#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........

[0alix0]

veilguard armor slander №2 Helmets

ngl DA didn't really had super cool helmets but those we had previously were, at worst, just kinda goofy (mage cowls my beloveds) yet still believable for a dark fantasy setting

............ now, this garbage, on the other hand

okok i'll star with something more or less serviceable. nice colors and unique shape, but............... honey i love you but how the hell do you see anything in this???

one of the few helmets in the game that look like they can at least somewhat protect your head. YET the scale mail looks awful. straight up awful. it's too big. too thick. the blue feathers look idiotic and like they're held in place by a duct tape and hope, because no sane person would place them on the forehead and as a comparison, here's almost the same helmet in inquisition

the only somewhat good helmets belong to veiljumpers and (partially) minrathous. but even here we have problems like these horns. looks cool, ngl, but these horns are just way too large (they're almost intertwined with the bow) the other one is just woody

I actually liked the idea* of the headwrap BUT why doesn't it match the icon????? where's the golden jewelry that look like loop earrings? where's the golden chains(?) coming from that forehead pearl?? could've been great, unfortunately isn't, still one of my favorite helmets of the game

and as you can see the icon/3d model inconsistencies just go downhill from there this one isn't nearly as bad as some others but it's still sad how it lost its cool cape/hood the golden texture too! what happened bioware???? i know some people made fun of inquisition for being too sparkly but making everything look plastic-y is clearly not the way

i'll never shut up about how much bioware fucked up kal-sharok in EVERY direction

why are the colors completely different from the ones in the picture???

why so little chainmail??? why doesn't it cover her heck?? you have fabric/material physics bioware, it's not 2010, literally nothing can stop you from

and heres a problem you might've already noticed on previous pictures....

THE HEADSOCK HEADSOCK EVERYWHERE WHY??? yeah you have long hair but so what??? it has physics don't bullshit me as if you can't make it work cuz modders can or you could've just make more realistic battle-suited how about that, huh???????

.............................................i am at a loss of words ok, ok, this shit.... i never in my goddamn life would've guessed what setting it belongs to, let alone the game, let alone the faction IN that game (minrathous) why it so ugly? why is it blue and looks like a chewed plastic? what is that sigil in the center? how can you even see wearing it? why it's levitating? oh shit i'm sorry, apparently everything is levitating in Tevinter now, how could i forgot.........

and you know what i probably forgot some

[camelspit]

Brant [REDACTED] by @tw-5

Fintan Pyren by @crescentpaws

Definition of a sexyman: An often pathetic and/or evil man who is sexy (but perhaps not in the conventional sense)

Propaganda:

Brant [REDACTED]:

"arson kinda hot ngl" anonymous

"he accidentally killed his fiancee?? he's been traumatized ever since?? tricked his parents-in-law into thinking his mind had shattered for the past 15 years?? secretly a firey dude and part of an evil rebel group?? what more do you want..." @icantrememberwhoiwaslastdecember

Fintan Pyren:

"he's like if a chewed on and half-dead rodent was a twink" anonymous

"twink, need i say more" anonymous

"Okay, let's be real. Fintan is HOT. Bro's the kind of person that makes you nervous. Good or bad, whatever. And I KNOW he gets a lot of hate, but let's be real. The only reason I'd join their cult- I mean the Neverseen, is because of HIM. Like, @/maxcrescentpaws art of him.... My friend that absolutely HATES Fintan, well, after seeing some fanart...." anonymous

"girl idk i just am hyper fixated on this bitch and want gethen to lose by an embarrassing amount" @luigimangionesjailcell

"I love all of them in different ways, but also FINTAN 😍" @kyeiscrying

"f slur (lovingly)" anonymous

"He's a twink with fire powers, you should utilize that!" @skia-tumb

"Three words: HOT. AS. FUCK." anonymous

"he's absolutely pathetic. and evil. also did i mention he's gay? and he has a cool backstory that shannon better elaborate on or imma throw hands" anonymous

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[cafecitoygorditas]

Drifting Lines | Han Lue

Summary: friends pretending there’s nothing between them

a/n: let’s pretend this is a prequel of this :P

https://www.tumblr.com/cafecitoygorditas/783691482832977920/han-lue-tokyo-drift

anyways ngl this kinda booty cheeks but Sung Kang fine af. Shoutout

WC: 1400?

Tokyo was loud. Not in the way New York or LA was loud, but a different kind of electric. Neon lights buzzed above your head as the sound of low-revving engines and scattered bursts of laughter colored the night air. You were new to this rhythm, but it didn't take long to find your pulse in it.

You had only been in Japan for a few weeks. A handful of late-night runs through the mountains with borrowed wheels and a name passed from one drifting circle to the next had already earned you a whisper of a rep. Not bad for an outsider.

That's when you first noticed him.

Han.

Noticed—not met.

He never said more than a few words the first time you locked eyes at a meet in Shibuya. You were leaning against your ride, as he strolled past you, casually chewing on Pocky like this whole thing was just a lazy Friday.

He looked at your car first.

Then at you.

"Clean lines," he said, nodding slightly.

You nodded back, a smirk tugging at your lips. "Yours too."

And just like that, he was gone.

You saw him again a few nights later, parked on the edge of a multi-level garage where the Tokyo skyline glowed in the distance. Same calm eyes. Same unreadable half-smile. Word of mouth told you he was one of the best, but the way he carried himself told you he didn’t need anyone to say it.

You exchanged a few greetings over the next week. A nod here. A short “Nice run” there. It was casual. He wasn’t trying to impress, and neither were you. That’s probably why he kept noticing.

Then, finally, came the meet in Yokohama.

The night air was thick with exhaust and excitement. Someone had set up LED strips under their chassis, and a crowd gathered to watch a two-car drift exhibition. You were standing near your car again, running a rag over the hood. Familiar footsteps approached, deliberate and unhurried.

“New paint job?” Han asked, appearing beside you with his arms crossed, a lollipop in place of his usual Pocky.

You glanced at him. “Nah. Just clean. Not everyone treats their car like a trash can y’know.”

A subtle grin pulled at his mouth. “You talk to everyone like that, or am I special?”

You raised a brow. “I don’t talk to most.”

Which wasn’t a complete lie.

Han laughed softly, a warm, low sound that cut through the noise of revving engines and blasting music. “That makes me feel better.”

You tilted your head, curious. “You needing reassurance Han?.”

He looked at you for a beat, like he was measuring something—not judging, just reading. Then, casually:

“Just wanted a reason to keep talking to you.”

You paused, then smiled. “Next time, try ‘hi.’ It’s easier.”

He shrugged. “Where’s the fun in easy?”

—

Days blurred into nights and meets bled into mod sessions at the garage. The air always smelled like rubber, gasoline, and something unspoken hanging between you and Han. The kind of tension no one called out loud but everyone noticed.

You weren’t together, technically. But no one else dared flirt with you, and he didn’t entertain anyone else, either.

He’d show up behind you mid-conversation, casually drape an arm around your shoulders like he’d always belonged there. Or lean over you under the hood of a car, hands brushing too close to yours. His warm arms locking you in place while his breath lingered near your ear.

You never pulled away.

At the garage, you became part of the scene—more than just a racer. You knew your way around an engine, and you weren’t afraid to get your hands dirty. The others respected that. Han respected you.

Nights were often filled with shared glances across the bay, tossed tools, sarcastic remarks, and moments of stillness where you caught him watching you when he thought you weren’t looking.

And then came that night.

The crew had gone out partying after a big win on the docks. You’d raced a guy who underestimated you, drifted tighter and smoother than anyone expected.

Later, you both ended up back at Han’s place, the music from the party next door bleeding through the walls—deep bass rattling the loose tools on the work bench.

You were lying side by side on the couch. The lights were low, the room washed in a soft glow from the kitchen. Han had one arm behind his head, the other toying with your fingers lazily, watching as they went back and forth from their resting state.

Neither of you spoke for a long while.

Then, finally, he asked, voice low, almost too soft to catch.

“You ever think about what we are?”

You blinked, still staring at the ceiling. “I try not to.”

He let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah.”

Silence.

The kind that stretched out. Not awkward, just loaded.

Your voice was quieter this time. “But you know they all think we are, right?”

Han tilted his head lazily toward you. “Yeah. I know.”

You turned slightly, eyes meeting his. “And you’ve never corrected them.”

He shrugged. “Neither have you.”

That hung in the air for a second.

You shifted closer, enough that your knee bumped his. He didn’t move away. Instead, he turned toward you fully, his hand now trailing along your wrist, fingers brushing the inside of it gently.

“You ever wonder if we were to stop pretending?” you asked, eyes searching his.

Han’s expression didn’t change much, but you knew him well enough to see the flicker of something behind his eyes. Restraint. Want.

“All the time,” he said finally.

Your throat tightened a little. The music outside seemed to fade, like the whole city was holding its breath.

“So why haven’t we?” you whispered.

His thumb ran a lazy circle against your skin. “Because once we do, it changes everything.”

You didn’t say anything right away. You just looked at him, heartbeat a little faster, breathing a little slower. His gaze was steady now. No teasing. No smirking. Just raw honesty.

“I don’t want to mess up what we have,” he admitted.

Your fingers found his, locking in a slow, certain grip. “Then don’t.”

Another beat of silence passed. Then Han leaned in, forehead barely brushing yours.

The air between you was no longer still.

It was charged—like the silence before tires screeched into motion. That edge, that heartbeat right before a race, when you feel everything tilt but don’t pull away. That was what this felt like now.

You could feel his breath, steady but quieter now.

“You always this cautious?” you asked, your voice hushed.

He pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, eyes dark and steady. “Only with things I don’t wanna lose.”

Your chest tightened at that, at how serious he looked. Not guarded like usual. No masks, no teasing.

Just Han.

You leaned in a little more, nose nearly brushing his now. Your voices had dropped to a whisper, like you were afraid to break the moment—or maybe just hoping it would never end.

His hand slid up slowly, fingers grazing your jaw. He held you like he was asking permission without saying a word. You didn’t answer with words—you didn’t have to. You leaned into his palm, eyes soft but steady.

“And if we screw this up?” he asked, barely louder than the music thumping through the wall. “You ever think about that?”

You nodded. “All the time.”

A beat. Your heart was racing now. You weren’t sure whose pulse you felt, yours or his, but they were synced.

“But I think about you more.”

That was it.

The moment cracked open, and everything moved fast and slow all at once. Han closed the space, lips brushing yours gently— he was still giving you an out, still giving you room to change your mind.

You didn’t.

You leaned in, full and certain, the kind that didn’t ask questions. It answered them.

His hand slid to the back of your neck, holding you steady as the kiss deepened, and your fingers tangled into his shirt like you’d been waiting to do it for months. Which, let’s face it—you had.

By the time you finally broke apart, your forehead was still resting against his, and both of you were catching your breath. Not from the kiss, but from finally letting go.

“That feel like a mistake to you?” You said quietly, lips still close to his.

Han gave a slow smile, a smile he rarely let anyone see.

“Not even close.”

His hand slipped into yours again, and this time there was no hesitation. Just warmth. Just a silent agreement between two people who’d danced around the edge long enough.

Outside, the party raged on.

Inside, you had your own kind of drift.

And for once, neither of you were afraid to steer

[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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[theboytatu]

can you rank sm debuts from worst to best me and oomf were doing this but we had vastly different rankings and i’d love to know where u stand lol

LOVEEEEEE the question. thank you so much. for practical reasons i'm only doing group debuts from 2nd gen onwards because i feel like both sm and kpop at large were vastly different during 1st gen. so from WORST to best it goes:

riize get a guitar - i'm not kidding when i say they should be jailed for giving them this as their debut song. JAILED. fuck this disney ass song!!!

nct wish wish - i don't even know or care enough to listen to this song i just know it belongs here

nct dream chewing gum - boring. mid. and honestly creepy now that we know how weird min heejin is with minors

tvxq hug - i am a notorious ballad hater. this is a good and nice song and i can recognize that but this cannot go any higher than this in the ranking because we would be lying to ourselves

nct 127 fire truck - sm is so bold for making this their debut song. it kinda paid off. HANDS UP IF YOU FEELIN THE VIBE!!!!

hearts2hearts the chase - this is a fairly solid song. some might argue its underwhelming for a debut title track but the song is well constructed and the vocal arrangement is very good. problem is it lacks personality

red velvet happiness - the bridge is crazyyy but i'm ngl it carried this whole song tbh. this isn't really anything to write home about specially in terms of rv's insane discography

got the beat step back - yes this a debut song and it slaps. misogyny is okay sometimes!

super junior twins (knockout) - i already know some people are gonna wanna stone me for placing suju above tvxq but it's the truth. sorry this song is good and one of the first songs where sm developed the quintessential sm sound

f(x) la cha ta - it's a good song but imo their sound evolved so much more after this. like this is their least interesting title track by far so this is the fair ranking for it

superm jopping - sorry but name something half as impactful as this song in kpop in the past 5 years. i really don't care if you like it ironically or hate it earnestly the song is objectively good.

wayv take off - hashtag the #REAL WAYV DEBUT!!! this song is insaneeee it's so good. please let's bring back this sound for wayv

aespa black mamba - again i don't care if you disagree cause this is objectively correct. not a single debut song in this list so far perfectly captures the musical identity and vision of a group like black mamba. the production is crazy

exo mama - impact. brilliance. drama. creativity. boldness. innovation. boundary pushing. outstanding.

nct the 7th sense - AGAIN sm making a big gamble for a debut song and it paid off. there's not a single other song like this in kpop and the ones that sound like it just try to replicate it poorly

shinee replay - a classic. this song unites fandoms. everybody knows the words to it. definition of a generational HIT

snsd into the new world - hands down the single BEST debut not only in SM it might actually be the best debut in kpop PERIOD.

[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..........

[mo-ok]

Thoughts on red/blue the classic blowjob brothers combo

oh boy this is gonna be a long one

Jakq - rollcall order should have been swapped. Let Jack go first dammit.

Battle fever - I really like how cossack dying made france step up a lil bit. Made japan and france feel closer. Guys that trust each other 100%

Denziman - Akagi always kinda felt like everyones dad and Oume was definitly his most reckless child. Oume was the only guy that ever got to ride in the side car if that means anything

Sun vulcan - SHARK. SHARK. SHARK. Eagle I left but shark is good at goodbyes and very quickly warmed up to eagle II and then he and misa absorbed the bird into the polycule (no, Hiba did not have a say in this)

Goggle v - Aoyama looks up to Akama and does his best to have that same level of critical/forward thinking but his heart bleeds a lil too much BUT NEVER DOES AKAMA MAKE HIM FEEL BAD OR STUPID FOR THIS fuck i have so many goggle v feelings

Dynaman - Shima has a more interesting dynamic with literally every other member of the team lmao. Dan's a very boring red tbh (dont get it twisted i love Dan but most of the stuff he did he did on his own)

Bioman - this show was not about the boys lmao. I DO think they are very good friends tho

Changeman - Tsurugi ace king + Ozora aro king. Boys that team up to make fun of the idiot that is Hayate.

Flashman - same relationship that the whole team had with Jin tbh - he's their big brother

Liveman - MEGUMI SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO HIT YUSUKE WITH A CAR

Fiveman - Gaku grew up quick so his little siblings didnt have to. Ken initially didnt quite realise just how much Gaku (+ Kazumi) did for him but also he was always doing what he could to show Gaku he didnt have to carry the "leader" burden on his own. Very good brothers

Dairanger - I WANT THEM TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER AND THEN SAY SORRY AND THEN MAYBE KISS ABOUT IT IDK

Kakuranger - these guys have history. I like to think they've been friends forever (I have a couple sosuke headcanons that saizou plays a pretty big part in)

Ohranger - like i said before, this whole team felt like they were good friends 😌

Carranger - coworkers. Kyosuke is Naoki's go to guy to hide behind when a woman dares appear before them

Megaranger - yeah this is a good pair. Nice to chew on. Alas i AM a shun/miku truther so like (miku deserves everything she wants)

Gingaman - THE WHOLE REASON GOUKI DOESNT LIKE USING HIS WATER POWERS IS BECAUSE HE HURT RYOUMA WITH THEM WHEN THEY WERE KIDS. THESE TWO HAVE BEEN FRIENDS SINCE BIRTH. Ryouma nightmare headcanon - Gouki is always a safe person to sleep beside

GogoV - nagare is so meek and mild cause he's spent his whole life avoiding matoi's wrath

Gaoranger - exact same thoughts i had with the red/black dynamics of this season

Hurricaneger - yousuke + nanami idiot best friends forever

Magiranger - aside from that episode early on their dynamic is one of the least explored. Sad.

Boukenger - been there done that no longer doing that but still good friends

Gekiranger - retsu learning to love jan is what makes the mid season power up unlock feel as rewarding as it does imo

Go-Onger - NGL. NGL. love the red/blue here. While i love red/black and blue/gold... man. Man i cannot deny my red/blue appreciation.

Goseiger - alata loves his whole team whether they like it or not haha get loved bean pole idiot

Kyoryuger - king would always laugh at nossans jokes right???? Or am i misremembering????????

ToQger - best friends 4ever4life

Zyuohger - sela asks yamato if he ever wants to go ape shit. If he ever just wants to kill people. He says no but really the answer is yes. They should be allowed to kill together

Kyuranger - WOOOO CAT BOY + DOG BOY WOOOOOOO 100/10 LOVE THEM LOVE THEM LOVE THEM

Kiramager - sounds dumb, dont it~

King Ohger - very good but alas wblue and red/white wins out here

Boonboomger - AAAAA good shit. Good shit. In charge + devoted second in command my biggest weakness

[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!!!!!!)

[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 :)

[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.

[atlasdoe]

im back! when we last left off, barty was getting shoved in a supply closet and sybill was absolutely sloshed.

so charity silently slides her thermos full of iced coffee over to sybill and she chugs the whole thing. i think she has experience sobering up quickly because she has a bit of a drinking problem, so while shes still a little tipsy the coffee helps a lot.

she looks around to see that james still has his arm around her. he immediately drops it and goes "wtf trelawney what were you thinking"

and shes like "oh don't worry about me james ill be fine, im used to it" because she kinda wants him to ask more about it, but james just frowns at her. he turns back to alexander and tells him thanks for helping her out. "stebbins, right?"

he nods but before he can say anything else charity scoffs loudly and rolls her eyes at sybill. she calls her an attention seeking bitch. sybill turns sharply to face her and snaps that charity would do much worse than her if she had to deal with her problems.

then filch walks in again and tells them what their assignment is. they each have to write a thousand word essay about who they are. he threatens them, tells them to keep quiet, stay in their seats, and if he sees any funny business they'll get the same as barty. he stalks out muttering under his breath about the youth of today and the good old days.

for a little bit, they dont talk to each other. alexander is jiggling his foot incessantly while he tries to figure out what to write. james is daydreaming. charity is braiding her hair. sybill is chewing on her pencil.

then barty comes crashing through the ceiling. he had stacked up a bunch of shit in the supply closet so he could climb up and reach the vents. he crawled through until they happened to give way and he ended up right back where he started.

the crash sends filch running so barty hides under charitys desk. filch asks what the noise is and the other four pretend like they dont know what hes talking about. when filch leaves he crawls out and asks if he missed anything good.

alexander just scrubs his hands down his face and groans. "what is wrong with you people? at the rate we're going james'll probably set something on fire before we leave."

this is the first time barty actually realizes that alexander is here.

awkward place to end this one but i gotta dip

i don't know how to write and everything ive said so far is prolly incoherent but thank you for putting up with me !!

-🥞

HELLO AGAIN 🥞

ANOTHER ASK SO SOON!!!! i'm so lucky!!

Ngl Barty only now realising that Alexander was there i almost spat my tea out 😭

and Alexander must be sooooo over their bullshit. my boy just wants to serve his detention and leave the poor soul

CHARITY AND HER ICE COFFEE AND HER CALLING SYBILL AN ATTENTION SEEKING BITCH!!!???? she's so bitchy i love her

i am SO in love with this if you were ever going to write this into a fic I AM SO SAT!!!!

this is incredible thank you so much for sharing!!! my inbox is always open for you to continue 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[toriliashine]

Beaplays dti discord competition is so RIGGED im actually flabberghasted [readmore for longer rant and comp fits :P]

trust me i did NOT expect to win at all and am less surprised that i didnt place and more surprised at who did??? these are FLOPS, only 1 person that ate came in the top 3 and the other one was a RUNNER UP. the The 3rd runner detective kinda chewed too ngl but veryy lowkk

and the basic flop fit is definitely an influencer that asked her followers to vote bc the GAP between her flop fit and the other 2 that ate and were more on theme is FOUL [edit, her bigger fit is cute, i just saw a headshot HOWEVER she definitely won due to the photography and her clout more than the fit by itself, peep the final vote gap, the 3rd option being her fit]

im actually yelling this is so rigged, the other runner up was a cosplay and the other runner up that actually chewed and deserved to place more that that flopfluencer was this lovely astronaut fit photo. I'm so mad for the people who actually cooked [including me :P]. I'm starting to think the only reason the plate swallowing blood cell fit placed was bc they knew the server would actually revolt if ONE honest fit that actually cooked HARD didn't place. This was SUCH a publicity stunt i'm sobbinggg

Saving cool fits for archive incase that channel gets locked ffs:

Theme: Going to Work [check the image alt texts]

The placers and runners up that chewed [both look good and are on theme]:

red blood cell and astronaut

on theme - fits that are on theme but maybe not the most interesting

detectivee

the other placers.. they are just cute but can you guess what they work as if 1 key item was removed/ w/o checking photo id?

Sick/cute fits I liked from other competitors in the chan!

redundant or don't make much sense but cute [there were sooooo many models and actresses and fashion designers putting on whatever man but some made a bit more sense than others] [except the last 2 fits]

[iwannagopartyiwannahavefun]

I genuinely wish it was me who got sick instead of my brother. I can avoid all the stuff about my weight but on thing will make it so real to me that im unhealthy. I legit am obese. Thats a wittle scary guys. And yes i could post rants where im saying every physical thing i hate about myself and all that jazz but i really dont want to think about myself. Ever since i was little everytime i cut my cake or it strikes 12 the only thing i widh is for to be skinny or die. I hate my body and everything that goes on with it. I hate how im out of breath when i move to quicmly or run or walk fast. I hate how when i walk i feel my bidy jiggle or when i jump i feel all the cellulite move. I hate how its always pointed out by my family. Literally all my life ive been called a fatty, since the moment i was born and most likely till the day i die. Everytime i talk wkth my grandma its always something regarding weight and how i can get skinnier. She gives me fuckass teas that dont work and tells me to starve myself just to get thinner. Ive been gifted so much weightloss stuff that doesnt work. And yes i could probably get in the gym but im always sad and dont want to get out of bed. And i hate feeling like im being watched while i run. I hate the gym because i feel like im getting watched. I hate shopping and trying clothes on because i feel the need to stare at myself in the mirror and pick away were i need less fat and then when i put on the clothes i find that they dont fit me and that causes me to bawl. I hate being big and fat and its all self pity because i know i dont try to change it healthly. That ontop of im ugly is kinda lethal ngl. I miss when i was oblivious to my family members 💔. I want to put a stopper down my throat and go back to only eat an almond a day and drink water and chew gum. But like lowk that was my prime, i think thats when i was always hydrated. I miss fitting into jeans and not being sad. Holy emo. Anyways! >_< i love life!