#i have more to do but that one really made me sad and i think i wanna sleep im t ired

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The Prophecy (SMAU ft. Lando Norris) Part V

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader (fem!y/n)

summary: what happens after the break-up that noone saw coming? as Y/N L/N gears up to release her next album, each song reveals a little bit of the past, present and future of her relationship with Lando Norris. Inspired by a curated playlist built around "The Prophecy".

note: this is RPF and is obviously in no way, shape, or form reflective of real persons.

genre: social media au, angst, exes to lovers, happy ending

[A/N: I can't believe we're coming to an end of this! Just one part left to go... And then if you'd like, a whole bunch of 'deleted scenes' :)]

part i part ii part iii part iv

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post-race November, 2026

November 25-27, 2026

[Excerpt: BBC Radio 1 Interview with Lando Norris]

“And this morning we’ve got a very special guest on the show, it’s Lando Norris!”

“Hi Greg, how are ya?”

“Good, we’re very excited to have you here in the studio, especially since you’ve only just returned from the Las Vegas Grand Prix, where you won!”

There’s a lot of celebratory noise in the studio, with confetti poppers going off around Norris.

“Woohoo! We did!”

“Ah you know, I love that you still say “we” – even when it’s just you in the car seeing that chequered flag,” Greg continues.

“It’s a team effort, though. I love my McLaren team, and if it wasn’t for all the hard work from all the engineers, the data analysts, and other staff members – I wouldn’t be able to drive to victory.”

“Are you still in the post-win haze, or are you already focused on this weekend’s race in Qatar?”

“Not gonna lie, I’m definitely still riding that victory high, but I’m flying out for the next race tomorrow – that’s when I’ll have to flip the switch. So I’m giving myself today to still lean into the euphoria.”

“All around euphoria? Vegas is a city that can easily also lead you down the path of temptation and very bad, no good decisions,” Greg asks.

Lando smirks. “I would say that all my decisions were actually very great. No regrets.”

“No? I mean, just for that, I think we should play a true classic. We will be back with Formula One driver Lando Norris after this next song, “Waking Up in Vegas” by Katy Perry”

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“And that was “No More Sad Songs” by Y/N L/N, followed by Justin Bieber’s latest return to pop music. Now, Lando – you are also a music fan yourself. Once even had a go at being somewhat of a DJ yourself.”

Lando turns bashful, shaking his head. “Nah, not really. I think it’s fun to experiment, but definitely leaving that to the professionals.”

“Hm you’d think being surrounded by people who’ve made music their career would definitely have somewhat of a trickle-down effect,” Greg muses, and Lando lets out a little giggle. “I don’t think it works like that.”

“Well I think we should see how in-tune you really are with them - see what I did there? – in a game of Sit Down or Stand Up!”

Lando dutifully gets out his phone, then suddenly halts and asks, “can people see my phone like this, no right?” He then waves at the camera and turns away from it as he goes through his contact list.

“Okay so I’ll try Martin then – but he might not answer if he’s in the studio,” he cautions. “That’s alright. Do you think he’ll be standing up or sitting down?”

“Definitely sitting down,” Lando laughs. The phone rings, and rings, and rings. Then gets forwarded to voicemail.

Greg makes a shocked face, then starts grinning. “I think we know now who did party too hard,” and Lando rolls his eyes. “He might be on a flight to Ibiza, actually. Well, what do we do now? I haven’t ruined the bit now, have I?

“We just try the next one! Surely there’s someone else you can call,” Greg encourages. Lando looks at his phone again, eyes focused on the screen as he scrolls in concentration.

“Not that one, definitely can’t call this one,” he mutters out loud, then seems to catch himself and turns a little red. “Okay, I’ll just call Osc. Let me call my teammate. I know for a fact,” he points his finger, “that he will stand up to answer the call. Because he’s polite like that.”

Greg squints in contemplation, then shrugs. “I think, just to be contrarian, that I’m gonna say he’ll be sitting down.”

“What are we betting on?”

“A papaya?”

Lando snorts. “Sure, let’s do it.” This time, it doesn’t take long at all for Oscar to answer.

“Hi?”

“Hi mate, listen, you’re live on Radio 1 and I have a very important question to ask you,” Lando says happily. Oscar groans over the phone, and it’s easy to picture him running a hand through his hair.

“Oh god, alright – lay it on me.”

“Are you, standing down or sitting up,” Lando asks, then bursts out in giggles as he realises what he's done after Greg starts cracking up. “Oh no! Oh no, wait – don’t answer yet. Let me try that again, aahh I said it wrong! Are you … standing up or sitting down?”

“Oh, is Greg James there?”

“I am,” Greg replies, “Hi Oscar! Please let us know if you’re indeed sitting down, or standing up.”

“Hello! I am … standing up, actually Lando called me in the middle of my workout. I’m jogging, so sorry if I’m breathing very loudly.”

Lando pulls a face. “Are you serious right now? You’re making me look bad, mate.”

“Motivation, is what it is – alright, I guess I now owe Lando a papaya?!”

November 28, 2026

[Excerpt: Hot or Not with Y/N L/N]

“Alright Y/N, we’ve got a bunch of statements here – and we want you to tell us if you think they’re hot or not.”

“Ready! Wait, I use this green one for hot right? And red for not, like a red flag?”

“Correct! Okay, let’s start then. First, we’ve got some statements that are related to your album. Sad songs – hot or not?”

“Oh my god, I thought you meant they’d be easier! Ugh, well I guess hot? My last single is called No More Sad Songs, but I love a good sad song, if I’m honest”

"I was wondering about that! Fans are hoping for a music video. Can you confirm or deny the rumours that you've been filming one the past few days?"

Y/N raises the green card. "It's been an absolute blast putting this video together with my friends, at a local bar. I can't wait for the fans to see it."

“Ohhh neither can I! It does bring me to the next topic, because this is how the rumours got started. Juice channels – hot or not?”

“Now that is an easy one. Not. I don’t mind fans wanting to speculate about which single is coming next, or what the tour is going to look like. But I don’t like the invasiveness of some of these pages like deuxmoi.”

“Noted. Have they ever been true, though? Their prophecies?”

“Of deuxmoi or the fans?”

“Either.”

“I mean, of course! If someone sees me eating in a restaurant they could very well be right. It just ruins my experience of existing out in the real world, so I’d rather not read about it the next morning, you know?”

“Speaking of food. How about people naming their pets after food items?”

“Oh like a dog named Taco? Or Kiwi? I think it can be fun! I also like human names for dogs. And I like dog names for dogs. You know, I think I just really like dogs. They’re all *baby* in my head, anyways.”

“Hmm so you like human names for pets. Do you enjoy pet names as a human?”

“Personally I don’t really tend to use them, except love. I find others a bit cringe, but I don’t mind if my partner wants to use them to refer to me. Darling, or baby. I guess what I find hot is someone who’s really open about expressing their appreciation and love for you.”

November 30, 2026

December 1st, 2026

December 3d, 2026

December 6, 2026

[Excerpt SkyNews]

FINAL F1 RACE IN ABU DHABI WILL DECIDE THE WINNER, NORRIS “CONFIDENT”

(…)

Norris arrived at the paddock with friends and family in tow. It’s an unusual sight for the driver who usually sticks closely to a tried and tested routine. Perhaps his crash just last weekend, and the resulting difficult grand prix ahead of him changed his mind. Or perhaps it’s the fact that singer Y/N L/N seems to have travelled with him for moral support.

She did not engage with press, and hurried inside while Norris fielded questions from various interviewers. “I’m eager, and hungry to win this weekend. I feel like I’ve proven myself this past year, and I want to make my team proud. It wouldn’t just be me winning for myself, but also for everyone who’s helped me realise that dream. So I’m not necessarily always the most confident guy, but I do feel confident going into this.”

The driver has a small lead in the championship, and had hoped to capitalise on it last weekend. However, due to a collision with Lewis Hamilton – one of his main challengers – in Qatar, it will all come down to the results of this season’s final race in Abu Dhabi.

Unlike some of his fellow drivers, Norris opted to fly back and forth throughout the final triple header of the season. While it remains unconfirmed, he was reportedly seen visiting his ex in both London last week (prior to Qatar), and New York just two days ago. It’ll remain to be seen whether or not the travelling will take its toll on his performance on track.  

December 7th, 2026

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[a/n: we're so close to the end now!!]

You can read the previous parts by going here, part VI is available here.

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😅I know that there has already been a similar request, but you can please Yandere Monkey Kings and Destined One with a female frivolous reader who has chubby thighs.

Her Hair, Her eyes, Her thighs🥰🤤

(Lmk Wukong) He saw you at pigsy's noodle shop adorably Slurping away at your bowl, Wukong though you were super cute with your satisfied smile. That's when you got up and went to pay for your food, let me tell you Wukong felt out his seat when he saw those thick thighs in those little shorts. Wukong felt like a huge perverts but he couldn't control himself, drooling and blushing and purring. Which leads up to now Wukong trying to woo you over, with pick up lines and little DIY gifts he had for you and before you knew it you both got together and he will keep you forever.

(HIB Wukong) Man he is so cute when he thinks you don't know he's stalking you. It all began a month ago when you went to the market to get a new dress, to replace your old ripped one. Wukong was at the market to get more fish and that went you and unknowingly bump into him. Wukong was angry Turn to yell at you until he say you, your pretty sad eyes, your long beautiful long fur going down your back, and finally those thick wonderful juicy thighs. Wukong already imagining baby monkies basically cartwheeling out of your birthing hips, he just had to have you. Which lead to his stalking, and it didn't take long for you to notice as he stuck out like a sore thumb but his handsome face you couldn't be mad at him. Especially when he keeps killing annoying rivals and bringing you fish.

(NR Wukong) it all started on a Saturday night when he went to get wasted and party, that was until he saw you. Let me tell you his jaw was on that floor seeing you with your short dress and those THICC THIGHS !!!! Your ass looked really good to and Wukong need to win you over before someone gets wise. It was a cat and mouse game as he would chase you across the club, as you ran off in your heels giggling away and chirping. This continues on in every in various different night clubs but one night Wukong wore his best clothes as he walked into the club......but unfortunately he saw some beta male was flirting with you. As we glared at the man but Wukong on the other hand he looked like he was gonna commit murder so when you left man still running his gums. You didn't know what to think the blood on your short dress, and Wukong standing over the dead body, he turned to you finally asking for a date. With a blush on your cheeks you purred in agreement.

(MKR Wukong) When Wukong wasn't stuck following the monk, he stalking you like you were both in a nature film. His other staff definitely shot right out of his pants when he seen you crush all types of skull and break necks with just those thighs. He got to have you and he wants you now, so one day you were fighting off a bunch of bandits for trying to rob you. That's when Wukong stepped in and slaughtered every single one of them, right infront of you making your purr at the blood on his face and in the area. You beckoned him to come over and granted him attention and affection making hearts appear in Wukong's eyes.

(Netflix Wukong) Wukong had a deep blush on his face when he first met you. He knows he shouldn't be staring but he can't look away at all, your so pretty and sooo hot especially your thighs. What kills Wukong the most is the fact that you look so mom shaped but you don't have children, he's got to have you no matter what. So for weeks he made forced himself to do impressive tricks and impossible feats to get your attention and impress you, as you happily watched him do so. Though whenever he does something in particular to make you smile, you reward him with a kiss and to lay his head on your heavenly thighs.

(BMW Wukong) Wukong was always interested in you, but the second he saw those cute but Thick thighs his mind went straight to the gutter. Crushing melons, skulls and breaking necks with those deadly thighs made Wukong lose it entirely. So one night he made his way to the Village festival where he found you, sitting on a bench and made his way over to work his magic. Though you found him to be handsome and charming he still needed a little something to competly win you over, but that didn't take long because some doofus decided to flirt with you infront of Wukong. Well long story short Wukong spilled some blood on the grass in a fit of jealousy, but it aroused you enough to accept his proposal for courting.

(Destined one) NOW you have been teasing him for weeks, shaking your thicc ass for only his eyes only. The Destined one would be at his wits end because of you, showing off how hot you are and wiggling your hips at him to get him to chase you. Now you really shouldn't provoke the quiet because they are known to be huge freaks, and the Destined one proved that quite well because when he finally got his claws on you. Well you will be in for a world of pleasure and obsession.

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[A]ccident: Would they blame themselves if you died in an accident?

Yes, he’d most likely blame himself if you died in a accident.

He'll think of what he could’ve done to save you, he would constantly think of ways that he could have saved you but just failed to do so.

Sylus will be completely messed up and have a hard time coping with your death, he would go down a really dark path of depression  and self destruction.

Not tears, no words, no smoke or alcohol. But he’ll be ruined.

"So... it feels like this, kitten, huh?... it's how it feels when you lose your beloved one." His face looks indifferent, staring at your picture.

"Sorry... I've made you feel like this last time. It seems it's my turn now."

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[B]reak up: How would they break up with you?

Sylus is reluctant and absolutely hates to break up with you, he doesn’t want to end the relationship, he hates the thought of it.

"Where the hell you're going without me, miss hunter?"

He absolutely feels guilty when breaking up with you, like it physically pains him to do it.

But he'll do it if he found out being with you means he'll hurt you more.

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[C]rying: How would they make you cry?

Sylus will probably argue with you from time to time and that might result in you crying, he might be a bit too sarcastic or say something he doesn’t mean but ends up hurting you. (he’ll feel really guilty when you’re crying because of him.)

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[D]eath: How would they react to your death?

He’d probably be in denial in the beginning, he absolutely refuses to believe that you’re dead, thinking that you would somehow come back like a miracle.

"It's my turn to curse you, right? Then you'll back to me?"

once it fully kicks in that you’re gone and there’s no way for you to come back, he’d probably sink into an absolutely devastating depression and lose all motivation to do anything.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you. You know how patient I am."

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[E]motion: What is one emotion they would try to hide the most and how would they do it?

Sylus usually tries to hide any kind of vulnerability, like the fact that he’s sad, in emotional pain, or anything like that.

he’ll always try to act tough and indifferent to everything, like the fact that he’s affected by anything?

anyone that sees him would think that he’s emotionless, a monster, scary and cold.

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[F]ight: Do you two ever fight? How big are the fights? What do you fight about? Etc.

Like all couples do, you'll fight too. From small bickering to bigger fights.

the fights could be about anything, little things like being jealously over someone, to bigger things, like you not liking his cruel behavior.

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[G]uilt: What is the biggest thing they feel guilty about?

He mostly feels guilty when he thinks you’re in danger because of him. And the fact that he can’t protect you from everything and that he’s the one that’s potentially putting your life in danger because of his work.

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[H]eartbreak: What would cause them pain in the relationship? How would they deal during a break-up?

Sylus hates it if he found out you were lying about something or if you weren’t being honest with him.

"I'm hurt, miss hunter. Don't you see me that reliable to tell me about this? Hmm?"

"Tell me. I'll listen to your excuses."

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[I]njured: How would they react if you are badly injured?

He'll not show it but will be absolutely terrified at the sight of you being badly injured.

He tries to keep his cool and not show how scared and worried he is when he sees you covered in blood.

He'll try to help you and get you patched up and get you checked out right away, he’d do anything to make sure you’re treated right and taken care of.

"Did you really think you have 9 lives just because I call you 'kitten'?" *hugging you tightly as he checks the wound on your arm.*

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[J]ealousy: What do they do if they are jealous?

Sylus is not a teenager, and won't getting annoyed because ridiculous things, but when someone really dares to flirt with you...

Sylus gets pissed. And when he gets pissed, that person will die that night like they were never born.

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[K]ill: Would they kill for revenge?

Sylus will definitely kill someone if it meant taking revenge for you, especially if they harm you somehow.

he doesn’t really care about anything or anyone else when you’re in danger, he only wants to protect you and will do anything to make sure your safety is prioritized.

Yes, he’d probably have few limits when it comes to harming other people for you and to protect you.

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[L]oss: What is their greatest loss?

One thing Sylus most definitely wouldn’t want to lose is you, he’d probably be absolutely devastated and wouldn’t know what to do if something ever happened to you.

he’d also consider his own sanity and his self control one of the most important things he doesn’t want to lose, because he knows that he might actually go insane without you.

(he’d also be incredibly unhappy if he suddenly lost his position or any of his connections, it’d probably feel crippling to lose any power that he holds.)

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[M]istake: What is the worst mistake they ever made with you?

The biggest mistake he made with you was not telling you about his feelings sooner, he knows that he just make you confused by not telling you how he feels.

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[N]ightmares: How often do they have them? What are they about? How do they deal with it?

Sylus does have nightmares from time to time, especially about failing you in some way or not being able to protect you.

He'll get up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and will try his best not to wake you up in case you’re asleep.

He won't pant or scream, just sat up in bed... clutches his chest because he feels that his heart might explode at any moment.

After watching your peaceful sleepy face, he finally calm himself down as he hugs you tighter.

"You can't run away, kitten. Not as long as this heart of mine in beating."

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[O]utrage: How and why would they get mad at you?

Sylus doesn’t really get mad at you a lot, he definitely prefers being affectionate and playful with you.

the only time he’d get mad at you is when you do something really reckless or dangerous that could end up putting you in harm.

"You really like to fool around, don't you, miss hunter?"

he might also become annoyed if he thinks that you’re trying to do things alone and refusing to let him help you, he doesn’t really like it.

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[P]ast: What has happened in your relationship that changed the way you saw each other?

You’ve seen the worst side of him in the very first meeting, so you'll not see anything more worse than that.

However, sometimes fear comes back to you. When he reaches his hand towards you and you tremble, taking a step back.

And he'll be annoyed and ashamed because the behaviors he showd to you.

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[Q]uality: Quality? what is their most dangerous/toxic?

Sylus can get pretty toxic or overly possessive during heated arguments, especially when he feels like you’re slipping away from him or losing your feelings for him

(Don't get me wrong, he doesn't suffer from a lack of self-confidence, he simply can't stand you walking away from him. He knows that he will never let you go away anyway, but sometimes he just can't hide his anger and fear.)

Sylus might say stuff that he does’t really mean, things that he’ll end up regretting and apologizing for later.

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[R]ejection: How would they react to you rejecting their confession (or the other way around?)

"What do you mean, kitten?" if you rejected his confession, he’d be caught off guard and probably would just freeze for a couple of seconds.

But he’d probably try to act indifferent and shrug it off, he’d try to look like he doesn’t care and he’s not upset.

"It's fine, kitten."

On the inside, he’d be feeling a mixture of pain and sadness, trying to process the fact that you rejected his confession.

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[S]cars: Battle or self-inflicted?

He has many scars that surely are for battle. And surely he can treat them and they'll be okay. But sometimes... he just wants you to treat his scars, so after that, he won't let his scars get healed.

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[T]rust: Have they ever broken your trust?

Sylus feels guilty about not being completely honest, especially if you find out about his secrets from someone else or if he ever gets caught doing something shady.

"It was for your own good, miss hunter."

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[U]rge: How badly do they want to see you after you guys separated?

Sylus will miss you like hell, every second that you aren’t together, he’d be miserable.

he’d constantly think about you and probably be really grumpy or annoyed, just sitting around and staring out the window and thinking about you.

he’d probably be counting down the hours and minutes until he can see you again and be with you again.

He hides all these feelings behind a mask of indifference. While he asks Mephisto to stalk you.

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[V]icious: What do they do when they lash out on you?

When he does lash out at you, he definitely feels bad about it after, he’ll probably want to apologize right away or at least try to explain that he didn’t really mean what he said.

he’d probably try to calm down once he’s had a moment to himself, he’ll try to take his mind off the argument.

after he’s calmed down, he’ll probably try to talk to you again and try to resolve whatever disagreement you have or whatever the argument is about.

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[W]eak: What makes them feel weak how do they try to avoid it?

Sylus hates feeling vulnerable or weak, he always wants to appear strong and untouchable. he tries to avoid any kind of situation which might make him appear weak, he never lets anyone to see any of his emotional side unless it’s you.

he tries to always be in control of any kind of situation and be as strong as possible, being seen as weak is probably his biggest trigger and he’d do anything to avoid it.

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[X]-ray: What do they hate and show it most obviously?

He hates when people try to get in his business or ask too many question about him and his work, he can’t stand it when other people poke around in his personal life.

he also loathes when other people take you away from him, like when you pay more attention to other people than to him.

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[Y]earn: What is one thing that they want but can't have?

One thing he really wants is to be able to be completely open and vulnerable with you, to let you see the weaker, emotional side of him.

He wants to be himself completely around you and not have to play the cold and tough part anymore.

He wants to be able to actually talk about his feelings and how much he loves and cares for you, without having to hide under a mask of indifference.

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[Z]ero: What do they do/say in your dying moments?

He’d probably be completely broken, the person who’s normally so cool and calculated just completely breaks down if you’re dying in front of him.

His eyes would probably go wide in pure shock, like he can’t believe it’s really happening. he’d immediately start trying to treat your wounds or at least slow down your death, desperate to keep you alive.

He wouldn’t really be thinking straight, his mind would probably be going a thousand miles an hour as he’s desperately trying to understand what’s happening and what he could do to save you.

Sylus probably be absolutely heartbroken, the reality of you being dying in front of him slowly sinking in while he just hopelessly holds you in his arms.

[melled42]

Ai makes me sad for humans. thing about content creation is its really the one thing humans can do with no wrong answer. But we're so concerned with algorithms and money that now people think there's a mathematical answer to it. "If I just put in the right prompts and steal the right things, I win art, which js something you can and should want to do!" Instead of something you create being an unholy amalgamation of your life, influences, and what makes you you, it's just a combination of what's already been pushed on you by corporations and all the bias we have in post colonial times.

I also worry about a generations of creators who don't go through the process of creation. It's not like the whole "people are scared of the advancement of technology, we used to warn that paper would make kids not know how to clean slates!" Type fear. Art us a series of choices, both conscious and subconscious. I've even argued this in video games, how older games with more limited engines had to bake in their lighting and design instead of having it done for them, and those choices made for a different vibe, especially in horror. The more you have done for you, the less you put yourself in the piece

I had my husband spell check a comic for me a bit ago where I realized, mid reading, that I had put a LOT of my own issues in that story and character without even realizing it. So much so I had to cover my face and ears in embarrassment while he looked it over. To make something is to make choices and those choices tell you things about yourself you might not even realize, sometimes not even until someone else takes a look.

Idk if it's an autism thing, but I've always seen art as a form of communication. You're taking a little bit of you and showing it to someone, and they're taking a little bit of them and showing it to you. As someone who always felt like she was talking to people in a different language, it's freeing to be able to share things in a way I have more control over. If you're not putting that you in your work, I worry some people are never going to find that euphoria of communication in the way I did. That's so isolating.

I feel like art is a good chunk of what makes us human, and it's the one piece that lasts after we're gone and forgotten. If we stopped making new things, what's the point?

[kisses4sarang]

Call Me By Your Name (ft.hanni)

A/N : Inspired from "Call Me By Your Name" bad writing, grammar error!

Genre:angst 🎀

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The warm, golden sunlight shone through the leaves of the trees, creating light and shadow patterns on the stone path that led to your family’s villa in Northern Italy. It was the kind of summer you were used to—relaxing afternoons reading by the pool, nights filled with the sound of cicadas, and the smell of fresh herbs in the air.

But this summer wasn’t the same.

She arrived in the middle of July, getting out of the car with a quiet confidence that caught your eye right away. Hanni Pham. She was here as your father’s intern, a graduate student helping with a book your father had been working on for years. Her accent suggested she came from somewhere far away, but she seemed to fit perfectly into the sunny, peaceful villa.

You didn’t think she’d be so… young. Or so charming.

Hanni smiled politely and held out her hand. “You must be Y/N. Your dad has talked about you.”

Her voice was gentle, but there was a calm strength in the way she spoke, like she already knew how things worked here.

You shook her hand and said hello quietly, but your thoughts were spinning.

Hanni quickly got used to life at the villa. In the mornings, she would sit in your father’s study, reading old books while he shared his ideas with her. In the afternoons, she’d come to the pool with you, her dark eyes shining in the sun as she joked about the music you liked or asked lots of questions about the villa’s past.

At first, it was all simple and light. Friendly chats turned into shared jokes, and before you knew it, you were looking for her company more often than you wanted to admit.

One afternoon, as you both relaxed by the pool, she gave you a playful smile.

“You don’t swim much, do you?”

“I do,” you lied, looking at the sparkling water.

She raised an eyebrow, her challenge obvious even though she didn’t say it. Before you could argue, she stood up and took off her loose shirt, showing a plain swimsuit underneath.

“Prove it.”

You tried to hide your hesitation, but the way the sunlight shone on her skin made it hard to focus. You jumped in, the water feeling refreshing in the summer heat, and when you came up, she was laughing.

“You’re not bad,” she admitted, treading water effortlessly.

Her laugh—it was like music, light and infectious, and you wanted to hear it over and over again.

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As the weeks went by, something changed between you. It was in the way her hand stayed on yours a little longer when she handed you a glass of wine at dinner, or how her eyes seemed gentler when she noticed you looking at her.

One night, as you both walked through the villa gardens, she suddenly stopped.

“This place... it feels like it’s outside of time,” she said softly, almost in a whisper.

You turned to her, watching as she ran her fingers along a vine covered in flowers.

“It’s beautiful,” you said, though you were really looking at her.

She noticed you staring and gave you a small, knowing smile. “Do you always look at people like that?”

Your face grew warm, and you struggled to find the right words. But before you could answer, she stepped closer, her expression hard to read.

"Y/N,” she said softly, almost like a question.

You wanted to say something, to tell her that she had turned your world upside down in the most unexpected way. But words failed you.

So, you did the only thing you could.

You kissed her.

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The days that came after were a blur of secret moments—quick kisses in quiet spots around the villa, soft talks under the night sky, and the silent agreement that this wouldn’t last.

Even as you both let yourselves fall into each other’s pull, there was a small sadness underneath it all.

“I have to go when summer ends,” Hanni said one evening, her voice full of regret.

You looked at her, your chest tightening at the idea. “I know.”

Neither of you said anything else, the heaviness of her words hanging in the air.

The days that came after were a blur of secret moments—quick kisses in quiet spots around the villa, soft talks under the night sky, and the silent agreement that this wouldn’t last.

Even as you both let yourselves fall into each other’s pull, there was a small sadness underneath it all.

“I have to go when summer ends,” Hanni said one evening, her voice full of regret.

You looked at her, your chest tightening at the idea. “I know.”

Neither of you said anything else, the heaviness of her words hanging in the air.

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When summer ended, the villa felt colder and quieter. Hanni packed her things quickly, trying not to look at you too much.

At the train station, you both stood quietly, listening to the sound of the train getting closer.

“Y/N,” she said, her voice shaky. “I—”

But she didn’t finish. Instead, she hugged you tightly.

You wanted to ask her to stay, to tell her this summer didn’t have to be over. But you knew it wouldn’t change anything.

“Will you write to me?” you asked softly.

She nodded, her forehead touching yours. “Always.”

As the train left, you stayed there, watching until she was out of sight.

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Years later, you heard from an old friend that she had gotten married.

The news didn’t hit you right away. It stayed with you, like a quiet pain, coming back whenever you thought about her. Sometimes, you wondered what her life was like now. Did she still laugh the way she did that summer? Did she think of you when she heard the sound of cicadas or caught the scent of fresh herbs?

One summer, you went back to the villa, hoping the familiar sights—the sunny terraces and shady gardens—would ease the pain. But it only made you miss her even more.

Sitting in the garden, you closed your eyes and let the memories come back—the way the sunlight touched her skin, the sound of her laugh, the warmth of her hand in yours.

Some loves, you realized, weren’t meant to last forever. They were like the summer—bright, fleeting, and unforgettable.You Have loved her for the last time and kissed her for the last time like a video.

And then, like the summer, she was gone.

Years passed, yet the memories of that summer lingered like a shadow, following you wherever you went. You had built a life, as people do, but there was always a part of you stuck in Northern Italy, by the pool, in the gardens, or walking beside her under the endless summer sky.

One evening, as you were sifting through old books in your study, your phone buzzed on the table. The number wasn’t familiar, but something told you to answer.

“Hello?”

There was a pause, and then her voice came through the line, soft but unmistakable.

“It’s me,” Hanni said, her words almost tentative.

You froze, the years melting away in an instant. “Hanni…”

“I hope it’s okay that I called,” she murmured. “I just… I’ve been thinking about you.”

You swallowed hard, gripping the phone tightly. “I—of course it’s okay.”

There was a long silence, heavy with unspoken emotions.

“I wanted to tell you about him,” she finally said. Her voice trembled slightly, but she pushed on. “My husband. He’s… he’s kind. Gentle. He loves me in a way I don’t think I deserve sometimes.”

Your chest tightened, and for a moment, you couldn’t breathe. You forced yourself to speak, though your voice came out strained. “That’s good, Hanni. I’m glad you’re happy.”

“Are you?” she asked quietly.

The question hung in the air between you, and you didn’t know how to answer. Were you happy? You’d moved on, didn’t you? Yet the sound of her voice brought back everything you thought you had buried.

“I don’t know,” you admitted, your voice barely whispered.

She let out a shaky breath, and you could almost picture her on the other end of the line, her head bowed, her fingers twisting the edge of her shirt the way they used to when she was nervous.

“Hanni,” you said softly, “why did you call me?”

“I don’t know,” she replied. “Maybe I just needed to hear your voice again.”

Tears pricked at your eyes, and you turned away from the window, unable to face the world outside. “Do you ever think about it? About us?”

“All the time,” she whispered. “I remember everything.”

Your breath hitched, and the words spilled out before you could stop them. “Hanni, I never stopped loving you. Not for a single day.”

The line was silent for a long moment, and she thought you might have hung up. But then, she heard it—your quiet, broken whisper.

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N…”

It was her name, repeated over and over like a prayer, like you were trying to anchor yourself to her, even across the distance.

Your tears fell freely now, and you closed your eyes, clutching the phone as if it were the only thing keeping you from falling apart.

“Hanni…”

Her voice came again, steady this time. “hanni, I remember everything. I always will.”

And with that, the line went dead.

You sat there in the dark, the silence of your empty house pressing in around you. Her voice lingered in your mind, the weight of her words carving themselves into your heart.

That summer, her laugh, her touch, her love—it was all you had left now. And even though she was gone, you knew she’d never truly leave you.

Because some loves never fade. They remain, etched into your soul, whispered into the quiet of the night, carried in the breath between moments.

And you would carry her, always.

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[infpravenclaw5w4idkwhatelse]

Apparently its just in my brain rn but I wanted to make this list for me or for anyone out there who gets into editing before I do (pleas please please idk how to edit and unless I hyper fixate hard enough, I probably won’t take the time to learn lmao) but anyway this is a list of the Robins and songs (by Taylor Swift so there’s a theme and the list has a finite end) that I desperately need an edit of them with.

Stephanie brown- the man (literally can’t hear the song without thinking of her), mad woman (I can see this with interspersed scenes of her father, fighting villains specifically black mask, and Bruce)

Jason Todd- my tears ricochet (absolutely devastating w/ under the red hood, specifically comic version iykyk the difference between that and the movie), haunted (I need this with Bruce and dick and Tim’s reaction to his death), bigger than the whole sky (similar to haunted but more resigned? And still more about characters responding to his death but still His Death), who’s afraid of little old me (red hood transitional period. You see the vision? I know you do.) look what you made me do (obviously. I keep imagining him listening to this song while being the red hood and it’s great), the Great War (just. The imagery. There’s so much potential here. “maybe it’s the past that’s talking, screaming from the crypt, telling me to punish you for things you never did” with a cut to Batman and Joker would go so hard)

Dick Grayson (there’s really no order to this list is there? Lol anyway.)- never grow up (focused on his relationships with his siblings and then after the bridge with the “wish I’d never grown up” with flashbacks to him as Robin oh my god I’d cry), 22 (idk it feels very early Nightwing to me. I need a happy one for him bc he deserves it. Just an edit of him winning and being iconic), New Romantics (in that same vein, with the titans because it’d be fun), the story of us and I forgot that you existed (him and B fighting because I feel people ignore that they do fight quite often and IFTYE especially feels the right amount of petty and sincere for him, you know?), last but not least (can you tell I love him) Style (this and any love interest he repeatedly dates, I was thinking specifically Barbara but I could also see kory, I just think this song is fun for any relationship that gets rebooted in multiple formats)

Tim Drake- enchanted (as itty bitty Tim Drake or Robin, meeting them at galas and Knowing or just working with the bats in the beginning when he was star struck), mirrorball (“I can change everything about me to fit in” …yeah. This is more a fanon interpretation but I read a really interesting fic where Jason comes back and meets Tim and all he can see is his and dick’s Robin mannerisms in him, and can’t find anything that’s just Tim’s until he’s too tired to pretend anymore and it’s stuck with me) you’re losing me (this would be a sad one of people generally looking over or hating him, specifically Bruce calling him Jason, finding out dick made Damian Robin, Damian and Jason verbally attacking him, the events that led to Red Robin) Tis the damn season (for when Red Robin arc is over and he’s still angry but doesn’t know what else to do)

Damian Wayne: a place in this world (it’s not his aesthetic, but the themes of the song are very raised-in-the-league-trying-to-be-a-functioning-family-member), the best day (with him and Dick generally him getting to be a kid, I’m not crying you are), mean (I think the “swords and weapons that you use against me”would be funny with him drawing assorted weapons on people), Innocent (“your string of lights is still bright to me oh, who you are is not where you’ve been” oh my god. I just feel like he needs someone to mean this about him) exile (Talia leaving him, even if she meant to do it for his own good, having to recon with not being in the league anymore), this is me trying (I don’t have words for this one, it’s a vibe)

Bonus:

Anti-hero: you can give all of them different verses that fit best, but I think they’d all sing the song and feel like it was them and I’d love to see an edit of them to it.

Epiphany: Alfred. You don’t even have to listen to it, just look at the lyrics and you’ll Get It.

robin: this I see for both Jason and Dick, so probably split between them.

Mastermind: first off, shameless TimSteph shipper, not even necessarily romantically, it’s just that they’re soulmates and I don’t care what canon says; I know that because they told me personally. Anyway the song is from both of their perspectives. They both think they’re the mastermind

State of Grace: also TimSteph. Fight me.

[carpedzem]

watching tommy in all of this is so bizarre to me, i really don't get how he doesn't realize how this looks to people that aren't in his immediate. bc it IS just insane, treating a guy that's barely four years older than you like he intentionally victimized you for years, is the real life joker, AND made your parents divorce. okay, sure

no one who doesn't already know both parties and will take tommy's side on principal is going to look at him and not think he's either losing his mind, trying to get outrage views, or be genuinely concerned for what is going on with him that he's this upset over actual peanuts. which i you can see play out right now, the ex dsmp anti dream crowd is getting off to this in the streamers chats and videos and any non british streamer fans filled comment sections are either weirded out by both of them OR just tommy. he just doesn't look good in this period, even if his fans want to convince themselves otherwise

i haven't kept up with tommy whatsoever after the initial drommy fallout but seeing the guy now i'm genuinely kind of concerned for him literally what happened. has this been something that's been going on for a while or did he drop the 'dream is an irl supervillain and wants to destroy me and my family' manifesto out of nowhere??

i was never under the impression that the brighton cc group was very close/actually supported each other very much in a friend way outside of content creation, but atp actually jesus christ how did none of his friends try to help/reach out earlier

even worse is that most reactions they're giving now are either feeding into it to make the drama worse, doing whatever tubbo is doing which is essentially not having any idea what's going on but nodding and smiling the whole time, or pulling a philza and being self congratulatory about tommy 'standing up for himself'

genuinely i don't think any of these ccs care much about him and it's just kind of sad. even people he's allegedly closer to like tubbo clearly had no idea of what was going on (or what tommy thought was going on)

and it's sm worse because he immediately went nuclear on youtube of all places where drama is the most likely to breach your core fanbase bubble (which it did, now leading to that tf is up with tommy innit reaction)

idk, it's just kind of sad to me to see how no one advised tommy he'd worsen his own reputation with that drama too. i'd like to think that he told others about the issue and video before posting and they just didn't stop him because their hate boner for dream is actually blinding them, but atp it genuinely seems like they had absolutely no idea beforehand, even tubbo and so on

anyway contrasting that with the dream team is so insane, the british cc sphere right now is more shallow than a puddle meanwhile in the florida ponds the ccs are moving in together and make life plans around each other

anon you wrote such an essay i feel bad not posting 😭😭 i think they had idea i think they encouraged him even lmao. i think they are the reason of what happened with tommy essentially

anyway as we move on and dteam forever please send any further asks at discourse sideblog :3 thank you

[vrystalius]

Hello again! How have you been? I hope well. I have another request if that’s alright? Can you do the top 3 upper moons reaction to having a dirty minded SO. One who makes dirty jokes a lot and is cheeky maybe? I would like Muzan in there too but if that is way too much then just the three please. I’ll consider it a birthday gift since my birthday was on the 13th! You’re an amazing writer!

Muzan + Upper Trio with a dirty minded S/O

How will the Upper Moon Trio+Muzan react to having such a cheeky S/O?

Pairing: Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Muzan x gn!reader

Note 1:Apologies if this is a litte short, I’m really in the SG headspace rn 😭 I’ve been writing for In-ho the past few days…

Kokushibo

He barely ever understands your jokes or why you grin uncontrollably if he ever speaks and uses a word that can be interpreted in a slightly perverted meaning. Kokushibo thinks of himself as a proper man with good values and a clean mind (as clean as a cannibalistic demon can have), so you teasing and joking around him and him not being able to understand the things you find funny makes him rather annoyed. Or even sad at times.

Despite his initial annoyance and discomfort, Komushibo finds your audacity quite refreshing. He is used to being feared and respected (except by one certain demon), so you so bluntly throwing something like a flirty remark at him makes him suppress a chuckle every now and then.

Over time, your boyfriend will get better and better at responding to your remarks and will sometimes even challenge you on your jokes to seriously act on them. His “Is that so?” and “Hmm, are you sure?” send shivers down your spine as his voice drops to an unusual deep and husky tone, one you know a little to well.

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you? Remarkable.”

Douma

He absolutely thrives on your energy and 100% matches your freak. If you were to smirk or suppress a laugh after hearing something a follower said that you interpreted in a different, rather perverse way, Douma is the first to notice and grin at your reaction, mentally noting down what exactly made you grin or laugh so he can do that exact joke in the future. He loves making you smile after all.

Douma teases you relentlessly, dropping innuendos and playing along with whatever you are saying. He’s more passionate and serious in private and more reserved in public or in front of followers in order to uphold his “holy” facade in front of his food. Although he can’t suppress his grin when you whisper something rather exciting into his ear.

“Oh my, what a naughty thing you are. Go on, I’m quite enjoying this~”

Sometimes, he probably uses your teasing comments as an excuse to be even more touchy-feely with you, pulling you close to his body to teasingly kiss down your neck to rile you up or even nibble down on your skin to make you shiver under his touch, grinning like a sly fox at your reaction.

Well, to be fair, he uses anything and everything as an excuse to touch you more and more.

Akaza

His first few reactions would be of confusion. Why did you think in such an odd way while he thinks of a completely different thing?

Once Akaza finally catches on, he’d be a mix of embarrassed and flustered. Embarrassed that he didn’t quite catch or understand your double meanings but also flustered that you’d say those things so openly and so seriously. If you were to make a dirty joke or point out something he said, Akaza’d awkwardly avoid eye contact and mumble something amongst the lines of “why would you say that?” in an almost sad tone.

Over time, he’ll try to loosen up and match your energy, although his dirty humour was a little clumsy at first. Akaza sometimes needs to further explain what he really meant, making him frustrated and just give up halfway through as the joke is not funny anymore if explained.

If teased too much, Akaza might get adorably frustrated. His whole face flushes in a pink tone as he pouts and grumbles.

“Stop it. You’re annoying me.” (You never annoy him, please keep going.)

Muzan Kibitsuji

The first time you (accidentally) let a dirty comment slip, Muzan would raise a brow at both your audacity and your rather tainted mind. He couldn’t help but admire your bravery to take his words and twist them in a way you found amusing. Only you, his darling, would dare to do that, and that is highly entertaining to him.

If you were to tease him again and again, Muzan would purr in delight. “How dare you, you little thing.” he’d mumble, his hands finding your cheek and pulling a little as a punishment for your crude words.

He finds your dirty mind amusing, a refreshing contrast to his usual one-coloured and serious life. Although, if you ever accidentally go too far or disrespect him any way, he will let you know with a stern glare or by an equally perverse remark.

“Bold of you to speak to me like that.”

💠

Author’s note.

HAPPY BIRTHDAYY!!!! I’m kind of a couple of days late but I hope you had a great birthday anyway 🫶🫶 I wish you a good, healthy and successful year and a lot of good things happening to both you, your friends, family and other significant others!! I hope this was enough of a gift for you, thank you for letting me write for you!! 🫶

Anyways, make sure to EAT, DRINK and SLEEP enough!!

Take care of yourselves! <33

[ebbyhell]

After chapter 7 i have to say it...IT ON SIGHT WHEN THIS BITCH APPEARS!!! AHHHHH!!

......I calm down so here is the thing, I see what the narriative is doing with Leviathan him seeing MC as an dangrr to Hell (what is his safe space) and trying to kill they but!!! It fucking infuriates me that the narriative goes then to make us think 'poor him!! He suffered so much!! He lost his Friends and even was experimented an sexualy assalted by angels while been an kid, inst so sad??" Whe he litery has his hands on MC neck and about to kill they!!! MC an human who barely has the hang of their new powers!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!

It bad cause for one i really like how his past made Levi who he is today is good characther building (i still dislike him but that my taste) but that way the story made to justified for him to act like this to MC cause he has trauma is so Bad!! The game devs keeps making like Leviathan has the worst trauma of the Kings what is not true!!! It end up making him way mote unlikeble!!

The devs need to make more options to make our MC clash more with him, if you see the options from the other chapters with the other Kings MC can still clash with they (i like the banter with the Kings it very much fun), but with Leviathan is always wrintign like how amazing and beatiful he is and poor him this is favoritism of the Devs and you cant tell me otherwise!!!

I really know they want us to like Leviathan but they need to let us clash with him, it has becomes the worst parts of the Chapter everytime he is on screen foer me, now cause i gonna be for real....his nobles are way more likeable to me than him and yes even Glasy (i find the way that even with all the proof Glasylobalas stil remanis douteful of things really interesing to his characther and really on point with Hades ideals).

Again it made me frustated but the rest of the Chapter was good and funny (Loved the plot of Min and MC past it was rwally good), i haven been motived to draw more stuff with my MC on it since i really like it i may post later if you guys want it.

I really hope when we meet with Satan and Mammon and tell him about this Satan kicks him at his face!!!

[mijetboi]

i did an art for once whaaat

in the past few months, i've really gotten into hermitcraft and life series, and scar in particular has become one of my favorites. very inspired builder, extremely genuine, and quite funny.

but i also couldn't help but notice his vast collection of skins that he's worn throughout the many series he's been in, and my artist brain couldn't help but get inspired.

and i know i'm not the only one, because i've also seen many other stellar scar designs from the wonderful artists who've made animatics. so, i've decided to throw my hat in the ring, stretch the ol' character design muscles, and draw my take on mr.goodtimeswithscar.

okay now i'm gonna do a deep dive on my thought processes as i worked on this design, so read on if you like, but from here on out it's silly autistic ramblings :)

during my first attempt in drawing scar, i was extremely torn between the many designs. originally, i was just gonna draw swaggon scar from season 8, since that was the first season of hermitcraft i watched (and that outfit is the first outfit i think of when i think of scar), but i also wanted to draw a season 9 scar since that's my favorite season, but then i'd also started watching season 7 recently... ughhh it was a whole ordeal.

instead, i decided to draw a sort of baseline "greatest hits" scar if you will. in hindsight, i did kinda lean towards swaggon scar quite a bit when it came to his outfit, but i tried not to favor it too much.

my main goal with this design was to give off "rugged adventurer" vibes, since scar's building style is very natural-based and terraforming is a big component of his hermitcraft builds, but also because that's often the vibe his character gives off when he plays in the life series.

so, to convey that, first and foremost, i decided to try and stick to very earthy colors and tones most of the time, which actually worked out really well for me, as greens and browns are pretty commonplace in many of scar's skins.

at the same time, though, i also wanted to give off those swindling snake oil salesmen qualities that he often plays with in series, and his swaggon character is the epitome of that personality, which is why this design takes heavy cues from that design.

of course, another iconic scar scam was the magic crystals in season 7, and i knew i wanted to reference that too, but i didn't exactly know how until much later in the design.

from the beginning, i knew i was gonna have scar with a cane, because i LOVE when artists design scar with a cane, since on one hand, it very much fits in with the swindling (HUGE grunkle stan vibes), but on the other, i think it's a very respectful and creative way to represent his disability.

at first, i was just gonna give him a kinda generic looking cane, but i randomly came across that cane from jurassic park, and immediately, i knew what i wanted to do; i wanted to give scar a magic staff and cane hybrid inspired by his season 7 wizard skin, and i think it came out really well.

it was a bit harder to represent season 9, but i knew i wanted to represent it somehow. although i'm a little sad i wasn't able to incorporate more season 9 stuff, i think the pins/buttons on his hat was a pretty smooth way to do it. the quiver on his back is also most definitely a hOtGuY reference, but i'm also just generally impressed by his bow skills, so i wanted to give him a quiver.

also yeah i included my hand references alongside the design references because... yeah stereotypical artist thing here but DRAWING HANDS SUCKS!! and, y'know, i just wanted to be honest lol

i know there's some stuff i've probably missed out on with this design; like, i haven't gotten to scar's seasons 4, 5, 6, or 10 yet, for instance, so perhaps there are some references there that i could have included, but... hey, what can ya do.

well, that's pretty much it! this design took me a few days to figure out since i hadn't done much character design stuff in a good bit, but i'm proud of how it turned out!

if inspiration strikes, i definitely want to draw more designs of the hermits/lifers. grian, mumbo, joel, jimmy, etho, gem, impulse, and skizz are definitely on my list!

[divorcedwife]

im curious about the dark urge, since ive only played through bg3 regularly so far. I heard theres two ways to go about doing dark urge playthroughs (resisting it and giving in). is ur love for it about one of these paths in particular? or just all of it? love ur art btw if you made a childrens book id buy 100 copies

my love is for all of it yeah! i went with resisting, and i thought every moment where you embrace or reject the urge was interesting. i was pretty uninterested in embracing the urge as a narrative choice initially, i didn't think i'd be interested in that as a story, but there multiple points where it would have made total sense to stop resisting and get to killing... i was never fully tempted to, but the possibility wasn't without merit, i see how it could be a very interesting (and much more tragic) story also. i think it has a really good balance of giving you a set backstory and establishing these past relationships but also leaving you a lot of room for personal expression and interpretation, and that's what matters the most to me in an rpg. especially since a lot of the info you get about the dark urge is just like sad little fragments of letters, or filtered through half remembered memories and through what other people say... and the backstory is really interesting to think about, i really appreciate that they weren't afraid to make the dark urge a pretty bad person for real. the dark urge is like oedipus rex to me, i could think about their guilt vs their lack of agency forever. rping as the dark urge really felt like a conversation with the game and i loved it so much :-)

[sturnboos]

[ ⭐️ ] nightmare

characters: caregiver nick, little matt, little chris

this story contains: angst, crying, nightmares

It was about 2am and Nick was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling since he couldn't sleep and he didn't want to go on his phone, since he knew he’d be on it until daylight. He sighed tiredly at the thought of not being able to get good sleep these past few days due to overthinking about a bunch of videos he had to film and edit pretty soon.

He heard someone walking down the hallway but he rolled over and tried closing his eyes anyways, thinking that either Chris or Matt got up to go to the toilet like they usually do, but then he heard his door creak open.

Nick sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes, trying to see who had come into his room this late in the night, and it was Matt.

"Hey Matt, you okay?" Nick asked. Matt had his pug plush (Mr Wrinkleton) in one hand and the other hand was wiping away tears off his face.

Matt shakes his head no as he sniffed and let out a small sob.

At this point Nick knew he was regressed and needed comfort, so he immediately went into caregiver mode and held his arms out.

"Aww, c'mere bud." Nick said softly. little Matt slowly walked towards Nick as he sobbed even more.

After a few seconds he was in Nicks arms, holding onto Nicks shirt tightly and letting out small sniffles with big sobs.

Nick rubbed Matt's back and held him close shushing him softly, reassuring him that everything was going to be okay and that it was okay to cry.

"Shhh. it's alright bug, it's alright. do you mind telling me what happened?" Nick asked Matt again.

"m' had a nightmare." Matt said quietly.

Nick gave him a sad soft look. He felt bad for the boy, Matt was only so little and it wasn't fun to have nightmares, especially in a younger state of mind.

"Awe, I'm sorry you had a nightmare bud, but listen. Dada Nick is gonna chase away all the nightmares and scary monsters, okay? So that way my little Matt can sleep peacefully" Nick told the younger, ticking him and making him giggle a little.

"How about this? You can sleep here in Dada's room tonight, and we'll see if the scary monsters are gone tomorrow, okay?" Nick asked Matt. Matt had a big grin on his face as he nodded and hugged Mr Wrinkleton tightly.

Nick smiled back at him and patted the covers, signaling that he could come and lay down with him, which Matt gladly did.

Matt crawled under the covers and snuggled up next to Nick, with Mr Wrinkleton in hand and a nice soft blanket on top of him.

Nick was about to fall asleep again, but then I heard the sound of Chris crying.

"Oh crap-" Nick thought to himself. Nick forgot that Chris was sharing a room with Matt and that Chris gets lonely when he's by himself, especially if he's little.

Nick sat back up in his bed and got up quickly to go check on the other little.

"Hey Matt, can you stay put for a little while? Chris is little too and I need to go check up on him really fast." Nick asked Matt.

Matt nodded in response. "Mhm, I a brave boy an I gonna make sure no spooky monsters get me!"

Nick chuckled then quickly ran to get Chris, When he walked in the room to see Chris sitting up in Matt’s bed and rubbing his eyes as he continued crying, but as soon as he saw Nick, he immediately made grabby hands towards Nick.

Nick made his way towards the sobbing boy and picked him up, bouncing him up and down softly while whispering comforting words to him. Chris calmed down after a while and ended up falling asleep in Nicks arms.

Nick smiled at the act and brought Chris back to his room, since he knew Chris would probably would wake up little in the morning and be alone, making him even more upset.

When Nick arrived back in his room, He saw Matt with his thumb in his mouth and his arm hanging off the side of my bed. As Nick sets Chris on his bed, Chris curled up next to Matt and also had his thumb in his mouth.

Nick carefully took away their hands from their mouths and put both the littles paci's in their mouth, them suckling on the plastic almost in an instant.

Nick lays down with the boys and fell asleep soon after.

Tonight was a bit rough, but it always makes Nick happy that he get to take care of his two (very little) little brothers.

word count: 792

divider credit: @kodaswrld

a/n: this is my first story on tumblr hope you enjoy... take care my friends <3

[written-in-the-clouds]

hiiiii starry!! its fate from Discord :3

could i req a (found family) older brother Kazuha one-shot, with an insecure/anxious reader and Kazuha comforting them and reassuring them that he really does love them? tyyyyyyy

~ @astral-express-family

notes: i am SOOO sorry that this is so late :( also to the others waiting !!! i will get to you soon!!!

also warning this one gets a bit sad? but there is comfort i promise !!!

if this doesn’t suit your request enough you can resend it w clarification!!

You had been avoiding him again.

Kazuha was observant enough that you knew it wouldn’t be long before he noticed. His eyes watched you as you ducked out of his path and retreated back to your room. He frowned, lightly, when he had heard you were eating dinner alone.

He wasn’t used to this, exactly. But he understood.

And you.

Couldn’t stand him, sometimes.

He was always doing something great. You knew one day he would be famous throughout the nations, and he was already fairly well-known. Everywhere you went, people would turn to look. And he deserved the attention. But he—

He was always destined for great things. And you weren’t.

You were fine with that! You had gotten used to it! The man who had stood up to the Raiden Shogun herself, the man who could write poetry in moments better than you could in days.

Your chosen brother, always separate from you.

Sometimes you couldn’t take it. You traveled with him, but he seemed distant from you, more interested in the world. Maybe, you thought, you were dragging him back. If you weren’t around for him to worry about, he could do so much more. It must irritate him when he talks with you.

Did he even care for you anymore? Were you just a burden to him, like you were to your parents, like you were to this world—

“[Name.]”

You hadn’t noticed him.

“Oh. Kazuha. Hi.”

“Are you okay?”

And how do you even answer that?

“I’m fine, Kazu. I’m going to my r—”

“[Name].” He caught you by the shoulder as you tried to move past, his touch so gentle yet secure. “How are you really doing?”

“Don’t act like you care,” you said, the words slipping out before you catch them. You grit your teeth and shut your eyes. “I didn’t mean that.”

“Why would you think that?” he said. His voice is so delicate. You still can’t meet his eyes.

“I didn’t. I don’t. Think it.”

“If you did not think it, then you would not have said it,” Kazuha said. “And if you think that, then I must have made some mistake.”

“I’m the mistake, not you,” you said softly, and his grip slid off of your shoulder.

Carefully, he said, “I do not think that that is true.”

“You’re,” you started, struggling to word it. “You’re so good at everything. And I’m always amazed by you. And you stood up to the Raiden Shogun, and your poetry is better than I could dream of, and you always know the right thing to say, and.” You broke off. “And I’m just me.”

Kazuha, silently, positioned himself so that he could look you in the eyes. You lowered your gaze further and he touched your chin, lifting it to meet his eyes.

“While that may be true that I have done those things,” he said, “Do not discount your own strengths. You are my stability, my anchor in a world of storms. Why would I ever not care about you? You’re home, to me. I will always want to be by you. Even if your name is not known by the lips of the seven nations, I will always care about you, [Name]. No amount of fame, no amount of distance, and no amount of time could change that. And I will always remind you of that, if you need it.”

Your face felt wet, and it was only then that you realized you were crying. Kazuha brushed his thumb across your cheek to wipe it away.

“I will always care how you are doing, [Name]. You are my sibling, and always will be.”

[anjee0]

My brother's best friend

Chapter 5 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Female!reader x BRabbit (Feel free to put in your own oc insert as well)

Description - In which Y/n starts to become friends and possibly more with her brother's best friend, BRabbit.

Warnings - Angst, this might make you a bit mad, dumb decisions

@tiny-gay-satan

Y/n groaned as she struggled to dig a scoop of ice cream out of the tub with her bendy metal spoon. She could feel her hands tightening around the handle every second as her fingertips turned white. 

“I can't get this stupid ice cream out.” She complained in a quiet mutter.

“Here, let me get it for you.” Carly said as she took the tub from her.

The girls were in Y/n's room, listening to music, watching sad movies and eating junk food. It had been 3 days since the incident with Rabbit and each day, Y/n felt more devastated. Tissues that were wet with tears were scattered on the bed and floors, among the various chocolate and sweet wrappers. Her face was stained with tears of misery and unhappiness.

“I really wish we had an ice cream scooper right now.” Carly chuckled.

Y/n made no reaction to her friend's joke as she continued to stare on without a single thought in her mind. Carly clearly noticed and sighed lightly, knowing she had to help.

“Hey, Y/n. Look at me.”

Y/n's eyes snapped to Carly's face. They had no emotion and looked empty. “What's up?” She asked, her voice quiet.

“Y/n, I understand that you're upset, but I really hate seeing you beating yourself up over a boy like this. You're breaking my heart babe.”

“I know. I just, something about him was so different. He wasn't like the other guys I liked. I just can't believe he'd do that.”

Carly pulled Y/n closer, making her rest head on her chest. “There, there. He's an idiot for that. You'll find someone better.”

“He called this morning.”

“He did?”

“He told me he wanted to meet up but I hung up before he could say anything more.”

“Do you think he’s telling the truth? That Alex kissed him first?” 

Y/n took a brief pause, allowing herself to search her mind for an answer that felt true to her. “I don’t know. I hope he’s telling the truth.”

Carly sighed lightly before taking her hands in Y/n’s and pulling her up from the bed. “Come on, get changed.”

“Where are we going?”

“Out. To Chin Tiki.”

“But why?”

“Let’s get out of the house, dance, drink, have some fun, go to some random house parties. And maybe you can find someone you like.”

“Is that a good idea?”

“It’s a great distraction. It’s better than locking yourself up in here.”

“I don’t know…” Y/n mumbled as she sat back down onto the bed. “I feel so drained and I look like a mess.”

“Okay then.” Carly replied, her voice soft and airy. “Let’s stay home.”

Y/n didn’t know how it happened. The whole event was one huge blur that went so swift, she didn’t have enough time to process it. Only an hour ago she told Carly she didn’t feel like going out, only to end up finding herself sitting at the bar with Carly— in Chin Tiki.

“Can we go back home?.” Y/n mumbled as she reached for her drink.

“Why? We just got here” Carly said as she ate one of the olives on her skewer like a kebab.

“Yeah but, nothing’s happening. When will the hot guy come in and ask me to dance?”

Carly laughed, receiving a minute smile from Y/n. “You gotta wait girl. If we don’t find one here, we can go to some random frat guy’s house party.”

“Is that safe?”

“Probably not, but when are we ever gonna get a chance to do this again?”

Y/n let out a faint giggle and shook her head. “Carly, the girl you are.”

“I think you just smiled. And giggled.”

“Really?”

“That’s progress. Be proud of it.”

The two of them continued to share a few light-hearted moments of soft laughter and giggled as they talked about topics that only they would find of interest. The moment was quickly disrupted and faded away when a man approached them. 

“Uh hey there.” He said to Y/n. “I’m Callum. I noticed you from across my table, and I must say, you are gorgeous. Can I get you a drink?”

Y/n subtly darted her eyes over to Carly, who was grinning at her mischievously and nodding her head slightly, indicating for her to take the man’s offer. Y/n could feel her face heating up under the pressure that was also starting to slowly rise. She looked back at Callum, who was still smiling at her charmingly. Her mind switched from one possible answer to the next, as she struggled to find the correct response.

“I appreciate it. But I think I’m okay. Thank you for the offer though.” Y/n answered, feeling a small tear of guilt.

“Oh, that’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” He replied, unaffected by the rejection as he went back to his table.

“What did you do that for?” Carly asked. “Weren’t you the one complaining that no hot guys were approaching you. Well there’s a hot guy sitting right at that table who’s interested.”

“I know, but maybe I don’t want to do this right now. I think it’s best if I just take a break for a while. I’m not fully over Rabbit yet.” Y/n replied as she fiddled with her fingers.

“Well, if that’s what you want, then that’s fine. I won’t force you.”

A moment of appreciative silence was shared between the friends before Carly spotted a set of familiar faces in the corner of her eye. On the other side of the bar, her eyes had caught up with those of Rabbit, who was sitting at a table with his friends. (Jordan, of course, being the only one not present). Y/n noticed Carly’s demeanor changing as her eyes widened slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked. Without even waiting for an explanation, she quickly turned to see what Carly was looking at. An immediate jolt of shock struck through Y/n’s body as her eyes laid on all the guys who were directly looking at her and Carly. However, Y/n’s eyes were only set on Rabbit’s, their quick second of eye contact stirring a thick tension.

Y/n quickly turned back to Carly. “Stop staring.” She whispered.

“Why are you whispering?” Carly replied, her gaze fixed on Y/n again. “They’re across the bar. They’re not gonna hear us.”

“I know but…” Y/n’s sentence trailed off as she caught her friend looking back again. “Carly, I said stop staring.”

“Uh, Rabbit’s walking towards us.”

“What?” 

“Well, he’s walking towards you.”

“Shit…”

Y/n looked around, trying to find a way out of the intense situation she was in. The world around her slowed down as she struggled to find an exit. Suddenly, her eyes laid on Callum, who was sitting back in his seat and taking small sips of his drinks.

“Callum!” She called out. Y/n could faintly spot Rabbit stopping in the corner of her eye. Callum quickly snapped out of his daydream and looked over to Y/n, confusion being painted on his face. “Come here.” She ordered.

He looked around, to make sure she wasn’t talking to anyone else as he slowly got up and approached her. “Uh, hey. Everything okay?”

Without any warning, Y/n pulled Callum into a kiss, fully aware that Rabbit was staring right at her. The kiss felt empty and ridden of any emotion. It felt dull and immensely boring. She quickly pulled away and didn’t bother to look at Callum. Her eyes darted over to Rabbit.

He stood there, broken. His eyes were glossy with tears as he tried to distract himself with his surroundings. He could feel his chest tighten in pain as a lump formed in the back of his throat. Never had he felt anything like it. The loud and eccentric buzz of the bar had faded away as his gaze was fixed on Y/n’s eyes— those of regret and guilt.

Y/n quickly left through the front, pushing past as Carly followed behind her in a hurry. When she got outside, she took a deep breath of the fresh air. It felt more clean and airy compared to the stuffy atmosphere of the bar. As Carly caught up with her, Y/n buried her face into her chest, letting the tears of shame spill out her eyes rapidly.

“I messed up Carly. I shouldn’t have done that. What was I thinking?” She sobbed.

“Hey, don’t worry about it, okay? Everything’s gonna be fine.” Carly whispered as she ran her fingers through Y/n’s hair. 

Y/n sat on her bed, mindlessly staring at pages of her magazines that she had already flicked through nearly a million times. It didn’t bring that same fun it used to bring. Nothing did since her mistake at Chin Tiki. She’d considered going to Rabbit’s house and apologising but her heart was cold and hard of guilt that she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Luckily, she had Jordan and Carly there for her.

A light knock sounded from the other side of the door, Y/n immediately knew it was her brother. “Come in, Jordan.”

He opened the door slightly and peeped in. “Hey, I have some good news.” He sat next to Y/n on the bed with a cheeky smile.

“Oh gosh. What did you do now?”

“Nothing! Well, actually. Read this letter.” 

Jordan handed Y/n a folded piece of paper from his pocket. She carefully unfolded it, as it revealed an elegant looking letter. Y/n’s eyes quickly scanned through as she noticed a familiar logo in the top right corner. She let out a quiet gasp as she realised it was a logo of a professional modelling photo company. One that she had seen many times in her fashion magazines.

“Jordan, what did you do?” She chuckled, feeling a tide of nervousness swim into her system.

“Just read the letter.”

Dear Mr Jordan Y/l/n,

We viewed your request of you asking if your sister could have her photos professionally taken. We absolutely would love to take Miss Y/n Y/l/n’s pictures for her modelling portfolio. Please meet us at our address listed below on Thursday, October 26th, 1995 at 15:00.

Many Thanks,

Evangeline Professional Photography Modelling Agency.

“You got me a deal with E.P.P.M.A?!” Y/n exclaimed, a sudden burst of happiness exploding within her.

“Sure did.”

“How much did it cost?”

“That doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are finally going to get a modelling portfolio and become the world’s next model of the year for 10 years straight.”

“Hey, let’s not jump straight in yet. But seriously, Jordan, thank you. You’re the best.” Y/n wrapped her arms around her brother as she welcomed him into a warm embrace, something they usually didn’t do.

“Well, it’s at 3 and right now it’s 10 am. Which means you have plenty of time. And, uh, if you want to tag Carly along, feel free to do that too.”

“Yes! I need to call Carly now! Thank you!”

Y/n, Carly and Jordan stood in line, patiently waiting for Y/n's name to be called out. Well, Jordan was the more patient one, as he stood still with his arms crossed. He rolled his eyes as he looked down at the two girls holding each other's hands and squealing with happiness.

“Oh my gosh! I still can't believe it, you're gonna be a model.”

“I can't believe it either. This is so exciting!”

The girls pulled each other into a hug, unable to control their joy that was constantly spewing out of them. Jordan simply scoffed and shook his head, earning the attention of the girls.

“Don't you dare scoff.” Y/n said in a mock intimidating tone. “You're just as excited.”

“I can see it in his eyes.” Carly chimed in.

“I am excited. I'm very happy for you. But you guys need to calm down. Think you got a few looks.”

“Well excuse me for being so grateful.” Y/n retorted.

After a few minutes, they found themselves at the front of the line. Their cheeriness was off the scale, and in that moment, Y/n forgot about everything bad that was happening in her life. It gave her the perfect opportunity to focus on the positive instead.

“Y/n Y/l/n? Please make your way to room 8 please.” A lady working at the company called out.

Carly and Y/n looked at each other one more with a high pitched squeal before they made their way to the room with Jordan following behind. When they entered, they were welcomed to a large room white a white backdrop and a whole team of people. 

“Uh, hi. I'm here for the photoshoot.” Y/n said nervously.

The workers turned their heads as their faces immediately brightened as their eyes laid in Y/n. A tall woman wearing all black clothes with a funky scarf approached.

“Hi, I'm Sabrina. And I'm the director of this photoshoot. I must say, you are awfully gorgeous.”

“Thank you. Nice to meet you Sabrina. This is my best friend Carly and my brother Jordan.” Y/n replied.

“Nice to meet you. So, let's just get straight to the point. We've got a few outfits in the wardrobe and you're just gonna model them.”

The next hour or so was probably one of the best for Y/n. She felt stunning every time she looked in the mirror and checked her outfit out. She could feel her confidence skyrocketing through the roof as she displayed different poses. Jordan, Carly and the team encouraged her every second  cheering her on. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

“Alright, that's a wrap.” Sabrina called out. “You'll get your photos tomorrow evening.” She said to Y/n.

“Wow, that's great. Thank you so much. Seriously.” 

“Of course, Y/n. You've got some real talent.”

After Y/n got changed out of her clothes, she was quickly met with a very giddy Carly who immediately ran up to her and hugged the life out of her.

“Oh my gosh! Y/n, you did so good! You looked beautiful!” Carly squealed.

“You're squeezing me Carly.” Y/n wheezed. Carly apologised and loosened her grip, still continuing to celebrate. “But thank you though.”

As Carly pulled away, Jordan approached with a smile of approval on his face. “You were great Y/n. If mama could see you right now, she'd be so proud.” He pulled her into a comforting hug that felt warm and full of trust.

“Thanks Jordan. She'd be proud to see how good you're doing taking care of me.”

They shared their hug for a few more moments before Y/n pulled away with a soft smile on her face. “I need to go to the toilet. I'll be back soon.”

She made her way to the ladies restroom and stood in front of the mirror as she touched up her hair. Now that the fun was over and she was left alone with her thoughts, the thought of Rabbit quickly appeared in her mind. Him kissing Alex. His heartbroken face. Every moment Y/n shared with him. Good and bad.

“Y/n?” A voice called out.

She snapped out of her trance and looked in the mirror to see who called her. She felt her heart drop when she saw Alex staring right back at her. She didn't dare to turn back and look at her.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked.

“Same reason as you. I need a portfolio. Listen, can we please talk?”

Y/n exhaled softly through her nose and nodded. She slowly turned to look at Alex. Her face looked guilty, and her eyes were blurred with regret.

“What do you wanna talk about?” Y/n asked, secretly wishing for the conversation to finish in a flash.

“About what happened with Rabbit. He probably told you that I kissed him and made it look like he was with me.”

“He did.”

“Well, he's telling the truth.”

With those 5 words, Y/n felt a churn in her stomach. She was feeling a blur of emotions, regret, relief, sadness and a hint of anger.

“He is?”

“He is. And I'm really sorry. I really am. The guilt has been eating me alive. And I saw you in the line so I knew this was my only chance. I don't expect you to forgive me but-”

“I forgive you.” Y/n interrupted.

“You do?”

“Yes and I need to go.”

Y/n quickly ran out the restrooms and made her way to Jordan and Carly. They could both sense the feeling of uneasiness that was painted on her face.

“Is everything okay?” Carly asked.

“I saw Alex.” 

“Shit. Are you okay?” Jordan asked.

“I think so, but…” Y/n hesitated for a moment, as she struggled to find the right words. “She told me that Rabbit was telling the truth. She told me she was the one who kissed him.”

“What?” Carly and Jordan exclaimed in unison.

“I know. I need to see Rabbit. I need to talk to him.”

Y/n stood in front of Rabbit's door to his trailer, nervousness rushing through her blood system. She brought up her shaky hand to the door and knocked on it carefully. Each knock brought a shiver of anxiety down her spine. She waited in anticipation for what felt like an eternity for Rabbit to open the door.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing Rabbit. He was in a tank top and baggy pants. He wasn't wearing his usual beanie, showing off his buzz cut. His eyes widened as he saw Y/n, standing in front of him shaking with apprehension.

“Y/n?” He said, his voice laced with confusion.

“We need to talk.”

A/N: hi, sorry for this very late chapter and sorry for the cliffhanger 🙊

[peargor]

Not quite sure if sent the message cause bad internet connection so i'll just paste the whole thing here again incase:

Hey peargor!(donno if you're still using tumblr bt whatever) Let me Congrats ya for your coming completion on Touhou project first (yay恭喜)

Here's the wandering dude from mainland china(typical netizen lol)and randomly clicked into ya website while visiting webrings & link collections.Lotta ideas jump through my head and letme say a few words below: BoTWR's really a good series from my perspective,like,Dispite having gaps when understanding the lore,i still can kinda understand the characters,from core to spirit(Cantonese's partly cognizable for mandarin viewers so it kinda fun when lookin' zoey swearing lol)I guess a variety of mainland audience would like it too.Like,it even inspired me to have a look back into the history and mess 'n hongkong on the "great firewall" and made me sorta think deeply about all these mess……but anyways,here's imaginary non medal stickers：

"Mandarin approved"and

"i concerned for la nation"(just kidding),

and i'll keep focusing on the series(actually the others' quite adorable too,sure it took me a while to realize that you actually deeply involve in internet meme culture,after the shock when i found you do made the pogchamp meme gosh)

Btw Just wondering,did the reading disorder cause you to use more english in written form stuff?

Looking forward for the upcoming new chapters yet a few more words:

1:LIT ' O TOMMIE DESERVES ＢＥＴＴＥＲ Yo

Poor tommy,hope he 'll get a chance to be a man

2:mmm how and what would zoey's dad be…… He's sorta a villain for now but i hope he's just a dude who failed to correct his own fault by force or "internal error"?

3:that color can be some exposure of one's emotion thing.yeah classic "into head" thingy but perhaps it means more deep than what it seems?Maybe Blue represents the sadness,niche thoughts,hopeless rational thinking,Yellow's cheerfully craziness,Red's cruelly dialectical greedin' justice,and BLACK's something unresist-able unless you learn some real floyd's philosophy thing?

You can get some new referencing idea from the old HK's TVB show like "大时代"(The Greed of a man),also some new from mainland that accidentally have more coverage report on hk which apple dailys' doesn't(?),Trust me,gotta be good for setting both character and lore

Whatever,Best wishes on not getting perished by cops!(pretty sure you won't be cause you probably haven't spoke something politically for at least 2 years on the public internet and you won't be caught for drawing "china virus girl?" and political comments too early haha)

PS:Try to get yourself a fan-base besides the old social meida the X,patron,like a mewe,discord group somethin' alike for a better place for talks 'n discussion i suppose?

Hi fellow netizen! I'm sure the mainland would like to read the comics but that really opens up a can of worms that I'm not prepared to deal with yet, so for now I'll refrain from translating the comics.

1: Tommy has the happiest life compared to the rest of the main cast I wouldn't worry too much about him lol

2: mm it's much more complicated, I also think my audience expects a political opinion from me. It ties to my own experiences with asian culture in general. I am very critical, but I think the public expectation to what I'm critical of is kinda skewed at the moment. There's so much nuance to this story I hope people have a healthy discussion over the conclusion of Zoey's arc in the future.

3: Yellow, Blue and Red are the key colours. What they represent is up to your own interpretation. To me yellow is the self/your values, blue is career/ambition, and red is religion/community/family. There's more colours down the road but these are the most important ones. If there's going to be discussions over the story please feel free to create those spaces! I haven't done so because I am the main writer and I would like these things to happen naturally in the future. It feels wrong for me to create a space as someone with complete authority over the story.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts on IWBTWR! Sorry it took so long to respond, I've been trying to find the words to convery my thoughts properly.

[good-beans]

I would love to hear what you think of the recent milgram update and what it means for the story

Waahh thanks for the excuse to chat pal!! I have so many thoughts :') First off, let it be known that I'm SAD. These deaths tore my heart out and it's going to be rough knowing the characters are gone next trial.

However, from a writer's perspective, if you'll allow me to gush a bit... 👀

So, I always believed that Es would have prisoners' deaths on their hands and be judged themself, but I assumed it'd be from finale executions. I was shocked so many were killed off early, but it actually does follow the setup Yamanaka established (no matter how many incidents, three were injured badly during the first hiatus, so raising the stakes, three would die the next.) And doing it a trial early gives us way more time to reflect on these feelings -- rather than hold executions and be done, we're now forced to see the hole these people leave behind, see the emotions and mourning that follow that, see how everybody's view of them becomes twisted in death and recollection.

And the method of these deaths adds so much to the reflection/themes the audience feels. Execution deaths would have carried the theme of the Milgram experiment (would you cause harm because an authority figure told you to?) but that's it. These bring us so very close with the prisoners' cases.

We see Haruka’s death and find ourselves experiencing Mahiru’s horror: "I knew about his intention to, but surely someone would have stopped him! I thought he was bluffing! If it was his choice, was it really my fault?" We hear Kazui’s voice: "it wasn't supposed to be a grand betrayal, I was just being honest. I didn't think my truth about someone else would make them to that..."

In Shidou’s death we find ourselves making the same justifications as Muu, John, Kotoko, and even kind of Shidou himself: "there was someone I was trying to protect. I wanted to save both, but it couldn't be helped. It was one or the other, that's what the world gave me and that's what I worked with. I protected the one I deemed weaker/more precious to me, is that so wrong?"

When we want to cry about Mahiru and say, "it's unfair, we didn't know the stakes would be raised when we made our vote in trial one! They didn't warn us until trial two!" we only sound like Fuuta: "it's unfair! I was just doing something normal online! Sure I knew it would cause emotional harm, but I had no idea she was going to die!"

And even people who disagreed with the current vote find themselves in the prisoners' shoes. People who wanted to prevent Kotoko/Amane’s actions with a guilty vote can feel (depending on your interpretation, Yuno,) Muu, Mikoto, and Kotoko's motivation for themselves: "I knew the situation. I knew what I was doing. Things would have gotten worse if I didn't intervene. It's important to intervene when you know how things will end up.

So on one hand, it makes us extremely sympathetic to the prisoners by feeling their same motivations and regret. On the other hand, if we've gotten too soft, this simultaneously reminds us of how horrible they are. It was easy to forgive when the victims were half-hidden, faceless, and nameless. But now, we're reminded that all 10 victims were cherished by others just as we cherished Haruka, Shidou, and Mahiru. Even Kotoko's victim must have been -- how can we write him off as a universally hated criminal when we're mourning three people who murdered very knowingly? It becomes both easier and harder to offer our forgiveness now going into final verdicts.

And lastly, we hear Yuno's voice (as well as the point of the whole project) as we approach final judgments: neither innocent nor guilty is a good vote. Judgment in another's business will never help anyone. Guilying one and forgiving another can get someone killed. Guiltying two people to prevent them from causing harm can get someone killed. Naming two innocent in the hope it heals them can get someone killed. Though the project does encourage us to forgive others, these deaths acknowledge that in the real world, being wholly accepting of everything still won't work -- people will still get hurt. Black-and-white systems hurt everyone involved, we need to seek out the gray area and choose kindness rather than just a kind judgment, since there's no such thing.

And one last thing in line with that -- the deaths drive home the running theme that no choice, no matter how well-intentioned, can be taken back. I believe the "route" title only refers to this version so that they can release a full cast version of the song (maybe on the milgram anniversary) that exists outside of the story. Injuries can heal. Even losing an eye can be recovered from. But giving us completely permanent consequences is important in a project reminding people to act carefully to all those they interact with.

Okay I've already talked a lot addghj so I won't go into too much detail, but it also highlights the themes about humans being social creatures and no situation is truly isolated. You can't examine any of the prisoner cases individually because they're so interconnected with people who were just recently strangers. Shidou got two inno votes -- in an isolated situation he should be doing great! But like the crimes themselves, we must pay attention to the relationships and emotions that drive a situation forward rather than just it's physical logistics.

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I think my only issue with this choice is that it's going to really screw over the already screwed over women (Muu, Amane, and Kotoko are going to be slammed with hate and even less willingness to understand them as human beings) BUT that's not Yamanaka's fault -- it has and will always be the fans'.