#i had a referal that was lost in my house and i think im gonna call up for a new one

[catcinnabunbun56-blog]

Dying on te toilet is suddenly so terrifying as someone whos developed digestive issues. Every bad bowel movement feels like im gonna die and within my predicament i suddenly feel woe for those who have fallen.

[wildemaven]

The Beginning: The Proposal

Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!Reader

WC: 3528

Warnings: language, established relationship, 2nd POV, mentions of food and drinks, im going to refrain from any other things to not give anything away, but it’s all fluff

A/N: It’s here!! I’m excited and nervous!! Happy to give these to a little more love and a little bit more backstory to them. Normally I have a full blown moodboard (and I do) but it would give away too much so I’m opting to not have one but if you’re interested in seeing it, I can post it in like a separate “spoilers below” post. Also, reader’s nickname is revealed in this, so any future posts will have it when referring to her (so much easier to when trying to avoid a name). And last but not least, their song picked by y’all is Lover by T.Swift and there’s a playlist linked below.

Edited to add a big thank you to @noisynaia for letting scream at her my thoughts!!!

Okay. I hope you like it. And if you ever want to scream about these two with me, my ask box is always open.

Previous / Series Masterlist / The Proposal Playlist / Weekends Masterlist

Sometimes the beauty of life is allowing it happen organically.

Delicate bits of time woven together through fleeting moments— in varying degrees of inconsequential or life changing events.

Momentous is how you would describe your life in a single word at this very moment in time.

The last 6 months had been a whirlwind for you and Frankie. Since that night you’d both not only confessed your love to each other, but also deciding to spend the rest of time together.

You’d convinced your landlord to let you out if your lease early, due to you being a exemplary tenant for several years. With the help of Frankie and the guys, you were able to box up your things and move into Frankie’s house across town.

It had taken a few weeks to unpack your life into this new space, but you felt a sense of accomplishment once everything had a place and mixed in effortlessly with Frankie’s belongings.

You’d both decided early on to keep your engagement to yourselves— a secret for the two of you to savor and enjoy.

Not that you were worried about what others might think, but this felt like a special kind of thing you wanted to bask in before sharing with your loved ones.

And when the time was right, everyone would know.

*

Your schedules had been booked and busy, so you’d both decided to take a random Friday off to spend some extra time together. You were excited to have a 3 day weekend, alone with your fiancé. Which also meant sleeping in as late as you wanted and taking your leisure time to extricate yourself from your cozy lush surroundings.

The bed dips a bit as you turn and stretch out your slow waking form.

“Time to get up sleepy head.” His voice is still your favorite part of waking up. The soft cadence tickles every inch of your body, better than any cup of coffee ever could.

“You let me sleep in, thank you.”

“You looked comfy all wrapped up, figured you could use a few more hours.”

He kisses you, it’s sweet and laced with a hint of bitterness from his morning coffee.

“Mmm! Good morning handsome.”

“Mornin’ Beautiful. There’s a coffee and a danish on the nightstand for you.” You shoot him a questioning look, amusingly taken aback and confused. “Don’t look at me like that. They were all out of croissants this morning, so I went with your second favorite.”

You accept the offer, rolling on to your stomach to reach for your coffee. You get lost in the first sip and savor its creamy rich flavor as it hits every waiting taste bud.

“Alright sleeping beauty. Time to get your ass outta bed and get ready.” Giving your backside a few pats before heading for the bedroom door. “Our appointment is at 3 and then dinner reservations are at 6. Gonna go iron my shirt and clean up my shoes.”

“Hey!” Playfully yelling for his attention as he walks away.

He stops just outside the door, turning back towards you.

“I love you.” He serious expression relaxes and his face lighting up instantly.

“I love you too.” He shoots you a wink before turning to carry on.

It takes you a minute to get yourself up and moving. Bites of your delicious danish and sips of your warm latte aid in your efforts to get yourself ready.

Your mundane routine of showering and prepping for the day were taken at a deliberate pace. Enjoying the balmy spray of the water, soothing the slight aches and pains that had built up over the last week, the feeling of relief is almost instant.

Toweling yourself off and slipping on your cozy rob, you finish readying yourself with a simple makeup look— nothing too fancy or bold, just enough to accentuate your most favorite features.

The garment bag containing your dress for the day was tucked away in the back of your closet. You were so excited to finally get to wear it and eager to see the look on Frankie’s face when he sees you in it.

It was muted in coloring, an off shade of white, it wasn’t anything you’d ever considered for yourself but the moment you’d tried it on there was an instant reaction of sorts. It’s silky smooth fabric hugged your body in such a way that you couldn’t help but feel like it was made for you.

Jewelry and shoes finished off the look, taking yourself in fully as you stand in front of your full length mirror. You hands smoothing over the dress, admiring every detail of your reflection.

“You look stunning.”

Your eyes immediately drawn to Frankie in the mirror leaning against the door frame.

Your breath catches at the sight of him. His head cocked to the side as he admires you, hands tucked into his pant pockets, suit jacket hugging his broad shoulders over his freshly ironed shirt— the top buttons forgotten about in true Frankie fashion.

He pushes himself off the doorframe, taking a few long strides until he is crowding behind your spot in front of the mirror.

His eye contact is direct, holding an intensity that makes you dizzy. Your body tingles when his large hands slowly rest on your shoulders, his thumbs toying at the delicate straps of your dress.

“Frankie…” His name floats over your lips as you look at him with an ardent smile.

His eyes never stop watching you as he leans down pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder, your eyelids flutter as the sensation of his lips ripples through your body.

Your hand comes up to caress the side of his face, his beard trimmed down, the stubble causing a bit of resistance to your touch.

You can’t help the tiny moan that escapes from your throat as Frankie begins to press kiss after kiss along your neck, tilting your head to completely give into to his wandering mouth.

“If you don’t stop, we’re never going to be on time.” Your breathless, knowing that it’s a slippery slop of carnal desire once things start to heat up.

He kisses you one last time before standing to his full height.

“You look so pretty.”

“Pretty?” His eyebrow raises at your comment, not he doesn’t think a man can be pretty, he’s just never saw himself as such.

You turn so you’re fully facing him, hands resting on his chest as you look at him with a sweet gaze. “Yes, pretty. And your hair looks good too.” Your fingers lightly combs through the sides just purely for the experience of touching him some more.

“You think so??” You nod softly and lean into kiss him gently.

“Let’s go handsome.”

*

It was a 45 minute drive, which gave you both plenty of time to enjoy each other’s company. Chats about work and plans for the next few months permeated the truck cabin. 70’s ballads filled the in between silence, but usually evoking laughter from you as Frankie would do his best to stay in tune with the music.

This was now a regular feature in both of your lives. These days spent together, relishing each and every moment, were your favorite. Weekends alone or with friends had you craving adventure as much as possible. But even the slow paced weekends, at home had become a cherished time for the both of you, wanting to absorb each and every moment before the work week was knocking at the door.

The large building towers over the street as Frankie pulls into the parking spot. Its florid design was beautiful for a giant cement building, the front covered in windows and ornate decorative details that are reminiscent of older times.

The weather is warm and sunny as you make your way to the building, Frankie’s grasp on your hand is grounding, giving it a few subtle squeezes as you walk through the glass doors.

The air inside feels cold and stale as you wait for the next available window, very on brand for such a building. A slight shiver has Frankie pulling you in to him, wrapping you in his warmth.

“Next!”

“Good afternoon ma’am. We have an appointment, should be under Morales.”

She doesn’t respond as she clicks away at her keyboard, squinting at her computer screen through her wide-rim glasses.

“Do you have all your proper documentation with you today?” Straight to the point and zero enthusiasm in her tone.

“Uh, yes ma’am.” Frankie hands her the small stack of papers she had asked for. You squeeze his hand now, 3 times as a silent ‘I love you’.

“It’s says here Mr. Morales you’re previously divorced. Do you have proof of dissolution? Otherwise you may not proceed with your application.” She asks as she continues to hold the papers that she hasn’t looked at yet, not even looking away from the screen.

“Yes. It’s in the with the other papers. It was an amicable dissolution, we both signed and agreed to end the marriage—“

“I don’t need your life story sir, just the proper paperwork.”

“Right. Sorry, ma’am.” 3 more squeezes to his sweaty hand, thankful that Frankie is handling her crankiness so calmly and with a smile. She clearly has been doing this for years and has zero intention of small talk.

Her fingers continue to click more buttons and she scans through the papers, inputting the information into the proper boxes. And after what feels like a long process, she’s printing out some new documents, stacking them with the ones you’d given her and hands them back to Frankie.

“Please wait for your name to be called.” Barely making eye contact as she adjusts herself in her chair.

“Thank you ma’am. Have a great weekend.”

“Mhmm. Next!”

“Clearly your charming good looks had no effect on her.” You snicker into Frankie’s shoulder as you both walk to the sitting area, trying to keep your comment contained between the two of you.

The minutes tick by, the space is eerily quiet, so you keep talking to a minimum while you wait.

The other chairs are filled with what look like other couples, all most likely there for the same reason.

You take in the sweet older couple who sits across from you. They must be in their 80’s and yet they have a young innocence that seems to envelop them. Their hands anchoring them to each other as they sit snuggled in sweetly. You can’t make out their conversation, but the way she is smiling and looking at him, it feels like she completely taken by him as has been for awhile. He pats her fragile little hands as he talks and every few minutes he looks at her like she’s the only one in the room— your heart nearly implodes at the gentle kiss he gives her forehead.

It’s like you’re looking at a glimpse of your future. A love so authentic and undying, strong enough to endure hardships, a vivid and passionate life together that never gets tiring.

The soft whisper of your name catches your attention.

“You okay?” 3 gentle squeezes to your hand, the reciprocated gesture tugging at your heart.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just happy to be here with you.” You smile emphasizing your words.

“Alight, we have Morales up next! Please make your way through these doors and the commissioner is waiting for you up at the front.”

*

Entering the room, you’re welcomed by a lady standing behind a wooden podium— she’s already more inviting than the older one at the front desk.

Frankie’s hand is anchored to your lower back as you both make your way closer to her. Frankie hands her the papers she’s needs and you both wait for her to begin.

“Welcome. I have a few more couples after you so let’s get started. Do you have any witnesses with you today?”

“No ma’am we do not.”

“Okay, that’s fine, not a requirement in the state of Florida. And will you be exchanging rings today?”

“No ma’am, we do not have rings.”

“Well, this might just be the easiest one today.” She laughs a bit as she shuffled her papers around a bit.

“I’m going to ask you both to face each other while I read the declaration of intent.”

You can feel the emotions already flowing through you, as you look at Frankie. This man has gifted you with so much in such a short amount of time and you can’t help but feel so grateful for this life you’re about to begin.

“Please join hands.”

Frankie takes yours in his, his is touch is the most powerful thing you have ever felt.

“Francisco, do you take—“ There’s an pang in your chest as she says your name, but it’s not a heavy feeling, it’s light and airy as she continues reading from her paper. “To be your lawful wedded partner?”

“I do.”

His thumb sweeps back and forth across the top of your hand, his smile is beaming with elation.

“… do you take Francisco to be your lawful wedding partner?”

“I do.” There’s a slight crack when you say it, emotion fully overtaking your voice.

“… you have come here today on your own free will and declared your love for one and other.”

Tears begin to fall from your eyes as you look back at Frankie, your whole body feels like it’s floating on a blissful cloud. He wipes each tear and gently rubs your cheekbone, you lean into his touch.

“You have joined yourselves in matrimony. May you aim all your lives to meet this commitment and celebrate

in each other's company. And now that you have given and pledged your love and have stated so by joining

hands, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the State of Florida as Deputy Marriage Commissioner, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss.”

And you do. It’s unlike any kiss you have ever experienced before. It’s all-encompassing and heart-stopping, pouring out all the love you have for one another— his lips feel like forever.

Wedded bliss is intoxicating. An indescribable feeling of starting this new chapter together and looking forward to a future where it’s the two of you steadfast in your fidelity and aspirations.

*

Driving straight from the courthouse, you’d both felt slightly over dressed at your favorite restaurant, it’s casual setting a stark contrast from your wedding attire. In the short time together, you’d both become regulars, dining in or takeout had become a weekly occurrence.

Frankie had made the reservation and must have mentioned it was a special occasion because the table is nestled in a corner that was secluded from the rest of the restaurant. Lit candles and small arrangement of flowers placed in the center.

You couldn’t have imagined a more perfect post wedding celebration. Indulging in your favorite dishes as you reflect on the day, it all still feeling surreal and fresh. The staff also gifting a slice of cake, a little congratulations on your new marriage.

“How long should we keep it from them? Santi’s going to be pissed when he finds out. I can already see that assholes face.”

You laugh because you know he’s right, but you know he’ll be happy for you both, they all will.

“How about we wait a month. Then we can invite everyone over for dinner, the weather’s been nice too, so maybe we pull out the bbq even and we tell them then. I mean, we made it 6 months engaged and none of them had a single clue. I like the thought of this being between us for a little bit.”

“That sounds like a great plan.” He leans over and looks at you with an almost devilish smirk. “Now, let’s get home so I can get you out of that fucking dress.”

“Mr. Morales, you have quiet the mouth on you.” You tease amusingly.

“Well Mrs. Morales, this mouth also has plans for you this evening.” His tone hushed as he spoke, a wink to seal his response.

You close the space between you, feeling his plush lips against yours. “Then take me home soldier.” Your tongue peeking out, the softest lick to his lips before pulling away and settling back into your chair.

“Can we get the check?!”

*

It was dark by the time Frankie pull the truck into the drive way. The stars like little fireflies lighting the sky and the moon silently vigilant as it settles in for the night.

“Did we leave a light on before we left?” Unbuckling yourself and noticing a faint light illuminating the front room, a slight panic creeping in your eyes.

“Hmm, I thought we turned them all off. Go head on in and check it out, I’m gonna lock up the truck and grab the leftovers.”

Thankfully the door is secured and you don’t see any sign of a break-in or anything out of place, relief washing over you.

Stepping through the threshold into the house you’re met with an unexpected sight. Dozens of white roses on every surface surround the open room, the floor draped in a sea of white petals. Bouquets covering the kitchen island where small candles are lit, the glow you saw from the window, more bouquets as you look into the living room.

You’re completely speechless and in awe of the beauty of the room and you’re so confused trying to figure out where they all came from. Clearly someone did break in? But decorated with flowers and locked up after they left…

Footsteps through the doorway bring your attention back to your surroundings, their presence stopping behind you.

“Frankie? What are all these flowers doing here?”

He doesn’t respond, but you can sense that he’s there. Pulling your eyes away from the flowers you turn to face Frankie, except he’s not level with you when you do so.

There before you is Frankie, your husband, kneeling on one knee looking up at you holding a small box in his hands.

“Frankie?” A wave of shock and elation crash over you in a matter of seconds. “What are you doing?”

“Hermosa… I know you said you didn’t need some big extravagant proposal and seeing as how we just got married just a few hours ago 6 months after meeting, we definitely don’t follow traditions.” His voice is so soft, and his eyes have never looked brighter.

“This is me promising you a future, a life where you are not alone. From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to be apart of your life in some capacity and I wanted to make you smile everyday because it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Everyday I wake and think of you and when I sleep I think of you, you consume me with your laughter and your words of encouragement and your ability to live without abandonment.” You gasp as he slowly opens the small box revealing a ring. The design is simple and elegant, a beautiful stone setting with a unique design on a wider gold band.

“Te amo Hermosa. Will you be mine forever?”

You can’t stop the tears that are pouring down your face, you can’t even properly form any words as you nod your head reaching out for him, standing to his full height, placing the ring on your finger.

“I just need to double check that was a yes?”

“Yes! A million times yes!” You laugh through the still streaming tears, swatting at his chest as you look down at your hand, the ring sitting perfectly on your finger.

“How did you manage to get this all set up? It’s beautiful by the way.”

“I enlisted Hannah to help.”

“Hannah knows?!”

“No. No she doesn’t know what it was for exactly. I just said I wanted to surprise you after a dinner with flowers, I didn’t realize she was going to go all out. Remind me to check my credit card later.”

You kiss him, soaking in the moment with him. “I love you Frankie.” You whisper against his lips before you begin kissing him again.

“Wait, there’s one more thing.” He states as he pulls out his phone. “I also had Hannah show me how to use my phone with the speaker, something about blue teeth?”

It takes him a minute to get it connected, but he manages to get it hooked up. Music begins to play, it’s a softer song and you realize it’s one of your favorites. You’ve played it numerous times over the last few months, claiming that the song remind you of yours and Frankie’s love for each other.

“Can I have this dance?” Tossing his phone to the couch and holding his hand out to you.

“Always.”

The song played on as you both held each other, the soft sway of your bodies around the room. The flicker of the candles still adding a touch of light, laughter and kisses exchanged as he spins you about.

This was only the beginning.

[cosmicangst]

ok ok ok i just got home and as always here are my thoughts

really enjoyed colin lemoine's take. in terms of just pure vibes hes a step closer to damon daunno than reeve carney. he's not as boyish comic relief as nicholas barasch and he feels like the most.... grounded?? orpheus i've seen. he acts out the "touched" aspect without flanderizing orpheus into just his naivete and rendering him foolish and infantilized. the best way i can describe it is that he just seems like an optimistic but ultimately ordinary guy you could meet at a grocery store line who also happens to be plagued w Unfortunately Blessed with Musical Visions by the Gods Against His Will Syndrome

amaya braganza!!!!! jesus what a vocal powerhouse. her flowers killed me. something about her vocal inflection or acting choices really made her grief over losing her life and her love so visceral. she would be right at home at the obc recording because her voice was pitch perfect. she has a terrific belt but it's during the quiet moments where she's the most effective. like at the end of all i've ever known you can really feel she's already mourning her loss before she's even lost anything which is why flowers was more heartbreaking than normal

will mann is the most intriguing part of this cast to me. hermes actors have the choice of landing on the spectrum of objective narrator to a guardian figure. will feels like the most paternal. you get the sense that not only did he observe orpheus grow up he also had an active hand in raising him. when orpheus nervously stops during epic iii will says "go on, baby" with "baby" obviously ad-libbed 😭 like yes that is his baby

my only real critique of this performance is that the show doesn't actually pick up until way down hadestown. not sure if the cast just wasn't feeling the crowd or themselves until that point (it was a sunday night so i get it). i just make note of this bc livin it up on top is this high energy number that felt strangely middle energy for some reason lol anyone who was experiencing the show for the first time and had no frame of reference wouldn't notice anything amiss but bc im abnormal and pedantic i definitely noticed

and this is by no means a critique of lana gordon's persephone whose lady of the underground is one of the top highlights of the show. she brought the roof down during "there's a crack in the wall".

which brings me to my favorite part of the show: matthew patrick quinn. i didn't think anyone could replace patrick page in my heart but i was just in love with everything matthew brought to this character. he manages to combine facets of patrick and kevyn morrow's hades that i love together. matthew has kevyn's slick charisma and anger but he has patrick's power and world-weariness. he's this incredibly tall, serpentine, and long limbed figure that towers over everyone. patrick as an intimidating and antagonistic force felt like an ancient old god who can break your house by inducing an earthquake but matthew's vibe is more like he could literally be the snake that could tempt you out of a garden of eternal paradise

he and lana are also 🔥🔥🔥 like you can simultaneously feel the millenia of history between them but they also have the chemistry of two hot people going on a date for the first time after a long period of slowburn. the resentment, the familiarity, he way he's obviously repressing his desperation to keep her and both trying to look unaffected and turning to their vices when they reject each other's touch i could absolutely scream

which is why i was sobbing by the end of epic iii. i think the catharsis was just a lot lol and they were so playful during their dance too! like actual lovers who have the most absolute fun during good times. matthew does this little wiggle for her when they're sidestepping and im 100% sure lana broke character and they both started laughing it was so sweet

anyway the fates, the ensemble, everyone was astounding and im gonna see if i can grab another cheap balcony seat before they leave in a week to see if i can catch j antonio rodriguez as orpheus

[little-lightning-lavellan]

Yeah okay listen. Sometimes, I just think that aliens should get to makeout

AND I THINK... I SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO WRITE THAT

Anyway, I’ve decided I’m writing the sequel to this which was just supposed to be a oneshot of The Grand Inquisitor and a Star Wars Rebel OC (enemies to lovers has me in a chokehold that I have no interest in escaping) so now this is happening--

“... this is filth.” The claws that peaked the grey hand that housed them clacked softly as knuckles were smacked against the offending page. Allowing the book to lean leisurely against opposite palm, the Pau’an man all but scowled at the words in front of him, yet continued reading them anyway.

“It's poetry!” His companion huffed, her blue eyes rolling at his comfortably sour attitude. “And here I was under the impression that you were an academic.”

“I am an academic; that is precisely why I know it to be filth.”

Another huff, a sign of her playfully brattish attitude he’d come to familiarize himself with, and the slightest flicker to her glare, and the woman had adjusted herself in such a way to drape a cerise leg over his stomach whilst the rest of her wormed her way upwards. The lazy thing looked more like a contented Lothcat lying in the sun, and one who had been doing so for hours, than a rebellious Zeltron.

“Mm, my apologies for trying to do something nice for you, then, Grand Inquisitor.” Though she’d shut her eyes, she knew full well the reaction she’d receive for her use of the title. Besides, she could feel it well enough in the irritated growl that rumbled up from the chest her pink ear rested on.

Over the past three, four - Five? Oh, she’d lost count - months since their first rendezvous, the Grand Inquisitor’s hidden doxy usually dropped his title in private. He had given his name to her in a moment of passion, foolish and heady though it may have been, but it made practical sense at the end of the day.

It would be a bit odd to constantly refer to one’s bedmate by their job description, even men like him could see the logic in that.

Now, she only used his title when they were alone for two reasons:

To tease, with the intent of seduction, or,

To tease, with the intent of annoyance. So very luckily for him, today it was the latter.

“Hmm,” he hummed, taking the time to plot his next move. “I was unaware that we were in the practice of doing each other favors. Tell me, would you be so kind as to tell me the current location of Lothal’s rebel cell, then?”

‘Hardy-har-har.’ He already knew the answer, but it was his job to push her anyway, just as much as it was her duty to push back against him. It was part of the appeal of their affair, part of the fun.

“No.” Languid arms stretched to push the book aside as they draped in the general vicinity of the Inquisitor’s neck. There was a certain incredulity to the grunt said Inquisitor made as he was shifted, but the woman couldn’t find it in herself to care if it was feigned or not. “My answer hasn’t changed since yesterday; you’re not that talented.”

ANYWAY YEAH NEAT STAR WARS not gonna tag as many people since I dunno how many of you want to see this nonsense, BUT I did see that a few of you liked me talking about it, so I will tag you guys too (warning, smut WILL happen in this fic. Hope you like alien weiner and coochie.):

@because-im-hap-hap @pikapeppa @bluewren @rosella-writes @layalu​ @rainybong​ @bluedwarfed​ @bogunicorn​ @melisusthewee​ @jellydishes​ @effelants​ @varric-tethras-editor​ @noire-pandora​

[mekatrio]

what are ur biggest gripes with the way the current fandom characterizes the mekatrio? besides like. oversimplifying seto and stuff. asking bc ur the no. 1 expert imo & i want to hear ur thoughts

tq for this ask and giving me a reason to blabber abt the mekatrio 😏 but also aw you dont want me to talk about seto mischaracterization for the nth time? :( im joking lol, and also im not quite sure what ur quantifying by 'current fandom' so im just gonna go over whatever recent portrayals ive seen from both english and non-english speaking fans 👍 with seto stuff excluded ofc bc i have a whole tag for tht.

my general gripes with overall mekatrio portrayal:

- perpetuating the incorrect notion that the mekatrio were adopted by the tateyamas. they werent, this was a mistranslation by the official translators. the terms used throughout kgpr to describe their relationship to the tateyamas has always been 'fostered'. and ofc, ive only seen this happen in english-speaking spaces (bc i primarily engage with the english-speaking fanbase, and we often work from the translations and not the direct text).

another issue i take with this is that ive seen some english-speaking fans express their dismay at the fact that the mekatrio were only ever fostered, as though adoption wouldve been 'better'. this is something i find very troubling, bc the vibe i get is that theyre implying adoption is like, more intimate, more 'valuable', in a sense, than merely being fostered. and it feels very rooted in their own cultural understanding of fostering/adopting kids, whatever their culture may be.

to me, this feels like a very insensitive view to have, bc the matter of fostering and adopting children is way more complex than "adoption > fostering". adopting a child is more than just making them a part of your family, its about legally and materially severing the bonds between a child and their birth parents. its bc of this nuance that adoption is uncommon in several countries, like japan, and is also why adoption is forbidden in islam. this is also why adoption has been used as a tool of genocide. im not trying to say that 'adoption is evil and bad and its good that the mekatrio werent adopted' etc etc etc, but i wish fans would consider the different cultural aspects of this matter b4 speaking about it.

- having the mekatrio use their first names with each other. eruhefjksjfhjks... its not like completely wrong to do or anything, but i just find it so weird, bc they literally only ever do this with one another in the anime. in the manga and novels, they hv never referred to one another by their first names at any point in time. never!!! when they first meet each other, after being fostered together, after ayaka dies, after ayano dies, and during the present day plot, they have always consistently referred to one another by their last names. the mekatrio using their first names with one another has always been an Anime-Exclusive Thing. so i find it weird that fans hv adopted this tidbit into their overall kgpr interpretation, when its something that's only exclusive to the anime. it would be like if someone adopted mca azami's massive fucking house into their interpretation, or kido still wearing the clothes she died in at the tateyama residence, which are two other weird things that are anime-exclusive.

also this is just my personal headcanon/interpretation, but i would imagine that the mekatrio using their last names with one another would hv a deeper underlying meaning, considering that the three of them are orphans, and have lost the people they had shared these family names with.

- shipping the mekatrio with one another. this is a no-brainer, i dont really think i need to explain this one. its way less common in english-speaking spaces than it used to be, but unfortunately its still just as popular in japanese spaces, knkd being the most prominent one 😑

- denying that theres knkd in canon texts. andd this is smth ive only seen in english-speaking spaces. ive seen some fans make it seem as though there isnt any romantic knkd implications in canon, and that the shippers are just weird and delusional, but as much as id also like for that to be the case, it unfortunately isnt true 😮‍💨 chp 38 of the manga very strongly implies that kano has a crush on kido, and kano's pov in novel 8 practically confirms this. and im too lazy to find proof of this, but i remember there used to be some fans (back in like 2016 - 2019) who believed that the knkd in the manga was just satou mahiro's doing, but no, the manga manuscripts were written by jin, meaning that entire stupid convo between kano and mary in chp 38 was completely jin's doing. this means that, yes, kano does (unfortunately) canonly hv a crush on kido.

now, just bc this is canon, doesnt mean i expect ppl to respect or adhere to it. i sure as hell dont, and i never will, the same way i wont ever respect hibiya's extremely dehumanizing obsession with hiyori, or the very questionable manner that shintaro's fetishes are handled. but its irksome to see people spread the idea that it doesnt even exist, and that the shippers are deluding themselves instead, bc that essentially absolves jin of his very real and very shitty writing. like the truth of the matter is that it very much exists, which fucking sucks, but we can disregard it the same way we disregard the other shitty aspects of kgpr. but we shouldnt act like it doesnt exist at all bc 1.) gotta hold jin accountable for his shit, and 2.) it does a disservice to newer fans who may then think this rancid shit doesnt exist in kgpr, when in reality it does. with that said, the shippers are still fucking weird for shipping it. just cuz theres canon romantic knkd implications, doesnt suddenly make all the familial context surrounding them disappear. both the shippers And jin deserve shit for supporting this nasty shit 😑

my gripes with kido specifically

- portraying her as blushy blushy shy tsun tsun AHHHHH WHATEVER BULLSHIT. i see this happen very often w non-english speaking fans. i hate when people draw her all flustered and blushing in a humiliating context. i hate it when she's drawn in a skirt or any feminine clothing. i hate all of that shit... it feels very voyeuristic and misogynistic to treat a female character who uses a masculine pronoun and presents herself androgynously in such a manner. its disgusting. and i hope that all the writers and artists who do this di-*a truck drives past*

- overlooking kido's autistic-coding in favor of projection. now this is a gripe i have specifically with the english-speaking fanbase. this fandom has a tendency to project traits onto characters, traits which are only very loosely based in canon, if not at all. im not gonna beat around the bush; im mainly talking about how fans project their sexuality/gender/neurodivergency/other identity marker headcanons onto characters. this is not unique to the kgpr fandom, nor is it a recent occurrence. people have been doing this type of thing all the way back in like 2013 - 2014, and i used to do this too, but grew out of it as i got older.

im not saying this is a bad thing to do. i understand the merits and joy that comes from it, and that it's something thats essentially harmless. but what i do take issue with is that fans will project all sorts of traits onto characters with little to no basis in canon, but will then overlook characters who are actually coded a certain way. what im talking abt specifically is kido's autistic-coding. she doesnt just have one or two autistic traits which a person could then headcanon her as autistic. no, in canon, she is very much and very downright autistic-coded. since she was a child, she canonly had difficulties communicating, to the point where she needed to see a doctor;

she uses music as a way to disconnect from her senses;

her difficulties with communicating comes out in the form of aggression towards others;

and she's 'eccentric': wearing multiple layers in the blazing summer, speaking bluntly and honestly at all times, using non-standard pronouns for herself, and the list goes on and on... and like Never Lost Word is literally a whole song about her struggles with communication. all of these behaviors are reminiscent of a person with autism, which itself is a communication disorder. if she isnt autistic-coded, then i dont know what is.

but yeah, it annoys me when people project traits onto characters with little to no basis in canon, but then overlook characters who are actually canonly coded with a certain trait, like kido. like it feels ridiculous to me when a fan like, looks for characters they can project neurodivergency onto, but then ignore the actual neurodivergent-coded characters. if youre going to talk at all about these characters' identities, then can you please not overlook kido's very autistic-coded identity... thank you...

my gripes with kano specifically

- saying that kano has it the worst out of the mekatrio. hahahaha...... my main problem with this idea of 'kano has it worst' is that its often coming from people who are either ignoring, disregarding, or dont fully know about kido's and seto's backstories. and i get why this is the case, kido's and seto's backstories are almost entirely novel-exclusive, and most ppl dont read the novels. not to mention that their songs, Mekakushi Code, Never Lost Word, and Shounen Brave, are way more optimistic than the mental breakdown that is Yobanashi Deceive. but in spite of how things may seem on the surface, all three of them have had it pretty bad in the past, and still have it pretty bad in the present day plot. just a brief summary of their traumatic backstories (taken from the novels, but it applies to most routes):

kano: had a physically abusive mom growing up, and was murdered alongside with her. was passed from home to home, and had the police called on him bc of his powers. was discarded into a facility. his new mom passes away. his sister tells him that their father is possessed and plans to kill their entire family, and asks him to go to school in her place. she later kills herself in front of him, and he is made to masquerade as her corpse. he is then blackmailed into secretly working for his possessed father for the next two years.

kido: her birth mother passes away. she gets whisked into living with her father and stepsister whom she had never met before. she lives with them for at least 7 months, and in this time she is never let out of the residence, and is stuck with servants who berate her and look down on her. her father then drugs her and her stepsister, locks them inside of the basement, murders all of the servants, prepares the house to be destroyed, and then comes downstairs to kill her stepsister. kido has to kill him in self-defense. the house then burns down, killing her and her stepsister. for the rest of her life, she uses concealing eyes on herself without realizing it, in order to repress the traumatic memories of her father. she gets discarded into a facility. much later in life, she lose a mother and sister once again.

seto: grew up in a facility where he was ostracized and bullied by children who were cruel enough to kill a dog. died alongside said dog. spent over a year in this facility all alone, listening to the thoughts of these cruel children who hated him. later in life, he learns that him and his family would be murdered in the future, and never shares this burden with anyone. his mom passes away. he learns his father is possessed and plans to murder the entire family, but again, never confides this to anyone. his sister kills herself.

so like... can you really say that kano has it the worst? if you still think so after knowing all this, then thats fine. but please evaluate kido's and seto's backstories properly if youre going to say so... 🙏

- misunderstanding kano's powers. specifically, saying that:

1.) his powers are cancelled out by pain, and

2.) he mastered his powers earlier than kido and seto.

im planning to write a more detailed post about kano's powers some other day, so ill keep it very brief here. but regarding point 1, in the present day plot at least, its very explicitly stated in 'Today, On The Street' from novel 5 that no, pain no longer cancels out kano's powers:

as for point 2... this is difficult to disprove without going on an insanely long tangent, so.... i wont do that. and will instead just leave these panels from chp 27 here:

^official translation on the left and fan translation on the right. im putting two translation to show that yes, kano is really saying that, in his youth, his powers have a tendency to act out of his control. just like kido's and seto's.

yeah, im aware im not really disproving those two points that much here... but its like i said, to do that, id need to explain loads of things, things which i plan to explain in a seperate and more detailed post about kano's powers. his powers are a lot more complex than it initially seems. once i finish that post, ill update this answer and link it here.

- depicting kano as a sociable and outgoing guy. he is not!! he's very shy!

^fan translation by fuyuyuu. pic is takane, kano, and seto speaking in that order

he is merely playing as a character who is sociable and outgoing. but he is lying! he is very shy! he is yobanashi deceiving you!

- i dont like kanoshin lol. dont get me wrong, i completely get why ppl would ship them. like i always burst out laughing whenever i reread novel 7, cuz i always end up seeing how gay these fuckers are acting:

^like seriously, in what world is this not meant to be taken in a romantically homosexual context 😭 no cuz help me i feel like throwing up from laughter WHAT IS THISFJSDLK

with that said, i still dont like kanoshin bc 1.) i simply dont think theyre a good pair, and 2.) i think the resentment in their dynamic was poorly resolved. i have many issues with the way shintaro as a protagonist is handled throughout kgpr (especially in the novels), as he is often overshadowing other characters Because He Is The Protagonist. and my dislike of kanoshin's dynamic has to do with that. also another thing i dislike abt the fandom's portrayal of kanoshin, is that i dont like it when ppl make it seem more toxic than it actually is. like i wish they had a spicy feud with one another, but no, novel 7 has made it so they forgive each other like... immediately. which im not a fan of, but oh well. but ultimately im not too bothered by what kanoshin fans are doing, bc ive had kanoshin blacklisted for the past 4 years and it will continue to remain that way 👍

and yeah! thats my list of gripes with the kgpr fanbase's characterization of the mekatrio! (excluding seto). its very short and not at all immensely detailed because i am soooo normal about these characters (lying). theres probably a few things i missed like little 'they would not fucking say that' type of things, but i think these are my main gripes. yippee!

^visual representation of how the fandom cares more abt kano than seto & kido

[hungryzomb1e]

gonna put this under a read more but just to explain why i wasnt here much yesterday

my mother, is very sick. i'd clarify to say like "not some life threatening illness" but it is quite literally life threatening. she's had congestive heart failure, been hospitalized at least twice because she's not getting enough oxygen in her system, has osteoarthritis, sciatica. she cant breath properly because of her weight putting pressure on her lungs. theres so many problems.

she stayed home yesterday(and today) because her sciatica was acting up intensely. for reference, she's over 400lbs/181kg, so she could quite literally not move out of bed to even use the bathroom. i had to push her thigh fat out of the way so i could position a pee dish under her so she wouldnt wet herself.

needless to say, its a wake up call. for me. i dont know about her. im around 20+ yrs younger than my mom. but i never want to be in a position like that. its fucking mortifying. my mom and i dont even have the best of relationships(an understatement, really) but it pained me so much to see her like that.

i was busy keeping an eye on her yesterday. she's doing amazingly today, and has been in much higher spirits.(she cried at least 3 times yesterday and even cried herself to sleep) but it just put so many things in perspective for me. ive looked it up and a lot of sources say sciatica can be greatly affected by diet. just this past weekend she ordered out 3 different times. and it sure as hell wasn't anything healthy. she was in the hospital a good portion of the summer, lost 40lbs by just being there, but im sure she's gained it back. she's so sedentary, and theres lots of salt and sugar in her diet, which i find strange because in my childhood she was very health driven(fruit and veg were absolute staples in our house). literally the doctor said "no salt" and the first grocery order we did when she got home included a massive jar of sauerkraut(which Does have some good benefits, but its loaded with salt)

im rlly just thinking about all of this and its been on my mind. i truly think my mom suffers from BED or some eating disorder (she's got so many issues from her own childhood that she's failed to address). but above all its just reminded why im doing what im doing. as fucked up as it is to say, i'd very much rather be on the opposite end of the spectrum regarding weight. ive no doubt picked up a lot of disordered habits from her as well. everyone in my family save for 2 or 3 people are fucking huge. we're all overweight, obese even, and its a miracle that none of us(including my mom) dont have diabetes or high cholesterol.

and sorry. this is such a word vomit but this... is also my blog? im gonna talk about personal shit. its the only space i have to do this. but yeah. thats about it. just needed to get that all off my chest.

[gayarchiecomics]

I haven’t done too much digging yet so I don’t want to go right out and call it lost media but damn I cannot find the It’s Archie! 2015 pilot anywhere anymore! I havent done super extensive digging and I know it was online at some point back when I was on college (2018 i want to say? I found and watched the whole short pilot / demo / whatever video and it was hosted on some sort of website that seemed to be from an animation company i think? If I search through my old computers and twitter accounts i can defintely find some of the material and if i can access the bookmark on my old laptop ill probably be able to access the full thing again (it wasnt long like 5-10 mins max) but im just putting this post out here to see if anyone else has any information on it at all because there really isn’t any at all?

I found out about it after picking up my copies of the death of archie issues of married life with archie and in the back of the book of the one where archie gets shot and killed theres a whole archie timeline writeup thing in the back and they reference an upcoming cartoon called its archie. I’m gonna try to find the few promotional pics i found as well because the art style was… not very good LOL. It was supposed to be Archie and co in middle school (which they already did… and no way could this show have beat The New Archies) and the pilot clip i saw was Archie Reggie and Jughead exploring some scary spooky house in the woods. I remember reaching out to Archie Comics’ Twitter at the time but given the account username I had at the time and that this was a bit before the peak of archie comics twitter being very fan interactive. I remember hearing that it was canceled in favor of Riverdale which does make sense with the timeline given the years. I don’t remember if this was something backed by facts or not. I’m pretty sure none of this is completely 100% lost because I did find some stuff back in 2018 that I may have access to still, I just also wanted to see if anyone else had anything or had even heard of it because I’ve hardly ever heard anyone bring up It’s Archie! I’m pretty sure the reason i had a much easier time finding stuff back then as oppossed to now is that riverdale had been out for a much shorter period of time (probably only a year or so) and now when i look for it i just get stuff about shooting for riverdale. Does not help that “it’s archie” is not a very good keyword considering a ton of articles use that same phrase to describe riverdale- it’s archie but fucked up and twisted etc etc.

[thejessis]

FOR THE VTM ASK GAME...give me 14, 26, 27, 32, and 42!!!!! FOR NICKY!!!! (and also 48 if you feel like it bc im genuinely curious)

WAAAUGH!!! 🥺💖 (my boy nick for reference! these are gonna get wordy bc I Ramble™ so I'm gonna put them under a cut)

14: How did they initially feel after being embraced? Did they like being reborn into something knew or did it take them a while to cope with their new reality?

ohhhh this is a juicy one

So Nicky's actual embrace was kind of a whirlwind, Cameron showed up and basically within the hour had Nick half-dead in the backseat of his car headed to the airport, and it was SCARY and STRESSFUL but in the moment everything happened so quickly that Nick didn't really have time to dwell on the gravity of the situation

It didn't really hit him until a couple days later, after he'd had a few nights under his belt to experience the real horrifying contrast between being human, which he knew, and the now twisted decrepit monster (to him, in his mind) he felt he had become basically overnight, and he was completely distraught. He started having regular, visceral nightmares (I don't think I've ever actually mentioned but other than a few exceptions he was actually having pretty consistent nightmares throughout the whole campaign! I was writing them all down somewhere) and went through a really dark period for like two-ish months at the start of his embrace, where with his newfound sharpness he memorized the layout of Cameron's house (while he was staying there, before he got his own place), memorized Cameron's schedule, and thought so constantly and obsessively of ways to kill him that it leaked into his dreaming until he was just having extremely graphic nightmares every night about just viciously murdering his sire in varying ways. After he woke up from one of these nightmares with the Beast scratching & clawing at the inside of his skull, caught somewhere between the brink of a frenzy and a full-blown panic attack, something slammed the brakes and fully rewired itself in his brain and he pulled himself way the hell back, deciding he wasn't going to let the monster win, and that he was going to have to start working hard to deliberately view his new existence and his dynamic with his sire differently if he was going to make it through this in one piece. (survivor nature, baybee!!) 26: Do they want to become human again or are they fine as a kindred?

Nick's coping as a vampire because that's just how he functions and because there's not really another option, he can find happiness and ease in any circumstance he's thrown into (SURVIVOR NATURE BAYBEEEE), but he would become human again in a MILLISECOND if he was offered the opportunity - he'd give up immortality and every new ability and power and heightened instinct he's gained to be able to regain his (physical) humanity.

27: Do they have a clan they don’t particularly like?

well I mean toreador's probably at the top of his list

Not really!! He teases and jokes but honestly he's genuinely amiable with every group and clan, all the varying politics and prejudices baked into each one kinda just go right over his head. He's not really lost in the sauce enough to hate one particular clan for any particular reason. (but he thinks it's funny to watch everyone else do it) 32: Do they like their ghoul if they do have one?

He doesn't have a ghoul! On the off chance that he DID he would definitely like them (he's fiercely affectionate and takes care of his own, so in the scenario where he ghouls someone I don't see him being cruel or distant), and I'm sure he gets on just fine with ghouls of people he knows, but he'd definitely never make a ghoul in a million years. No matter how normalized it is in his community he can't NOT look at ghouling from an outside perspective, and he just doesn't have the stomach for it. (but he's nice to other ghouls!!!! if not a bit stiff and uncomfortable)

42: Suppose they weren’t embraced by their clan, which other clan would they thrive in?

THE AMOUNT OF TIMES THIS BOY HAS BEEN CALLED A GANGREL IT'S LIKE A RUNNING GAG

no honestly I think despite the various downsides he's been shown, he would probably thrive as a Brujah and that's probably what he would pick for himself too if he had the choice - having a hairpin temper is a scary risk, but with his already-terrible feeding habits combined with his average already-hairpin New York temper I honestly don't feel like it would be that different an experience for him, maybe just turning up the dial a few notches. (plus, he still gets his celerity!)

if I had to pick a second place. ok. I know I joked about gangrel but honestly I think he'd have a blast.

HOWEVER! despite how HE may feel about it (and boy does he Feel About It) I actually think he's a perfect fit as a toreador, which is the funniest way it could have worked out, so WHETHER HE LIKES IT OR NOT MY BOY'S A TOREADOR POSTER CHILD 48: Detail things about your OC you spent a lot of time on!

Oh no that's everythinnnnnnggggggg i write so much extra shit for him all the time I'm thinking about him constantly I don't know what to piiiiccckkkkkkk

his loved ones all have names and specific aspirations, I have a hacker tag for his baby-est sister who's really into computers (it's smores_the_third)

i have detailed accounts in my phone about every adventure he's been on in an au storyline, including npcs who also have their own backstories

HE HAS AT LEAST 6 PLAYLISTS THAT I CAN THINK OF OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD AND I'VE ONLY SHARED FOUR OF THEM (one of them is his complicated-ass dynamic with cameron and I'm really proud of that one)

I also have a couple half-written wips that are much deeper introspectives into the way his brain works, details of his past human life, what he's gone through, things he's currently going through, etcetc — bc I really enjoy exploring his inner monologue, for someone who's extremely not booksmart he thinks and feels a lot about everything

I mentioned that I have a doc somewhere detailing the different nightmares he was having (THAT one was fun actually, I want to finish it, they were specific), and another in particular (I may have actually deleted this one, it's been a Minute) that detailed his "third parent" syndrome and the impact it had on his psyche as a teenager and then later as an adult - being put in a position where he had to raise several children from a very young age himself, which in turn conditioned him to pull so much of "himself" back over the course of most of his life that when it came down to it with Cameron he didn't even think TWICE about giving away his life and his humanity for his family, because that's just what you do when you have people to take care of! (some of this he got to unlearn during his time in vegas! we love growth!!!)

I COULD GO ON AND ON he is extremely fleshed out, i'm thinking about him always I love him I love him 🥺🥺🥺

[m1ckeyb3rry]

I’m realizing that typos that ended up autocorrecting into being from me typing so fast so if anything ever doesn’t make sense lmk LMAO

SHSH IM SO EXCITED FOR THAT OTOYA FIC childhood friends too good…like there’s just so much potential in that trope I feel jsjshdjsja

LMAOOO imagine the diff between Karasu being all sappy and Otoya being like “just get a side chick” I can see it

LMAOOO loser Nagi slander I laughed but fr!! Bye whipped Karasu is gonna be the end of me guys

NO FR HEAVY ON THE BAROU??? Like wdym red flag he’s literally husband material get out. But honestly he has one of the best growth mindsets imo too like he’s willing to learn from his mistakes and even kinda learns to communicate??? Also I have no idea how much of the light novel snippets you saw but essentially he’s a mamas boy (YEAHHHH) and basically helped around the house since he was 7 to help his mom out while his dad was working he def would have sm respect for his partner….also because he has two little sisters I feel like he’d grow to be protective over them for sure too….we need more people spreading green flag karasu agenda though like no this boy his bf material marriage material fr LMAO I forgot but he landed himself on the top 10 “would want to date irl” ranking list in Japan I think LMAO as he should

I’m gonna lose my mind when that match gets animated fr where’s that meme pic that’s like “I liked this before it was famous” that’s literally us….like we are the OGs LMAOOO

I NEED THE SISTER REVEAL SO BAD TOO I’m begging that he gets a light novel chapter and we see her OR we get one of those panel snippets again where we see her watching the match livestream (like Chigiri and Kunigami’s sisters or Aryu’s parents) actually you’re so right can someone just reveal everyone’s family members rn likeee I’m dying to see more of their lives outside of soccer too…and BABY NAGI FR I feel like that’s a lot of coping from me but baby nagi…..I need that visual (imagine he had one of those fuckass bowl cuts at some point in time too LMAOO then got too lazy to ever get a haircut again which is why it is the way it is now)

DHJSSH TAKE YOUR TIME!! I’ll be here patiently waiting for your next masterpiece…trust I will be reading those non-BLLK pieces regardless although I might have less commentary if I’m unfamiliar with the series LOL but I am very excited for the hioris works too and hollyhock….and my reqs…and POTENTIAL PEREGRINE COMEBACK??? Guys….prayers have been answered I love a good stream of content I can’t wait to read everything fr (seriously was in a drought for so long this is like paradise LMFAO)

Also I saw that nagireo post and I’m with you LMAO secret third option is that they suddenly become very static together…I’m ngl it’s kinda hard being not a fan of nagireo because er. Ok I’m sure not everyone is like this but many of the vocal fans on social media are uh. Not as receptive to constructive discussions…yeah…I’ll leave it at that LMAO

ALSO PAUSE NEW PFP?? I LOVE IT SHSHS NAGIS SO CUTE LMAOO

-Karasu anon

HAHAHA dwww i’m pretty good at deciphering things 🫡 but i will keep you posted if i’m ever lost fr 💖 i also make a lot of typos LMAO it’s okayy

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS WITH OTOYA TRULY IS THE MOST ELITE COMBO ‼️ i am so excited omg…like i’m abt to make this man suffer so bad 😰 i think he’s going to be a lot like karasu where he’s in love w reader the whole time BUT unlike karasu he has no idea that he is?? LMAO that probably makes no sense but i hope it does once i write it

otoya suggests karasu gets a side chick and he’s so offended that we get a second version of that dramatic ass nagireo breakup but it’s the tabieita breakup w karasu leaving otoya for yukimiya (otoya does NOT gaf and they’re back together in like one day max)

LOSER NAGI SLANDER ALWAYS 💖 he’s my special princess ofc but if i don’t lovingly make fun of my favs who will??

YESS the ln snippets was what i was referring to when i said he canonically respects women!! the way he stepped up to help out his mother and whatnot vindicated me so bad…like i KNEW he was a green flag and that just affirmed it!! the way he was so sad that his mother was working alone while taking care of two little kids 😕 barou truly would treat his partner so well and i agree he’s v willing to learn from his mistakes even if he’s cocky!! he’s also lowkey kinda shy i feel 😭 like when he was eating dinner w isagi during second selection after they beat reo kuni and chigiri LMAOAOA also i think out of everyone he and isagi have the healthiest rivalry — they go crazy on the field as one does but off the field they support each other and help each other out tbh. i think off field barou is so diff from his on field nonsense that it can be hard to see how ideal he is 👆🏻

SAME WITH KARASU ACTUALLY!! yeah on field he’s kind of a jackass and yeah he says random bullshit to hiori but as someone who has a younger brother i can 100% confirm that that’s just how teenage boys talk to one another 😭 and it completely does not correlate to how they are in normal company!! karasu based on hiori’s light novel works sooo hard to keep up w school, sports, and friends, PLUS he plans for his future and is tall & good looking…that truly is the kind of man you marry 🤭 i think for characters we don’t know super well (basically anyone but isagi) people just look at how they behave on the field and judge them on that but realistically they’re not going to be like that in a relationship

WE TRULY HAVE BEEN HERE!! not going to gatekeep because i need more tabieitaken fans to make more content but like…we saw the potential early on 🫡

I NEED TO SEE EVERYONE’S FAMILIES AGREED…manifesting karasu and otoya get light novels and we get to see their siblings then 🤞🏻 BABY NAGI WAS PROBABLY SO CUTE AND ROUND AND SQUISHY i bet he had fluffy hair back then too…if they give him a bowl cut i’ll cry it’s not nagi without his little bird’s nest cloud hairdo

it’s funny actually the non-bllk pieces are requests for fics based on a fic i wrote?? like they’re requests for original characters of mine 😭 which is like so crazy to me but also rlly flattering i guess HAHAHA i think you will enjoy the hiori reqs!! one of them is similar to one of your reqs for him so i might combine them a bit hehe 😏 BROOO I NEED TO GET BACK ON PEREGRINE I MISS WRITING FOR NAGI (i say that as if nagi has even made it to main character status yet 💔) the next bit is focused more on how y/n and reo became friends because we know from the future that they’re superrrr close but atm y/n like. hates his ass 😓 their platonic relationship is v special to me though because they truly go through everything together!! kind of a spoiler not really though but because he’s denied her attention before he’s denied soccer, y/n is almost like reo’s nagi before he meets nagi himself?? which is def going to switch around a lot of dynamics in a fun way. the good news is y/n is a lot more headstrong + better at communicating than nagi so there will be no dramatic y/nreo breakup scene 😭 no promises about y/n and nagi though 😈

NAGIREO FANS ARE TERRIFYING BRO THAT’S WHY I DIDN’T TAG THAT POST W ANYTHING!! like ok i get it your ship has sooo much evidence and backing and whatnot IDGAF it’s boring and i don’t like what it does to my favs (being nagi and reo themselves 😭) it’s my opinion but i promise i’m not homophobic or anything?? like what…idk i also feel like a large portion of the fandom likes nagireo and if they don’t it’s because they either don’t like nagi or don’t like reo which i’m in neither camp i just don’t prefer them as a combo!! i don’t think they’re good for one another but they’re also not toxic in an interesting way (because trust i’ll eat up a well done unhealthy relationship KDFHSJJS)…GIVE ME BACK NAGIBAROU 🙏🏻 GIVE ME BACK REO AND ZANTETSU 🙏🏻 or ykw make some new groups!! let reo be friends w like. aryu or smth 😭 or like karasu and nagi seemed to be hanging out at the arcade when all of them were there!! show me more of their vibe together (because honestly it’s working rlly well in epinagi)

NAGI IS THE CUTEST I LOVEEE HIM i may have a new theme now but he remains in his place of honor as my number one and therefore remains as my pfp this time 🗣️

[magical-glimpse]

Hello. I hope you're having a good day. Id like a dream interpretation if is possible.

In the dream i was back at my home in my home country, and I saw Mads Mikkelsen walking towards my house from the living room window. I said out loud "Oh no, he wouldn't". My mom walks to stand next to me and looks outside too, asking "what?". Then Mikkelsen was in front of my door and was greeting us. I went out to say hello and my mom came to and slapped him in the shoulder saying "I don't want grandkids with his face". Wich prompted me to intervene cause I saw the face the man was doing and I remember he eat the rude (Hannibal tv-show reference probably) His face changed from smiling to annoyed when my mom slapped him, so I stood in the middle and hide her behind me.

After that the scene change and im with my ex, who I haven't seen since 2018, in what seems to be a baseball stadium watching a game. I don't remember what happened but he started to cling to me like a child. Whining and asking me to hold him. He is a huge dude btw. I remember feeling ashamed cause he's a grown man acting like a baby. I held him tho. He was still whining in my arms and asked me to act like I was his mom and to kis him in his head and hold him. So i did.

After that he calmed down and we left the stadium. There's something in the middle I don't remember but we end up going to a desert kiosque for something sweet. There were 2 lines it seems and since my ex and I were 2 different people she had to serve me and then someone of the other line and then my ex.But it seems they knew who my ex dad's was so they were going to serve both of us right away.

I pointed to 2 slices of chocolate cake in the display case. And the lady was starting to pack them to give them to me. When she was packing the second a man in the other line walked up to the counter and put his arm between me and the already packed slice of cake. I told him that was mine. I think he said "Is that so?" but im not sure. In any case he didn't removed his arm. I don't remember why but I was angry. I took the slice from the counter between his arms and walked away.

He followed me. And again, don't remember what he said exactly but it made me extremely angry so I threw the dessert box against the floor with all my strength and stepped on it. I remember thinking I was being awfully rude.

Then there was a shift in the air. And I think the man attacked me somehow cause I started to think he was being rude. There was an aura of calamity taking over everything and the people who knew me started to panic and fight with other people.

There was this girl with a man, I think her boyfriend. She got a knife and started to stab him saying: " he's gonna come for us" and "he eat the rude" and other things I don't remember clearly. I was seeing that scene from the boyfriend perspective. I think he hit her before dying or something cause she was bleeding when the me of the dream walked past her and saw her in the floor.

I lost an eye in the fight with the other dude. My leg was bleeding too, I think the guy I was fighting also had a knife. In any case the girl saw me walking by and got on her knees and bowed her head until her forehead was touching the floor. I walked past her and is a blur again until i got to Hannibal's house.

A servant opened the door. A girl in a maid dress. And walked me to a drawing room. Hannibal was like... dangling from the roof tangled in some black ropes. He saw me and slowly the ropes disentangled from his body until he got to the floor and walked up to me.

He held my face between his hands and said "Look at you, you made it to me on your own feet". I felt his love like a mothers love. He was proud. I remember thinking "but I still lost an eye". I didn't said that tho. I said "I have someone i want you to eat". Then I woke up.

There's a lot missing. But is too blurry to make sense of it.

Thank you.

Okay so the first part let me think there is something worrying or making you feel nervous or unsafe coming head on in your life and you might not be able to know what to do with it ? Like being in a car that is about to crash, but very very tamed down.

The second part seems to talk about some fear of being vulnerable, especially being vulnerable in public with your emotions, with the idea of "needing someone" or being in need of affection or support from someone else. If that is the case, I want to remind you it is totally possible to be independent, and still feel worthy as a human being, and being able to ask for affection or love or comfort when you need it from someone else. It is perfectly okay to accept people in your life as a support to the self love and affection you give yourself, and it does not make you dependent, needy, less strong or less worthy of anything.

The part about the queue and the rude guy makes me think you have a fear about being stopped from receiving what you are owed and fully deserve to have ? Especially the fact it was some man who was trying to look intimidating, very mansplaing and glass-ceiling vibes. Are you working in a male-dominated industry ? It seems there is this deep fear here of someone interfering between you and your prizes. It pairs up quite well with your other dream and the first part. You give "girlbossing with commitment issues and an avoidant attachment style when dating men" vibes. You inspire, or want to inspire, deep respect in women (and fear/terror in men lmaoooo).

That last part seems to be your shadow side. I think you are full into your shadow phase, your light and your dark side are within your reach and they both only want to be explored and understood. There is a ruthlessness within you, a dark feminine archetype wanting to come out especially against the patriarchy or representations of oppression in general. This is what I understood, tell me if it makes sense or if I missed the mark, thank you !

[tropicalsnuggles]

Entry #2

TW: Mature themes - Thanatophobia, Cancer, Death, Manipulation, Graphic Violence, Swearing, Bad Grammar

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Dear Boardmembers, 

I want to initially express my gratitude for your efficiency. Ever since I started working at the University of Cryptozoology I have admired your timely responses to issues such as mine. My appreciation for the time you have taken to read and respond to my concerns is neverending. Thank you. 

Regarding the response that I have received in the mail. It appears as if my original letter of caution has not provided the proper information to show the complete urgency of this issue. Despite my earlier misgivings, I do plead for a second chance for this matter to be taken seriously. In this letter, I will more coherently explain the grave operations of The Dealmaker. 

I will start off by focusing on the only two accounts that explain the workings of The Dealmaker. Entries #74 and #290 show actions instead of pure results. These entries can be found in their pure format along with all of the twenty thousand entries I have gathered. Please open the blue envelope for this information. 

Entry #74 concentrates on Martha Gaywash from Canada. Around the time of her disappearance, Martha was sixteen. Since the age of twelve Martha had a personal blog that she would update daily. She was best described by her Amber Alert, “last seen wearing a blue shirt with the greek goddess Athena,”

In the fall of 2016, Martha was diagnosed with leukemia. This diagnosis caused her mental health to rapidly spiral out of control. Section B in my annotations regarding Entry #74 highlights her rapid decline in emotional and mental stability.

Section E is an unedited version of Martha’s last post that was uploaded to her blog. This post was made on January 1st, 2020. Ten minutes before she would do what she did. The post would also reference what I believe are the effects of The Dealmaker. She comes across as what can only be described as having a mental breakdown, with sentences that lead to nowhere, and improper grammar. She claims that she is worrying herself sick over “the voice in the wind that mukes fucky fuck shit shit goo byed bye,” As you can see later in her final sentences she questions if the so-called “voice in the wind” were the greek gods trying to save her from her gradual demise. 

Police investigations reveal that at 1:04 a.m. Martha left the family house through the sliding backdoor. She entered a terrible blizzard with only her coat, boots, mittens, inhaler, greek mythology books, and a picture of her dads with the family cat. A day later; police dogs followed her impressive twelve-mile hike into the forest that was a part of the family’s property. The dogs lost the scent along the frozen pond. Where it is assumed that she fell in. Yet, no body has been discovered. 

What was found was one of Martha’s worn-out mythology books. On the inside of the book cover was a message from Martha- written out with melted snow and blood. Her sentences are more comprehensible. It reads; Dad, Papa, I contcantfucking stand myself i now you say tha t this curse is not my fault but i cant help feel guilt thee disney trips the dontians from neigbors the fundraising i cant i cant take it it feels like its my prison sentence my punishment for existing and getting this this this thing i just wnt to go back back to when it was just the three of us instead of the forth draining one i need ot it go back i just have to find a way so i idid i did your gonna think im a mad madperson but i finally found th e answer i im likea  bee following th e smell of nectar im following this voice that tlls me everythin will be alright i truly think its Athena she knows ive been devoted its hard to follow im so tired i cant tfeel my teeth i ts ahrd to write my hands are freezing im inhaler isnt working im starting to get scard dad papa thewind is strong but these damn crows their just chilling watching me the thoughts that im gonna die out hea r im truing to ignore becasue the thoughts of a happy life are all that ive wanted when ive come abc and athena has made me strogern il life those thougts with you

My assistant Mr.Lim went to the victim’s house for further information. The interrogation was refused and Mr.Lim had the police called on him. The parents of Martha showed textbook Type D post-interaction behavior. This is where Entry #74 ends. 

I believe that before I can truly analyze Entry #74. I must explain the details of Entry #290 in a similarly comprehensible manner. 

Entry #290 focuses on victim Mdlui Cele. On November 14th, 2005 Mdlui would travel from South Africa to California in order to visit the Sequoia National Park. He had planned to take pictures of the park over the course of the week. His plans would fall apart. As two days into his vacation at 3:37 p.m. Mdlui was officially announced as missing. 

Only Mdlui’s camera was found. The photos that have come from the camera have not yet been released to the public. However, I have managed to gather police descriptions of these photos. Out of the five-hundred photos that had been taken the last three are of notice. Photograph #498 is described to be from the perspective of Mdlui. He is on the dry forest floor. His clothes were tattered and worn by oceans of blood. His organs were in places that they shouldn’t have been, near his feet, his duodenum on his thigh. The cause of this displacement is unknown; the damage was bad enough that he would have had twenty minutes before he bled to death. 

Photograph #499 focuses on the towering Sequoia trees. Their large branches are being pushed by a large gust of wind. The tree trunks are hunched over as the stress of the wind overwhelms them. The issue with this picture is that November 16th, the date this picture was taken, had been a notably breezeless day. There are no signs of alterations in the photo. 

Photograph #500 is exceptionally particular. Based on the police report, there is a fuzzy distortion that is associated with cryptids and their effects on pictures. Only Mdlui’s blood-stained hand can be barely made out. Everything else is distorted in a tv static haze. The official report does not mention the following anomaly. Further investigations reveal that several officers are to have stated that there appears to be a tiny hand resting on one of Mdlui’s fingers. I believe that these photographs are vital to the understanding of The Dealmaker. With your backing, the possession of these photographs should be manageable. 

These two detailed accounts present us with questions and answers. I will start with the answers first. The Dealmaker targets victims who are on their last leg, close to death. This cryptid only hunts in edge habitats. The wind is an element that is closely associated with this cryptid. In the original Basil Smith account and in Entry #74 the wind appears to be the tool that is used to manipulate victims, possibly animals. This manipulation causes people to act irrationally, such as entering a violent snowstorm. Victims are emotionally, mentally, and physically unstable, and in need of a way to get out of their dire situation. Families of victims inherit Type D post-interaction behavior, further research must be conducted in order to validate this claim. The Dealmaker-related disappearances are always associated with near-death, edge habitat, and wind. Victims are never seen again. The Dealmaker is clever, wickedly so,  in all of the two-thousand accounts that I have gathered. Only three accounts have given the smallest bits of information. This explains why this cryptid has barely been acknowledged by cryptozoologists. Imagine the horrors that we have yet to shed light on. 

The list of questions is alarmingly dreadful. It is almost impossible to have a comprehensible list of questions. It is my duty to at least try.

 If The Dealmaker is the cause of near-death experiences or if it waits till victims are near death is unknown. Why these people are chosen as targets is unknown. Whenever the victims of The Dealmaker are alive or deceased is unknown. It is my assumption that victims are deceased since a victim has never been seen again. 

The common theme of using the wind to manipulate victims is concerning. Does this mean that any gust of wind is dangerous or does it mean that certain windy areas are dangerous? How can the University even protect society against something as perpetual as the wind? It’s incomprehensible. 

The Basil Smith document and Entry #74 both mention crows. What is the significance of crows? Why was Mdlui sliced open so badly that his organs were spilling out? Why did he feel the need in his final moments to take pictures? How did a sick teenager make a twelve-mile hike in such horrid weather conditions? How come Mduli and Martha were able to give us clues but no one else could? Why did no one else notice such a large gust of wind in Mduli's photo? The apparently tiny hand in Photograph #500– is that some sort of illusion caused by the blurry picture or a clue? 

A large range in habitat over such a long period of time could suggest many things. Either The Dealmaker is unaffected by the passage of time, we’ve seen this in werewolves, or this means that there are multiple generations of The Dealmaker.

The Dealmaker is a despicable cryptid, might I add a true pure evil in this world. This manipulation and malice is something that the University has not seen before.  

I have run the numbers and The Dealmaker is 40% more lethal than the most previously dangerous cryptid known to the University. When The Dealmaker enters an area the rate of disappearances increases by 64.8%.  This cryptid can and will do damage to society. Who is the University to not stop this madness? To not stop the wretched acts that have been under our noses? Now that I have given the information I implore you to act. 

I propose more funding for the research of this cryptid. I am only a team of two. A team of two hundred can more efficiently find information on how The Dealmaker operates and how to prevent people from disappearing. The possession of the photographs from Entry #290 is also vital in investigating this creature. My assistant is currently constructing a possible protection plan for potential victims against The Dealmaker. With your backing, the University can finally let this monster meet justice. I will gladfully lead this project if I’m given the power. 

Once again I must thank you for your time and once again– I ask for this situation to be taken seriously. Thank you, I do truly believe we can get rid of the devils and monsters of this world. 

Sincerely, 

Dr. García

[saym0-0]

like this is all well and good but zer0's house was definitely in the 90s, they definitely said that. idk im rejigging

i think im just gonna shift his solo career back like thirty years,, like he was in the band up until the 70s or something then he began his solo career? its a struggle cos you don't wanna disrupt the established timelines of the other bots too much,, i want him around at least in the 50s because of that one throwaway line in the 10 year show that i took and ran with that implied he was one of the bots when clockwork vaudeville takes place,, hm okay i think i know

alright, proper timeline under the cut because 120 years is a lot to cover and it got long

1894/5- the bots he was made from were built, but their power cores weren't strong enough, and they were never powered on

1896- after Rabbit and The Spine were built, Col Walter came back to the prototype bots and fixed them up into one bot that did function- Zer0!

1897- after the war, just like in canon, he was put down in the basement and largely forgotten.

1939- after hatchy was vaulted, they didn't like that they only had four bots, so Col Walter was like 'oh yeah! i forgot about the other guy!' and brought Zer0 up and fixed him up to be able to play music. because he was unknown to the military at this point, and still getting used to the world around him again, he was not enlisted into ww2.

1956- clockwork vaudeville! at the new pennsyltucky worlds fair. ill be honest i have no idea where The Jon would be at this point, maybe the war properly put him out of commission for like eleven years or maybe hes off becoming the mayor of biscuit town idk.

1963- Zer0 strikes out on his own! starting a small but successful and long running career performing at various venues around the US.

1965- Zer0 dodges the draft for vietnam, because nobody knew where he was.

1969- Zer0 briefly meets up with Upgrade, who's attempting to start her own solo career, and they perform a few shows together before parting ways.

1986- Zer0's career finally starts picking up, and he begins performing for bigger audiences and appearing on television shows

1992- february 29th- the first episode of Zer0's House airs. despite the first episode airing on a saturday, the show was on every other thursday year round. the show was met with overwhelming positivity, with Zer0's fame skyrocketing

1993- facing enormous backlash at the initial plan to only air on leap years, Zer0's house is renewed another year.

1997- popularity of the show dwindles, but a devout following remains.

1999- as the audience grows ever smaller, the final episode of Zer0's House is annonced for the following year.

2000- february 29th- the final episode of Zer0's house airs. Zer0 returns to his solo career roots and returns to the musical stage, keeping up a small but devout following.

2008- i cant decide whether he should rejoin the band and stick to canon from there or if he should continue his solo career until it all crashes and burns ://

2012- if he does rejoin in 2008, he leaves again now, if not then idk he gains a boost in popularity or something

2014(?)- he invests all his money in the abstract concept of love

2015- he releases an autobiography, titled 'How I Lost All My Money By Investing in an Abstract Concept'. it only sold one copy.

2017- broke and alone, Zer0 returns to Walter manor and rejoins the band.

aaaand after that its all the same as canon :3 this took a lot of brain power but hey, at least now i have a concrete Zer0 timeline to reference and hopefully not forget that its not actually canon :3333

if you also want to use this, no need to credit back to me, all i did was shift some dates around and flesh out Zer0's House, but a link might just generally be helpful for reference purposes c:

and if ive missed anything vitally important let me know! like, say, bebops entire friendship with zer0 that i couldnt figure out how to fit in

realising Zer0's timeline doesn't make a whole lot of sense so im keeping the important bits and rejigging it, stay tuned

[knowyourplace-fool]

im so excited for your anime blog!! I hope all is well!! may i request a noncon smut yandere eren (bc im horny for some jeager lmao) where the reader escapes from the jeagerists and he chases her down? titan form or not, tis up to you, love!!

⚠️: NON CON, Yandere!Eren, baby trapping, degradation, toxic Eren, semi public sex

-> ahhhhh! My first h.c request!!! :D

-> Sorry for any mistakes

-> has spoilers!

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For some reason, Eren wanted you with him and his “team” at all times

Even though you refused to be apart of it, you didn’t exactly have a choice because he’d drag you along with him anyways

Everyone was too worried about themselves to care about your whereabouts

It was your fifth day locked up in a jail cell

You hadn’t seen Eren in weeks because he was too busy planning with his brother

Floch came down time to time, just to give you a lecture on how great Eren is and how he’s gonna save Paradis Island

You honestly didn’t care about what Eren was doing, you just needed to get the hell out of the jail cell

Fortunately for you, later that day an unfamiliar face was guarding you

She didn’t have a gun and looked a bit nervous

Newbie, huh?

You made an excuse and said you have to use the washroom really badly, so she reluctantly let you out

You didn’t hesitate at all and hit her as hard as you could

Once she was down, you took her uniform to wear as a disguise

You left the basement in a hurry, trying to figure out which building you were in

After running down endless halls, you finally found an exit

You kept your head down and walked out naturally, wanting to get in a crowd before someone sees you

As you’re walking away, in the corner of your eyes you see a pair of green ones staring you down

Both of you realized in the exact same moment and you bolted while he followed closely behind

You ran towards the market, hoping to lose him in the small crowds but Eren had his eyes locked on you

You could feel his eyes on the back of your neck

All you could think about is what the hell was he doing here! Floch told you in the morning that he was coming back in 2 days!

You turned into a narrow alley in between the houses and kept doing so, hoping you’d lose him in the process

That is, until you hit a dead end

He was right behind you the whole time and now has you trapped in a secluded alleyway

You tried to look for another way out, but it was no use

“What do you want, Eren? You can’t keep me in that filthy jail cell forever.”

“I’m protecting you.”

“I don’t need your fucking protection. I can take care of myself.”

“You don’t understand anything now but soon you will.”

“It’s official! You’ve lost your fucking mind. Just let me go.”

He began moving closer to you, and you started moving back

The alleyway was too narrow, you wouldn’t be able to squeeze past Eren if you made a run for it

“Eren, stop! Just tell me what you want from me.”

“If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. And even if you did, you wouldn’t agree.”

“What the hell are you talking about?!”

“My time is coming to an end. I didn’t want to leave this place without leaving a mark.”

You stared at him in confusion

“A mark? What do you-”

“I want to have a child.”

You put the pieces together quickly and instantly started shaking your head, ‘no’

“I’d hate to have to force it on you, but I will if you refuse.”

“Please Eren, I’m not the right one for this. Speak to Mikasa, I’m sure-”

“I don’t have feelings for Mikasa. I have feelings for you and I know you’d be the greatest mother to my offspring.”

“Eren you can’t expect me to allow you to do this. It’ll also put me in danger.”

“They’ll protect you. Especially if you’re carrying my child.”

You knew who he was referring to

Mikasa and Armin wouldn’t let a thing happen to you

“You’re crazy. I’m not doing it.”

“I’m not giving you an option.”

He cornered you, there was no other way to get out

Before you could scream for help, he covered your mouth and turned you around so your face was squished up against the house

You felt his hands lift up your dress and pull down the waist band of your underwear

His fingers made its way to your folds and entered it

“You say you don’t want me but your soaked.”

“Please, Eren. Anything but this.” You cried out

It was your last option

Maybe someone would hear you crying and come save you or maybe he’ll feel bad and let you go

But all your hope vanished when you heard him taking off his pants

You sobbed into his hand when he pushed in

You tried to bite him but he only held onto your jaw and fucked you harder

He bent you over a nearby stack of wooden crates and continued to violate you and degrade you

“You’re gonna look so pretty with my baby knocked in you. No man would marry a women with a child. You’ll spend the rest of your life alone and when you die, I’ll be waiting for you.”

He began to pick up his pace which indicated that he was close.

This was your last chance.

You began struggling even more, hoping to get away before he gets the chance to cum inside of you

Eren wasn’t dumb, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pushed his whole length in before releasing

Warm cum filled your walls and you let out one more whimper when he pulls out

“Y-you’ve ruined my life.”

“That’s what everyone tells me.”

[threepoint14art]

THAT WAS SO FAST OH MY GOD @chocottang hiii :3c I'm glad you don't mind I'm glad you don't mind!! ok so for. the other two, neuron activation AGAIN for the other two, yet another info dump (not as long) TLDR we changed Fox, Megs house did burn down like in canon

SO! Fox is the one who we changed the most, however i did keep his fear of fire, but not for the reasons you might think (shinji chair image)

Since both spring and meg were victims to a fire i wanted to switch it up with this little guy, if you see the pictures on my prev response the little guy with long red hair thats fox (trans beam ily), you can see that the boy is way too happy and kinda chill about his situation while meg just looks like the most dissociated kid you will ever see, this has a reason.

Fox was kinda just, born into the system, he's the type of case where he was abandoned at birth and he just lived there, he does not really care for his bio parents or anything of the sort, because he had Spring. So he always seemed happy and pleased ever since he met spring because he didn't have anyone to miss, his reference for what a parent was alligned with Spring so well he didn't grieve not having a "real family" for too long. Fox sorta defenitelly sees spring as more than an older brother, and it eats him up inside because he can recognize that spring should have been at the club/ref and that him forcing that parental role onto him might just make spring feel a little insane, because he can see that spring doesnt really see himself as a full fledged adult much LESS a parent. But anyways that wasn't the point Fox's schordingers parent situation just drives me up a wall

Fox was born into it, however his entire fear of fire thing is sort of aquired, aquired from Spring who is (reasonably so) deadly fucking afraid of fire, and spring who still somehow managed to cook for them two when they were too small to do so, and spring who has had a lot of literal shutdowns and meltdowns over fire throughout the years. If you saw the person you trusted the most and protected you, if you saw your dad big brother, freak out so hard at something you would grow really wary of it too, aquired.

Meg,,,,,,,, still lost it all to a fire, im gonna be honest i dont remember if it was ever proven that she and fox were bio siblings but thats not the case anymore (still very much siblings though), but the elusive burnt down picture of megs "older brother" I took as,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, drumrolls,,,, Maggie from the nightmares

Basically as a child would do, this little thing sort of throws a temper tantrum one night bcause she thinks their family’s being really unfair and decides to run away from home, her parents decide to make a really big sweet dinner and it starts the fucking house fire. Maggie is not caught in it because he went outside to look for Meg, and Meg comes home in the middle of the night to see their house in flames, police and firefighters surrounding them and talking to their crying brother. Tries to run in, gets burned really badly on the face and on their leg. And then goes to the orphanage.

Survivors guilt and allat, the kid dissociated so incredebly horribly hard for so many years and also blocked out a lot of stuff. She doesn't really remember much other than THAT night and some disconected memories of loving her parents, but doesn't remember faces, and also forgot most if not all about Maggies existence, the kid dissociated and forgot incredebly hard. Also is very adverse to fire, which contributes to Fox and that second hand fear of fire of his.

thank you multi he really does have all of them he shoulda've been at the club <///3

Ok so first of all i love reading your guys' tags always and forever, second of all @chocottang HIII CHOCOO (please do tell me if tagging annoys you!) You turned my braincell on, you asked such a simple and normal question and now you are gonna get lore'd about spring im so sorry- ok ok so answer here and then i start ranting about all the things ive done to this poor man if anyones interested:

He is not on the aro spectrum he just never really thought about romance for the LONGEST time. Rubbing my hands like an evil fly why would that be? Read to find out

Also while spring himself is not on the aroace spectrum i do present cami, owynn, bonnie and puppet to you humbly, the silliests ever

Basically, as you MAY have noticed, the guy has a lot of burn scars (shocking), that's because when he was little his house burnt down and his parents died and he got super fucked up, he's been in the foster system since he was like 10, no family wanted to take him in because his parents had him when they were super young and thus were disowned. So we start off strong with that, and it gets worse!

I wanted to make spring a little more unhinged because wowzers the sprintrap animatronic is evil, however his chill attitude captivated me, so i decided to make the unhinged him be his younger self, children are cruel adults are scary people in the foster system get treated as "a way to give people who cant have bio kids families" or "charity cases" instead of normal children with a lot of unnadressed issues who deserve a change to grow up with a semblance of normalcy. He was alone and scared and angry at life and thus tended to get into a lot of fights and to stealing stuff and such. Problem kid status + visibly scarred led him to never really finding a permanent home, not that he wanted one, because most of the adults in his life scared him and also wanted him to have a "new" life, AKA forget his parents and accept these new strangers as parents, horrible!

This little kid who is very scared and alone and wishes for nothing more than his parents calming him down again meets 2 even smaller kids and just, projects onto them. He started coping with all the stuff in his head through taking care of children and pretending it was also him who was being taken care of so softly and tenderly, the children being meg and fox. He just starts taking care of them and subconciously growing up really fast to get them the support and whatever they need and then out of literally nowhere hes 18. He's like "oh crap wth" Gets send off to the real world having BARELY graduated from highschool and with some money, he cannot bear the thought of losing any more people and just looks into becoming the other 2's legal guardian and gets them out of the system to live with him in the worlds cheapest house he could find

So what I mean is that he hyperfocused on being a caretaker and getting money and growing up and getting ten thousand things that the thought of romance was not even anywhere near his head, having FRIENDS was nowhere near his head. He had to find a job he had to enroll the other 2 into school he had to find another job he had to make sure their house didn't fall apart by the seams. Also fun fact, the more he grew up the more he realized he is a literal carbon copy of his dad, but visibly scarred! have fun looking in the mirror buddy

In his head, he does not really see himself as a full grown adult even though hes 24, and his weird thought of "adults being scary" still persists even though he himself is one, he doesn't like talking to grown people and that isn't helped by how he spent most of his life with Fox and Meg, he is not used to talking to people his age or older and he was too busy to actually process that romance might be something he wanted when he was just drowning in ten other thousand things already. As he got older and fox and meg also got older and got partime jobs his burden was lessened a lot and he was allowed to CHILL a little

So those 2 idiots in the drawing are vincent and leti,,, they might look like ocs and at this point they kinda are but they ARE based on the bg characters of Camarero and "Novia", they both also have their own can of worms to unpack it's insane.

Spring met Vincent at work, new coworker new hire and then Leti just stopped by sometimes to talk to vincent and he went thought ten billion crisis because "having a crush as an adult is so embarassing i need to be paying taxes"

So TLDR he had his first crushes ever at 24 because at that age he was actually allowed to chill a little and his brain finally had the room to process that romance was in fact, real. He also had to go through the "i like men???????? Im poly??¿¿" thoughts at 24, he shoulda've been at the club/ref

[noeggets]

Scourge? Thoughts on his character or how would you interpret him in your canon?

okay well in my canon which i call our canon (me and @ssxdz2 i tag her because its more of her scourge i just use him every headcanon comes from how she interprets him in our world)

Scourge is not Sonic im not gonna go into Sonics family in Scourge i will if anyone ask about Aleena but sense this is Scourge i will go into everything that matters on his part

Scourge is the first child of Aleena and Dash (Dash is like a country boy who she met when they were children playing with Bernie she met Dash and his best friend Mighty's dad who i dont remember his name right now) there is a story there about Mighty's dad but i wont go into it cause this isn't about Mighty or his family

Aleena has super speed Dash has super speed so Scourge is gonna be a product of that

i don't remember why she had to leave him with Dash cause she took Sonia Manic and Sonic with her (and lost her children cause this ain't sonic underground Chuck took Sonic with him back to knothole / island place and she took care of Manic and Sonia until she had to leave to go to the hedgehog - echidna war and help out AGAIN im not getting way into this because this isn't about her but thats some backstory)

she did have to leave him with her husband anyway Dash didn't really know how to take care of him he took care of him wrong causing him to hate him more so he gave his son to a temporary new family planing on going back to get him but forgot about him

the new family wasn't a good family and i don't think they really cared about him so he hates his dad and his new family

Scourge grew up in station square where he met up with Manic and Sonia sometime in his life he knows Manic and Sonia are his siblings cause he saw them as babies he doesn't really care or talk to them much at this point in his life but does ask for help from them when he really needs it (Sonia gets dragged into the whole BuT wE'rE fAmiLy act everytime)

//Trigger warning Drug Abuse//

Scourge and Manic are drug buddies Manic makes money by being a dealer Scourge will again use the family status to sway him to give him some but if it doesn't work he will threaten him if Manic is feeling brave enough to refuse

//End//

Sonia believes him to be a good for nothing not bothering to check in on him because hes probably always up to nothing good she tells Manic to stop interacting with him cause his bad will rub off on him

Scourge and Rouge are really close friends like almost definition best friends she lets him hide in her house (her secret house before she was part of G.U.N) when hes on the run they enjoy almost the same things theft included i think they almost were together but Rouge was like nahh thats my bestie

The only reason they met is because they both lived in station square i don't know how they met but they met and that duo is one of my favorite things about him

they are still friends Rouge is just a little busier nowadays but she visits him sometimes they still a duo she talks to him about her love life hes that kind of friend

Scourge and Sonic's first meeting was like a puppy meeting a dog for the first time Sonic didnt even know he had family outside of Uncle Chuck Sonic was eager to meet him and get to know him when they moved to station square from the island sonic soon found out Scourge is hard to deal with and makes really non-heroic life choices but they continue to be on good terms enough to chill together always Sonic really cares about him Scourge really cares about Sonic he nicknames him Blue but calls him that and only that all the time

Scourge hates his dad he wont even call him his dad or dad at all it is his life wish for his parents to separate he really loves his real mother and aunt tho

(Aleena and Aunt Bernadette who he affectionately refers to as Ma and Auntie ) Bernie spoils him and gives him his favorite food her home made lemon squares he ate so many he got fat once

Scourge is a player we know this everybody knows this but he kinda really likes Bunnie i think he keeps trying to sway her every chance he gets

Scourge also was with Fiona when he lived in station square she left the island Sonic and Tails lived on in the orphanage when i think Eggman took her but she escaped him and became friends with him never saying a thing about her past to him fearing he wont understand yet felt okay enough to form a relationship with him that was not the best for her mental health due to him cheating all the time

(IDW era) Scourge currently lives with Fiona and her new boyfriend (Lightning Lynx) alongside the Destructix he lives a calmer more relaxed life now his team who hes not the leader of anymore (Fiona is) he does a little good now and then but is ultimately still a trouble maker

He made friends with Mighty who introduced him to Ray he is a bad influence on Mighty but Mighty seems to not change from it at all

Scourge is the first child i said before i don't think he ever uses his status against his siblings

Scourge 18 | Sonia 16 | Sonic 15 | Manic 14 Sonic DX Era

Scourge 22 | Sonia 20 | Sonic 19 | Manic 18 start of forces

everybody kinda lost their minds in forces so i cant talk further on that until our written what happened in forces document is recovered so i can tell you what he did

Over all her Scourge is a funny little dude who makes wise cracks and i like her ver of Scourge who is like the guy who makes fun of everyone in the room

[whomst-art-thou-whomst-whomst]

Texts from The Lost Tomb, part 3

I didn’t mean for this to stray into angst but like the lack of updates with Li Cu in LTR?? I had to do it to em.

Wushanju Crew Chat, 11:05pm

Li Cu: what’s up losers I’m outside

Li Cu: someone come on and open the damn door

Wang Meng: Language:(

Li Cu: fine, someone come on and open the damn door please

Snake Eyes Chat, 7:00am

Wu Xie: hey are you awake? Sorry I missed you coming in:) was finishing up some work. How was the end of your first semester? Did that geology paper go well? Did the food budget work out or do you need some extra money next semester?

Li Cu: yeah about your work

Li Cu: heard a little rumor

Li Cu: about you going through some stuff during ur recent trip

Li Cu: some stuff you maybe forgot to mention

Li Cu: and you told me we gotta check in with stuff, so this is me checking in, okay

Wu Xie: oh? What stuff?

Li Cu: idk just like

Li Cu: THE STUFF WITH YOU ALMOST FUCKING DYING FOR FUCKING MONTHS AND THE WAREHOUSE SHIT AND ERJING AND PEOPLE HURT YOU AND WHAT THE FUCK IS A THUNDER CITY AND NOONE FUCKING CALLED ME ABT THOSE PARTS ONCE

Wu Xie: oh. That stuff.

Li Cu: yeah asshat I’m in the kitchen whenever you’re ready to explain your fucking bullshit. Also you’re out of milk wtf how am I supposed to make breakfast here

Main Chat, 11:14am

Wu Xie: okay so it’s possible I fucked up a little bit.

Wang Pangzi: THERES JUST SO MUCH YOU COULD BE REFERRING TO I DONT KNOW WHERE TO START

Zhang Qiling: What’s wrong?

Honorary Wu Chat, 11:30am

Wang Pangzi: KID IM SO SORRY THAT PUNK IS A TRAINWRECK BUT YOU KNEW THAT

Wang Meng: Welcome home, Li Cu <3 not much has changed, ultimately.

Wang Pangzi: IT DIDNT EVEN OCCUR TO ME THAT HE WOULDNT TELL YOU EVERYTHING ABOUT IT ONCE THE REST OF US FIGURED IT OUT

WAIT HOW DID YOU FIND OUT

Li Cu: it’s okay. not your fault, uncle. Doesn’t matter how I found out. Wait wait hold on what do you mean “the rest of us figured it out” who figured it out

Wang Pangzi: SAY HELLO LIU SANG

Liu Sang: …hello.

Wang Pangzi: SAY MORE THAN THAT.

Liu Sang: uh…so you’re Wu Xie’s protégé, huh?

Li Cu: oh well howdy there homewrecker

Liu Sang: Excuse me??

Zhang Qiling: I think someone on the roof is calling me and I should go find out.

Wang Meng: I would also very much like to be removed from this conversation.

Wang Pangzi: AHAHAHAHA KIDDO IVE MISSED YOU

Li Cu: all I’m saying is aren’t you the little creep who’s obsessed with Xiao Ge

Liu Sang: ???

Zhang Qiling: Li Cu is referring to a brief period of irrational thought on Wu Xie’s part, where he mistakenly believed you to be a threat to our relationship.

Liu Sang: what do you mean a threat??

Wang Pangzi: WHAT DO YOU MEAN TIANZHEN HAD “A BRIEF PERIOD OF IRRATIONAL THOUGHT”

YOUVE MET YOUR HUSBAND RIGHT

Wang Meng: can you please take me off this chat.

Liu Sang: Wait, so Wu Xie told you about me, but…reading between the lines, he didn’t mention the cancer or anything bad that happened? Oh yikes.

Li Cu: don’t change the subject “Liu Sang”

if that is your real name

Like yeah you’re right abt it but still

just saying

heard you got good ears but I’ve got snake powers

kinda

so like no more funny business okay you superhearing harlot

Wang Meng: LANGUAGE, LI CU. IN THIS HOUSE WE SHOW GOOD MANNERS.

Wang Pangzi: LMAO OH DO WE NOW

Zhang Qiling: Li Cu, this is all unnecessary and childish. Please apologize.

Li Cu: you say that now bruh but apparently you weren’t complaining when he was all “idol this” and “idol that”

oh and hey Wang Meng while we’re here can I show you my business class grade report later bc Wu Xie is all “what matters is that you learned and enjoyed the experience” blah blah all eat pray love you know how he gets and I want to actually discuss areas to improve so that when I take over this joint I do better than Wu Xie? Tho that shouldnt be hard lol

Wang Meng: hurtful but accurate. I’ll bring my best red pen:)

Liu Sang: oh my god. I’m too jetlagged to keep up with any of this.

Wang Pangzi: BEST. DAY. EVER. IM SCREENSHOTTING THIS FOR HEI XIAZI.

Not A Homewrecker Chat, 11:52am

Liu Sang: Okay, we started off on the wrong foot.

Li Cu: I agree let’s start over

Start with how your little prank game almost got ppl killed

Liu Sang: And I seriously regret that. But we moved past that.

Wow, he seriously skipped over so much bullshit but didn’t skimp on mine, huh.

Li Cu: AHA so you ADMIT IT

Liu Sang: I’d like to think I’ve grown since then. That I’ve come to see Xiao Ge as a person and mentor, rather than an idol. I count Pangzi and Wu Xie as my close friends. I’m going to be staying here with them right now, I hope you can be okay with that.

Li Cu: see in my head you were going to be a lot less mature about it and I had a bunch of great follow-up insults planned

Liu Sang: I figured. I’d like us to be friends, though. Or at least not enemies.

Li Cu: okay but only bc you don’t know me yet so you won’t judge too much for this and I need to get this out to somebody I’ve been thinking about it for hours and my friends are still in finals and I’m stressing a little bit maybe

Liu Sang: ?

Li Cu: I yelled at dad

*Wu Xie sorry autocorrect

Liu Sang: …uh huh.

Li Cu: I yelled at him earlier. for keeping all that stuff from me. He started crying

Liu Sang: Wu Xie has been pretty emotional since we got back. Not necessarily your fault.

Li Cu: I made him cry right there at the kitchen sink and it felt like maybe the worst thing I’ve ever done

Snake venom and stabbings, no tears

Me saying I wouldn’t have gone to his funeral, all tears

Which I know was shitty to say but I was really mad

Liu Sang: If it’s any consolation, I think Wu Xie can understand the concept of being led by his emotions to make bad decisions…better than most people.

Li Cu: Xiao Ge came in then and looked weird

Like weirder than usual

Like he didn’t know which of us to be more mad at

Liu Sang: A common problem for the iron triangle, I understand.

Li Cu: I just ran out I didn’t have words right then and I feel stupid

but whenever they come back from their walk I’m gonna say sorry and stuff bc i could’ve come home to his funeral and I’m mad about it but also like. I could have come home to his funeral. I can get mean when I’m in a freakout mood. It’s not like I was scared or anything at all I don’t get scared really anymore ever but just like. Freaked out.

Liu Sang: He’s probably going to say sorry, too.

Li Cu: sorry I called you a homewrecker. Didn’t mean to slut-shame either

Liu Sang: I admit that after the initial shock, it was pretty funny. Super hearing harlot, it should be on my business card;)

Li Cu: this situation with Wu Xie is weird but kinda good ya know. And I have these freakouts sometimes that something maybe bad could happen to this situation. So consider this a shovel talk. But like, also not a shovel talk at the same time.

also I appreciate you saving his life and whatnot

Liu Sang: Noted. Now. Coffee?

Li Cu: sounds sick.

Be in the kitchen in 10. You can pick out what we watch for the household tv show tonight. no way is Wu Xie choosing some dry documentary about gravestone rubbings again. Pangzi just watches real housewives reruns and Xiao Ge won’t watch tv after he caught the last half hour of A Walk To Remember. Also i need my phone now to send some $ to Hei Xiazi since I owe him for…providing some intel

Liu Sang: Not even surprised.