#hoping it's at least understandable ahaha

[docholligay]

@thoughtfulfuri sorry this took me so long! A revised list of books you should look into reading this year. I could have added more ahaha, but this will keep you plenty busy.

Deeply informed by your list and the brief of:  “Books that have deeply influenced the thrust of the genre and media broadly” 

I also went for breadth over depth--you had some authors with a TON of books on your list, and if you’re looking for understanding of media influence I’m not sure that’s the best use of your time. THis isn’t a perfect list but I think it’ll provide a better net than your original. I do not know what you have an haven’t read. Spots where I think you might have read my recommendation I supplied a second. An incomplete list, because no list is ever complete, and always has huge gaps in judgment. WE can always make a new list next year! 

Agatha Christie -- And Then There Were None This was already on your list and it’s perfect. I prefer Murder On the Orient Express, but in fairness, those are the only two Christie novels I’ve ever read. And I’d keep it to one from each author. 

The Art of War — Sun Tzu  From your list, I have no issue with it

Kurt Vonnegut -- Slaughterhouse Five  This is his best and most enduring work. IF you’re looking for incredible influence, this is the one. 

Octavia Butler -- Kindred  I winnowed down your multiple Butler works to this big hitter. 

Isaac Asimov -- I, Robot From your list, make total sense

Daphne DuMaurier -- Rebecca You had My Cousin Rachel, which is great fun, but Rebecca is THE DuMaurier book. 

Leo Tolstoy -- War and Peace I replaced Crime and Pnishment with this not because I don’t like Crime and Punishment, but because if you’re going to commit to a russian novel, you may as well make it the most influential one ever written. This is routinely hailed as the best fucking novel ever written. It is in fact great. I will reread it with you this year! 

Frank Herbert -- Dune. This is from your original list and it’s fine I guess. I think reading Dune is a waste of time unless you’re super into sci-fi, but I won’t fight it. 

JRR Tolkien-- The Fellowship of the Ring From your original list and yeah absolutely. Cannot hope to ujnderstand fantasy as a genre without reading this. If you like it I recommend the whole series, but Tolkien can be hard for people. 

Harper Lee -- To Kill A Mockingbird From your list. Yes, this is an incredibly important American piece. 

Jane Austen -- Pride and Predjudice. There is no more influential Austen novel. You gotta. If you’ve read P&P read Sense and Sensibility, which has the added benefit of being at least four times better (according to people named Doc, who are me, who do not like P&P) 

Ray Bradbury -- Fahrenheit 451. I actually prefer Something Wicked from your list, but F451 is much more influential. If you’ve read Farenheit, read 1984 by George Orwell. IF you’ve read that, read Brave New World by Huxley. If you’re read that, scrap totally, your list is very sci-fi weighted anyhow. 

Oscar Wilde -- The Picture of Dorian Gray. Replaced A Woman of No Importance, which most people haven’t even heard of, with Picture, a deeply and widely referenced novel. If you’ve read picture, read “The Importance of Being Earnest” or better, watch a proshot of a play. 

Gregory McGuire--- Wicked. I dunno that I think this deserves a spot on your list, but I get that everyone’s talking about it right now. And I like the book! But it’s just not very genre influential, it’s more deeply influenced BY the genre. I left it, because I get wanting to engage with everyone talking about it, but those are my reservations.

WE ARE OFF YOUR LIST TOTALLY NOW. So I took a bunch of repeats off your list. I admire wanting to track influential books, and broaden your understanding of media generally, but I think you were sorta getting into the weeds. So I added a few others that have huge media impact. 

Charles Dickens -- David Copperfield    Boy did this suck for me to try and pick. I fucking love Charles Dickens. He was a dick in a lot of ways, revolutionary in others, and the man could write his ass off. He knew how to write a serial style that also keeps track of itself, and there is stuff that blows my mind as a modern reader even now. (If I hadn’t unintentionally made last years book clubs essentially Brit Lit 2: Brit harder i would be doing a Dickens novel for book club. I do have an idea of theming this year as “The American Answer” so like, we did Brideshead last year and the, well, an, American answer to that book is the Secret History. Here On Earth for Wuthering Heights. I don’t know. Actually, there’s an AMerican restyling of David Copperfield in my to-reads for this year) BUT ANYWAY, I ended up picking David Copperfield. It was Dickens’ own favorite, it’s one of his only first person novels, and it is the clearest example of Dickens’ tendency to impress himself upon a character. It has its flaws, of course, but I think centering yourself on David, a nostalgic, emotional writer trying to make his way in the world up from poverty, gives you a great understanding of both Dickens’ incredible influence and his own understanding of HIMSELF. Wow that was a lot of words. I have feelings about Charles Dickens. Sorry. 

Toni Morrison -- Beloved I didn’t like this book, when I read it. But it is good, it won the fucking Pulitzer Prize. I think Song of Solomon is better for me though. Anyway, you have to read Toni Morrison. The way she weaves in the Black American experience with undertones of magical realism impacts the way stories of what I’m going to call “difficult narratives” are allowed to be told today, influencing even people outside of the Black community. 

Salman Rushdie -- The Satanic Verses A masterwork of parallel storytelling, people keep trying to kill Rushdie over this book, a fantastic story about the immigrant experience in Great Britian. 

And some genre stuff for flavor: 

Spy Novels:

Ian Fleming -- Casino Royale  You know who james fucking Bond is. He was a book character first! 

John LeCarre -- The Spy who Came in From the Cold Okay, I am gonna level with you that this and fleming are two opposite poles, but I think they are two opposite poles that give you a really good look at what the spy novel can be and has been. I really enjoy John LeCarre despite not being huge into the genre

Horror: 

Shirley Jackson -- The Haunting of Hill House  This is the novel that launched Stephen King of all people, among others. Jackson is a fucking genius. 

Stephen King -- The Shining Horror is hard, because I read and love a lot of it. But The Shining had a huge influence on both horror and the American consciousness broadly. 

Fantasy:

TH White-- The Once and Future King. Were you at the book club for this? I cannot fucking remember to save my own life. Anyway, if you weren’t, this and LoTR changed fantasy forever. Same time period, even. How we understand fantwasy broadly today comes out of how Tolkien and White were thinking of it. If you read this, read The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe by CS Lewis. 

Grr Martin-- A Game of Thrones Oh, I’m gonna get letters. But genuinely this book changed the game in fantasy, and had a huge cultural impact on America and many other Western countries.

[airaly]

It was about time that i made a Star Wars oc dfghgfdsd and of course she had to be a togruta

Arah is my very first sw oc, i’m so excited about her and about this in general🥺

[moonswolfie]

When YOU kabedon THEM

let's turn the tables a bit why don't we 😈😈 i was in the mood to write something a little more silly hehe

characters featured: Bokuto, Kenma, Ushijima, Tsukishima

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Bokuto Koutaro

He freezes over in shock, literally loses all bodily functions for a second

He looks as if he just got the worst jumpscare of his LIFE

...and then proceeds to go completely red and starts smiling like an idiot

A very lovesick idiot❤

"Hey, aren't I supposed to be the one doing this...?" He sounds oddly quiet

Possibly because his stomach is imploding from butterflies

"Hmm?" You tease him by sliding a finger across his lips, smiling up at him and he makes a weird strangled noise

You don't get it babe, you're murdering him rn

(He totally won't miss all his spikes at practice today because he won't be able to stop thinking about this)

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Kozume Kenma

"Ummm..." he is completely lost on what to say or do right now

The thing he probably expected the least to happen today is being pushed against the wall by you

His PSP almost slips out of his hands but he quickly grips it to prevent that disaster from occuring

He doesn't even realise how red he is right now or the weird face he's making

"Ahaha, sorry. You just looked so cute, is all." You smiled, pulling on his cheek

And he is still too shocked to even react or slap your hand away for doing that

Being pushed against a wall in dating games always felt so cliché but...

He has a feeling the loud beating of his heart won't subside anytime soon...

Hopefully no one notices...😏😏

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Ushijima Wakatoshi

He is very confused. Why are you pushing him against the wall?

"Are you angry?" He asks, making you... sigh?

"What did I expect... of course you don't get it..." his eyebrows furrowed. What is he missing?

"I want to understand. I want to be a good boyfriend." The serious tone he said that in made you snort slightly

After you explain to him that people usually find being pushed against the wall by their significant other hot...

He simply asks "Do you want me to do that to you?"

(Ignoring the heat that rushed to your face at that thought..)

Do not be fooled by his seeming lack of reaction, he felt a strange feeling in his chest when trapped in between your arms🤭

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Tsukishima Kei

"What are you doing?" He hisses behind clenched teeth, eyebrows furrowing

You simply smile, leaning close to his neck, but not kissing it 😈

"S-Stop that..." he feels embarrased at how he's losing his composure because of this

He even stuttered just now... God he hopes he isn't completely red right now (he is)

You let him go, casually walking away while he just kinda... stands there in shock

He will so get you back for this, you cannot get away with flustering him and just walking away like that

[conditioned-to-be-a-friend]

these quotes sounded like jokes to me when watching the show idk if theyre actually canon or not bc idk if they actually fit with theyre dynamic. its a little weird to me that wiley keeps making these jokes though it looks like it makes the others uncomfortable and acera definitely doesnt like it. idk it just seems a little off to me

"I'm going to mount Acera"

"No, I want to ride Acera"

"I'm rawdogging riding Acera"

"I'm doing it without any protection, I'm going to ride Acera without any protection"

[cosmowgyral]

Falling into Sin with the Black Tiger ~ Gilbert's 4th Birthday

▪︎ Chapter 1

This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!

CW- smut, mentions of blood

As the end of the year approached, a significant day was about to arrive.

Gilbert: What do I want to do?

Emma: That’s right. Can you please tell me anything?

I was sitting on my knees on the bed, wiping Gilbert’s hair with linen after his bath.

I wanted to give the impression that I was only casually probing….at least that’s what I thought.

Gilbert: Hehe, you’re a man of your word, that’s impressive, isn’t it?

Gilbert: You’re celebrating me again this year.

(I was found out in an instant.)

Emma: I promised you last year.

----*flashback*----

Emma: I’ll definitely celebrate with you again next year.

Gilbert: Hehe, I get it. As long as you’re you, I’ll celebrate.

----*flashback ends*----

Emma: I think it’s going to be an annual event from now on.

Gilbert: Ahaha, I never thought you would say something like that after I came home covered in blood.

(….I guess it wasn’t just my imagination after all.)

A little while ago, when Gilbert returned, he smelled of blood and gunpowder.

There were no visible bloodstains because his clothes were all black, but that couldn’t fool my nose, which has become capable of detecting such ominous scents.

(Gilbert always warns me.)

(So I don’t commit a sin unconsciously.)

Emma: …I always think about it.

Emma: Every time you come home covered in blood, I feel glad that you are safe.

Emma: ….I think about that before I even start thinking about whose blood you shed.

(Controlling evil with evil. I understand that this is Prince Gilbert’s way….)

(And yet, I pray every single day for his safety.)

Gilbert: Hehe, sorry. I was being mean again. I was just happy to be celebrated by you.

Gilbert, who had been facing forward, turned around and kissed me lightly on my cheeks.

Gilbert: I won’t say it again.

Gilbert: But I think asking me about what I want to do is stupid.

Gilbert: I love you a lot, so just being able to be with you like this fulfills most of my wishes.

Emma: Please be more greedy and villainous.

Gilbert: Am I not greedy enough?

Emma: It’s not enough at all. I want you to wish for something that’s different than usual since it’s a special day.

Gilbert: ..mmmm…

Gilbert: ….I feel like I’m facing the biggest challenge of my life.

(Is it that much!?)

Gilbert, while groaning as if in deep thought, wraps his hand around my head and gently pulls me closer.

He playfully pecks my lips several times, and before I knew it, I was pushed down onto the bed.

(…..Huh?)

Gilbert: What’s wrong?

Even though his words sound thoughtful, Gilbert pulls down my negligee and kisses my exposed skin, and I don’t get an answer to my question.

Emma: A..are you really thinking about it?

Gilbert: I am thinking about it. I am thinking about it harder than ever.

Gilbert: Are you questioning my sincerity, little rabbit? That’s cruel.

Gilbert smiles as he gently bites my collarbone. My breasts are played with by the tip of his tongue, and my hot and sweet breaths, melt away.

Gilbert: What do I really want?

(Maybe Gilbert isn’t used to these kind of things.)

When I touch his slightly damp hair, he snuggles up to me, like he wants to be petted.

I get carried away and ruffle his hair, and then our lips meet again.

(…Let’s wait patiently.)

(There’s still a lot of things to do for the day.)

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ㅤ𔘓 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

In Obsidian, which is known as the land of minerals, gems can be found all over the city.

There seems to be a particularly strong sales campaign going on before Christmas, with special stalls lined up before the stores.

In Rhodolite, gemstones are something that only the aristocratic people have access to. But here, they are familiar to all the people, regardless of their social status.

(This is troublesome….)

(I wanted to give Gilbert some stones, but with this many varieties it is difficult.)

To Gilbert, who is a member of the royal family, jewels are not valuable at all.

However, he had told me about it some time back, on my birthday.

In Obsidian, it is customary to gift jewels on special occasions. The more loved you are, the more jewels you’ll have around you in your final moments.

(I’m the only one who can gift a jewel to Gilbert.)

(I’ve decided that I will definitely give this to him, regardless of his wishes.)

(…..I did decide that but…..)

Sapphires, topaz, diamonds, rubies, emeralds….

Even when I look at these beautiful gemstones, I can’t find anything I associate with Gilbert.

(Rather than worrying about it alone, I should ask an expert. Maybe they can give me some advice.)

Emma: Excuse me. I’m looking for a birthday gift and I want to know what’s popular right now.

Jeweller: Oh, in that case----

Jeweller: ….ngh…

(……)

(….I’ve gotten used to this reaction.)

The pale eyes of the jeweller stare deep into mine.

He might be sensing an unusual murderous intent.

Emma: …..I’m sorry. I’ll think about it myself.

I quickly left the store and went down an unseen ally.

Emma: Gil, are you there?

Gilbert: Ahaha, I was found right away.

[Masterlist] [Chapter 2]

[forest-hashira]

Butterflies

i have no chill so yes i'm back with a new fic a week after the last one. idk how or why i'm like this so don't ask. this is my second entry for @threadbaresweater's "summertime (and the livin' is easy)" collab event! my chosen prompt for this one was geto + botanical gardens. this got away from me literally in the first sentence AHAHA.

read on ao3 | wc: ~1.8k | cw: gender neutral reader, first date, minor miscommunication, both suguru and reader are bashful as hell and have been crushing for a while, several types of bugs are mentioned towards the end, but i think that's everything!

When Suguru had invited you to visit the local botanical gardens with him, you’d accepted without much thought, assuming that all your other friends would be there, too. You’d all spent nearly every waking moment together since the weather had gotten warm enough and the days had gotten long enough to spend more time outside, so it seemed like a foregone conclusion that this was going to be another one of those days.

You were quite mistaken.

Suguru was standing alone outside the front gates waiting for you, and while he was usually the first person to arrive whenever you all got together, Shoko, Utahime, or Kento usually weren’t far behind and consistently arrived before you did, so you were a bit surprised.

“Is everyone else on their way?” you asked as you approached, one hand above your brows to block the sun from your eyes as you looked up at him; you’d forgotten your sunglasses, again, something Satoru teased you about constantly. Even with the small amount of shade your hand afforded you, you squinted a bit up at your friend. His hair was pulled fully up into a bun, a hairstyle he didn’t wear as frequently as he did when you were all in high school, but with a heatwave rolling through the area, you weren’t exactly surprised he wanted all that hair off his skin.

After a moment you realized the sun was creating a sort of halo around him. Like an angel, you thought to yourself. He’s certainly pretty enough to be one. The thought caught you off guard, and you hoped it wasn’t obvious that you’d grown flustered by your own thoughts; you didn’t need him finding out about the crush you’d been harboring on him since you were teenagers, especially when no one else was there to save you from yourself.

His brows pinched in confusion, and he cocked his head ever so slightly to the right. “What do you mean?” he asked. 

“Satoru and Shoko and everyone,” you said, now feeling a bit confused yourself. “Are they just running late? Usually at least Kento is waiting with you by the time I show up.”

A look of understanding crossed his face then, and his face visibly reddened. “Ah,” he sighed, looking away from you and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s uh. It’s just us, actually. Sorry, I thought you knew that when you accepted the invitation.” 

“...Oh,” you uttered intelligently, feeling your own face beginning to heat as well, and not just from the sun beating down on you. It never occurred to you that Suguru would want to spend any alone time with you, away from the group; not that you didn’t get along without everyone else – you definitely did, you were just usually around the rest of your friend group – but the occasion for one on one time hadn’t arisen since you’d been partnered for assignments in school.

“We don’t have to go in,” Suguru offered gently, meeting your gaze again. “We can pretend this never happened. Or we can see if anyone else wants to join, I know Satoru’s not doing anything today.” When all you did was blink dumbly up at him, he looked away again, staring down at his feet. “I’m really sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

That brought you back to yourself, and you shook your head vehemently. “No!” you burst out, then cringed at your own raised volume and squeaky voice. “I-I mean, no, you didn’t make me uncomfortable. We can still go in. I looked this place up when you invited me, and I really want to see their pollinator sanctuary.”

Suguru’s shoulders dropped in relief at your words, and his small smile returned almost instantly. “I’d like that.”

As he turned and headed towards the gates, you followed barely a half step behind. You started to pull out your wallet as you drew closer to the ticket booth, but Suguru stopped you.

“Don’t worry about it,” he told you. “I bought our tickets already.”

His words had your face burning yet again, and you looked away sheepishly. “Thanks.” You followed him up to the gates, pausing long enough for the gate attendant to scan the tickets Suguru had bought – he’d printed them out, so the employee didn’t have to try and scan his phone screen, which struck as so distinctly Suguru that it made your heart flutter, though you’d never admit that to another human being.

Tickets now scanned, the pair of you were free to explore the grounds at your own pace. Ever the planner, your friend led you over to the large standing map. “Do you want to start with the pollinators?” he asked. “Or would you rather save that for the grand finale?”

Taking a few moments to consider, you looked over the map; the grounds were bigger than you thought, and you knew with the sun beating down on you, it wouldn’t be long before you were tired of the heat and ready to go somewhere with cold drinks and air conditioning. “Let’s do that first,” you said after a bit. “I don’t wanna run the risk of missing them because they’re hiding from the heat.”

Suguru nodded easily in agreement with your words. “I think that sounds like a good idea,” he confirmed. When he reached up and started tracing a path on the map from the “YOU ARE HERE” sticker to the pollinator sanctuary, you couldn’t help but watch, his hand making the sections of the map look smaller than they actually were. 

“It looks like we need to go this way,” he said quietly, and though you couldn’t quite tell if he was speaking to you or just thinking aloud, his words were enough to bring you back to yourself. “The pollinators are near the back, but this section with the trees should be pretty shaded for the walk back. What do you think?”

He turned to face you then, head tilted ever so slightly as he waited to hear your answer, oblivious to the way you’d been ogling his hand. You blinked dumbly for a moment, processing his words as you did your best not to make a fool of yourself.

“That sounds good, yeah,” you agreed sheepishly. “This way, right?”

When he nodded, you turned and made your way down the path, Suguru at your side. He was right, the path he’d chosen was pretty well shaded from the sun, offering you a bit of relief as you walked. The pace you maintained was steady; you weren’t rushing by any means, but you were eager to see the pollinator sanctuary, so you were walking a little faster than you normally might have.

Birds chirped overhead, singing to each other as they hopped from branch to branch, and the sound made you smile; summer wasn’t necessarily your favorite of the seasons, but right now the pros were definitely outweighing the cons.

“Thank you,” the raven haired man said after a few minutes of comfortable silence, and you looked up at him in slight confusion.

“For what?”

“For agreeing to come here with me,” he said simply. Then, looking a little bashful again, he added, “And for not freaking out on me when I told you it was just us after you got here.”

“Oh,” you said quietly. “I was happy to accept your invitation. And I’d never freak out on you for something like that, y’know. You’re easy to be around, and if nobody else is here it means I actually get to appreciate your presence.”

“You make a good point. Satoru does tend to demand to be the center of attention when we’re all together, doesn’t he?” A soft smile painted his lips as he spoke, and his words made you giggle a bit.

“Yeah,” you agreed. “He does.” 

Conversation was easy after that, talking about everything and nothing all at the same time, but it felt so good to talk with him; to spend time with him without anyone else around, something you rarely got to do, and never felt like you could suggest yourself until now. Now, though, you were sure you’d be spending a lot more one on one time with your companion.

“Oh, what was it that Satoru was trying to explain the other day? He kept comparing it to digi…mon…” you trailed off mid sentence as you stepped out from under the trees, completely forgetting what you’d been saying as you saw the pollinator sanctuary unfolding before you. Your steps slowed, and you looked around with wide eyes, taking in the sight of all the insects flitting between the brightly colored flowers: the honey bees climbing out of blooms covered in pollen; hummingbird moths hovering as they sipped before zipping to the next flower; bumblebees droning through the air; butterflies flitting from plant to plant.

Suguru slowed to keep pace beside you, and unbeknownst to you, he was looking at you far more intently than anything else in the garden. He paused for a moment, letting you walk a bit ahead of him as he admired you. As he watched, a few butterflies flew closer, dancing around your head as they came to investigate the scent of your shampoo. You stilled, though your eyes were wide as you tried to watch what was happening above you. One by one, about half a dozen butterflies landed in your hair, almost forming a crown around your head, making you look like some sort of nature spirit.

“You’re beautiful,” Suguru blurted out, and the sudden compliment startled you a bit. You turned back to face him quickly enough that all the butterflies went fluttering off again, now that they knew you were not, in fact, a flower.

“Huh?”

“You’re beautiful,” he repeated, though a bit more bashfully this time. “I’ve always thought that, y’know? I just didn’t want to make things weird between us by telling you that.” He closed the distance between you as he spoke, and he offered you a sheepish little smile. “I hope it’s okay that I’m telling you now, though.”

“Yeah,” you murmured back, smiling just as bashfully in return. “That’s more than okay. You’re beautiful, too, actually. I’ve always thought that.”

A small laugh bubbled out of Suguru at your words, and his expression grew impossibly more fond. “I’m glad we’re on the same page about that, then,” he mused. He was quiet for a moment then, his dark eyes contemplative, before he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek.

The touch surprised you, but it wasn’t unwelcome. You felt your face burn a bit more as he pulled away, but your smile only brightened as you looked up at him.

He smiled back just as brightly, and as he spoke again, he took your hand and laced your fingers together gently. “Do you want to keep going?” “Yes, I’d like that very much.”

taglist: @mitsuristoleme @kentohours @peachdues @ghost-1-y @witchbybirth

@marinnnnnnnnn @dr-runs-with-scissors @enchantedforest-network

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[sulumuns-dootah]

Hello again! I hope you are well! If you don’t mind I would like to request some headcanons please! Could I get the Gehenna and Avisos demons with an MC who laughs at the dumbest shit? (Basically they’re that one bitch who will laugh at a video of a bowl falling down the stairs— definitely not based on me at all) If Gehenna and Avisos are too much just Gehenna is fine. Thank you so much! ❤️

WHB demons s/ an MC who laughs at the dumbest stuff

⟡ Masterlist ⟡ 

A/N: Hi! Hope you're doing well too ^^ Also I literally do the same thing so this was really fun to write :D

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Satan

Depending on his moood he'll either laugh with you or kick you

You will most likely have to explain what exactly is funny about the thing you're laughing at

But still, if he doesn't get it, he'll laugh anyway

Sitri

Poor confused baby

Doesn't get it, but for him it's better to have you laugh than have you cry

Sitri's the type to just smile politely and and wait for you to stop so you two can get back to what you were doing before that

Amy

"Huh? Okay..?"

Amy's the type to get angry that he doesn't get it

And once you explain why it's funny, he'll just hate it cuz it's so dumb

Still, there could be worse things you could be laughing at like Sitri's jokes

Leraye

"Oh? Ahaha...!"

Leraye does this too

He'll probably be the one pointing the funny thing to you

A real mutually beneficial relationship

Paimon

Another confused baby

But, instead of a polite smile like Sitri, Paimon grins

If it's something happening irl, they'll record/take pictue of it so other demons online can have a good laugh too

Belial

Loves the sound of your voice

Also, Jiyu's gonna laugh too and it's a compeltely different laugh from Belial

Belial will even bring up the thing you laughed at when he wants to hear your laugh again

Astaroth

"I'm afraid you'll have to provide me with an explanation, Y/N."

Won't get it even if you spend too long to explain it

But at least now he knows what type of humor you like

Too bad since he doesn't get it, there's no way for him to use it to his advantage

Zagan

Just as always, his expression is hard to read

But there is an underlying smirk

Zagan is kinda hard to come up with something for him

I geniunely don't think he'd even acknowledge the situation

Beelzebub

If you thought you're easy to make laugh, I present you the king of Abyssos

This man chuckles to himself for no reason

So if you actually have a reason to laugh, he's laughing along with you

Bael

Another demon, who doesn't really get it

But hey, at least you're a nice ray of sunshine to breakup all that paperwork

You light up the room, y'know?

Stolas

Just like Amy will get angry he doesn't get it

Might even escalate to threatening you with his gun

Protip: "You're too young to understand" is the worst thing to say in this situation and will definitelly result in death

Naberius

Yeah, Nabe is another one who just politely smiles

His type of humor are elaborate anecdotes from books

To be fair, Naberius doesn't really even get memes so good luck joking with him in general

Amon

He's most likely asleep, but if you wake him up with your laugh, he'll laugh along too

This simple humor is right up his alley

It doesn't require much brainwork which is kinda cool too

[radioisntdead]

idea: A Vox who joined the Hotel to ~~win Alastor over and be with him romantically~~ get redeemed, and disregards Reader who is friends with Alastor because they’re a powerless sinner that’s like Charlie, only when he’s about to confess to Alastor, he finds them alone in a room lovey dovey.

of course, don’t feel pressured to do this, but i thought this was a funny ~~but sad for Vox~~ idea. Have a good day, my fellow Hazbin Hotel enjoyer!

Good evening my dear! I had so much fun with this request I do hope you enjoy!

Stupid tv

Alastor x reader, Radiosilence

Song used

Vox had been pinning over Alastor for several decades now, unrequited love that costed him their friendship, a love that was obsessive and far from understanding, a love that he thought he was owed.

And so he decided to join that pathetic little hotel that Alastor was involved in with Lucifer's little princess under the guise of wanting to 'redeem himself' but in all reality his plan was to win Alastor over, seduce him into falling head over hooves in love with him and together they'd rule the media, TV and radio? The perfect team wouldn't you agree?

Unfortunately there was one obstacle, a thorn in his side, a real annoyance.

You.

Honesty he was somewhat convinced that you and little miss delusional were related only to find out that you were just another worthless little sinner that for SOME reason kept close to Alastor, honestly it was a wonder the radio demon hadn't shoo'd you away, he chopped it up to not wanting to rock the ship with miss redemption hotel.

Am I a toy to you, my love?

Just a thing to play and

Then throw away

Vox did what he could to get into Alastor's rather tightly closed heart, but each time he was shut down.

"Alastor Ahaha, We should-" "I must decline I have prior commitments." He didn't even let him finish his sentence! Just shut him down before walking off to lace his arm through yours!

He didn't even participate in the hotels stupid activities, which he was G R E A T at by the way, he always won at the trust falls or the art therapy.

Doesn't matter what Vaggie said about it not being a competition, he was WINNING.

Vox was extremely irritated when he asked the princess on where was Alastor during on if their activities, the alcoholic cat in the hat and one eyed McGee had to participate so why wasn't he there?!

Only to hear that Alastor rarely participated in them.

He really shouldn't have been surprised about that.

I never asked for this

I always did my best

Without your love, I am a broken mess

On the other side it was the end of a heart aching, horror movie coded, extremely slow slow burn between you and Alastor.

A couple of months before Vox waltzed on in trying to win Alastor's favor, well, you took a couple shots of whiskey and chugged then down before drunkenly creating a PowerPoint presentation on how you felt about him, passing out only to be found by the radio demon himself.

It was a rather embarrassing confession but it got you and Alastor going out at least!

Alastor was never one for public displays of affection, the most you got was arms interlocked or a kiss on the hand.

And you didn't mind, It was sweeter when he would gingerly hold your hand, or place a kiss on your face, or be used as a chew toy because for some unholy reason he liked to bite.

Ooh now I'm never enough

Ooh and it's almost too much

Ooh for me to work, I need a human's touch

You'd admit you found Vox's attempts on gaining Alastor's heart hilarious! For someone who prided himself on knowing everyone's business he didn't even know that the man he was pinning over's heart already belonged to another.

You wondered how long it would take for him to realize that he had no chance, and you wondered what his reaction would be, you hoped that he wouldn't take his anger out on you, the one who held Alastor's heart in their powerless hands.

I'm just a toy to you, my love

Just a thing to play and

Then throw away

It actually took Mister 'Trust in us, Voxtech' a while to figure it out, after he was trying to find Alastor.

And it wasn't even on purpose he found out because Niffty was cleaning the halls and accidentally rammed into the door of the radio station cracking it ever so slightly.

Just enough to let the 1920's music leak out catching the attention of the TV man.

His hands darted to his bowtie, straightening it out before making sure he looked presentable.

He took a step ready to knock on the door before catching the glimpse of Alastor and you dancing rather closely together.

Honestly it would've been nothing to him, he had seen him dancing with Rosie or whatever her name was, Mitski? Mindy? Oh, Mimzy, Before.

But the way he was looking at you.

I need a human's touch, but

You don't need me

It was the way Vox had always wished Alastor would look at him.

I need a human's touch, but

I'm obsolete

How did you manage to get him to look at you like that? What did you have that he didn't?

He was an overlord, he owned the BIGGEST tech company in hell, he was on par with Alastor, and yet?

You an ordinary sinner, who didn't have much to offer, had won his heart.

This was unfair, it was unfair.

UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR

UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFA҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉

҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉ ҉U҉N҉F҉A҉I҉R҉

We were still going strong

I never did you wrong

He HAD KNOWN ALASTOR LONGER THEN YOU, HE WAS BETTER THEN YOU IN SO MANY WAYS.

Until the new me came along

Ooh it was just you and me

Cold blue screening anger ran throughout Vox, messing with the hotels electricals, lights flickered, bulbs blew out and phones glitched out.

Catching the attention of not only you and Alastor but everyone else.

"Vox! What the fuck?!" Vaggie could be heard yelling from below.

Ooh we were such a good team

Now I'm alone on the boulevard of broken screens

Vox snapped briefly out of his anger as he heard footsteps approach the door, whether it was you or Alastor he didn't stay around to find out.

With a snap of his fingers he was gone into some device and the hotels electricity was back to normal.

Just a thing to play and

Then throw away

Vox appeared in his own hotel room, the room cold and shark themed, Vark raised his head as Vox plopped himself on the bed, his flat TV head perfectly flat on the bed.

I need a human's touch, but

You don't need me

I need a human's touch, but

I'm obsolete

Vark nudged him with his paw trying to get his attention, "Not now Vark," he said muffled ever so slightly muffled as he was still screen first into the bed.

Vark just laid beside him as Vox rebooted.

I need a human's touch, but

You don't need me

It was hours before Vox had appeared again, just in time for another one of Charlie's activities, some type of stage play, you were separated from the rest, watching from the bar as you sipped whatever drink was in your hand.

Alastor was nowhere to be seen, which Vox took the opportunity to sit next you and watch the hotel residents make a fool of themselves.

You didn't take notice of Vox until he spoke up,

"You know, I really don't get it,"

You looked at him like he was stupid for a second before speaking, "The show? It's not really that complicated it's the-" "No, what? I meant you and Alastor!"

"Oh, I was wondering when you were going to figure it out," you took a sip of your drink as he stared at you, "How? Why you? Why not me? What do you have that I don't??" He asked claws digging into the bottom of his seat, piercing the leather.

"Honesty Vox?" He stared at you intently, what was it? How could he acquire it?

I need a human's touch, but

"I don't know, he just loves me for some reason, and I love him."

I'm obsolete

He just, loves you for some reason? That's all?

What kinda cheesey answer was that??

He opened his screen mouth to say something but was interrupted by clapping, the little stage show had ended.

"Bravo Angel, Husk!" Charlie said wiping a tear from her face "That was great!"

You got up from your seat to join the congratulating leaving Vox alone at the bar.

I need a human's touch

I need a human's touch

I need a human's touch

I need a human's touch

The door slammed as Vox powerwalked into the Vee's tower, "I take it your plans to win over the radio demon failed?" Velvette asked not looking up from her phone, "Shut up."

Good evenin' folks! I heard this song thanks to an OC animatic and it just IMMEDIATELY FIT THIS fic!

Also as of posting I'm about to go to a pumpkin patch, expect pictures of my pumpkin, and a pumpkin fic because PUMPKINS, also I edited near my extended family and I'm posting while right next to my mother, I would WIN at fanfiction extreme sports

I do hope you enjoyed and as always thank you for tunin' on in!

[inside-black-moon]

You know what? I "lived" in Cyberpunk2077 for many years and noticed a very curious thing related to romantic relationships in different games. Warframe held out until the very end and now walks on the edge of a knife - oh yes, many people held their breath at this moment from the trailer. But imagine what it was like for me, after Cyberpunk, which, thanks to mods, literally became a separate state of debauchery in the most daring interpretations. There were no taboos there.

At first, we used mods to fix bugs in the game, changed something for the better, improved the graphics ourselves. It was a fragile system and eventually the moment came when everything worked well. And the direction of mods went towards sexy clothes for girls and few focused on boys. Then there was a breakthrough in creating customized poses - everyone ran to make mods armed with illustrations from the Kama Sutra.

I've seen a lot. Sometimes even unpleasant. Sometimes - sexually arousing, but the basis of that content was lust.

Let's go back to Warframe. There's not much content about Warframe on "yellow YouTube" and it's literally divided into two types. The first is ass and busty female characters copulating with some body. The second... this was unexpected for me... a video from the lobby where a player looks at the asses and crotches of other players and j*rks off on camera. I probably won't be shopping at Baro's for a long time anymore ahaha... sorry, Baro!🩵

I know and I have seen content that is not advertised. But the percentage of taboo content is wildly less than in Cyberpunk.

But Warframe has something better - the emotional component. Very deep emotions. Yes, the one that makes your windpipe squeeze and feel cold and hot one after another. These are some kind of extreme emotions that are not experienced by snapping your fingers or launching another "hot video". Warframe makes us feel, moves our consciousness and emotions - remember at least "hugs for Loid". Many sincerely wanted to comfort him. The general attitude towards Lotus, Ordis ... you can list endlessly. Yes, in Cyberpunk there is a small part of players who close their emotional holes through truly deep relationships with characters. They have their own stories, and I understand them. These people come to games not to relax / shoot, but to save their broken souls.

Now there are 6 people in Warframe who can also heal your broken souls. I understand how for some players this is an unusual experience and euphoria, mixed with embarrassment and a certain amount of fear. Fear of past experiences and fear of judgment from others.

I sincerely hope that this text will find the right people who understand what I mean. Your deep feelings create stories that lull the pain.

[perseephoneee]

Hey! I saw that you were taking supernatural requests. I read your other castiel story and I absolutely adored it! Your writing is so good <333

I was wondering if you’d be willing to do a reader and cas story of like a father/daughter relationship? The reader being an angel, maybe the last new one? So cas and other angels like Balthazar, Gabriel, ect take care of her and teach her? Maybe in the story she’s like a teenager or something?

If not, I totally understand! It’s a bit of an odd request ahaha

I hope that you have a lovely day!

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omggg heyyy. i'm going to answer this as a series of headcanons because that's what's coming to me. also this kind of sucks!!

castiel!child headcanons (afab reader)

you were the newest angel made before chuck decided to close up shop.

you also were in complete lockdown in heaven while the other angels frolicked earth during the apocalypse.

after the fall though, you found your way to earth, wingless yet extremely curious about everything around you.

you were always seen as the "innocent" one to the eyes of the other angels, because you were the "youngest" (as if you haven't been around for a millennia like they have).

you found a younger vessel as well, your true vessel being a pretty young thing somewhere in america. at least in put you in proximity to Castiel, who you sought out first.

Cas was always the kindest to you, the least likely to snap at you. he always nurtured you, and taught you the ways of Heaven.

your brief time on earth taught you a few things: you really loved baked goods, the bus is a fantastic mode of transportation, and no one gets mad at you for petting all the dogs that walk by. you really like the ones with floppy ears.

when you eventually found Castiel, time had passed, and he was back with the Winchesters. you were curious to know who were the humans who managed to convince Castiel to basically forsake Heaven.

they proved to be much taller than most of the humans you had meant.

castiel immediately got exasperated with dean.

"well, hello," Dean smiled, shaking your hand for a little longer than necessary. "what's your name, gorgeous?"

"Dean," Castiel gritted out, shooting him a look as Sam stifled his laughter.

"i'm allowed!" Dean bit back. "she doesn't mind," he gestured towards you, looking you up and down.

you kinda of just followed castiel around after that. even if it meant being around sam and dean.

cas was excited to have you around again. he talked to you about bees (literally), and you understood why he loved humans so much. they had a lot of heart that angels often lacked.

you didn't feel so out of place with the winchesters either.

sam was always interested to understand heaven and it's history. unlike cas, you were more amicable to sharing that information.

dean was confused why angels chose hot vessels. you asked if he meant not just you, but also castiel.

he shut up after that.

i would happily continue this with more scenarios if anyone is interested. especially since this headcanon is shortlived and terrible.

@lover-of-books-and-tea @qardasngan @evasmlp

[internetskiff]

hoo boy. SOMA. I definitely do not think of that game often ahaha that game certainly has not affected me in any way

Anyways!! Catherine Chun is honestly my favorite deuteragonist in gaming because of how well she's written (sorry Wheatley (he's a close second though)). On my first playthrough I (and I assume a lot of other people) just immediately decide "OK, she's the only other sane 'person' on this station, so she's automatically a friend", and hell, it seems that's how Simon himself views her from the moment they first speak at Upsilon's comms center. But reading into her dialogue, she really doesn't seem to view Simon as a buddy at all up until like.. Their heart-to-heart at the Climber methinks. Just look at how she speaks with him whenever he starts getting existential.

She speaks to him as more of an annoying coworker at times. Considering her attitude towards other sentient machines, I think it's extending even to Simon. She sees him as a means to an end, or at least tries to, up until she has to copy and paste his mind into a new diving suit. And then, when she fails to hide the original Simon from the newly created duplicate and he is rightfully distraught and furious - I think that's when the actual weight of it all hits her.

This interaction still fucks me up a little. The distress in that "Please, stop" as Simon (very righftully) lashes out at her. It's even worse when you consider this is how most of the people she scanned treated her. They're all desperate. They hope that when they sit down in that Pilot Seat and close their eyes, they'll open them in paradise. But when they end up exactly where they were. and realize a copy of them is going to be living it large on a spaceship while they continue rotting down at Pathos II, it's no wonder they'd suddenly view the whole thing as cruel and disgusting. It's still wrong and selfish, of course - especially directing that anger at the one person responsible for preserving humanity simply because you refuse to understand how brain scans work. It's worse when you realize she never got to defend herself from all of it, and in the end she was killed by her own desperate coworkers. And now she's experiencing it again. Unknowingly, Simon's putting her through the exact same thing her human template went through over and over and over again. She viewed him as a means to an end, but I think that stopped after she had to go through that. She shares her memories of home with Simon. I'd say they only REALLY start getting along at like, Phi, which makes the exchange immediately after the ARK is launched that much more gut wrenching. The thing is, while I think Catherine stopped viewing Simon as a means to an end, Simon didn't stop viewing her as one. From the moment she tells him about the ARK, he was probably itching to get on it. Sure, saving humanity is great, but you'd probably also want to be saved aswell, no?

The fact that this is her last exchange and these are the last words she manages to say is absolutely fucked up. You can just imagine what was going through Catherine's mind as she was saying this - Simon telling her she's "Fucking disgusting!", a sentiment echoed by people she considered acquaintances (people she was saving), seeing her own corpse with it's head bashed in by a wrench.. This wasn't just aimed at Simon, I think. This is basically her finally standing up for herself. Her standing up to everyone who despised her simply because THEY didn't understand how brain scans work. She did everything right, she saved humanity - and she was still treated like garbage in the end. And she doesn't even get to finish her sentence before her chip fries and she dies for the second and final time. And if Simon saw things from her perspective for once, he would have the time to pull her Omnitool out and save her from that.

[comingyourlugubriousness]

Yume Ume: Playland Costume

"What is a conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today."

Yume's Playland costume based on Jiminy Cricket's outfit!

I imagine Yume would be super sus of Fellow and be along to take care of Ortho, really stepping into the "big bro" role and trying to advise everyone to be careful. In a weird way Fellow's magic kinda works on Yume the same it does for Kalim. As in...not very much. Yume is an optimist by choice and realist by nature. So while they try to hope for the best, they understand that the world isn't so kind. I think Fellow gets frustrated, thinking Yume is just as la dee da as Kalim; but then they start noticing how wrong things are very quickly and keep trying to get the others to notice as well.

Voicelines under the cut:

Summon: The lights from the stage are dazzling, but don’t stray too far from me okay? Take my hand and we will dance together!

Groovy: Huh? You want ME on stage too? Well, I guess you are in my care today…Alright!

Set Home: Let’s go! I’m right behind you.

Home Idle: Fellow…he keeps trying to talk to me and pull me into activities. It seems nice but…*strained expression* I can’t explain it…

Idle 2: I asked Gidel if he had any friends his age from school who thought it was cool he worked at an amusement park; but he just gave me a tight smile and ran off to Fellow…

Idle 3: I told Floyd I didn’t like big roller coasters but he dragged me onto the whale anyway! What a jerk! *sigh* At least Lilia kept a tight hold of me so I didn’t fall.

Idle Groovy: Even with all the bright lights you can see the stars shine from the ferris wheel? Do you want to come up with me?

Home Login: I’m still suspicious of this whole thing, but Ortho is so excited to be here. As his “big bro” it's my job to look after him! I won’t take it lightly.

Tap:  Kalim and Grim keep bringing me different yummy foods to try! I don’t have the heart to tell them I’m full.

Tap 2: Cater and I have taken so many pictures together! It’s strange… I’m actually looking forward to posting them!

Tap 3: Pfff! I can’t stop laughing! Check out this picture I got of Jack and Leona on the merry go round! Ahaha!

Tap 4: Ace challenged me to a game off at the arcade! *grin* What a fool he is! He’ll be buying me lunch for a week once I beat him!

Tap 5: I got matching headbands for me, Yuuta, and Yuuhi! Maybe they’ll take a picture with me too?

Tap 6: Hey…you’re not actually buying Fellow’s nice guy act….right? You wouldn’t fall for that…would you…?

Tap Groovy: I got some amazing shots from the stage show! You all look really do look like stars!~

Close up:

[chemblrish]

Hello! What are you writing your thesis about? I saw you mention it in one of your posts and now I'm curious 🙃

Hi! Omg thank you for giving me an opportunity to talk about this ahaha

Broadly speaking: coordination chemistry of inorganic f-block compounds.

More detailed version: I synthesized 6 different coordination compounds of the two lanthanides chosen by my thesis supervisor (those are the crystals I talk about in here all the time). Now I'm in the process of confirming their structure via electron spectroscopy (am "in the process" bc I can only be in my thesis lab once a week, so it's taking like forever. Also, I'm a spectro newbie to say the least lol so for now I'm just running the spectrometer. Learning to analyze the spectra is still ahead of me). The next step will be to determine the hydration - dehydration equilibria in the solutions of my compounds and to analyze their ionic strength.

In practice that means I have to learn what seems like a ton of new things - which can be overwhelming, but at the same time it means I get to learn so much more than the standard program. I mean, electron spectroscopy is an elective (and not even for all the degrees at my faculty), quantum chem is mandatory but the way it's taught I learnt almost nothing, there's no class on group theory/ symmetry in chemistry, crystallochemistry is also only an elective - but these are some of the things I need to understand thoroughly what I'm doing and to do it well.

In simple words: I made crystals. Now I'm shining light on said crystals. Later I'm going to find out how much water there is attached. In the meantime I'm hoping not to break any expensive equipment 👍

[archivalofsins]

Addendum (September 23, 2024 5:03pm )- It was brought to my attention by a concerned friend inquiring if something had happened yesterday that this post can come off as complaining about a fandom issue of some sort. Because of how often "Don't be like x" (in particularly Futa) has been used in regards to ongoing Milgram fandom incidents.

It was not my intention to invoke those sort of alarming past experiences for anyone that may have come across this post. My intentions when writing this were to interrogate the prevalence of that phrasing when it came to Futa as a character while including the prisoner paired with him known for bullying as well.

To put it in a plain and jovial way- These are my feelings in regards to this topic in a meme format,

Since I have now been informed of how emotionally disruptive this phrasing can be given the things it's been associated with in the past at least within the tumblr Milgram community I will be putting it under a cut with one more addendum further down that uses the same phrasing.

Once again saying to not be like Mu.

It's easy for individuals to understand why they shouldn't be like Futa. In a lot of ways, not many people would see their actions as being similar to his even when they are. This is why I stress not to be like Mu either.

Because it seems to me that a lot of people are comfortable with being bullies as long as they convince themselves they were the victim first.

A trait that's present throughout both Futa and Mu's narratives. Even if not many people recognize how emotionally manipulative, insidious, and abusive this sort of behavior is socially.

Because just like with these two, some will convince themselves it's the other parties fault for doing something wrong first.

That the person who did something wrong should just,

"You apologize if you do something wrong, you learn that even before words, don't you?"

Q.09 Do you want to apologise to the person you killed?

Mu: I think the person who did something wrong first should apologise first.

These two are simply not as different as some fans like to tell themselves. They are both reactionary bullies. Just because one goes on offense (attacks) and the other defense (cries/deflects) doesn't make one any better than the other. That's why they both got into codependent relationships with another prisoner over the first trial intermission.

Both Amane and Haruka provide them with something. Giving Futa and Mu hope and help in a difficult situation. Along with something to do with themselves to prove their own worth. They also both took on a naturing and protective role in Amane and Haruka's lives. Making the other their main priorities as of the second trial.

23/07/05 (Mu’s Birthday)

Futa: Oi, you. Is he ok? He’s not even left his room lately.

Mu: You mean Haruka-kun? Hmm. Yeah, probably. I’ve been bringing all his meals to him so he should be fine. Isn’t that great of me?

Futa: Hah? Who the hell says that sort of thing about themself. ……ah, no, well, right now I understand a bit. When you’re feeling down, it’s nice to have someone who relies on you and accepts you. The rest of us can’t really understand you from where we’re standing. But well, if you’re Haruka’s “salvation” then I guess it really is great.

Mu: Salvation……? I don’t know what you mean. Futa-kun, you don’t sound like yourself. Did you hit your head or something? Oh, wait, you actually did, didn’t you. Ahaha. Ah, putting that aside though, did you know it’s my birthday today?

Q.02 What do you think of Haruka?

Futa: I can’t afford to be worrying about other people at the moment. Anyway, he’s not a little kid.

This is also why one of my first posts discussed them together. They were both even abandoned by their groups,

"Everyone else was having fun, weren't they? What about them?! Why is it just me?!"

Q.18 Do you regret anything?

Mu: I think maybe I should have chosen my friends a bit more carefully.

Q.11 Who do you want to see right now?

Mu: I miss my friends too. But most of all, Papa and Mama.

Yeah, don't be like either of them, actually.

This is not a healthy thing to strive for. The only difference between them is that Futa takes the orders, and Mu gives them. Aptly portrayed in the relationships they've formed over the course of Milgram.

Also, a bully is a bully regardless of if they cry about it. Women have been weaponizing crying for decades. Stop pretending like this is a brand new undiscovered form of manipulation it's not.

Addendum (September 23, 2024 5:03pm ) continued: Also it was not intent to specifically call to attention Mu's characters flaws or take any digs at people who relate to her. Saying things like don't be like x character can be inconsiderate towards individuals who relate to that character a lot especially if it's something done on a consistent enough basis.

These are once again my feelings on that in meme format.

[natimiles]

Hellooo it’s the same anon from before :)

I was wondering if you could write (only if you want to! No pressure whatsoever :D) platonic headcanons or scenarios for your favourite IkemenVampire boys with a gn!reader (age is up to you). I feel like our vampire men, however handsome they are, would also be great older brothers (albeit a bit outdated on technology ahaha)

Again, please don’t write this if you don’t want to :) it was just a thought in my head and I really enjoyed your work of the IkemenVampire characters with the reader that has a tattoo, but you take priority :D

-🥀 anon (if you allow it ofc)

Hii, dear 🥀

Sorry, I’m a slow writer haha. I was finishing another fanfic, but here we go!

Sometimes I feel they have a brotherly relationship when we’re not in their routes, so I really liked it! It's my first request, so that adds to the excitement, hahaha.

I wrote them separately, I hope it's how you wanted it (:

A gn!reader with a sibling-like relationship with them | Isaac, Mozart, Jean, Arthur, Theo and Vincent, and Napoleon

Tags: gn!reader; minor spoilers from their routes.

Isaac

He accepted Comte’s offer to have some alone time for peaceful work. With the little school he and Napoleon had set up, he didn't want any more responsibilities in his life. However, as always, things never seemed to go his way.

You’re stubborn and clumsy, and he can’t make sense of half the things you do. However, for some inexplicable reason, he’s intrigued by the challenge of understanding you. Before he knows it, you’ve become a part of his daily life.

You make sure he has all his meals and encourage him to leave his room sometimes, at least to go to the garden and get some sun on his skin. You even took care of him when he was sick, never leaving his side until he was better. You talk about what you remember studying about him in school and how he should consider being a professor here. You pester him until he does what you want and pretend to cry when he runs out of patience, just to make him feel bad for the outburst; but you’re also there when he needs to talk and always defend him from others (you’re the only one allowed to tease him about the apples).

“Hey, Newt, fancy a slice of apple pie?” You managed to get Arthur to stop calling him that. You might’ve even threatened him.

He always looks for you now, whether he needs advice about his new job, has a problem, or wants to grab a meal at that downtown cafeteria. He’s happy when you seek him out for advice or to hang out on a day off. Having you around is comforting; he’s no longer alone. You’re the family he’s always wanted, and he’ll protect you with everything he has, which mainly involves glaring at others while blushing (this man is not a fighter). He still enjoys spending time alone, working. He’s aware that you’ll come looking for him if he spends too much time locked in his room.

He probably won’t say much if you meet someone you like; he’s not overprotective. However, he’ll attempt to meet them to determine if they’re a good person (he might even call Napoleon to help him with this).

Mozart

When you arrived at the mansion, things were lively, and he despised it. You’re a troublemaker; it’s obvious. Comte once warned them about how dangerous it could be to cross the door without him because they could get lost. Yet, you managed to cross it by accident! Looking back, that was a red flag already, but you keep doing stupid things every time, so it’s hard to say which one really is the red flag. He should stay away, but for some reason, he feels an urge to protect you.

As time passes, and he grows accustomed to your presence (and your chocolates, ahem), he realizes that you’re not only his new best friend but also family. In his first life, he was the youngest son and was very close to his sister, so he finds solace in your company and the new sibling-like relationship you share. 

You two are joined at the hip in no time. You’re definitely his favorite person in the world now. Congrats, you got yourself an overprotective brother — but he means well. Arthur touches you? Mozart’s there in a second with a handkerchief in hand, ready to clean you of those scoundrel’s germs. You cut your finger? He helps you bandage it. Are you taking care of the violets in the garden? He’s there beside you, keeping you company while he composes a new piece.

He loves playing for you and always shows you his new pieces first. Your opinion means a lot to him, even though you may not be as versed in music as he is. If you encourage him to play and attend more aristocratic parties, he might even give it a shot. His trips downtown have become easier since you helped him overcome his fear of carriages, so he’s gradually getting used to them.

He might even teach you a thing or two on the piano if you’re interested, so you two can play together for the residents, just as he used to do with his sister. He’s a surprisingly patient and kind teacher. It’s a side he only reveals to you and Jean, and even the soldier never sees his friend smile fondly at anyone else.

God help the person that falls in love with you. He won’t be creepy about it, but he’ll be condescending until he’s certain they deserve you and his trust. The two of you now understand Theo and Vincent a little bit better.

Jean

He’s confused about why you want to be friends with him. He doesn’t think he deserves it, yet you persist, and something inside him just allows it. As you start teaching him how to write and read, he notices how patient and kind you are.

He’s the sweetest brother you could get. He feels like you’re his older sibling (and probably is, considering how young he died). He will protect you whenever you need, after all he’s a trained soldier. He shows you his diary and everything he writes. He asks for advice and always listens intently to what you have to tell him, because you don’t judge him even when he’s having a bad day. He’s interested in your stories about the future, he can’t understand how there’s such technology (the poor guy lived in a century that didn’t even have electricity yet).

You help in his shop when you can and you take care of him. You’re the only person who can actually make him eat/drink something, at least some blanc so he doesn’t starve himself again. He doesn’t want to disappoint you. He doesn’t want you to leave him and lose another family, so he makes an effort to care at least a little bit about himself, and you praise him every time you notice it.

A customer asks for something he doesn’t know how to write yet? “Wait a minute, please, I’ll ask my sibling how to write it.” And the customer is confused, because he didn’t know Jean had a sibling.

If you fall in love, he’ll be so happy for you! Obviously, he’ll be wary of them at first, but he’s such a chill brother. He’ll miss spending more time with you, but he’ll be happy to know you’re happy.

Arthur

Chaos. That’s what happened ever since you two met. Comte might have lots of gray hair now, because of you.

He tries to scare you out of the mansion, but you laugh. He hits on you, you yawns. He threatens to bite you, you bite him first and he yelps so loud, everybody came to see what happened. And when you challenge him to a game, he doesn’t lose but it’s really close.

He is observant and really smart, so he notices fast that he really enjoys your company and wants to hang out with you more, even though he doesn’t see you in a romantic way. You make him feel confident about himself again, like his own writing, and even consider being a doctor once more. He protects you from the idiots and teaches you all he knows about card games, and you actually win twice. That’s his sibling!

You become his partner in crime, but don’t think he lets you do everything you want. He’s actually really responsible when it comes to you. He locks himself in his room sometimes, but when you do it he drags you out and makes you eat something. If you’re sick, he takes care of you and sleeps on the floor beside your bed until you’re good again. Once Isaac tried to bite you when you cut your hand, and he just put his hand in front of Isaac’s mouth to protect you. When you go out to the pub with him and Theo, no one dares coming close to you, they know your brother can be scary when he wants.

You’re going out with someone? He won’t pry much, but he wants to know if you need some advice or if something happens. He knows very well how people can be with their desires, and he just wants you to be ok. Don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t want you to keep your chastity nor anything like that, he just wants to make sure it’s all consented and protected. Are you in love with them? Oh, that’s nice! He can’t wait to meet them! 

Theo and Vincent

First of all, you can’t become a sibling to just one of them. Theo would be devastated and Vincent would certainly miss his brother. That’d end up with the three of you as a family anyway, so…

Vincent’s been nice to you since the first moment, so it’s not hard to befriend him. But Theo is a different story. He actually just starts to try being nice to you when he sees you defending and helping Vincent with his emotions. You also help him with his work and some problems from his previous life, and he ends up grateful. And the three of you are inseparable now.

Theo likes to hear you talk about the arts from the future, Vincent hears your ideas for painting and likes to use you as a model, and you make sure they’re healthy and eating while working. They have a strong protector feeling towards you, you’re their youngest sibling. 

You're really proud of your new family. The first art exposition you help with is actually a success because you talked so much about your brothers that everybody got curious. You protect them with everything you have. Theo still calls you hondje, but you can’t blame him. You bark and bite anyone who tries to mess with them, and he says he can almost see a wagging tail when they come home, and you greet them.

You start painting, even if you don’t know how to do it. Vincent is patient enough to guide you and teach you the basics. Theo tries to be supportive, but what the hell is that paint supposed to be? If you look upset about his comments, he’ll apologize and give you a stack of pancakes to cheer you up.

May the lord have mercy from the person that falls for you. Vincent is an angel, but he doesn’t want you getting hurt, so he’ll find out if they’re trustworthy before being too nice. Theo is savage from the first moment he meets them. You’re upset with him and he can’t stand it, so he’ll try to be a little nice. Keyword: try.

Napoleon (I already see him as an older brother)

He tried to help you from the first second you passed the door, so you bonded quickly. He has the urge to protect you since you seem pretty reckless on your own. He likes taking care of others; he already has Isaac as a younger sibling, so he certainly doesn't mind having you too.

He helps you get used to this new century, giving you a tour through the city and assisting you with some chores. You help with his and Isaac's school; the kids love you so much that he can't help but find it endearing. You quickly come to rely on him, as it's really easy to trust him. You ask for his help whenever you need it, even if it's as simple as teaching you how to dance so you can go to a ball, and he gladly helps you.

He’s not overprotective; he offers his advice and trusts you’ll make good decisions on your own. However, he makes sure to draw the line for Arthur, he doesn’t want you getting hurt or bitten… Ok, he might want to overprotect you sometimes. He’ll teach you self defense, just in case.

He’ll try not to pry too much if you fall in love with someone, you’re a nunuche but you’re trustworthy. He knows you’ll come to him if you need something or if your heart gets broken — and may the Lord have mercy if it actually happens.

Masterlists

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Arslan Senki Chapter 129 (Part 2)

In which the title of the chapter comes in to play! Really feels like the shit's hitting the fan all at once. A lot of what has gone wrong for Hilmes this chapter is a result of his own oversights (failed to give priority to proper defence of the waterways because MUH CORONATION, failed to understand or correctly read his opponent, failed to see how holding a coronation would be perceived by the citizens, etc).

Meawhile, it feels like Team Arslan have accounted for everything, from Gurazeh providing food to the people in Arslan's name, to the crowds trapping Andragoras's forces in the busy streets. (Incidentally, the scrum surrounding the giving out of food highlights exactly how desperate the situation in Ecbatana has become.)

Kubard: 'welp, guess I'll just sit here in this traffic jam'

Not much they can do, though, is there? I love that he knows exactly who was responsible for this situation. Sitting on his horse in a busy street is better than having to swing his sword at fellow Parsians or old companions, in any case. Man, what I wouldn't give for him and Sam to be able to share a drink again.

Loved seeing the panels of Jimsa and Zaravant! Jimsa's Turanian attitude fitting the situation, and Zaravant acting as cheerleader for Arslan!

Must be driving Andragoras into a rage to hear Arslan's name echoing through the city streets ahaha! I hope he can hear it! The people's voice, loud and clear!

(I used to make comments about how Arslan should turn Pars into a democracy, but realistically this is the closest it's likely to get for the era this is all taking place in.)

Hilmes can definitely hear whose name the people are calling out.

This line would be a little bit funny if it wasn't just so fucking... sad? Pitiful, I guess? The panels of his recent traumatic revelations being right there, I can't laugh at that line even though it's kind of ridiculous that he just doesn't get it. He must feel so alone, and it's because he can't accept himself.

I didn't love seeing him get disarmed, but it's for the best.

I can't imagine his reaction to defeat will be pretty, but at least he can't claim that Arslan only defeated him because he was using Rukhnabad as he did in the novels (and there was a grain of truth in that, by the way). Here, he's comprehensively been bested.

but HOW DID THE DARYUN VS ZANDEH FIGHT END? Is it still going on? Is my boy okay? Did he see Hilmes lose? I guess I will somehow have to wait another month for that.