#i am... kinda chewing on it ngl...

[todayisafridaynight]

About the Sawashiro trailer for Infinite Wealth... Ok spoilers here for Y:LAD, but I think they're implying that Sawashiro actually didn't kill the Seryuu Clan guy (forgot his name). The reason he says "The young master doesn't trust me anymore" is because when he got there the guy was already dead, Sawashiro thought that Masato didn't trust him to do it so he sent another assassin and tried to pin it on him. Sawashiro just waited there for Ichi to arrive because even if he wasn't the assassin, he lost his son's trust so he felt like it was over for him either way. That's my theory anyway but it would be wild omg

why you gotta disrespect hoshino like this we're only allowed to do that to hoshino from judgment

BUT interesting theory........

[kornelia-yells-in-the-void]

i had a doctors appointment yesterday abt my misophonia and got a doctors note and now i’ll be allowed to wear earplugs during exams at uni!!!!!!!! i am so happy yall

[peetaslefttoe]

Heyy! Btw just saying I love your work! 💚

Could you maybe do an imagine where Peeta is fucking us up against a wall? I just think that would be very hot ngl. 🥵

warnings: degrading, praise, shower smut

summary: request above

author’s note: aw tysm! i love this idea 😭 (reader is in Katniss’s place) sorry it’s kinda rushed

Masterlist Pinned xx

You strode onto the elevator, trailing behind Peeta. You tried to his your exhaustion from tonight festivities, not to mention the thoughts swarming you as you prepared to face the arena once again. You tried to calm your mind, focusing on your surroundings, the elevator doors squeaking shut, the sweet smell of Peeta’s cologne, the feeling of the dress hugging your skin. You let out a sigh, trying to slow your breathing. Peeta’s eyes flicked to you, concern pooling behind them. He chewed at his bottom lip, looking back towards the doors, confusion written on his face. The elevator dinged, shaking you from thought as Peeta walk out and into the hallway.

You stood at the full length mirror, taking in the now burnt dress cloaking your figure. Peeta walked behind you, looking at you in the mirror. Your eyes met and you saw the concern once more.

“You okay?” He finally murmured against your hair.

“Yeah… just- worried,” you whispered, swallowing down a sob.

“I know, I know… so am I,” he said quietly.

“I can’t get my mind off it, I’m so scared Peeta,” you shivered. He placed his arms around you, embracing your tired form in his warmth.

“Mm is that what you need? A distraction?” his voice was low, making your stomach flutter.

“Yeah,” you said sheepishly, clenching your thighs and trying to stifle your feelings towards him. Surely he was just going to watch some tv, maybe read a book with you, get you mind off things… right?

“Mkay, how about you take a shower?” he kissed your bare shoulder gently, startling you but comforting your pounding heart. You nodded, meeting his eyes in the reflection. You followed him into the grand bathroom, a shower and bath so large only the capital could have. He leaned into the shower, flicking on the warm water and letting it run. Peeta turned his attention back to you.

“Here,” he brought his hand to the zipper of your dress, brushing your hair out of the way and dragging it down your back. He leaned into your neck, peppering you in wet kisses.

“Peeta?” you said quietly, he couldn’t feel this way for you too, could he?

“Shh we can talk tomorrow, let me make you feel better,” you felt your heart swell, you turned clutching his face and kissing him passionately. Something you’d been waiting to do for a long time. He kissed you back harshly, gripping your lower back and tugging you to him. He broke away, planting a kiss on your collarbone before tugging your dress down. He helped you step out of it, kissing your sore legs as he went. You shook under his soft touch, your core throbbing for him. You took off your bra, his piercing eyes never leaving yours as he looked up at you.

“Can I?” he tucked his warm fingers into the top of your panties as he searched for permission. You nodded shyly.

“Words baby,” he warned, you were certain your underwear were absolutely soaked now if they weren’t already.

“Yes, yes please Peeta,” you whined, desperate for his touch. He smirked at your begs and slid your panties down and off your body. He pressed an open mouth kiss to your pubic bone, before nipping at your hips.

“Fuck, can’t believe this is what you’ve been hiding under those district outfits,” he groaned palming his hardening length. You blushed, crossing your arms and looking away.

“Let me see you darling, come on,” he coaxed your arms away from your bare body, squeezing your eyes closed. You heard him stand, and shuffle out of his ravishing matching outfit.

“Open your eyes Y/N,” you slowly did as he asked, looking into his beautiful face once more.

“Good girl, so fucking gorgeous,” he praised, kissing your cheeks. You blushed even further, turning to putty under his gaze. You suddenly noticed he too was naked, you couldn’t help your eyes wandering down his perfect form. You couldn’t help but yearn to lick his sweat soaked torso as you scaled his figure. You eyes landed on his thick, throbbing cock. The head dripping with pre-cum, balls heavy as his chest heaved with excitement. He guided you into the shower, no doubt checking you out once more. The hot water hit your body, soothing your tense muscles and dripping down onto your face. Peeta ran his hands through his wet hair, his arms flexing making you clench.

“Peeta,” you whined, wanting nothing more than for him to fuck the life out of you right then and there.

“Tell me what you want, tell me how I can make you feel better,” he said smugly, kissing you softly.

“Want you to fuck me,” you finally said, steam from the water floating between you both. As soon as the words left your mouth he was pressing you against the slippery tile behind you. He kissed you roughly, biting at your lip before licking them gently. He slipped an arm around your waist, patting your ass gesturing for you to straddle him. You wrapped your bare legs around his damp hips, looking up at his water soaked face.

“Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this, the things I want to do to you Y/N…” he nearly moaned as he looked at your exposed skin.

“Please Peeta, do them, everything you want to do to me, use me,” you begged shamelessly, aching for him.

“Mm I will darling, gonna distract you so well,” he whispered, raising you higher against the wall and sucking at your hardened nipples. You threw your head back, grasping his hair roughly as he massaged your other boob.

“Oh my god, please!” you whined, rutting your hips into him. He smirked, flashing his dimples before reaching a hand down to your throbbing cunt. He bit back at strangled groan as he ran his fingers through your slit.

“You’re so fucking wet, is this all because of my outfit?” he asked.

“Fuck Peeta, you don’t know how much that’s been torturing me, if you’d asked I would’ve gotten down on my knees in front of the fucking capital for you,” you whimpered, your desperation eating you alive. He swore under his breath, before inching his thick member into your pussy. You whined loudly as he stretched your weeping hole around him.

“Oh my god, you’re so tight princess,” You nearly came at his words, clinging to his back. He clutched your hips as he pulled out slowly, until only his tip held you open. Before you could beg for his cock once again he slammed back into you. You shook with pleasure as he thrust into you. You arched your back giving his access to plunge deeper inside you, he blushed your sweet spot making your eyes widen as you gasped.

“Right there?” he smiled before repeatedly slamming into your aching walls. Your eyes rolled back as he bounced you on his member, your back hitting the wall as you held onto him.

“Holy shit Peeta, your stretching me so good,”

“Who knew you were such a fucking cock slut,” he said smugly, surprising you with the harsh contrast from his usual shy demeanour. You couldn’t even respond to his dirty words as he fucked you senseless. He brought a hand to your through squeezing softly and making your wet pussy tighten around him.

“Fuck, you like that don’t you? Is that what you’ve been so desperate for today?” he said breathily, thrusting into you faster.

“Yes yes yes, your arms looked so fucking hot, needed you to choke me Peeta,” you whimpered, a blubbering mess as he pounded you. You felt a knot growing in your stomach, your pussy clamping down around him as he used you.

“Cum all over me darling, you’re taking me so well,” he muttered, his praise making you throb. You brought a hand to your clit rubbing it furiously as he slammed into your abused hole repeatedly.

“Look at you, filthy girl, acting all innocent up on stage when all you wanted was for me to choke you while I fucked your raw cunt, so desperate you’re playing with your little clit like a bitch,” he choked you harder as his thrusts became sloppy, plunging deep into your pussy. Your legs shook around his hips, a heat growing in your pussy as Peeta hit your sweet spot over and over against. The sound of the shower water hitting the floor and his dick fucking your soaked hole filled the room.

“That’s it, soak my cock,” You moaned loudly, whimpering his name as you tilted over the edge. You thrashed against his cock, you mouth hung open in pleasure. He moved his hand from your throat down between your hips, smacking your swollen clit as he fucked your through you high. Your walls squeezed around him as he groaned, pumping his warm cum inside you. You both stilled, you stayed against the wall for a minute or two as you regained your composure. Peeta leaned back helping you up and off his cock and placing your feet back on the slippery tile. He kissed you gently, running his hands along your shoulders as he embraced you.

[gyumibear]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 STUPID CUPID !! | THREE: chat am i cooked?

warnings — swearing, degrading (wonbin is chewed out by his friends), mentions of being a sociopath, mentions of getting beat up, mentions of kidnapping, jjk spoilers(!!)

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notes — ngl they kinda tore wonbin a new one! sorry to that man, but things needed to be said. agree or disagree?

sc tidbit #3 — wonbin also has a crush on yn! no further spoilers, but he’s had one for a while.

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[fuckinart]

I NEED to know more about this fursuit AU, I am so in love with this concept.

and just to make sure, you're cool with others doodling your idea? With proper credit of course!

I am 100% okay with other people running with my fandom ideas, yeah!

my cat chewed through my wacom cords & I'm still waiting on one of the new ones to come in, so unfortunately I can't make a proper reference sheet (hence sticky note art lately), but I'd love to see other people's takes on a fursuit au!

I don't have much lore to the idea yet since I. haven't really thought about it that much. the idea itself is partially based off of this post.

personally (prepare for infodump) the general idea for the fic I'm vaguely writing as of the other night (which will be posted to @daddyplasmius if I ever finish it) is that Tucker decides to get into fursuit making with the help of his mom & they finish the first one, a partial badger fursuit (just handpaws, a tail, & the head), the day Danny has The Accident. him, Tuck, & Sam are fucking around while Danny models the fursuit with his hazmat & then it kinda gets melded to his ghost form along with the hazmat when he "dies" in the Portal. I don't really have a plot tbh things are just happening

like Wulf, the costume kind of became him? if that makes sense? he can bite people is what I'm saying. the fursuit itself, after the Accident, slowly changes as Danny's ghost form stabilizes & becomes less of a suit & more of a ghost badger.

ngl I tried opening stuff with my paws on to see how hard it would be to use the Thermos & surprisingly it's not that hard, you just have to use your palm, so he still has the Thermos. I also think in this au Vlad looks like a vampire because he "died" on Halloween while in costume. or you could make him an 80's furry idk. still brainstorming & messing around with stuff

I based the design off of the European badger but I inverted the colours. still tweaking the design but inverted: the neck is white, tail is white with black on the end, paws are white with white claws & green pads, & the nose & eyes are also green. all the green parts used to be pink/red & the other parts used to either be silvery or just the opposite of what they are now.

I'm working on several other fics right now, so not sure when exactly I may (or may not) post this, but here's a tidbit from the prologue:

the paws..........

[lissomelace]

*Kicks down the door, eyes mad*: LISSO! Lisso you absolute master of writing, fuck, this last chapter? Why did you do this to me! AAAAAaaaaaaa!!!! In my haste to read it I was late to work. *Starts chewing on it like on a piece of jerky*

One. I want a Russo now. He is just. Soft. Squishy. I died on that scene where Finno goes at him and Russo just, narrates things to Ingo. The hand-holding?!?! The hand-holding over Russo's hair?!?!? Ingo having him in his lap basically?!? Why do you do this to me?!?! THE BEGGING?!?!?! The initial scene where Finno just sees them cuddling constantly?!

Finno is damn feisty there, and it's also a good look on him, ngl. Just. In my head I have this mental image of him doing the Toothless growl-> sudden switch to "it's actually fine" when he notices that Ingo is Ingo and not anybody else. And that bite? Mhhhh, yes, that was hot.

AND SEEING INGO DO SO WELL WAS SUCH A TREAT! I re-read the first chapter, and oh, my heart, we have come so far!

Also the BANTER?!? They are actually BANTERING?!? Nature has healed. I'm in heaven.

This chapter was so sweet, and soft, and yes, hot, but so sweet at the same time. It's so good to see them happy. I want to chew on your smut scenes to extract your methods, those are so well written. (Tho I miss the politics a bit...I kinda want to see the reforms...I know this was not the goal of this fic, but I got attached to The Grandma Of Law, XD.)

Anyhow. Enough of my deranged howling. Here, have something of a treat. (I would have draw the hand-holding scene, but I do not trust myself with nakey bodies to draw. And the angle would be tricky. So. Cuddling it is.)

The tengwar that points to Russo you will have to decipher yourself, XD.

AAAAAAA THAT PICTURE AAA YOUR ART AAAAAA

AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA I am SO glad you enjoyed it so much!!! I am very sorry you were late to work, but I am SO GLAD the chapter was SO EDIBLE!

Russandol is DEFINITELY the best (in my interpretation in this particular fic, at least!) And I did it to you because you and everyone else who has been having to deal with the literal TONS of agonizing yearning and massive angst for *checks count* 30+ CHAPTERS quite deserves a great deal of squishy payoff. So long as the payoff you want is what happened in the chapter. Which, uh. It seems like it might have been.

Yes! Let Findekano be feral! Let him take a bite out of Russo. He's REALLY going through it in that chapter, he totally deserved it (and russo also deserved it, of course, and had tons of fun!)

Ingo HAS come so far! He deserves ALL THE GOOD THINGS RUSSO AND FINNO ARE GOING TO MAKE SURE HE GETS!

I have to say, I don't really have concrete methods for writing smut (that I'm aware of, at least). I guess...having read a lot of smut helps? And research? (that isn't a euphemism i promise, more like a looooong internet search history that includes a lot of stuff like 'how does [body part] work,' 'how to [sex act],' and '[insert big cat here] reproduction.')

We will probably get a bit more politics before the end! (no promises, my 'outline' for the rest is...sparse. like 8 sentences with one being 'a bit on the legal side of things'.) I'm so glad you love Niquelote (lol, she is SO The Grandma Of Law XD). The direct aftermath of the reforms will probably not be a huge focus for now, but they will factor significantly into the plot of future installments in this series.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT PICTURE IS SO PERFECT THEY ARE SO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!! CUDDLES! INGO GETS ALL THE CUDDLES! I"M SO OBSESSED WITH THE WAY YOU DRAW CLOTHES THOSE TUNICS AND CUTS AND TRIMS AND INGO"S JEWELRY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SO SWEET! SUCH TENDERNESS! AAAAAAA

...Thank you very much! They are absolutely perfect and it looks amazing!

Your ask (your ART) made my day! Thank you so much!

(asl;dkjfasldjfasd;lkjflksjjdklskjf he absolutely will!!!!!!)

[nekros-mantik]

I THOUGTJ YOU BLCOKED ME I WAS GONNA CRY

but like yh tho I don't really rock w Muslims since they r so quick to accept the most diabolical things even tho it's not even apart of the religion so ur kinda right NGL I CANT DEDEND THEM

And I just refuse to

thats fine, i get that!!! muslims/islam were a lot more harder for me to debunk because of the people screaming "ur racist" in my ears, (literally am a communist which doesnt align well with racism) but now its just something else other than christianity and paganism to chew on

[shoezuki]

Hey, Egg, I wanted to ask you a question related to fanfic writing if that's ok with you? I wanted to ask how do you plan your fanfics. Like, do you have a general structure you use? Or just go with the flow?

Asking bcz I saw your post on the background of the doc for ch 10 and got curious abt how you go abt planning, whether it be a oneshot or a chapter.

Sorry if its an odd question to ask 😅

Its np!!!! I love talkin bout anything fic related ngl. But to be honest i have next to No structure beksvssyd.

Im typically a oneshot type of writer where i do individual fics part of a bigger series such as the divinity au because for me i want some form of overarching topic/theme/AU without rigidly having a major story in place. Most often i have specific scenes/ideas in mind that are part of a bigger series or related to previous things. Tbh the doctor fic is an anomaly for me. I tend to abandon multi ch things out of losing interest.

I typically 'go with the flow' BUT have major scenes or plotpoints in mind. For the doctor fic i at first imagined it at 6 chapters in terms of major points in the story. Like ch 1: sampo leaving/finding gepard. Ch 2: them connecting/talking and getting closer, gepard's wound getting worse. Ch 3: the fragmentum amalgamation fight and sampo taking gep back to the city. Ch.4: gepards pov and finding sampo... etcetc. But i Obviously have a lot more chapters however the major plot points i imagined remain. There just happens to be more build up and plot in between major 'points'.

Time to get nerdy but in general this is how i think of my fics and anything i write: i block out the story in my head and what i want to convey in terms of key scenes. Kinda similar to the classic narrative structure/fraytag's pyramid but by conceptualizing the 'order' of major scenes between the First scene and the Final scene. W the doctor fic i have an idea of All major scenes ive written and will write, but also each chapter has this same format.

Usually this is All in my head tbh but for doctor fic im trying to actually do a shitty sort of outline w bullet points. Like for instance for ch 9 it went something like:

Gepard leaves to the underworld without telling anyone

He doesnt know what to do and goes to natasha's clinic first

Natasha doesn't trust him but realizes gepard actually cares/worries for sampo and shows him sampo in her office

Discussion of how he got there, nat's distrust of him/silvermanes

The badges.

Gepard falls asleep, wakes up and realizes lynx n serval were texting him

Gep goes home and serval chews him out. He tells serval about sampo

Lynx is passed out and gepard falls asleep beside her

Those are the 'big' portions i wanted to write, and then i add more points between and as im writing i go with whatever feels right to go from point A to point B. With other fics/chapters i have swapped around order of major scenes and ommitted some but i Always try to keep the beginning and the end fairly solid.

..... idk if any a this is helpful vslddgsjd. Like i really do keep most of everything in my head and rarely do i really like... outline or do a draft of these things. Altho the biggest thing i really Really am set on and would argue is most important is that. When writing a multi chapter thing or something with a bigger story to it, know your ending from the beginning. For one, having your ending essentially set in stone makes it much easier to build up to it and ensures the ending feels proper and satisfying. But also, at least for me, knowing how it ends makes it easier to stay interested/engaged with it.

W the doctor fic, how it ends is something ive known from the beginning. I technically have written beyond the ending even. Tbh if i had no end in sight i think id feel listless w it and probably drop it by now

Oh also. I like changing background colours of my pages and the fonts cuz it makes the documents look cool n i like tryna pick a bg colour that Feels like the chapter/fic :)

[definitelynotshouting]

First and formost, I'm super obsessed with your hunger au ( I've pretty much adapted all of your world building hc's into my own hc's cuz it's so well fleshed out and adhdvduskjdb) and I am enjoying every step with this story, from where it started as random world building tumblr post to full fleshed story, you're doing amayzing and I can't wait to read more of your content, hunger au or whatever future projects u work on ❤️

But I gotta ask, what is the part you are most excited to write about? The thing that most writers and cave and write first even though it's fourteen chapters away ( not at all talking from experience lol), or maybe you've already posted it? I'd love to hear the brain critters that you have chewing on it lol.

-N

WOSNWJEJSN THANK YOU AAUGH THIS IS SO????? Omg thats such a nice thing to say, im kinda speechless that you like hunger au so much youve adopted my worldbuilding headcanons for it!!!! This is really kind, thank you so much, im ngl this made my night!!!

Oh man..... there's one scene FAR in the future that i keep tucked very close to my chest because it just. HITS. the imagery of it, the absolute gut-wrenching transition from cheerful and happy to suddenly devastating...... that beat drop lives in my head rent fucking free. I dont want to spoil it, but i will say this-- Etho is involved, and my gods is it a doozy.

I havent written it yet, because im weird and really like to write in exact chronological order, but that scene is essentially a movie clip in my head and i know EXACTLY what i want to do with it, so for now i vibrate excitedly and know that this scene is going to have people on the goddamn floor

[vatican3]

ok so i feel like with primo we'd just end up eating each other. simultaniously. i'd be gentle not bc he can't handle it but just bc i wanna savour the moment yknow.

i'd eat secondo slowly, make it real romantic and stuff. i'd probably start with her neck and everything. like a vampire. i think she'd like that

i'd eat terzo very passionately, i wouldn't just bite and chew everywhere, i'd eat one part fully before moving on to the next. that way i could gnaw on his bones too i bet she'd be into that tbh

ofc i'd be gentle with copia. i'd take breaks and be as slow or fast as they wanted me to. i do agree with that anon that they'd start crying, no matter if they were into it or not. but im ngl them being scared the whole time would be kinda hot too

i wouldn't actually eat nihil, i'd just chew on her really aggressively but in an affectionate way. mayybee i'd tear off some skin. if she'd ask for it. which she would

tbh with imp i think she'd be the one eating me. which i am also more than okay with.

i would also shred mary to pieces that would be fun for them.

I’m into the Primo mutual cannibalism. You both deserve that. Primo does look like he eats people. And Secondo deserves a little romants, she’s a handsome and edible lady.

Imp is definitely going to be the one eating you though.

[shingekinomyfeelings]

AOT OC Show and Tell Days - Day 1

she basically always looks this dopey in my head

Name: Vega Hase

Gender: Female

Age in setting: 18-19 during Cadet training in my personal canon divergent imaginings

Bold all of the following that apply to your OC!

Context: Canon Setting | Modern AU | Other AU

What niche does your OC serve for you? Self-insert | Completely original character | Self-shipping | Roleplaying | Writing fics | Creating art | Only the scenarios and adventures that I imagine inside my head and share with no one! get fucked | Something else

If your character is in the AOT canon setting, what's their allegiance? Cadet Corps, Survey Corps

Do you ship your character with a canon character? If so, who? Yes good god we all know it’s Reiner, I make zero apologies

Do you have any cute art or picrews of them together? Let's see one.

zero apologies. they're adorable together and anyone who disagrees is wrong. art by the super amazing @thecowboykatsuki-anon

How long have you actively been developing your OC? Almost two years in her present incarnation, but was definitely floating around my head with various other names for a while

Is there any significance behind your OCs name? Honest to god at first I was just calling her Zeki Vega, which is literally two of my personal names jammed together, but I kinda feel like it doesn't have a great ring to it, so I changed it to Vega Hase. The surname was something I originally using for a character I kept telling myself I'd write an actual fic about, titled Rabbit Heart - Hase means hare and there was symbolism and blah blah blah anyway eventually the concepts blended together and here she is

If your OCs appearance is based on yours, do they have any different features? Ngl I just imagine her as overall cuter than I am, and far more physically fit due to being in the Cadets/Survey Corps.

Is there anything you want to try doing with your OC that you haven't yet? I really do want to start a dedicated RP with someone where I can write Vega because I tried with someone and it fell through, but I have so many ideas and so much backstory for her and a whole character arc planned. she is just a little squeaky toy for savagely chewing on, come on

[themaladaptivewriter12]

Title: Cozy Gaming

Part 3 of my "16-Bit Heart" series! Part 1 and Part 2 here!

Summary:

Mirai gets a little bored with just playing Forever True, so he asks his Guild Master if he had any other game recommendations, which leads to Mirai's new gaming obsession.

cw: Mirai smokes in this chapter

Reblogs are appreciated, just use my custom tag, #TheMaladaptiveWriter12, if you do!

Cross posted from my Ao3: TheMaladaptiveWriter12

“Whoever is chewing like a goat, mute yourself,” Gloomurai gruffed, spacebar spamming in the background.

“I am not a goat,” Fafnir shouted.

“You’re kinda loud there, ngl,” GotSkill? said.

They were currently farming a dungeon for upgrade items, and Gloomurai seemed to be in a bad mood today. He wasn’t as talkative as he normally was, even if it wasn’t much in the first place. He didn’t even go crazy over the cat in the harbor like he normally does. But it turns out that he had lost a game tournament and apparently needed a new game controller because of it.

“So what do y'all eat while you game?” Fafnir asked.

“I typically eat candy.” Mirai, playing as Apollo said. 

“I don’t eat at all,” Rocinante said, “fog eating isn’t a good habit after all.”

“Who cares?!” Khan shouted. “Chips are the best!”

“And get cheese dust on your keyboard? Hard pass,” Leslie scoffed. 

“Just keep wipes at your desk,” WarMachine muttered.

“I don’t particularly eat anything, but I will drink a Wendigo while I play,” PixieStic said quietly.

“Ooh! What’s your favorite flavor,” Mirai asked giddily. “I’m hooked on Blue Raspberry.”

“Blue Bloods? That one’s okay, but I like Toxic Sludge, the lime one.”

“Oh no, if we’re talkin’ Wendigos, Star Lord is totally S-Tier! We’re talking about the right balance of sweet and sour, not too lemony, but the flavor is still noticeable, and don’t get me started on the hints of passion fruit. It’s not too overbearing yet that flavor is there if you know where to look,” Gloomurai rambled. “And once you pair it with the right candy, I prefer Pomegranate Drops, the tart against the lemon is a total win.”

Mirai chuckled, “There he goes again.”

“You normies wouldn’t understand the power of the Star Lord,” Gloomurai scoffed. “Once you taste its power, you’ll never kneel down to any other flavor again.”

The guild chat burst into laughter. 

It was late and the guild was silent, the majority of the already logged off for the night. Mirai was still farming for an upgrade item so he could finish crafting the new amour he wanted, but the thing was, he wasn’t strong enough to get to it. Mirai was tempted to see if Lilia was too busy to help him, but then again, that’s what his own Guild Master was for. Truth be told, Mirai was kinda intimidated by Gloomurai, even with his small crush on the guy’s voice. Gloomurai seemed to still be upset, his mic still cutting in and out, and Mirai guessed that he forgot to mute himself, because he was currently raging at a totally different game.

Mirai wouldn’t ask for him to farm then, but he’d ask if he knew any other easier spots.

“Uh, Guild Master?” Mirai meekly called out. He hated the way his voice sounded. It sounded small and weak, and he was by no means any of those things.

There was a bunch of feedback and some frantic muttering, but not soon after, Gloomurai’s voice rang through his headset. “Y-Yeah? What’s up?”

“I, uh, do you know where I can find Elven Chains? I found some, but I’m too weak to farm it.”

“Did you try The Last Bastion?”

“Yeah, and The Great War.”

“K, hold on.”

A second later, Gloomurai’s avatar was teleporting to Mirai’s.

“I’ll farm with you. Just heal,” Gloomurai muttered.

“Mn.”

They ended farming for an additional hour, but thanks to Gloomurai, Mirai was able to farm for the Elven Chains.

“Thanks man,” Mirai muttered. “How do I look?”

Mirai’s avatar, Apollo, did a little flourish, his character giving a little “meow” as he made his hands into paws. Apollo was now dressed in golden chains. His character was topless, gold sparkly chains covering his torso like a loose crop top. The bottom half was just two slivers of hanging ivory cloth that just about covered his character, and he wore no shoes, just gold anklets that jingled when Apollo walked, but other than that, it was nothing but a chain and smooth creamy freckled skin. Mirai was so busy admiring his handiwork that he hadn’t realized that the Guild Master hadn’t answered him. 

“Boss? Ya there? You muted?” Mirai asked.

“Y-Y-Yeah, I-I, um, I yeah. C-Cool, really cool,” Gloomurai stammered.

Mirai cackled, his voice echoing through the chat. He laughed for a good minute before speaking again, “You good, dude? Need a minute?”

“Sh-Shut up,” came Gloomurai’s embarrassed shout.

“Okay, okay. I’ll stop messin’.”

Mirai could practically hear him pouting through the mic. 

“So,” Mirai started, “You got any other games you play?”

Gloomurai scoffed, “What don’t I play?”

“You got any cozy game recommendations?”

“Depends on what you’re looking for. If you want mindless simulations, I’d go for My Zootopia, if you want a story mode and some bit of a challenge, I’d go for Orchard Adventurer. But if you want a little more of an interactive game, I’d totally go for Harvest Valley, it’s all the talk right now among the ‘Cozy Game’ community. You move to your Grandmother’s old farm and start a new life in this small town.”

Gloomurai was rambling, like, he sounded like a motorboat at the rate he was talking. Mirai realized he got like this when he was really passionate about the topic. It was cute, but hard to understand at times.

“W-Wait, wait, I can’t keep up,” Mirai said, trying to stop Gloomurai’s rambling, “Uh, Harvest Valley? I’m always down for a good farming rpg. Can you romance townies too?” 

“Yeah, but who cares about the townies, it’s the lore that’s more interesting. It’s like, I, no, you know what, I’m sending you a link. I hope you have no plans for tomorrow, because we’re about to have the longest Harvest Valley sesh ever.”

As the game downloaded, Mirai went out for a quick snack run, the both of them promising to reconvene in thirty minutes. Mirai dressed himself quickly, lighting a cigarette on the way. He knew he should’ve quit long ago, especially now that he started smoking for leisure again, but with the stress he had to endure since being dropped off here, he was bound to relapse. Although, some days, he wished for something a little stronger. 

Mirai decided to go to one of the vending machines that were located outside. It was one thing to sneak inside the building for a snack, but to go in with a lit cigarette in his lips? That was expulsion waiting to happen. 

“Gummy worms or gummy bears?” Mirai muttered indecisively, looking over his options, “Gummy worms or gummy bears?”

“Gummy worms are better.”

Mirai jumped, whipping his head around, seriously hoping it wasn’t one of the staff, or anyone who’d tattle on him, but his terror was short lived because it was just Idia and his tablet.

“Oh, hey Idia,” Mirai greeted, taking the cigarette out of his mouth. “And yeah, Ima go with the gummy worms.”

Idia seemed to be taken aback by Mirai, he would have never guessed that the Prefect would have a bad habit of smoking, but then again, he really didn’t know what he thought about Mirai.

As Mirai paid for his candy, Idia browsed the drinks, and once they were done, they promptly switched spots. Mirai chuckled quietly, retrieving his Blue Raspberry Wendigo. 

“Shoot,” Mirai cursed, trying to find a big enough pocket to put his gummies in.

Mirai heard a snicker and immediately pouted as he looked up at Idia. Idia looked smug as he shoved all his stuff into the large pockets of his jacket.

“Curse you and your cool practical techwear,” Mirai pouted.

Idia didn’t respond, but he seemed to crumple in on himself.

“Welp,” Mirai said, placing his cigarette back between his lips, “see ya, Idia.”

Back at Ramshackle, Mirai took a quick bathroom break, cleaned off his desk, and got back into his loungewear, which was just shucking off his shirt and tossing it into some random corner. Putting back on his headset, Mirai could hear Gloomurai muttering to himself. 

“I’m back Gloomy,” Mirai called.

“You done downloading?” Gloomurai droned.

“Yeah, just about.”

“Cool, I got started already. I’m just creating my character.”

“You can even create your own character?!” Mirai asked excitedly, “So cool!”

Mirai’s loading bar finally filled out and the game was ready to play.

“It’s done,” Mirai said, popping open his drink.

“Sending the invite now,” Gloomurai muttered.

“Invite?”

“We’re playing Co-op.”

“Ok, this is officially the best game ever!”

Gloomurai chuckled softly.

“I’m in,” Mirai chirped. 

“Cool. Ima play through the prologue so you can create your character.”

Mirai opened up the game and was immediately floored with the style.

“Aww,” Mirai gushed. “It’s a 16-bit rpg!”

“It’s like one of the biggest 16-bit farming games out there. It has become quite the staple in the “Cozy Gaming” community. Many are trying to replicate it, but we all know they’re just biters.”

“That’s annoying,” Mirai replied.

“Yep.”

“Oh, don’t get me started on popular games that bit before that claim other games are biting off of them.”

“UGH,” Gloomurai groaned. “Those people are the worst.”

After the prologue, Mirai’s character woke up in a little farm house. It was cute, and so were the graphics. Mirai was currently cleaning his yard when he saw Gloomurai’s character run by. He was cute. He had shaggy black hair, gold eyes, and a skull tee. Mirai chased after his character, throwing emotes as he circled around him. 

Gloomurai scoffed, “You look like a total chad.”

Mirai’s character had long blonde hair, green eyes, and a red varsity jacket.

“Hey,” Mirai shouted, “Gross. He’s supposed to look like a skater boy. Yours looks like one of those emo dudes.” 

“Whaddja name him?” Gloomy asked.

“Jasper,” Mirai chirped.

“Now he sounds like a pushover.”

Mirai laughed loudly. “What’s yours-no wait, I got it! Jorris!”

“What in Twisted Wonderland is Jorris?!”

Mirai cackled loudly. 

“And no, his name is Shadow.”

“Total e-boy name.”

“Can it.”

Mirai and Gloomurai ended up staying up too late, which Mirai regretted because of his early shift with Sam. But after two energy drinks and three donuts, Mirai got through his shift with just a little more energy. Sam seemed to notice his fatigue and let him off thirty minutes early without docking his pay. Mirai was so grateful as he dragged his feet home, he really had to buy the guy a card or something.

Mirai crashed as soon as he got home and before he knew it, it was six o’clock and his phone was blowing up on his bedside table. Mirai groggily reached for his phone and checked his notifications. It was his Keyboard chat. 

Fafnir: farm sesh

Fafnir: farm sesh

Fafnir: FARM SESH

Fafnir: FARM SESH

Fafnir: FARM SESH

PixieStic: OK ALREADY! IM COMING!

WarMachine: i’m down 

Roci: I’m coming, Darlings

Khan: Gross

Roci: TnT

Leslie: Leave Roci alone

PixieStic: You on Boss

Boss: Yeah

Mirai got up, brushed his teeth, and got a snack before hopping on the server. Spawning in, Mirai readied himself and fast traveled to Gloomurai where he and the Guild were Dark Recluses. Dark Recluses were a stronger version of the Recluse, which were humanoid spider monsters, and it looked like the Guild was in trouble. Roci’s Lancer Elf was low at health, Fafnir, a Dwarf Paladin Knight, was trying to protect Leslie’s Skeleton Thief, who was being cornered by three Dark Recluses. Leslie was warping in and out of the fray to keep from getting killed, War Machine, an Armored Wizard, was casting spells left and right, trying to cast buffs and debuffs to keep the team alive. GotSkill?’s Dark Mage couldn’t cast due to the AOE damage the Dark Recluses were doing, and with his elemental magic being the same elemental type the Spiders were, his damage was reduced. PixieStic’s Undead Archer was on the outskirts of the battlefield, trying to get good shots in without harming the team, and Metaboy’s Armored Knight was trying to protect him. And lastly, Gloomurai, the Reaper, was reviving when he needed to, getting some hits in, but he didn’t look too engaged. In the Guild Chat, everyone was yelling at each other, cursing and swearing, and blaming each other, it was a total mess.

Mirai first casted an group healing spell, putting the team back at full health. Next he casted a speed buff on Khan, Metaboy, and Fafnir, damage buffs on GotSkill, Leslie, and Roci, and lastly shields on GotSkill?, PixieStic, WarMachine, and Lesie. And like that, the team quickly got themselves together as if they never were falling apart to begin with. And three minutes later, they took down the Dark Recluses, taking their much needed drops.

“Apollo,” Roci cried, “My angel!”

“Hey,” Mirai rasped, voice still groggy from sleep.

“Thanks man,” WarMachine sighed.

“No problem,” Mirai said dismissively. 

“Boss,” Khan cried, “why didn’t you help us.”

“I’m only here to cast revives. You farm your own upgrade materials,” Gloomurai muttered out.

“But we were totally outnumbered!”

Gloomurai didn’t even respond, his avatar shrugging his shoulders.

“Apollo,” Metaboy cheered. “Nice outfit!”

“Oh! Yeah, I forgot I got this. Thanks,” Mirai yawned.

“Aw, Honey, you sound tired,” Roci crooned sympathetically. 

“Just woke up. I had work this mornin’ and I stayed up late last night.”

“Oh, yeah! I forgot you stayed later to farm your materials,” Fafnir gruffed. 

“Well I can’t take all the credit,” Mirai rasped, “If it weren’t for Gloomy, I wouldn't even have gotten the Elven Chains last night.”

The chat went silent, and Mirai thought he was lagging before the chat burst out in collective disdain.

“C’mon man,” Khan shouted.

“No fair,” Leslie griped.

“Are you kidding me?!” Fafnir gruffed.

“W-What, what's wrong?” Mirai stammered.

“Boss wouldn’t even help us just now, he never does,” PixieStic shouted.

“What gives?!” WarMachine gruffed.

“Apollo is still a noob, and he’s just a healer,” Gloomurai muttered dryly, “He can’t farm his own materials by himself.”

“He’s def not a noob anymore,” Khan shouted, “and he def can hold his own! You did his loadout, you should know!”  

“Yeah,” Leslie shouted. “When I first joined, you made me get my own stuff, saying that the world wasn’t gonna just hand it to me if I didn’t work for it!”

“I did not,” Gloomurai gruffed.

“Did too!”

Suddenly Roci gasped, “It’s because he’s a cat, isn’t it!”

The chat went silent yet again, before they all began heckling Gloomy over his favoritism. 

Mirai and Metaboy just laughed as Gloomurai tried to defend himself. 

Harvest Valley became their new obsession. Mirai would rush back to Ramshackle, set up, and wait for Gloomurai to invite him to their private server to play. Gloomurai was so invested, he even made a schedule. Monday through Thursday at seven to ten, they get on Harvest Valley, Fridays they raid, and after the guild logged off, they would switch games. On weekends, they tailored it to Mirai’s working schedule. 

They were currently in Summer in the game and Mirai was debating on who he should romance. 

“So, like, Harper is cool all, but she’s kinda boring,” Mirai muttered as they raided the caves. “But Sabrina’s kinda, I don’t know, nosey? A Pick me?”

“Uh huh,” Gloomurai muttered. “Shadow Monger on your left.”

“Got it! But then there’s the actual skater boy, Jack, and he’s a total sweetheart. Hu-”

“Wait, w-wait,” Gloomurai said, hurriedly, “Jack is a guy.”

“Details, details, potayto, potahto. But yeah, anyways, Hunter, he-”

“Y-You’re g-gay? W-Wait, no, I-I I didn’t, I, f-forget that! Y-you don’t, you don’t have to answer that!”

“Bi.”

“W-What?’ Gloomurai stuttered.

“I swing more towards men, but I’m Bi,” Mirai supplied nonchalantly. 

“O-Oh.”

“Does that bother you?”

“No, no! It’s cool! I’m good, I’m fine with it!”

“Okay, back to the real issue at hand.” Mirai didn’t even wait for the guy to speak up before he went off again. “Hunter, that sporty guy, he’s kinda cute, but he's too full of himself, total meathead.”

“O-Oh yeah, he so annoying,” Gloomurai muttered

“There’s the emo dude, uh, Seth! Yeah, Seth! He’s kinda hot, totally my type. Like, I don’t care if he’s a junkie, he gives me total bad boy vibes. He’s all mature, cooped up in his room, playing video games, doing drugs. Total shut-in material, but that’s what makes him even cuter.”

“Who’d like a disgusting shut-in?” Gloomurai sneered.

“Uh, me obviously! So who are you gonna romance?

“Ugh, no one.”

“What? Like, that’s the whole point!”

“No it’s not! You can totally beat this game without romancing anyone!”

“Then what’s the point?!”

“Lore! Duh!”

“Yeah, but like, romancing some of these character’s gives you more lore. Like some of these guys are mad shady.”

Gloomurai chuckled, “You said mad.”

“Says the guy who uses the word sus,” Mirai scoffed.

“What’s wrong with sus?!”

Their next session was longer than the last. Mirai had taken the middle shift, so he was free the rest of the day. And slowly but surely they were getting to know each other. They both liked Wendigo energy drinks and candy. They both were gamers, and highschool students, and they both were guys. But Mirai had learned that Gloomurai’s favorite color was blue, which was his favorite color. Gloomurai learned that Mirai liked rock music, which he didn’t mind, but anything closest to Techno and or EDM was always superior. Mirai learned the Gloomurai was quite the technophile, he even built and modded his own PC. And the more he got to know these little tidbits, the more Mirai fell.

“Favorite pizza topping,” Mirai rambled as he proceeded to place weird objects in Gloomurai’s house while he was out fishing.

“Can’t go wrong with cheese,” Gloomurai muttered.

“True. Candy?”

“Pomegranate Drops.”

“Are they really that good?”

“Uh, yeah,” Gloomurai said as if it was common knowledge. “Sweet sugar dusted outside, sour, tart, inside, a good hard candy crunch? You’re talking S-Tier candy eating experience.”

“I guess I’ll give them a try.”

After that, there was silence. As much as Mirai hated silence, but this type of silence wasn’t so bad, it was nice even. The game’s cute ost really set the calm and cozy mood, and if Mirai listened hard enough, he could hear the feedback from Gloomy’s end. There was the tall tale sound of Gloomurai’s keyboard and mouse, but behind all that, Mirai could make out the fans of his PC, the light techno music playing in the background, but most of all, Mirai could hear the soft muttering as he thought aloud. Mirai realized Gloomy had a habit of either thinking aloud or reading aloud, and he found it so cute. 

But other than that, Mirai likes these moments, just gaming in each other’s company. No one needed to say anything, they didn’t need to see each other, just listening to each other’s quiet breathing, gaming on the same server was enough.

“Apollo! What in Harvest Valley is in my house?!”

Mirai burst out in a fit of laughter.

It was finally here. After Mirai reached level fifty, Mirai was able to buy a Forever True phone charm. The game had it set up where you could buy their achievements in real life with the extra step of putting in their player ID. Mirai found it a cute and cool way to have players interact and support their game outside of it. 

Mirai pulled the shiny golden charm out of the box and stared at it in awe. It was so pretty, so shiny, and it was his. Mirai happily looped the band through his phone and pulled it taunt. It fit so perfectly, and it matched his phone case. Mirai couldn’t stare long, but he could definitely show it off as he walked to the Housewarden meet. Mirai was glad he had a warning in advance this time, that way if Malleus had already left, he wouldn’t be late.

Malleus hadn’t left yet, but he and Lilia were just about to leave themselves, so they happily walked to the Headmage’s office together.

“Ooh! Your charm came in,” Lilia commented, looking over at the dangling charm.

“Oh yeah! It came in this morning, and I just opened it before I left,” Mirai smiled.

“Sweet!”

“Although I know nothing of your little charm,” Malleus muttered, “It is quite charming.”

“Thanks Malleus,” Mirai smiled.

The three of them made it to the meeting where the rest of the Housewardens and their Vices were trickling in. Mirai greeted Riddle and Trey, who were no doubt the first one’s there, Azul and Jade, who greeted him back with their cold, calculating smiles, and lastly, Vil and Rook. Rook was more than happy to greet Mirai with big smiles and flowery words, but Vil kept his greetings short and practiced. When Kalim and Jamil waltzed in, Kalim was more than happy to throw himself in Mirai’s arms, nuzzling his face against his as he greeted him.

“Mi-Mi,” Kalim cried, “I’ve missed you! You should come over more often.”

“Aw Kalim, I’m sorry. I’ll visit tomorrow,” Mirai cooed, rubbing Kalim’s back. He then turned to Jamil, “Is that okay with you, Jamil?”

Jamil seemed a little surprised that Mirai was asking for his permission and not just agreeing to Kalim’s whims like everyone else did.

“Y-Yeah, sure, that’s fine,” Jamil muttered, fiddling with his hair.

“Cool,” Mirai said, turning away from Jamil, putting attention back on the dejected Housewarden, “I’ll be over at noon. That way we can chat over lunch. How’s that?”

Kalim nodded happily, “Mn! It’s a date!”

“‘Sup, Prefect,” Ruggie called as he waltzed in with Leona in tow.

“Yo,” Mirai greeted back.

“Cutting it close,” Riddle commented, not looking up from his stack of papers.

“Shut it, Red,” Leona growled.

Leona tried to get to his seat, but Mirai was still petting Kalim’s little head as they spoke.

“Move, Herbivore,” Leona said as he tried to shove his way past Mirai to his seat.

Kalim backed out of Mirai’s arms, but Mirai didn’t move.

“Hmm?” Mirai hummed, feigning to think hard on his request, “Why should I?”

“Herbivore,” Leona warned, “Move.”

“I don’t hear a please,” Mirai sang.

Leona snatched Mirai from the front of his shirt, and the room erupted in chaos as Leona lifted him up until he was eye level, growling, “you gotta death wish?”

“Nah, but it wouldn’t kill you to be nicer,” Mirai smirked.

Leona just rolled his eyes, dropping the Prefect to his feet, and on his way to his seat, he flicked Mirai on the forehead. Plopping into his seat, Leona slouched down so far that his head was resting on the back of the chair.

Mirai sat down in between Lilia and Riddle, and took out his phone. They still had five minutes and Headmage Crowley wasn’t even in the room, so Mirai checked the Keyboard chat. The guys were chit chatting and Mirai added to the conversation, and as he did, Lilia flicked at the charm on Mirai’s phone like a little cat.

The doors opened once more and slowly walking in, dragging his feet was Idia, hoodie zipped up to his neck as he nervously chewed on the zipper.

“What are you, five?” Vil spat, “Take that out of your mouth!”

Idia startled with a high pitched shriek, the zipper falling from his blue lips. 

“You’re three minutes late,” Riddle informed, glaring but not at Idia.

“The Headmage isn’t even here,” Idia’s tablet said.

“It doesn’t matter,” Riddle said, finally looking at Idia. “If the Headmage were here, you’d be late. One should always be on time, especially with your status as Housewarden, which you never take seriously.”

Idia didn’t say anything as he slunk to his seat in between Rook and Malleus, pulling his feet into the chair so that he was hidden from view. 

Mirai felt bad. With the many overbots that Mirai had to diffuse, he knew the lot of them had their own mix of issues, issues that he had to play therapist for, so not a single one of them had the right to criticize Idia’s social anxiety. And that was another thing, Mirai hated the fact that this world, and his last, viewed mental illness as something that could just be corrected with a snap of a finger, especially introverted based illnesses. Mirai wondered if he should defend Idia next time, or keep his mouth shut, since he knew sometimes that made things worse. 

“Mi-Mi?” Kalim called.

“Y-Yeah?” Mirai jumped from his thoughts, sitting up from his slouched position in his seat.

“What’s that?”

“What’s what?”

“That! The charm on your phone.”

“Oh,” Mirai shouted in realization, “That! Yeah, it just came in today. It’s from a game I play.”

“That’s cool,” Kalim chirped. “What’s it mean?”

“It’s an emblem that represents getting your avatar to level fifty. Here.”

Mirai stood up from his seat and walked across the room so that Kalim could see it better.

“Oh! So cool! It's so shiny,” Kalim said, handing it back. “Congratulations by the way.”

“Thanks,” Mirai chuckled, sitting back down. “But it’s nothing really. This is one of the smallest achievements you could get.”

“But you achieved it, so that makes it special,” Lilia added with a smile, tilting his head to the side.

Kalim nodded.

“I guess,” Mirai said thoughtfully. “But you should see the other ones. The guys in my guild are levels way higher than mine, so I bet they have all the cool stuff.”

“Show me some time?” Kalim asked.

“Sure. I can show you tomorrow.”

“Mn! And we can make charms of our own, to show our friendship! Don’t worry, I have a bunch of gold shiny things we can use.”

Mirai chuckled. “How about we make it ourselves? I can teach you how to braid using ribbon, string, and some beads.”

“Mn,” Kalim nodded excitedly.

“Saps,” Leona gruffed, eyes closed.

“Aww, don’t worry Leona, I can make you one too,” Mirai teased. 

“Over my dead body.”

Mirai sneakily reached his leg forward and quickly swiped at Leona’s outstretched leg, causing the Beastman to fall off the chair with a gasp, his arms flailing as he tried to catch himself, eyes wide. Leona just barely caught himself before he fit the floor, and once he righted himself, he glared at the Ramshackle Prefect.

Mirai cackled, Ruggie, Trey, Vil, Azul, Jade, Lilia and Malleus following suit. 

“Herbivore,” Leona growled menacingly, standing from his seat and just before he could reach Mirai, the doors flew open, the Headmage strolling in like he wasn’t twenty minutes late for his own meeting. 

“Apologies my beloved students, but Professor Trein had important matters to discuss,” Headmage Crowely apologized without a hint of remorse. 

The room collectively held back a groan and an eye-roll, while Kalim just smiled and accepted his apology.

“But how benevolent of me to give you the wonderful opportunity to better your relationships with each other,” the Headmage all but gushed.

Riddle cleared this through, gaining the attention of the whole room, “With all due respect sir, I find it’d be in all of our best interest to start this meeting. We are busy people, and I’d like to be back before Trey and I break curfew.”

The rest of the room nodded respectfully. 

“Oh yes, forgive me, Mr. Rosehearts,” Headmage Crowley said, sitting down in his seat. “Let us begin.”

The moment the meeting dismissed Crowley was out of earshot, Mirai booked it down the hall cackling as Leona chased after him, hot on his heels, and by the time the rest of the group made it to the courtyard, Leona had the Ramshackle Prefect in a headlock. 

“Tap out, Herbivore,” Leona growled a laugh, “Tap out!”

“Never,” Mirai laughed.

“Suit yourself.”

“That looks like fun,” Kalim shouted, and before Jamil could stop him, he was sprinting over to Leona, tackling him into the grass below.

“Get ‘em, Kalim,” Mirai shouted, jumping onto Leona as well. 

Ruggie guffawed, holding his stomach as Leona struggled against the two of them.

“Ignore them,” Riddle huffed, sticking his nose up as he walked by.

The group was just getting to Main Street when Azul spoke up. “I didn’t know you were a gamer, Prefect.”

“Huh?” Mirai jumped, taking his eyes off his Keyboard Server, “Oh, yeah, that. Yeah, I used to game a lot back in high school, but once I graduated, I had to work more than anything to pay rent.”

“But you are in high school,” Vil said with a raised eyebrow.

“Technically I’ve already graduated back home, but since that blasted carriage kidnapped me, I now have three more years added to my suffering.”

Ruggie snickered.

“Sucks to be you,” Leona gruffed.

“What were your games like back at home,” Lilia asked. 

“Uhh,” Mirai said, fiddling with the phone charm, “I mean, it’s basically the same as it is here. FPSs, MMORPGs, Cozy Games, Platform Games, we had them all. I typically like RPGs, MMORPGs, FPSs, and Cozy games, but I tend to lean toward farming RPGs.”

“Whatever you just said,” Leona gruffed.

Mirai stuck his tongue out at Leona, and Leona swatted at him from the back of the group.

“You should check out the board game club,” Azul suggested. “I know it’s not electronic, but it’s quite fun.”

“No, no, it’s cool,” Mirai said reassuringly. “I like board games, card games especially. We have one at home that is like the pinnacle of all card games, I could teach you if you’d like?” 

“Just name the date, and it’s done.”

“Ok, cool.”

As they passed the vending machine, Mirai eyed the drinks, and before they got too far, Mirai cut through the group, pulled out two marks and put them in the machine. Once the machine dropped his drink, Mirai promptly cracked the Wendigo open and took a swig.

“You drink that trash?” Leona asked, disgusted.

Mirai snapped his head up and the group hadn’t moved. 

“You didn’t have to wait for me,” Mirai said, highly confused. 

There was a clatter and the group turned around just in time to see Idia pull a Wendigo from the machine. Idia seemed to sense the staring gazes and froze up.

“See,” Mirai said laughing, “Idia’s a man of culture. He knows what’s up.”

Riddle rolled his eyes.

“I salute you, O’ great one,” Mirai said, raising his can in mock cheer.

Idia breathed a laugh, raising his can.

“I can’t believe you put that stuff in your body,” Vil sighed disappointingly. 

“Oh, honey, Vil,” Mirai said, smirking, “This isn’t even the worst thing I’ve consumed or put in my body.”

Vil scoffed, rolling his eyes and he walked ahead.

Mirai laughed loudly.

“Okay, now I’m curious,” Ruggie says, speeding up to walk in time with Mirai. “What was the worst?”

“I do not want to know,” Riddle fumed.

“Nor do I,” Vil said.

Mirai chuckled as he leaned towards Ruggie and whispered into his ear. Ruggie snickered.

“Really?!” Ruggie said, eyes wide.

“Mn.”

“Dang, I would’ve-wait, never mind, I can see it now.”

Mirai cackled.

“What’d he say,” Azul asked.

Ruggie looked at Mirai, and Mirai just waved him off. Ruggie pulled Azul to the back of the group where he muttered what Mirai had said.  

“Well, color me surprised,” Azul said blankly.

“Alright,” Loana sighed, “just say it.”

“Now, I too, am curious,” Malleus said, intrigued. 

“I was an avid smoker, sue me,” Mirai said, shrugging.

There was a beat of silence.

“Mirai,” Vil scolded loudly. “Tell me you’re lying!”

Mirai snorted a laugh, “Then I’d be lying.”

“Mirai,” Riddle yelled, face going red in anger. “Why would you do such a thing?!”

“Not going into the details of that,” Mirai said as he veered off to the path of Ramshackle. “Later party people.”

Mirai had started thinking about his current predicament, and that was that he was crushing on his upperclassman, Idia Shroud, who was quite literally shrouded in mystery and his sexy sounding Guild Master, who he knew little to nothing about. Sure, Mirai knew in both areas that he had absolute zero chance. One, he had no idea where his Guild Master lived, or if he really was who he said he was, so really, he had fallen in love with the person he made up in his head. But Idia was so close, yet so far. He went to the same school as him, and they saw each other quite a few times, but from what Mirai learned, Idia was a total recluse. Idia never left his room for anything, you had to legit drag him out kicking and screaming. And on top of that, he didn't have the best rep here at NRC, it was all either negative or nothing at all.

Mirai had just gotten done hanging with Kalim and decided to pay Crewel a visit. He liked hanging with Crewel, who was becoming a mentor and or father figure of sorts to him. Mirai would go to the Alchemy Professor with his problems, and Crewel would give him the advice he needed.

“It’s hopeless,” Mirai sighed, as he played with Crewel’s dog.

“What is?” Professor Crewel asked from his desk.

“My love life.”

Professor Crewel scoffed, “What are you on about?”

Mirai sighed as he crossed the room to sit beside Crewel. “Like there’s this guy I like, but it’s like we live in two totally different worlds.”

“How so?”

“I’ve only seen him in passing, and he’s so pretty, but he doesn't talk to me at all, I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know I exist. But then again, I think I’ve fallen for my Guild Master.”

“Okay, I have no idea what a Guild Master is, but I might know the pup you speak of. Do you have his name?”

“Idia.”

Crewel just sighed.

Mirai chuckled a bit, leaning across Crewel’s desk, which earned him a glare that he ignored.

“Of all of the bad dogs in this school, you choose Shroud?” Professor Crewel asked, an eyebrow raised.

“But he’s so cool. His hair quite literally burns, he’s got the prettiest blue lips, the cutest sharp teeth, and the deepest eyebags I’ve ever seen. He’s got like three of the best features any hot guy should have,” Mirai rambled dreamily.

Crewel just started at Mirai like he had grown another head.

“But like, I’ve only kinda spoken with him, well, no not really, usually I talk at him, and if he does answer, he uses his tablet. Is he mute or just shy?”

“Shroud is a terrible introvert, as shut-in most times. He’s lazy, he never attends class, and usually will make his younger brother go to class in his stead.”

“He has a little brother?” Mirai asked.

“Ortho Shroud. He’s not hard to miss because he’s a child and an artificial one at that.”

“Artificial? Like a robot?”

“Exactly.”

“That’s cool,” Mirai said absentmindedly.

Mirai thought of his life growing up, secluded, excluded, and alone. If only he was smart enough, he could’ve built a brother to play with.

“I’ve always wanted a brother,” Mirai muttered quietly, “I wouldn’t care if he wasn’t human, as long as I had someone to talk to, to play with, I’d be okay.”

Crewel sighed and ran a gloved hand through Mirai’s hair. “I haven’t a clue on how to help you this time, but to tell you keep trying. Now quit moping and give Spot his walk.”

“You mean Poppyseed Muffin,” Mirai smirked as the puppy perked up at the name.

“That is not his name!”

“C’mon, baby! C’mon, Poppyseed Muffin,” Mirai cooed in a baby voice. “Say bye to Daddy.”

The puppy instantly jumped up from his spot at Crewel’s feet and yapped excitedly, tail wagging as Mirai leashed him. Crewel glared at Mirai as he walked out with the dog. 

“What am I gonna do with that child,” Crewel sighed fondly.

The sun had long set, the now moon high in the cloudy starry sky. It was a nice enough night to leave the window open, the breeze a comforting as it brushed against Mirai’s skin as he gamed at his desk. And speaking of gaming, Mirai was currently playing Forever True.

Mirai was messing around with Roci, Leslie, and Khan, the four of them making their characters do weird emotes that they found funny. 

“Apollo,” Gloomurai called.

“Yeah?” Mirai laughed as his character started acting like a chicken.

“Let’s go play Harvest Valley,” Gloomurai muttered.

“Okay!”

“Woah, woah, woah! Since when have you two been so buddy buddy?!” Khan asked incredulously. 

“Whaddaya mean?” Mirai asked.

“Hey, now that you mention it,” PixieStic cut in, “The Boss has been playing favorites, hasn’t he?”

“I am not,” Gloomy shouted.

“Are too,” GotSkill? yelled. “You’ve been helping Apollo with any chance you get!”

“You wouldn’t even help us raid last week,” WarMachine gruffed, “But you helped Apollo.”

“You did,” Leslie agreed.

“He’s only level seventy six, miles lower than the rest of us, mind you. He can’t fight the mobs we normally take on,” Gloomy defended. 

“Admit it,” Fafnir goaded, “you’re playing favorites! You like Apollo don’t you?!”

Gloomurai made a garbled noise from his end, and the chat erupted in laughter.

“And it’s all because he’s a cat,” Leslie shouted.

The game chat erupted in laughter.

Mirai’s face grew hot, more than relieved that the guys couldn’t see him at all. That had caught him majorly off guard. He had really thought they suspected the ladder, not that Mirai would have minded, but he really was trying to get over his crush on the guy. 

“Cozy games bore me,” Khan muttered absentmindedly.

“Yeah, those put me to sleep, especially the farming ones,” Leslie agreed.

“I could care less for the romance aspect,” Warmachine commented. 

“Since you scrubs don’t appreciate the absolute masterpiece that is Harvest Valley, Apollo is the only one allowed to play with me,” Gloomurai grumbled. 

“Alright, alright,” Mirai laughed. “If yall don’t need me, I’ll be logging off.”

“Bye bye, Darling!” Roci called.

“See ya, dude,” Khan called.

“Bye Rocinante, bye Khan, bye guys,” Mirai called.

Mirai logged off and booted up Harvest Valley, and not a second later, Gloomy was inviting him to a private party. Mirai couldn’t even get a word in before Gloomurai’s voice filled his headset.

“Whadda they know about Harvest Valley? Am I the only one who’s based here? Cozy gaming is one of the best types of games out there. Can you even call yourself a gamer if you can’t even pick up a cozy game?”

Mirai laughed loudly. “Just ignore them. They clearly don’t know what they are missing.”

Gloomurai scoffed, “Obviously.”

Once the save was up, they got back into the swing of things. Mirai was currently trying to build his barn upgrade, while Gloomy was trying to fill the research center. They tended to split the work with that, the research center, Mirai did all the farm based and foraging items, while Gloomurai did all the fishing and mine based items.

“So you know how I was telling you that this game gets updated?” Gloomurai asked.

“Yeah, I think so,” Mirai muttered, his focus more on the slimes that were trying to kill him.

“So like this used to be way harder to complete, like some of the items you couldn’t get until year three. But now that we have a traveling merchant that comes by, she'll sometimes sell the items we need.”

“Oh, so we can just buy them, instead of struggling.”

“Yep.”

“That’s cool.”

12:45

“I’m naming the dark chicken after you,” Mirai laughed.

“Why?!” Gloomurai asked.

“Cus! It’s all dark and gloomy, like you are!”

“You makin’ fun of me?!”

“Nope!”

1:33

“Hey, Apollo,” Gloomurai called. “What fishing level are you at?”

“Zero,” Mirai laughed.

“Why is it at fricking zero?!”

“Cus,” Mirai groaned, “I hate fishing. It’s too hard, and boring.”

“How is it hard?!” Gloomurai shouted. “You’re pressing one frickin’ button!”

Mirai laughed.

2:07

“Ugh,” Gloomurai groaned. “I gotta go back up, I'm about to die.”

“Ooh! Ooh! Here! I bought some food! Here,” Mirai said, giving Gloomy’s character some food.

“Thanks man.”

“No problem! Now help me take out these skeletons before I die.”

Gloomurai snorted a laugh.

3:54

“Gloomy,” Mirai whined.

“No,” Gloomurai muttered

“Please.”

“No.”

“But-”

“Should’ve thought about that before you changed my wallpaper.”

“I’m sorry,” Mirai laughed. “I won’t do it again.”

There was silence.

“Tonight,” Mirai snickered.

“Bastard,” Gloomurai gruffed, but relented, giving Mirai the fish he had stolen from his chest.

“Yay,” Mirai cheered.

Mirai and Gloomurai played for a good while. The two of them got through ten levels of the caves, they got through to the next season, and they also finished two research center bundles. Mirai liked playing with Gloomy, his company was nice, and their banter, funnier. Gloomy liked to poke fun, always bragging when Mirai couldn’t do something himself and other times, Gloomurai was saying some off the wall rude remarks, but it was never truly toward Mirai. 

And this had Mirai thinking long after they had got off for the night. Did Gloomy really like Mirai like his Guildmates implied? At first Mirai really thought it was because his character was a cat, but then again, it seemed more than that. Gloomy tended to make Mirai his top pick for anything, even with his hatred for lack of experience. He needed a partner for a dungeon run? He picked Mirai. Gloomy needed help on a side quest? He picked Mirai. Gloomy needed to farm for upgrade materials? He picked Mirai. He also didn't give Mirai lip when he messed up, died, or asked for help like he did with the others.And Mirai was starting to see it while they played Harvest Valley together. Gloomy liked leaving little items in his storage chest, they were “extras” or so he was told. Gloomy even danced with his character at the spring gala when Mirai couldn’t get Seth to dance with his character. Mirai was severely confused and his head was starting to hurt, but then again, maybe that was from the lack of sleep, so Mirai decided to just lie down.

[sanchoyo]

5, 6, 16, 17, and 50 :3c

5. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

no. I used to, but my cat is a MENACE!! who tries to ATTACK THEM and will tear them up (despite having pLENTY of soft toys to play with. smh. its like..she cant tell the difference between 'soft toy she is allowed to chew' and 'soft toy that is MINE'...cat sized brain -_-...) so now the stuffed animals stay on the Shelf or Dresser, and I simply cuddle my cat like she is a little baby when its sleeping time instead. and shes gotta accept it bc shes the reason i do not have plushies on the bed anymore....take responsibility miss zilla....😤

6. Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

ohhh hard question. it rly depends on my mood ngl. I love doing both! I ...think if I HAD to pick. I'd choose writing actually... its a bit less time consuming and easier lately. this answer could change in a week tho :")

16. Want any tattoos? What of? 

yeah!! I already have one I lowkey wanna get removed bc it was impulsive and im bored of it LMAO but id wanna replace it with a birth of venus tribute, and I kinda want one sleeve thats ocean + nature themed, and one sleeve that's...vaguely rococo themed with lil tributes to other stuff I love too (omg a lil cinnamoroll tat would b so cute, possibly some pokemon and a lil masha too??) and I have HAD a tmm tat concept sketched out forever but it'd be a bigger piece, so im not sure WHERE id get it on my body, possibly...a chest/collar area placement would be ideal.... hm. also ive always wanted a lil something around my ankle, maybe a floral piece or smth. or a lil dragon around my ankle for poor 17 yr old me who threw a FIT over not being allowed to get a tat at that age HAHA shout-out to them bc that was funny asf looking back. anyway YES I want more tats but Money u know. :")

17. Want any piercings? Where? 

look I respect and love the way they look on other ppl but No none for me. i used to have my ears pierced but let them grow in. im lowkey very anxious/paranoid that if I got any piercings someone would try to fight me and Rip Them Out and its very irrational but very Scary to think abt. (or that theyd be around my mouth and get caught on food and id swallow them or smth kjadsfhkj) my paranoia simply Wont Allow it. But again. they are VERY cool on other ppl, esp the more alternative/big ones!! i love to see em 🥺

50. Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

ohh wait does this question mean i..come up with a question for myself lol?? or am I misreading. anyway im choosing to make this question 'what drawings are u working on rn' bc I want to Ramble abt that. I am CURRENTLY working on (4) diff magical girl drawings bc im putting together a mini magical girl zine + coloring book :) im having fun!! and should be posting previews within the next week or so if all goes according to schedule.... after I finish that I also want to draw a blue knight + ichigo drawing with some cute redesigns I did forever ago hehe :3 very excited for tmmn s2.....aaaaa they are so cute im literally like...getting so happy just seeing screenshots and new fanart of them i love them sm.....

tysm for asking jace!!!! <333

[lqfiles]

I SPEDDD

and do not worry i am at my house now 🫡 but omg the new update was so good i like how mark is always the BRO dude and y/n is so valid for wanting jaehyun’s number… ME BRO ME TOO

hehe but you cooked so good and guess what? i ate it up like usual 🤭 YESSSS YESSSS YOU DESERVE SO MANY BUBBLES IN CELEBRATION 🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧

but the fair was good! it was Bella’s first time and i got a picture of her smiling 🥹 it was so cute and it was awkward bc since it’s a small neighborhood, i know everyone 🧍🏻‍♀️ (thanks to my mom and bella ✊🏼😔) and YES BELLA THINKS SHE OWNS THE PLACE DUDE OMG this girl was crying bc I didn’t allow her to bite my finger 😒

but trust me, i will always be here 😈 (yo ngl that sounds like a threat but i swear it isn’t!!)

YOU DID SO AMAZING THO I LOVE THE UPDATES AND I CANT WAIT FOR MORE YOU AMAZING HUMAN BEING (AND TALENTED WRITER)

- 🫧

(also my dad cut bella’s hair and she kinda looks funny but cute 🥲)

its just very natural to write mark as a bro dude because that’s litch what he is like fr 😭😭 but thank you aaahhh i’m happy >O< we all want jaehyun’s number she’s very real for taking every opportunity to ask lolll

wait that’s so cute 🥹🥹 hope bella got to play with the other dogs in your neighborhood and i’m happy the fair was good! i feel kinda envious that you know majority of your neighbourhood, i wish my area was like that but every is so kept to themselves here lmao and bella is so 😭😭😭 ENTITLED MUCH like tell her to find a different chew toy that isn’t your hand 😒 the haircut was her payback for all that behaviour (hope she’s liking it tho lmaoo)

i know it’s affectionate i’m happy you’ll be here <33 i love getting little life updates from you and bella BUT THANK YOU YOURE MUCH MORE AMAZING AND ILYSM!!

[luckyduck0]

Melancholy of A Wizard

—

A gloomy haze of fog trailed around the estate. Creating somewhat of a uneasy feeling, to outsiders at least. Inside the mansion owned by none other than the Wizard famous for destroying one of the King’s palaces, a flame burned in the fire place, sending dark smoke up the chimney and into the clouded sky.

The Wizard himself was lying on the velvet sofa, which he stole from a noble after they refused to pay for his services. Quite a few of things were..in other words, borrowed from his many contractors. He seemed to always get on people’s bad side, no matter what he did. The man could be sitting in a room by himself and rumors will stir.

He suddenly sighed, realizing that his thoughts once again got in the way of his concentration. Currently, he was reading a novel, something about two lovers being separated by circumstance.

He wasn’t particularly interested, but as per the request of Hestia to broaden his horizons, he continued to read. His tastes laid in more abstract forms of art. Such as paintings, or depressing poetry. Romance had never been his strong suit, seeing as he had little to no experience with it.

All throughout his youth, the Wizard had focused on being at the top. Nothing else mattered, the only thing that did was him winning above all else. He sees how childish that line of thinking was, as it only ended in him staying in a dingy, derelict mansion with a nagging, motherly spirit to bother him.

However, the alternative would be to face trial from the Royal Court, for destroying a palace and many of his other crimes. So, in retrospect, such living conditions weren’t the most unbearable.

“Orion, please, you should get some rest.” Hestia calls, her voice echoing around the room.

“Not now, Hestia. You insisted I read this book, so I am. Please don’t disturb me, you know how I hate being distracted while reading.” Orion said, gesturing her away with a wave of his hand.

A sigh emanates from every corner of the room, as though she was everywhere all at once. Orion feels her presence vanish as Hestia moves to another part of the house, or more, her spirit moves.

Orion reads over the same paragraph six times before giving up, shutting the book and tossing it on the coffee table.

“Absolute rubbish. How could anyone find that entertaining? All that damned book talks about is love and longing. Surely there are much more important things to worry about…” Orion shook his head, standing up and heading to the kitchen.

He takes his time, chewing on a slice of bread before brewing up a coffee for himself. One of the better parts of living (almost) alone, is that he needn’t share anything, or require the politeness to ask. It used to be like that back at the school, where being respectful was absolutely necessary.

How he did not miss it.

Sipping the bitter drink from the mug, Orion walked throughout the house, soon reaching the second floor, where his room awaited him. Upon entering, Orion noticed the balcony doors were slightly ajar, letting a draft in.

“Damn you, Hestia…” He mumbled, setting down his mug and shutting the door with aggression.

Clearly, the spirit did not like being blown off.

Changing into a night shirt and pants, Orion finishes the cup before settling into bed. He stared at the ceiling for some time, admiring the mural of some heavenly event. Sure, he didn’t waste his time with worshipping the gods, but he could appreciate talent where it was due.

Soon, his eyes begin to slip closed, as a dream lulls him into sleep.

—

He’s kinda cunty ngl

[outofcontexturi]

Thu 23rd feb 2023 journal 22:30

today has been tiring. I haven’t eaten properly and I’ve had a headache for god knows how long. I’m gonna rest and fuck off this showcase shit for the day cause that’s all I’ve been doing. I’ve not given any time to myself and pretty much all this time to stressing about showcase cause I’m having to do double the work. I fucking hate this feeling and I do want it to end. I’m nervous and excited for showcase but time really is of the essence right now. I listened to kanye this morning and i felt amazing. I felt like I could do anything. These long days have to pay off man. I’m praying I get the right agent and hopefully it comes after showcase. I mean the journey isn’t done if I don’t but I would really like to get one. A part of me feels like I’ve bitten off more than I can chew with helping out Kiziana with her showcase but she’s chosen such a good scene for the both of us so that’s that on that. Moses on the other than is fucking difficult to work with but I love him he just takes so long to get into things and when time is of the essence it’s hard not to get angry with the guy. I feel like a fuse ready to snap when he does things cause it’s like why are you trying to piss me off bro when you should be trying to help me right now. The good thing about this is that I won’t be doing this again with him cause I don’t think I’d want this stress ngl. I just had jelly for dinner cause that’s what the life of a student actor is. I’m glad I’m documenting this moment so that when I look back I’ll remember the struggle and be grateful to wherever I am when I get to where I want to get to. It’s 22:38pm right now. Lights are off in the room. Bed room heater is on. New Wayne song just dropped. AirPods are in. Phone is on dnd. I thought about Honey today. It’s so hard to let someone you love go. I went back to our convos and just laughed cause she’s funny lmao. You deep how hard life is when the people you want aren’t around. My heart still feels cold(er). I still need therapy. I still need a job. I still need to live my life and do things. No freedom just yet. Which sucks but whatever. Just turnt the heater off: my bed is warm enough to thaw my heart now. It’s 22:44pm. I’m hungry. Might watch Avatar the last airbender. Then call it a day. Have a long day tomorrow and then the weekend will be long. The thing is, I HAVE TO FIND A WAY OUT CAUSE IF I DONT NO ONE WILL DO IT FOR ME. So yeah I can cry and complain about how shitty life is right now but it will end and these moments and feelings will end and maybe tomorrow won’t feel like this and maybe I’ll have eaten properly or got some nice sleep or felt good about myself or something idk that fact of the matter is I’m going to get whatever I need to get done BY ANY MEANS. cause that’s what I do. That’s what I’ve been doing. I don’t have to be the smartest person to do that I just have to have a spirit that doesn’t give up and luckily for me I have that so I should be fine. I’m also thinking about Nolu. I hope she’s fine. I think I remember speaking to her on Monday but that feels like forever ago with everything going on at lamda right now. Days seem to be merging together and I don’t have the energy to remember them they way I want to right now. I want to close off from the world but idk how useful that would be. This phone is on 30%. It’s 22:50pm. Last year today I wanted to kill myself I remember. I wanted to commit suicide. Kinda happy I didn’t. I did however look outside of a window at school today and there’s Barons Court station just there and I thought to myself “the way I’m feeling is probably jump” but that was earlier when I was really really stressed and tired and hadn’t eaten a fucking meal so I don’t blame myself for being dramatic. I was never gonna jump or break the glass and jump for anyone reading not that I care if you care or don’t care. I’m gonna get ready for bed and watch avatar (probably). Let’s pray tomorrow is kinder than today was and pray that I get these lines in. It’ll work out in my favour. The universe is working with me to get me where I need to be.