#everyone will be sad in chapter 3

[childotkw]

Hi Jordan!! I love your writing babe!! You're amazing and also your Tumblr is the reason for all of my frantic all nighters the night before the exam because I spent all my reading and rereading all the fantastic stories in here😅. I genuinely can't express how much I adore you and any update from you is like Christmas come early and makes my entire week. That said I just adore your ruination au. If we could get a sneak peek it will be amazing!! Feel free to ignore me if you want tho and TK ly!☺

Hello my darling!! Thank you 🥰 I’d apologise for the distractions but I’m also too amused to be sincere 😂😂

And I’m happy to share two lil snippets from ruination 3!

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She rose from her seat, Rhaena following only a second after her, and placed the letters absently onto the desk. She shook her head lightly.

“No,” she said.

“Baela –”

“No.”

But the look in her father’s eyes was undeniable. Familiar in the worst way, dragging her back to that horrible night a lifetime ago across the sea. Baela’s hands fisted at her sides, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palms until there was blood.

“Jace or Luke?” she asked, barely hearing her sister’s startled gasp as she too began to understand.

“My girls,” Rhaenys whispered, stepping towards them with open arms.

“Jace or Luke?” Baela snapped, recoiling from her grandmother’s attempted comfort.

It could only be one of the boys. They were the only ones of note that had left Dragonstone recently, and no one…no one else could etch such exquisite tragedy onto Corlys’ expression, nor render a man like Daemon so reduced.

“Father?” Rhaena asked this time, soft and hesitant and just a shade off a plea.

Daemon glanced between them, a thousand and one thoughts writhing behind his eyes, before his gaze settled on Rhaena.

“Luke,” he answered quietly.

Not Jace.

Poisonous relief bloomed in Baela’s heart, and then was immediately burned away by shame and grief.

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Cregan firmed his footing and shoved the younger away easily, breaking the stalemate and making Jacaerys stumble. The boy nearly fell onto his arse, and the pinched expression that swept onto his face reminded Cregan of the newer guards he would sometimes watch train in the yard.

Pricked pride had a universal look on young men, regardless of station.

A laugh rumbled in his chest, though he restrained himself at the last moment, turning it into a cough. Jacaerys saw through the attempt and glared sullenly up at him.

“Apologies, My Prince,” Cregan offered, dipping his head.

Jacaerys huffed, his own mouth curling with rueful amusement. He lowered his sword and dropped out of his stance, signalling the end of the session, then dragged a hand through his sweaty hair. “No apology needed, Lord Stark,” the boy said, as unfailingly polite as he had been when he first arrived late yesterday, windswept and drained from his back-to-back flights. “I suppose I’m just not used to losing,” he continued, a slightly more open grin sneaking forth.

Cregan didn’t bother disguising his laugh this time and reached out to take the other’s sword. He carried them both over to the rack at the side of the practice yard, absently spinning one of the worn leather handles in his palm as he went. “Are you a match for Daemon Targaryen already, Your Grace?” he teased.

He glanced over his shoulder in time to see the boy splutter, his cheeks reddening bashfully. “Well…well no, not Daemon – he’s kind of unbeatable,” and for once Jacaerys sounded his age.

Cregan counted that as a small victory.

“I meant Luke,” Jacaerys said, trotting to Cregan’s side as they moved out of the yard and into the castle proper. “Daemon pits us against each other given we’re close in age, but my brother…”

Cregan stopped to accept a goblet from the waiting servant. Jacaerys took one as well, gulping the fresh water down greedily. His eyes remained troubled, clouded by deep thoughts.

“Your brother?” Cregan prompted, intrigued despite himself. He knew little of the queen’s second son, only rumours and the tale of him half-blinding his uncle having reached his ears in the past.

Jacaerys’ face flickered from frustrated to fond to exasperated in an instant and Cregan thought, somewhat wistfully, so that’s what being an older brother is like.

“Luke has no taste for fighting,” Jacaerys admitted quietly, gaze fixed on his cup. “He hates holding a sword, would fake sickness to get out of training if Daemon would allow it. What happened with Aemond,” the boy’s lips pressed together in annoyance, “it shattered his confidence. He used to be so eager to train, even if it were just drills against a straw target. But now he can barely look at a blade without paling and I…”

He sighed, a glimmer of guilt in his eyes. “I’ve not been as understanding as I should be,” Jacaerys admitted. “But I just want him to be str – tougher.” Cregan didn’t blink at the slip and some hidden tension that younger had been carrying since he arrived eased as he continued, “We’re going to war, and I need to know he can protect himself.”

Cregan hummed, finishing off the last of his drink and handing the goblet back to the girl with a nod of gratitude. She collected Jacaerys’ as well and curtsied before walking back down the hallway.

“I admit that it’s hard to imagine him needing a sword when he’s got a dragon protecting him,” he replied lightly, thinking back to the beautiful beast the boy beside him had arrived on. Targaryens, Velaryons, the lot of them were all mad to bond with such creatures, but no one could deny they were the ultimate power in the realm.

[volivolition]

DAY 4: DRAMA - Put on your prettiest face for the masses!

gonna start adding silly captions actually. [POINTS ACCUSINGLY] MELTY FUCK (AFFECTIONATE)!!

[triglycercule]

horror is so BLESSED he's the only one out of the murder time trio that has actual good people trying to influence his story 💔💔 dust and killer were both driven to INSANITY because of the choices of their respective humans but horror??? every time without FAIL the polls for horrortale's plotline have always ended in a good place for aliza (either by bettering her relationships/reputation or for her to just. not DIE)

horrortale's potential alternate timelines my beLOVEd🙏🙏 they're SO lucky that we're being kind and benevolent hehe (≧ω≦) now where are the aus based off the possible different outcomes that could've happened in horrortale HUH???? (like how aliza couldve killed toriel or chosen horror's puzzle or gone with undyne to the core........)

[saph-yells-into-the-void]

god let me find the time to finish that kaisagi fic i started a few days ago because i think about it CONSTANTLY

[truethes]

last picture i promise 🥹 but seeing all the characters here has got me tearing up. thank you ser.vamp for everything 💖

[dazais-guardian-angel]

I hate to nitpick the Atsushi hallucinating scene in the new episode cause it was SO well done otherwise, but I'm still really sad that they cut out Francis being there. Like... it's not entirely necessary, I guess, but it just adds so much to his character and to the scene itself?

The Francis in Atsushi's mind is this looming, intimidating presence, because Atsushi did of course fight against him, he was his enemy at one point, but I think it undeniably says a lot that he's even included here at all.

I'm pretty sure I saw this discussed back when this chapter first came out, but while everything Atsushi's hallucinations say to him are framed as negative, putting him down, they can also be read as letting him know that the burden of responsibility for making such a huge decision isn't on him (hence why he decides to let Fukuzawa decide instead, because he can't make THE choice, but he can still choose to act to let someone else decide, and not simply do nothing), and Francis is no exception in this regard. Since he's naturally haughty and arrogant in his personality, this fake version of him doesn't at all feel out of character, coldly saying that "nobody expects anything of you", but again, I think this line especially can also be read as "you are not expected to do anything". In that way, it feels more reassuring, and maybe even dare I say kind -- the fact that Atsushi even considers him important enough of a figure in his life to think of what he would say to him in this moment means that he counts Francis among his allies now. Yes, they didn't get along at first when Francis lied and told him that he only wanted to revive Margaret just so she could kill Hawthorne (because god forbid he actually admit out loud that he cares about people, smh), and obviously because of the whole almost burning Yokohama down and trying to kill him and Akutagawa thing lol, but I'm pretty sure Atsushi changed his mind about him after he saw the state Margaret was in, and recognized how much Francis cares about her and wanted her to be alright. He probably still remembers him talking about his desire to bring back his daughter and save her and his wife, too. The guy still probably isn't someone Atsushi would want to hang out with and be buddy-buddy with during his free time lmao, but the airheaded vain old sport still has a good heart, deep down, and I think Atsushi has seen this by now, because he's a kind person, and so I think it speaks volumes that he unconsciously looks to him for advice here. Francis is just a really good and underrated character, and this is such a small but meaningful moment that shows his development so well, the only moment with him we've gotten or any of the Guild really in such a long time, so it makes me sad to see this cut 💔

I also just feel like not including him kind of weakens the impact of Akutagawa's appearance here?? Like, there's a progression of the order of people Atsushi hears/sees in this scenes: first, people from the ADA sans Dazai, who are all portrayed as on the same level, because he cares about them all equally, aside from I guess Kyouka (again, sans Dazai, the most important person to him). Then, there is Francis, and not to say that Francis is more important to Atsushi than the ADA, obviously not, but he's one of the last to appear because he used to be his enemy, and so he commands much more of a presence, has more of an impact -- but at the same time, like I said, it's complicated: he's not really his enemy anymore, but something between a rival and a friend, and so for that reason his words carry more weight. He is someone Atsushi, logically, shouldn't trust, after what he did to him in the past, and yet he does, because things have changed since the Guild arc, and he knows he can count on him to be there for him and the ADA now.

And then, after him, there is Akutagawa. Who is basically exactly the same as everything I just described for Francis, but times one hundred. Of course Akutagawa would be last. Of course, if there's someone Atsushi would simultaneously and paradoxically be both intimidated by and yet comforted to hear their advice because of their tumultuous history together, far more than Francis, it would be Akutagawa. The progression of ADA members > Francis > Akutagawa in that order gives Akutagawa's appearance much more weight imo than just going straight to him from the ADA members, especially with the specific framing of him standing in line behind Francis to judge/advise Atsushi.... it's just much more powerful, and I wish they'd kept it like this, for both Francis and Aku's characters.

[rainingincale]

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[volfoss]

only 9 chapters left until im caught up to where i need to be (on friday. ive been reading a lot. or listening a lot i suppose im rly hooked to the audiobook). the odds that i could finish the entire first book before friday are good :)

[loregoddess]

damn I knew the Nibelheim section was gonna be kinda sad, but did the devs really, really have to go and make it sadder?

[laugtherhyena]

Csm thoughts,,

[satorisoup]

UWAHHH good morning friends & happy sunday !! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ i hope today brings each of you wonderful adventures and happiness !! m’ sending smoochies to all of you, MWUUUAH !! <3 🍓

[apricusapollo]

hi there i am well aware this is incredibly random and like youre not a fic finder or anything but you seem super nice and i burned through your recent fic (amazing 10/10 btw) and you seem super into thiam so:

i have been going batshit crazy trying to find this thiam fic in my bookmarks but do you know any thiam fic where theo locks himself in the mccall bathroom to claw out the bullets from his body and bleeds out an entire pool in there and the pack barges in with derek (?) holding a feral liam back while ms mccall enters the room and theo makes argent aim a gun to him so when theos in pain from trying to heal himself he wont lose control and hurt her and then he cleans the bathroom blood pool himself which stiles called him crazy for and then he couldnt fall asleep in the house so he shifts and hides under a car and liam goes ceazy trying to reach him while the rest tells him to back off and the next morning when theo wakes up liams there by the truck on a picnic blanket with some coffee and clothes and races theo inside with blackmail or smtg like im going crazy all this ridiculous detail yet i still cant find it 😭😭😭

i am truly sorry ignore this if you find this annoying but thank you ia if you do know the fic and share it 😭🫶🫶

ANONNN ISTFG I'M LITERALLY READING THIS RIGHT FUCKING NOWW LIKE I FR HAVE THE TAB OPEN AND I'M ON CHAPTER 3 LMFAOOO

ANYWAYS!!! here's the fic

it's so so fucking good I cannot even stress this enough???? I adore the way theo's written and the dynamics??? THEO & ALEC FRIENDSHIP???? THE PLOT???? absolutely DELICIOUS

(ALSOOO I'm glad you liked my fic heheh <3<3)

[volivolition]

what's the theme you're fucking going for here voliiii!!! what are you fucking getting at!!! what are you trying to say, what's the point??

[its-me-hyunjin]

NO ONE TALK TO ME, CHAPTER 15 OF SLWY IS FINALLY HERE

star lost with you | hyunjin au | part 15

pairing: idol! hyunjin x artist! reader

synopsis: working in a quaint little art store, you’ve had the honor of meeting all kinds of people, but you’ve never met somebody like him.

there were many reasons hyunjin returned to his hometown; a getaway from the ephemeral and fast-paced life of the city, so he could fall in love with life again. he thought he was prepared for everything, to study art in the way that he’s always wanted to, but what he didn’t anticipate was meeting you. hwang hyunjin realises that sometimes, the best things in life happen unplanned.

genre:friends to lovers, so much angst, smut, fluff, set in the idolverse, mutual pining, unrequited love, forbidden romance, slowburn (!!!) soulmate au (kind of), star-crossed lovers

warnings:cursing, mature content, fancy drinking, mutual pining, sexual tension, so much angst, kissing, making out, dirty talk, fingering, grinding, dry humping, dom!hyunjin, jealousy, more angst

word count:35K (ik the wc makes it feel v long but it’s really not that much haha)

a/n: im so excited to be coming back with this huge of a chapter for you guys. so much goes down and im insanely excited to share this next phase of my story with you. its v long so pls get comfortable with a blanket and snacks. I would recommend rereading the last chapter, if you can! thank you for still being here.

i recommend that you can listen to my star lost playlist here!

important: all works are fiction, and do not in any way represent the real personalities or real people, they exist only as faceclaims, and are fictional characters.

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He had fucked up. Even in the dimly lit drive-in theatre, the guilt on his face was evident. Hyunjin had never looked this devastated.

“I need to talk to you” 

That’s what he had said. The gnawing feeling in your gut got worse. Those words together, in that order, was never a good sign. You knew as much, and you knew whatever he had to tell you was going to be something bad.

“Why did you leave in the middle of the film?” You asked, gaze darting between him and your friends.

Yuqi was staring wide-eyed, watching this unfold, soda cup clutched in her hands, and Felix…he looked beyond irritated.

The movie could still be heard all the way over here. You weren’t too far from the projection screen, and the speakers were right next to you. It was a horrible place to be having this conversation, but you couldn’t wait. 

What was he holding back?

You’d always felt the safest around Hyunjin, but every breath between you right now was uncertain. He was fidgeting, sliding the silver ring off and on his finger.

“I was on my way back to you when—” Hyunjin paused, and the veins in his neck were prominent as he strained to be heard over the movie, “—when Felix found me. He wanted to talk”

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[hershelchocolate]

So many fic ideas I want to write,,,,,,,but no alas I must resist,,,,,,I gotta get SOMETHING going for my graphic novel so I can actually start drawing the thing before I write anything else 😔

BUT ALSO WHAT IF I WANT TO WRITE ABOUT THE SILLIES

[truethes]

i think one of the nicest, non serious headcanons that i had and the series brought to life is the realisation: ku.ro is a good cook. implied in subtext throughout the series through both his original scenes ( a man who has been missing for at least 100 years can now somehow make instant microwaveable ramen? he must have some knowledge with a kitchen ) and london arc ( yout.arou ... enough said ). simply relying on himself both as an orphan to when he departed to kill the count: it was something he had to learn from survival, but ... was also something he found himself enjoyment in doing. a hobby he sincerely liked even if he wasn't quite ready to admit that.

what the latest cd has opened up is the idea that ku.ro has an enjoyment in baking, too. learning the infamous alic.ein brownie recipe and pancakes even approved of by lich.t . it's commented by lawle.ss that it genuinely seems to make him happy to do, which is a big improvement on who he was. combining that with his comments in the earlier chapter really leads me to believe ku.ro finds himself most happiest in the domestic life. a parallel between him and mahi.ru, in the sense. whereas mah.iru wants a big table, ku.ro wants it full of love. where mah.iru wants a house clean and proper, ku.ro doesnt mind the dirt if only for it to show that it's lived in.

even if it was a joke, i wouldn't be surprised if he ever considered opening a cafe of his own. it would be even less of a surprise if he only hired those he knew (coughlawle.sscough).

tldr; they confirmed a year after the end of sv ku.ro re-embrassed his househusband era and good for him for finding enjoyment in it.