#i have no idea how powers in this verse even work but hopefully there aren't any glaring inconsistencies lmao

[thoselethalarts]

Hehehe sending you an ask I wanna know this one

3. What ideas come from when you were little

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3. What ideas come from when you were little?

HOOOOO boy, where do I start with this one 😂 Sadly not a lot of ideas of mine really survived my early youth, but I do have a handful of characters + plots that did survive more from my middle school and high school years. Most of those ideas I plan on turning into novels at some point in the near future because they've become such important concepts to me personally.

Colors of War - This is a personal story that I've held onto since my TF2 era, by sheer reason that I've grown FAR too attached to the characters I've made for the fandom since then. Since then the story I've developed around them has really changed and evolved to become something all its own, focusing on the "team" I've made full of fan-characters, instead of being hired mercenaries to toil endlessly in a war over gravel, being something of a yakuza-inspired mafia in modern-age San Fransisco. They use their vast influence and wealth to allow their actions to slip under the radar, though it's unclear what their intentions or goals are to those that attempt to investigate them. All that is known is that those part of the central core of the mafia's power have been alive for far longer than they physically appear to be, and that even when they're killed and declared dead on the scene they just keep coming back.

I'll be honest, seeing how beloved Emesis Blue has become to the TF2 fandom and how well-received it was for people that aren't even well-versed in TF2 lore and mechanics either is really motivating me to continue working on it, and hopefully it'll be received just as well someday!

Diary of an Insomniac (AKA the Dementophobia project) - I first wrote Dementophobia when I was in high school (peak creepypasta era on the internet was back then), and since then the characters I've made for that story, Marcus and Matt, have become really special and important to me. Their story was meant to be a one-off, but then I got the idea for the Creepypasta RPG, a project that I've in a way fully scrapped since its initial development stages. The remnants of that project, however, and the story that I was developing for it I still want to use, and I plan on eventually publishing that story as a full-fledged novel! It's the story I'm working most actively on right now during my downtime at work, and I'm very eager to share it with the world once it's done!

Afraid of Ghosts / The Dead Man's Guide to Hell - THIS is perhaps the biggest project I currently am chipping away at.

Afraid of Ghosts is the home story for my OC Kaz! The basis for the story is based on a dream that I had many years ago that involved ghosts, OFF-style purifications exorcisms, and grim reapers. As far as the story goes it's become distinctly more cathartic in intention over the years, but most importantly is that it is directly tied to a core element that I intend to elaborate on with The Dead Man's Guide to Hell (also known as the Jigoku Project).

The Jigoku project is something I've been very passionate about building for many years, and as such it's become fundamentally connected to a lot of my other stories too, including the Dementophobia project! It's inspired by the album 地獄 (Jigoku) by Aurastys, and is my attempt to breath life into a different sort of perspective/concept for Purgatory, Hell, the afterlife, and the dead. Afraid of Ghosts focuses on grim reapers and their jobs as collectors of the souls of the dead, while the The Dead Man's Guide to Hell is meant to elaborate on every aspect of Hell in this world, why spirits are as they appear, and what happens to the dead when they die, all from the perspective of a man that's passed and is experiencing the afterlife firsthand.

I rambled a bit, but I hope that answers the question well enough 😅

[aviswriting]

Navigation

Okay, instead of just making a list of all the topics I'd like to write articles for, I decided I'd make a massive navigation post. It can be tiresome to scroll through a whole blog to find the right chapter, so here's links for all the stories, the titles of articles (well it's just the one for right now) I've completed, and a list of questions/subjects I will write about. :)) This will be edited as that information actually becomes relevant. I don't have much on this blog yet.

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The Curious Cases of Caddel

Prologue . . .

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Articles I've completed!

1st Corinthians, 6:12

Creation vs. Evolution (not technically an article but I don't plan on expanding past what is said here)

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Dragon Borne/Morana (sorry if the title is confusing, the tag is #morana, who is the oc for that story)

Prologue

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List of Subjects I Will (or Want to) Write About

Predestination Vs. Free Will (oh boy. I won't be doing this any time soon xD)

What does "humanist" mean? And how is it used?

What does "totalitarian" mean? And how is it used?

What does "Arminian" mean?

Review for [x] book

Why aren't Mormons Christians? (I don't mean to alienate anyone with this one, but whether or not tumblr likes it does not matter. It's an important question)

Why Unity in the Church is of the upmost importance (speaking of... I will probably/hopefully read Bede's history before I answer this :)) I have it somewhere, it's a matter of finding it in my... millions of books.. I don't have a bookshelf.....)

[Bible chapter, verse(s)]

How should modesty be handled in the modern age?

Should we reference books outside of the Bible for Biblical guidance/answers?

Nakedness in art (I will be reading Francis Shaeffer before answering this)

Salvation (I should maybe work on this article next. It's to be decided though)

Can/should women be in positions of worldly power and/or leadership? (I'm either gonna piss a lot of people off with this or tumblr will be surprisingly normal about it)

Why women shouldn't be pastors or hold positions of authority in the church (all based out of the Bible baby)

On Catholicism (yet another thing that might alienate me from some of tumblr, but it's an important subject within the Christian realm)

How should Christians interact with other cultures and religions?

How should Christians interact with cuss words?

The Medieval dragon vs. the modern

What does being "Reformed" mean?

What is an "Evangelist?"

Is subjectivity a Biblical concept? Or: Can we interpret God's guiding words to apply different to different people? (A bit of a weirder or more nuanced concept?)

On meditation

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PLEASE NOTE: The articles are for my own education and to teach me about the world. You might notice the "what does [x] mean" subjects. I like defining my terms.

I'm not here to argue or stir up controversy. I'm here to learn. If you want to interact and discuss, (with overall friendly tones), please feel free to do so! I love seeing other people's ideas and thoughts. I however have some anger issues so if you want to argue or debate... I will either lose motivation really quickly or won't engage. It's not good for my health to argue with strangers online (wow imagine that) and it just causes me to be extremely negative. Please understand; I apologize if my weakness irritates you or you think I'm a "snowflake" for being like this, but no amount of exposure therapy seems to "fix" this. It's just how I am and it's not conducive to my learning. If you want to discuss, however, and simply present what you think, please don't think it falls on deaf ears even if I tell you I disagree. I don't imagine I would respond to you in a cavalier manner, (I mean, for Lord's sake I can't seem to shut up), but even if I do just please be aware that this is the internet and you can't see my face or the time I'm spending sitting around thinking about stuff.

That being said, I love sharing ideas! It's my high. :)) I mean, I want to be a journalist with an interest in culture and theology, so .... checks out. And please do correct me if something is factually and objectively wrong (though if it's simply a difference in theology... You'll have to prove it). I want this blog to be very friendly but dealing with serious ideas. It's for my own personal enjoyment and I will put myself first when it comes to how I operate my blog; but it's a blog for all to see and I really do hope you enjoy. :))

Sincerely, Avis 🐌🦇

[presumenothing]

Lol who am I kidding, I was definitely thinking of Dramatic Roof Scene again: “... Are you shivering?”“Hey, I got you…” Hakuba either corners KID (if roof scene) OR he's noticed Kaito's seemed a bit off today but not sure why (what if it's at school... BUT STILL ON THE ROOF??)

(prompt me anytime!)

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ok this might be a tad less Dramatic than originally expected but still

set in the pyrokinesis!verse – or, to blatantly appropriate a tag from the most excellent @ninthfeather: #and kaito frickin flying also that (look, naming things isn’t one of my skillsets okay). because that’s a thing now, apparently?

also, cookies of your favourite variety for everyone who reblogged the original posts with lovely comments! this verse was very much started on a whim, so it’s been a pleasant surprise that people actually like it by which I mean this is all your fault and I hope you’re enjoying it

(AO3)

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Saguru goes to the roof.

It’s the most reliable solution to the problem of ‘where is Kuroba?’, insofar as anything about the magician can be reliably dependable. Aoko agrees, too, which is to say that she’d told Saguru that it was one of her top ten rules when it came to handling one Kuroba Kaito.

(He is… still unsure, to this day, how serious she had been about that. Saguru’s own proclivity for rules is unusual, he knows that much, but then again Aoko does have a tendency of defying everyone’s expectations. She and Kuroba have that in common, among other things.)

At any rate, they’d reached a consensus: if you wanted to find Kuroba, you went up, and out.

(Saguru suspects that it’s at least partly due to Kuroba’s aerokinetic abilities – Aoko liked being in the water, and many of the elementals he’d met had been the same, though since Saguru lacks tendencies towards large-scale arson he can’t exactly confirm it himself – and partly just because the magician had a general affinity for high places and other off-limit areas.

Though at least Kuroba could catch himself and fly if he ever actually fell from any such areas, which was admittedly unlikely for him, and also more than could be said for most other people.)

Ekoda High is no skyscraper, of course – the main classroom building is only six storeys tall, but it’s still high enough that a frigid wind whips past Saguru’s face once he pushes open the roof access door.

Kuroba is easy to spot, for once, his school uniform constrasting starkly with the dull grey of the cement. He’s sitting near the edge of the roof, legs dangling out in between the railings.

Saguru almost hesitates at this point, but Aoko’s worried expression comes to mind (Kuroba had skipped three classes in a row, which was unusual even by his standards) and he sighs before walking over.

The wind is loud enough that his footsteps are almost inaudible. Saguru has little doubt that Kuroba noticed him anyway, though the magician doesn’t so much as turn around as he approaches. “Aoko sent you up here?” 

“Aoko-kun is concerned, yes, but I made the decision mys–” Saguru cuts himself off mid-sentence, and would probably have said something impolite if he’d been the type to swear. “You’re shivering, Kuroba-kun.” 

“Really.” Kuroba looks at his hands with a frown, then clenches them until they stop trembling. “I hadn’t noticed.”

Oh, for – Kuroba’s being serious, isn’t he, Saguru thinks despairingly, already unbuttoning and shrugging off his own uniform jacket, which he drapes over Kuroba’s shoulders in a deft motion. “At least bring a heavier coat if you’re going to brood up here, I’d credited you with more intelligence than this.”

Kuroba doesn’t move to pull the jacket any closer around himself, but he does look over at Saguru, at least. “Aren’t you co– oh, pyrokinetic, right.”

Saguru nods as he sits down next to Kuroba, with his back to the railing. (He’d have been really disturbed if Kuroba hadn’t figured that one out, honestly.)

They sit in silence for five and a half minutes – not an especially awkward silence, but certainly more unusual for Kuroba than himself – before the magician speaks up, apropos of nothing. “I guess I’ve been kind of an ass to you, Hakuba. Sorry.”

Saguru blinks, completely taken aback. “…well, it’s past lunch, but I suppose impossible things can’t always happen on a schedule, can they?”

Kuroba actually laughs at that one, which is slightly better than what Saguru had been aiming for, and further evidence (not that Saguru needed it) for the fact that his classmate is far more well-read and knowledgeable than he usually appears. “The impossible is my specialty!” he quips with some of his customary cheer, though even Saguru can tell it’s a little forced. 

“That much is obvious,” Saguru answers dryly. “Apology accepted, by the way, though I wasn’t looking for one. Let’s just say that I’ve had significantly less amiable encounters at my previous school, and leave it at that.”

To put it mildly, he adds mentally. It’d never been anything overt, but then it never had to be, and the small things added up quickly – his half-Japanese heritage, his skills, even the apparent mismatch between his element and personality. (Even though extensive research had already demonstrated the lack of significant correlation between the two, but Holmes forbid anyone consult the literature before forming completely unfounded beliefs.)

Kuroba, expression now sober again, gives him a look that suggests he’s more or less guessed what Saguru is thinking. Fortunately, he doesn’t pursue it any further, though Saguru doesn’t expect it when he changes the topic.

“My dad…” Kuroba trails off, and exhales, leaning forward against the rail. “You know what day it is?”

“I am aware of the date’s significance, yes,” Saguru answers cautiously – he’d read the case file and whatever articles he could get ahold of regarding Kuroba Toichi’s death, though they had been ultimately uninformative beyond the basic facts. “For what it’s worth, I am sorry for your loss, Kuroba-kun. All the evidence suggests that he was a great man.”

“Yes, he was.” Kuroba, when Saguru chances a look at him, is staring off into the distance. Saguru wonders what he sees. “Shortly before you transferred to our class… I discovered that his death was most probably not an accident.”

Saguru breathes in sharply, a hiss of surprise, but his mind is already piecing together the puzzle – his suspicions about Kuroba Toichi, the increasingly bold snipers at heists (which he fully intends to confront Kid about when he gets the opportunity, just not today), the relatively few ways one could ensure a death by fire – and he doesn’t like the answer that’s taking shape. “Why didn’t you go to the police, if you had evidence of foul play?”

“I didn’t. Nothing they could act on, at least.” Kuroba’s voice is bitter. “But you can see why I took your abilities badly.”

Saguru tries to imagine himself in the same position – suddenly confronted with the same ability he suspected was involved in the death of someone he cared deeply about – and can’t quite suppress a shudder of his own, though he manages to keep his tone even when he answers. “A perfectly understandable response. And as I said, I wasn’t bothered by your attitude, even if it wasn’t quite for the usual reasons.”

“Just thought you’d like to know, that’s all,” Kuroba says before lapsing back into silence, during which Saguru makes a mental note to look into the records over at Organised Crime – any pyrokinetic that powerful (allowing for the use of accelerants, of course, which lowered the required strength considerably) would probably have been noted down somewhere.

Saguru would know, after all.

He breaks the silence five minutes later, standing up and dusting his pants off. “Come on, we’d better head back to class before Aoko threatens to water jet us. Or worse.”

Kuroba looks up at him, something searching in his gaze. “If I said I’d come down later… you wouldn’t trust me, would you?”

Saguru gives the question honest thought, considering the probabilities, then shakes his head with some regret. “Not on this, no.”

“Fair enough.” Kuroba shrugs, handing the extra jacket back as he stands up, showing no signs of stiffness even though Saguru is certain that he’s been essentially sitting stock still in the same spot for hours.

(Abilities aside, it was little wonder that Kaitou Kid ran circles around the Task Force, Saguru couldn’t help but think, even with Kuroba near single-handedly planning all of the heists. Though if the Task Force made good on their whispered plans to hire Aoko when she graduated – assuming Nakamori-keibu didn’t throw a fit first – then… Saguru has the sudden mental image of Kaitou Kid being chased with a mop by an irate inspector.)

At Saguru’s badly stifled snicker, Kuroba turns around, walking backwards without even bothering to glance behind him. “What?”

“Nothing,” Saguru answers smoothly. “Just imagining Aoko-kun chasing the Kaitou Kid while armed with mops and high-powered water jets.”

Kuroba blanches briefly, then starts laughing as well, until he almost backs into the door without noticing. 

Saguru lets that one pass uncommented, and Kuroba huffs in seeming annoyance before turning back to open the door. 

For all that the cold never really gets to Saguru – he hadn’t been misdirecting Kuroba earlier, his pyrokinetic abilities did serve as a buffer against all but the most extreme of weather – he’s still glad to leave the wind behind as he closes the access door behind them.

“You know, there’s this kid from Beika that you should meet.” Kuroba grins at him as they head down the stairs, looking considerably more like his usual self. “Electrokinetic, and a powerful one to boot.”

Saguru flips through a mental list of people he knows from Beika, and stops short. “…you can’t possibly mean Edogawa Conan. He’s a little young to have fully manifested his powers, isn’t he?”

“Oh, he has them, all right.” Kaito’s expression falters, presumably recalling some past incident. “Did you know that electrokinetics are apparently resistant to tasers?”

“I do now,” Saguru answers with a raised eyebrow. “And how did you find that out, then? Electrokinetics are rare enough that the research on them is rather sparse, as I recall.”

Kuroba waves a hand airily, carefree grin already firmly back in place. “Oh, I just overheard some of the Task Force people talking about it. Kaitou Kid tried it at a heist, apparently, and the little detective gave him a earful on the dangers of using tasers on children.”

…well, Saguru’s definitely going to find the original witness statements from that heist – clearly not one he’d been around for – and have a good bout of amusement at Kid’s expense. (He wonders if this is some gesture of gratitude on Kuroba’s part, but he’ll take it anyway, whatever it is.) “Seems like we can add child endangerment to Kid’s list of crimes, then? I’m sure Division One would be happy to help us with the paperwork.”

The answer is rife with indignation. “Hey! Kid-sama would never do anything to actually endanger a kid, okay – ”

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…heh. this was partly inspired by your tag (@swingingrobin​): #also lol will Kaito ever try to be considerate or is he actively avoiding ever being nice to Hakuba?

which – er. on a reread that is indeed how Kaito comes off in this verse, though I can definitely say I didn’t do that intentionally. but apparently my response to that is another thousand words exploring why that might be the case? plus a bonus mention of what Conan might be up to in this verse (aka I conveniently appropriated Railgun’s powers for him sorry Misaka)? like what even is my life anymore tbh

so yeah somehow I ended up with 1.5k of vague angst after the previous cracky instalment mood whiplash what whiplash amirite (look it could’ve been worse, I briefly considered setting this post-Nightmare… but nah, neither these poor kids nor I deserve that conversation. it was tempting though. man do they ever have Issues. so many Issues.)

in case it wasn’t clear – the fact that they’re all verbally dancing around is that it’s the anniversary of Toichi’s death (which Aoko also knows), and in this verse it seems distinctly possible that Snake got a pyrokinetic to do it, which genuinely doesn’t bear thinking about, honestly 

(it’s deliberately left open to interpretation, but I assume Snake probably isn’t one himself, and as Saguru thinks here the pyrokinetic was possibly just involved in starting the fire, with the rest being dong via accelerants/damaged equipment/whatever nefarious setup have you)