.  But tonight, she’s been standing post for three hours, listening to Z-List celebrity covers of sacred songs of hope; and as a result has spent 85% of her time hatching a plan to find the source of the music and put an end to everyone’s misery.

Don we now our gay apparel, fa la la, fa la la, fa la lahhh …

Jake’s off-key singing voice filters in through her earpiece, and a tiny smile finds it’s way onto her face.  

“Troll the ancient yule-tide carol, fa la la la laaaa, la la la laaa! … Wait, troll?  That can’t be right!  Hey Ames, do you think trolls celebrate Christmas?”

Knowing that answering would blow her cover, Amy remains quiet; nodding slowly both to the beat and her husband’s question as the track fades away and a new atrocity begins.  

Seriously, she needs to find out where this music is coming from.  

From underneath her undercover position as Head Elf of Candy Cane Lane, Amy shifts uncomfortably, resisting the urge to tug down the tinsel edged skirt that hovered just a little too high for her liking.  She wanted to burn the bra she had chosen to wear tonight (digging into her ribcage like it did), save for the fact that it was very expensive and very beautiful, and very much worn this evening with the sole purpose of seducing her husband.

Work had descended into pure madness in the past fortnight, with both her and Jake’s schedules descending from holding relative similarities to polar opposites.  And maybe it was the surplus of romantic movies on every single TV channel, or the scores of advertisements reminding her that the holiday season was for being together with loved ones (for Jake Peralta was most certainly Amy’s Loved One) - either way, Amy had begun to miss spending nights alone with her husband something fierce.  

Tonight’s plan had been so simple, it had barely required a binder.  Wait until it’s nearly Jake’s finish time, don sexy lingerie, cover up with comfy clothes and go pick up her unsuspecting husband from work.  Let him unlock the door when finally home, then jump his bones right there on the couch - giving Jake just enough time to discover the red lacy set and look at her the way he always manages to do - like she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.  Then, sexy timez.  Lots of sexy timez.

And it had all been working so well - until she’d shown up at the precinct unannounced (Jake being too distracted to notice the text she’d sent him), and immediately found herself getting wrapped up in a sting her old squad were devising.  

In a spark of true evil, one of Brooklyn’s most elusive drug runners - Art Akemi - had invented a new way to dodge any of his drug shipments from being discovered; deciding to build candy canes around the narcotics so that to the unaware eye, they would appear completely innocuous.  

Unfortunately, one of his most recent handovers had gotten mixed up with actual candy canes, resulting in several innocent members of the public ending up in hospital with mysterious drug overdoses.  It had taken the 99 and their neighbouring precincts days to piece together Akemi’s plans, and just this afternoon Rosa had been given a lead that suggested a handoff with the kingpin and one of his henchmen would be happening at Santa’s Village that very evening.  

It was brazen, to set up an exchange of illegal narcotics in a public access area - particularly, one frequented by children and families alike - but also completely on brand for someone like Akemi.  The squad needed to work fast, and work smart; running through the finer details of their mission when Amy had arrived.    

And yes, perhaps her FOMOW had reached an all-new peak as she listened to the detectives speak, and perhaps she hadn’t really thought about what she was volunteering herself for - but the next thing Amy knew she was Holly the Christmas Elf, toes squeezed into surprisingly curly shoes as she fielded questions from children and waited for any signs of wrong-doing.   

It has been twenty-five minutes since Santa had disappeared to ‘feed the reindeer’ (aka disappearing to the back docks for a quick drag of a cigarette), and just as Amy was beginning to wonder if a search party needs to be called, she feels a gentle tug on her hand, looking down to find a little boy no older than five gazing up at her with awe.

“D’ya think Santa is busy making da presents?"

His eyes are wide - filled with the kind of awe that every child seems to get when they are lulled by the magic of Christmas - and as Amy crouches to match his diminutive height, she can’t help but notice how the unkempt curls on his head remind her of a photo with a similar aged Jake that Karen had once shown her.

(He had been mid-discovery of a fairy garden, one built by his Nana and immediately claimed as his own, and the sheer joy in his face had made Amy’s heart swell, even years later through the faded colours of an oft-cherished photograph.)

“You know, I bet he is.”  Scanning the crowd for that familiar mixture of red and white but coming up blank, she turns her attention back to the little boy.  “Santa’s magic like that, don’t you think?”

The child’s nod is so enthusiastic the tiny curls on his head begin to bounce, turning quickly as his searching father calls out his name.  “Just a little longer, and you can tell him all of your wishes, okay?”

“Da elf said Santa’d building da presents Daddy!”  The child runs back towards his father’s outstretched hand, and Amy gives the adult an understanding smile as he lifts his son back into his arms.  From his undercover position at a nearby popcorn stand; Jake catches Amy’s eye as she returns to her earlier position, giving him a tiny smile when he throws her a wink.  

The topic of parenthood - of them trying to have a baby, one day - had been mentioned by both more than a few times since their anniversary; and the regular use of the word when rather than if ignited a sense of hope in Amy that made her stomach flutter every single time.  While the enormity of it all still scared Jake - still scared Amy, if she were to be completely honest - what always seemed to remain after each conversation was the understanding that even if it scared them: together they’d figure out how to get through it.  

(Last month’s arrival of Miguel’s baby girl Adamaris, and the sight of Jake cradling her in his careful arms, had definitely not helped, playing on a loop in Amy’s mind for several days after their visit.)

“Nothing beats a bit of Santa magic, hey Santiago?”  Jake’s tone is light and playful, and only serves to remind Amy just how much she’s missed talking to him these last few weeks.  

Rolling her eyes slightly, she tucks her head downward, playing the pretence of adjusting her costume as she speaks into the hidden mic.  “Ha ha, Peralta.  Santa is magic, especially to cute kids like that one.  No way was I going to be the one to burst the Santa bubble.”

With a stuttered gasp, Jake slaps a hand against his chest, and a passing stranger gives him the side eye.  “Wait a minute.  Are you suggesting that Santa is fake?!”  

“Santa is real, Peralta.  As is this very real mission to take down Akemi.  Time to focus up.”  Terry’s firm tone breaks through the earpiece, busting into Jake and Amy’s conversation, and a sheepish grin breaks out on Jake’s face.  

“Right you are, sarge.  This is Super Serious Santa Shutdown Situation.”  Shoving several pieces of popcorn into his mouth, Jake waits a beat before continuing.  “Ames wasn’t wrong, tho.  That kid was a cutie.”

The unspoken addition of but ours will be cuter lingers between them, and Amy feels her skin warm up under Jake’s faraway gaze.  

Maybe this bra was going to come in use after all.  

Rosa’s voice cuts through the unsaid, her tone steady as she moves in closer from her position at a nearby payphone.  “Heads up - Santa’s back.  And it looks like they’ve swapped out their player.”

Immediately switching into detective mode, Jake shields his face from the new Santa’s sight as he passes, already very aware of earlier (unsuccessful) run-in’s with the kingpin.  “That really looks like Akemi.”  

“Santiago, can you get close enough to confirm?”

Handing out Christmas tree shaped cookies to the children milling around her position, Amy glances up just in time to catch the replacement Santa as he walks into the village.  With the cocky swagger of a man who rarely pays any consequences for his actions, this version of Father Christmas looked paler and far more arrogant than the man wearing the costume earlier.  

Pushing past the waiting children with barely any acknowledgment of their tiny hellos, New Santa pauses on his way to his plush red throne; snapping his gum and giving Amy a very jolly (read: creepy) once-over with his eyes.  Glancing quickly in Terry’s direction, she gives a subtle nod.  Akemi’s case file has landed on almost every detective in New York’s desk at one point or another, and she’d recognised that hard gaze anywhere.  

“Well, well, well … don’t you look good enough to sit atop my Christmas tree.”

Acutely aware of their audience, and knowing that the red and white striped stockings covering her legs would definitely be restrictive if she needed to go full ninja on Santa’s ass, Amy quickly chooses to plaster on a bright and shiny grin.  “So glad you’ve made it back from the North Pole, Santa.  We’ve got lots of excited children just bursting to see you!”

“Yeah, whatever.”  Akemi leans in, an unwelcome mixture of tobacco and sweat washing over Amy, and it’s all she can do to not recoil in disgust as he lowers his voice.  “I’m only interested in one thing, lady, and once I got it I’m outta here.  But don’t you worry, there’ll be plenty of room on my sleigh for you.”

“Ok.  I don’t give a damn about any Christmas magic, Ames.  If he tries to make you kiss him under that mistletoe, I swear to god I will punch Santa right in the face.”

“Cool it, Peralta.”  Terry’s clenching jaw is almost audible in his response, and Amy takes a slow and calming breath, safe in the knowledge that her squad most definitely has her back. 

“Right.  Yep.  Cool it.   Cool cool cooling it.”  Each member of the team watches from their position as Santa saunters over to his seat, throwing several finger guns to waiting mothers as he goes; and Jake lets out a snort of disgust.  “So … has everyone gotten their Secret Santa present organised yet?  Rosa, you need some shopping tips?”

“No.  Secret Santa is bullshit.”

“It’s a fun holiday tradition that you are definitely participating in and if you picked my name I’d really love a voucher for that sneaker store on 28th.”

“I don’t have you, Peralta.”

“Yep.  No problemo.  Just saying.  In case you do.”

To her right, Amy notices Terry’s unmissable frame break through the crowd.  “Heads up, guys.  Looks like Santa’s buddy has found his way into the queue.”  With his wooly beanie and scores of shopping bags clutched in his hands, their sergeant blended in relatively easily as just another father doing some last minute panic shopping; but they all knew one flex of his oversized muscles would break that facade fairly easily.  

A silence falls over the comms as they watch Santa breeze through child after child, giving them barely any attention as his target draws closer; and slowly both Jake and Rosa close the gap from the other sides.  

Pulling out a poorly wrapped parcel and handing the gift to Akemi, the unshaven man at the front of the queue feigns surprise when Santa reaches into the sack next to his throne, handing the supposed stranger an oversized bag of ‘candy canes’.  

“There’s the exchange.  Boyle, can you confirm you got the footage?”

“With a beautiful slow zoom that really captures the thrum of festive anticipation hovering amongst the crowd, sarge.”

Cringing slightly, Jake shakes his head at Charles’ description as his eyes follow the bag of candy canes, their new recipient now walking at a steady pace towards the exit.  “We’re going to lose this guy if we don’t move now.”  

“Go, Peralta.  Diaz, you run backup.  Amy and I will take care of Santa.”

With a grin, Jake breaks into a fast walk, already focused in his pursuit.  “Alright, taking down a bad Santa in a public environment.  Now it feels like Christmas!”

“We’re going to wait until Akemi has left the village, Peralta.  You know, try not to break a bunch of children’s hearts?”

“You do you, Terry!”  

*

*

There are still remnants of festive glitter in Amy’s hair as she and Jake walk up the stairs of their apartment building several hours later, both of them slightly weary from the hours of paperwork and debriefing that took place after Santa’s Village.  

“Boy, bet thats the last time you come to the precinct and pick me up on your night off, huh Ames?”  The apology is obvious in Jake’s tone, and Amy glances over her shoulder to give him a reassuring smile.  Even if it hadn’t been in her original plan, she still got to spend the night hanging with her husband (although in a slightly different capacity than originally planned), and she was choosing to count that as a win.  (A small win, but a win all the same.)

“Yeah, maybe.”

“I’m really sorry you got pulled into all of that, babe.  I just didn’t see your message in time, or I would have … hey, Ames?”  The touch of his hand against her forearm is gentle, pulling her in with the quiet strength she knows her husband to possess, and Amy turns towards Jake without hesitation.  His eyes search her face, immediately seeing through her concealed defeat, and he really is the only one for her.  “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, it’s fine.  I just …” she feels a blush rush over her cheeks again, suddenly feeling ridiculous as she thinks of how to divulge her secret plan.  The underwire from the damn bra digs into her skin again as she squirms, and if tonight has taught Amy anything, it’s why lingerie like this is only designed to stay on until your partner rips it off seconds after reveal.  

“Babe?”

“It just feels like forever since we’ve had a night at home, just the two of us.”  Jake’s brows knit, and Amy leans in to rest both hands against her husbands chest.  “And I know that work has been crazy lately, and that it’ll eventually calm down again, I just … I’d sorta planned on tonight going differently once you were home.”

“Oh god, and instead you ended up in a glittery elf costume with a creep leering at you.”  Left hand slapping against his face in shame, Jake shakes his head in obvious frustration. 

“I mean, we can mainly blame my FOMOW for that, babe.  It doesn’t matter, really.  If I hadn’t been there, you might have gotten home even later so when you think about it, it’s way better we - mmfph -” the rest of Amy’s argument stops in it’s tracks as Jake pulls her in for a kiss, the gentle but insistent press of his lips against hers casting any other thoughts far to the side. 

The familiar touch of his hands as they roam against the outline of her butt causes Amy to melt entirely in Jake’s arms, resting her arms against his steady shoulders as her fingers slide into his hair.  This - these tiny moments where the world seemed to fade away and all she could feel was Jake - was what she’d been craving for weeks.  

Jake sighs against her lips, letting her tongue slip into his mouth as he shuffles ever so closer to her, and maybe he’d been missing this just as much as she.  

“So,” Jake whispers as he pulls away from the kiss, leaning in to brush his lips against Amy’s once more.  “Time to get this night back in track.”  Another kiss.  “What kind of plans did you make for us, Santiago?”

“Lets just say … the lingerie I’ve got on under here is going to blow your mind, Peralta.”

“Going to blow your mind, title of our sex tape.”

Amy nods, biting her lower lip as she steps out of Jake’s embrace, gesturing towards their apartment.  “But it’s also really uncomfortable.  C’mon, let's get inside before it ends up in the dumpster.”

Jake’s footsteps echo behind Amy’s, hands landing on her hips as she digs for the keys.  “I’m declaring it now, Ames.  Tomorrow night we’re both leaving early and staying in for movie night at home.  Phones off, popcorn, everything for the full movie experience.  We can watch Die Hard and Love Actually and Nightmare before Christmas …”

Amy’s nose crinkles at the last movie, unlocking their front door and tugging her husband through as it swings open.  “Didn’t we watch that last one for Halloween?”

“I don’t care what you say, The Nightmare Before Christmas works for Christmas and Halloween!”

“Jake …”  

“Christmas is literally in the title, babe!”

Pulling him closer, Amy takes a leaf out of her husband’s handbook, silencing him with a definitely not PG rated kiss now that the risk of being discovered by a neighbour had slimmed to none.  

Jake’s arms wrap around her middle in response, holding Amy close as her fingers begin to trace the edge of his buttons, and she lets out a sigh of satisfaction that finally her initial plan was coming to fruition.  

Next time, though, she might add a sub-section into the binder about potential diversions, and how to avoid them (not join them) - FOMOW be damned.  This stuff was way more fun.

[jacks4eva]

reaction to the lost hero by rick riordan

imma be honest this is a long time coming, okay so here’s the timeline we’re looking at so you understand me. i read lightning thief in middle school, dropped it and read it again in ninth grade. then i read sea of monsters, but never started titan’s curse. then for some reason in 11th grade i bought the second book in heroes of olympus and started to read it and got confused so i started to read titan’s curse and got to when percy took artemis’s place and then dropped it...again. very sad that time considering it was LEGIT THE END SO CLOSE. anyway yesterday i read the whole thing again and the battle of the labrinyth in like 6-8 hours. idk i can’t remember if i started at 10pm or midnight but i finished at 6am. anyways today i read the last olympian, and now i’m starting the lost hero. i thought it’d be funny to do my reactions.

this timeline is just funny because i have read so many books, and yet the most popular ones like percy jackson and harry potter, didn’t wanna finish lol. i still haven’t finished goblet of fire yet i read 100 pages an hour and could probably finish it in a day. anyways.

let the reactions begin

okay i’ve heard of jason but i was not expecting a pov already

woah electrocution

he’s already got a love interest what

he said the coach is 5’0 i now imagine the coach as danny devito i have no choice

piper and leo yes i recognize these names

(i’ve seen a lot of posts about percy jackson okay)

i like leo i don’t like dylan

i love the starwars reference

oh look guys we got popular girls that are racist, can they get their asses beat in this pls

dylan is also racist for smiling-asswipe

we love the cherokee representation

i hate them so much can they please leave

“i had to say something” i like coach hedge is this bad

i hope percy is the storm but i just know i wouldn’t be that lucky

ofc dylan is a racist monster

danny devito never returned :(

PLS TELL ME THESE REINFORCEMENTS ARE PERCY AND ANNABETH

who is the bulky dude

i’m sorry i’m laughing he’s a big scary dude with his head shaved and A RAINBOW TATTOO and his name is butch

oh so that’s why percy isn’t here

okay usually when reading i can form some kind of theory or connection but at this point i literally have no clue what is happening

i just knew as soon as he asked that he had abilities with fire but i was not expecting fire fingers

wow what a first impression “you should be dead”

wait so all i remember from the son of neptune was the beginning had percy alone i think and i’m not sure if he had his memory or maybe not and he was running away from monsters, so is what’s happening to jason similar to that? and WILL PERCY NOT BE FOUND IN THIS BOOK?

“That also was necessary. Long ago, your father gave me your life as a gift to placate my anger. He named you Jason, after my favorite mortal. You belong to me.

“Whoa,” Jason said. “I don’t belong to anyone.”

Now is the time to pay your debt, she said. Find my prison. Free me, or their king will rise from the earth, and I will be destroyed. You will never retrieve your memory.”

... okay theories, um a goat skin cloak was mentioned to have been owned by Zeus’s foster mother and that he owned it so the woman could either be the foster mother or Hera. If it was Hera, it would make sense that Zeus gave his son to placate her anger at his cheating or whatever. They are also trapped in Olympus, so prison would make sense. Hera was brought up a lot too, and according to wiki Hera persuaded Aphrodite to make her son make Medea fall in love with a mortal named Jason, so more than likely the lady is Hera. Their king will rise from earth could be the king from the battle of the labrynth, maybe. Or another king ya know there are so many.

Wait a minute

Something else I know about their names is Jason’s last name...JASON GRACE I thought it sounded familiar, because of Thalia Grace. Hah look at me being correct. That explains the flying and not being burnt by a lightning bolt—oh I’m stupid for not seeing it sooner.

Now just gotta figure out who Piper’s parent is.

Aha so I was right it was Hera.

Chiron not being able to give the information they need is kind of annoying.

Enceladus? So a giant offspring of Gaia, um...no bueno. Not a king tho.

“Child of lightning, beware the earth, The giants’ revenge the seven shall birth, The forge and dove shall break the cage, And death unleash through Hera’s rage.”

Okay theory time, child of lightning is obviously Jason. Beware the Earth...yeah no clue. The giants’ revenge the seven shall birth, the giants are probably the children of Gaia since that one giant was her child and it’s the seven are probably the seven half bloods from the great prophecy. The forge and dove shall break the cage, um maybe Leo is the forge since he’s hephaestus’s child (probably butchered the spelling). Doves are typically associated with aphrodite/venus, so idk about that. Maybe Piper is Venus’s child, I mean her God parent is her mom and it’d be funny since she was judging the other aphrodite kids. Also I assume Hera will kill whoever trapped her or someone involved since she’s so mad. Idk.

Could kill Drew btw.

CALLED IT CALLED IT CALLED IT IM A GENIUSSS

Wait. This woman looks like Hera, her clothes are made of Earth and she said Leo would fight her children trying to wake her. They’re gonna try to wake Gaia, which would make sense that it said stay away from Earth if she’s the Earth Goddess

I like the wolves thing because Romulus and Remus, ya know the twin boys who were raised by wolf and started Rome.

“You are our saving grace, as always. The she-wolf curled her lip, as if she had just made a clever joke”

I mean yeah his last name is grace

“She must really like this Percy guy to search for him so hard, and that made Jason a little envious. Was anyone searching for him right now? What if somebody cared for him that much and was going out of her mind with worry, and he couldn’t even remember his old life?”

so what if Percy’s just chilling at the Roman version of camp halfblood without a clue to who he is? bro.

Imagine reading this and seeing all of things I get right and wrong and wanting to slam your head into a wall.

Okay like idk why Annabeth was freaking out we kind of knew they were siblings, I mean they have the same dad. Unless this is saying they have the same mom or are twins or something. That’d be cool. That’s probably what he’s saying tbh but still, could’ve emphasized it more than “that’s my sister” like dude.

Anyway, they look very different so that’s funny.

King Boreas? uh.

Oo French

Let’s see what I can translate from the very little duolingo I did. Bienvenu, maybe a greeting. Idk which tho. Je suis Piper, I am Piper. Et c’est Jason, fils de Zeus, and this is Jason, son of Zeus. Vous parlez francais? tres bien, you speak french? good. Hey not bad, not shockingly good but considering I did the duolingo lessons 4 years ago, not bad. Vrai? Truth? Yeah I just looked it up.

Danny devito is alive!

“Leo scratched his head. “Well, I dunno about Enchiladas—”

“Enceladus,” Piper corrected.”

Leo is me omfg

DANNY DEVITO IS BACK

Arrows...HUNTERS OF ARTEMIS PLS?

“Leo stepped out next. “You’re catching me, too, Superman. But I ain’t holding your hand.”

this made me laugh ok moving on

Uh fight a sea monster? bro is Jason just Percy 2.0

“Aphrodite’s message was clear: This one needs no improvement.

And Piper agreed.”

I wonder if you can hear me squealing from hundreds or thousands of miles away

Did you miss the fact that he’s thirty feet tall— I DIED

Who slew titan k-what now? So basically yes. Percy 2.0

Okay I recognize the name Hazel, and all I ask is that she is not involved with Jason because Jason and Piper are really freaking cute.

an exchange of leaders, SO THEY DID SWITCH THEM

The way I called it

I WAS RIGHT AHA

anyways. time to read son of neptune

[a-second-chance-su-au]

Where is the comic? (Story progress, please read at least the last bit)

Hey guys, Mod Dimonds here! This is both an apology and an explination, and I’ll try to keep it short, but this is where I’m at at the moment so. (If you want to read the “important” part, go find the bold and read from there.)

First of all, no, the comic is NOT on hiatus. And I do have time to work on it irl. The reason I haven’t been working on it is because of the script. I realized that in this scene we’re at right now, I was missing an important piece of information. So- like the idiot that I am- the one time I delete everything I have and start over is the time I happen to get stuck. I cannot progress because I can’t figure out the dialogue.

The problem really is that this conversation establishes a bunch of info for you, the audience, and also provides a bit of context of Pink/Rose’s decision to get Spinel in the first place. So it’s a really important scene. And I think that’s the issue. I cannot write it well. I keep getting off-track, or skipping over stuff. The one time I wrote all the info in there, BOTH Pearl and Rose were out of character. It’s a mess, and I’ve been struggling with rewriting it for at least two weeks now. I need to get it right, and I think I’ve figured out how, but now writer’s block is a thing I have to deal with, too. But I won’t stop until I get this scene right. Then it’s back to drawing IMMEDIETLY afterwards!

I’m sorry I haven’t been able to work on the comic. I hope to get back to it soon!

Second, I have to retcon something I said earlier, about Spinel’s backstory being 7 parts. And it is! However, I don’t want to show the whole thing. I want her story to unfold naturally and organically in the “show,” meaning that as soon as this scene is over, I will be working on SU the show, starting with Bubble Buddies and going from there! The entire timeline is complete (for the original series) unless I decide to throw in a few new episodes to fit the Season 1 aesthetic or change up a few things, so we don’t need to worry about that. The artstyle will be very SU, meaning no shading on the characters (usually), but very nice backgrounds. I am really excited to get working on it, but I feel that I need to finish this scene first.

And that’s what I want to ask y’all. Would you rather just shelve her backstory for right now while I figure out how to write it, and allow the show to start “playing”? Or would you rather wait until I get this figured out? It’s going to affect the flow of the Archive, that’s for sure, but I don’t think that’s a huge problem? Maybe an inconvenience, but everything has links ‘n stuff. I don’t know.

Either ask, DM me, or reply in the notes here on your preferance. I will be less likely to listen to anons tho, since I have no way of knowing if it was the same person twice, but everyone will be taken into account on the choice.

Now to the apology: I’m sorry I didn’t come out about this earlier. No one has been asking where the comic is, but I still feel guilty about it. I said I had it scripted, and then literally 1/2 days later, I deleted what I had and started over, then couldn’t fix it. Whoops. But that’s on me, and I apologize.

I want to give this story the depth that canon SU does for itself, and as of right now, I think I have a good rough draft to do that. But I still want to take my time and really analyze what I have and search for those places where I can do better, or things don’t add up. And I think that’s one of the reasons I can’t do this scene well. I just have to take it slowly. We’ll see.

Anyways. Thank you for reading and understanding.