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rolan is one of the best side characters, he took me a little to warm up to but I love him so much

[mitamicah]

2024 was in many ways one big fever dream which I've spend four days now trying to make enough sense of to make this video

Split into three categories:

Part 1: Transition related milestones (HRT, top surgery news)

Part 2: Personal highlights (tattoos, concerts, etc.)

Part 3: Original song decidated to people at the Kääryleet Summer Camp

Context for part 2 clips under the line

10.17: January 1, starting of the year dyeing my hair black at midnight

10.24: January 9, after a long winter hating my body more than usual I got this tattoo inspired by Käärijä's song Paidaton Riehuja to remind myself that how my body looks doesn't matter and I should instead love it for what it can give me instead of its appearance

10.28: March 1, After a month and a half I finally received the first bit of non-sticker merch I ever made, keychains of Joker Out and Bojere. I would end up selling them to fans and gifting them to Joker Out at the See You Soon tour.

10.32: March 2, At my first time in Helsinki Finland I went to see Käärijä's mural at Tikkurilla, Vantaa

10.36: March 2, Having booked myself into the Käbnb I of course had to try on the bolero

11.00: March 3, Waking up after sleeping one night at the Käbnb (one of the best sleeps of the year)

11.08: March 2, Being present at the premiere of Sta Bih Ja (my top song of Spotify Wrapped) at Kulttuuritalo day 1

11.24: March 2, Being present at the premiere of Bluza (my current fave JO song) at Kulttuuritalo day 1

11.42: March 2, Hojan cameo at Kulttuuritalo day 1

12.07: March 3, Being present at the premiere of Schlager at Kulttuuritalo day 2

13.34: March 15, Bojan fulfilling the first bit of the 'are you' saga by writing me the phrase during soundcheck of the Malmö gig

12.56: March 15, Post-Malmö gig rambles about meeting Bojan, Jan and Nace

13.48: November 15, Vogue Slovenia sharing picture of me in the crowd at Malmö (on the release day of Souvenir Pop none the less!!)

13.50: April 22, Clips from Blind Channel gig at Copenhagen, which happened to be on my 29th birthday. Got a vip posterbag, guitar pick from Rock Band from Hell and a band shirt of Cold Culture all for free. The picture of me is from when Blind Channel sang happy birthday for me from stage :'3

14.06: May 4 - Clips from Käärijä's Böle gigs, speficially of Erika joining the evening show and the Cha Cha Cha finale

14.40: May 4-5 - Paidaton Riehuja playing as the last song at the Böle afterparty. Here would be the place I took my shirt of for the first time in public, and when I realised I cried 4-5 times and got a tattoo to memorize it the day after.

15.02: May 18 - Pictures of my Käärijä cosplay (irl and drawn by fellow queer person) at the local pride, I went to perform CCC for a few thousand people.

15.06: June 1 - Clips of my new fave danish band Cold Culture performing at a free concert in Copenhagen. Me and the frontman fanboyed over each other and I passed for what I believed for the first time in a crowd full of strangers.

15.22: July 3 - Beginning of the Kääryleet Summer Camp (hereafter KSC) with Käärijä at Ravintola Backas, Vantaa - including pictures around the summer camp as well

15.38: July 5 - Fantastista at Allas Sea pool, at this gig I was able with the help of my friends to get Jere's handwriting for the 'are you' tattoo

15.50: July 7 - Premiere of Trafik! with Joost at Käärijä's gig at Ruisrock + having pictures of me and the KSC flag be featured on Ruissi's IG and in the People's Champion booklet

16.21: July 7- Joker Out at Ruisrock (pretty much just happy I survived this feeling faint due to low blood sugar)

16.56: September 20 - Celebrating Bojere's second tavastia reunion at my first ever tattoo convention getting this flashtattoo of 'the lovers' tarotcard to go with my Are You tattoo (more later)

17.03: October 8 - Big compilation of clips from Käärijä's big gift to me this year: the chance to join him on stage, perform Mic Mac, show the finished 'are you' tattoo both before and during the show and ending with Häärijä hugging me over the barricade and gifting me a signed poster

18.37: October 18 - seeing Käärijä (and Hä although not shown in this video) wear @clovermoonspell's bolero at Heaven 1, London

18.54: November 1 - Celebrating the premiere of People's Champion getting a tattoo inspired by the tarotcard I got from @tuherrus at the KSC (and the mere fact I've since then seen the number 8 everywhere -the card, strength, was number 8) + November 25 - getting my fursona tattooed by a local tattoo artist I adore

18.59: December 2 - Visiting Ljubjana for the first time (and first time abroad where I'm "just" a tourist") here looking over the city from the tower of Ljubjana Castle

19.06: December 3 - My reaction seeing Jure and Bojan wearing my scribbler out shirts I'd just given them at soundcheck, Tvornica Kulture Zagreb

19.42: December 3-4 - Having gotten my own shirt stamped after Zagreb, Bojan got to see the 'are you' tattoo and he, Nace and one more member 'are you'd me - met Kiki later and got to fanboy over Hamburg

19.51: December 16 - Having survived my first queuing in Poland here is a clip of Käärijä soaking me during ICIP at Hype Park, Kraków.

20.01: BOJERE TWINNING MOMENT! Each of them gets eye contact with me while filming and holding their hand to their heart when I freak out (Käärijä = December 17, Warsaw, Bojan = March 15, Malmö)

20.16: December 17-8 - Ending up the year with a hug from Jere after the gig at Progresja, Warsaw

[twodevils]

Omg I can't believe that of all the choices from our random poll, the winning option happened to also be the one Legacy and I wrote into our fic 😂😂. So here it is, the scene snippet from our fic, which also happens to be the most popular cosplay option y'all voted for 👇🏼! It was a bit of a long scene. For a bit of context, Aurora is food obsessed, so she tends to give the people she likes least 'food' related names. Currently, she and Crocodile are unfortunately cuffed together with seastone cuffs, which only affects Crocodile (Aurora does not have a devil fruit).

-Sanaserena

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Two Devils and the Toughest Pirates on the Seas: A How-to Guide on Teasing (One Piece fanfic; OC (Aurora) x X Drake; OC (Joy) x Killer)

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"I should have brought you earlier," she said, dragging him to the wardrobe and propping him against the inner wall.  He sat there, limp and uncomfortable.

He just stared.

Yup.

It was still there, the black maid outfit with the white frilly apron and headpiece, hanging at the blank empty space of the back wall.  And pinned to it was Aurora's little note.

"What the hell is 'Chestnut'?" Chocodile said.

"A person! A very annoying, persistent person!" Aurora said, as though it explained something.  "You wanted some clothes.  Here you go."

She even added a little flourish to her pointing gesture.  Just to rub it in.  This was perfect, just perfect for Aurora.  She had originally thought to prank him. But the thought of him now wearing the maid outfit that Joy had made based on Aurora's size? That could only be excellent payback.

"Do you have a roleplay kink?" said Chocodile after a moment.  

His face was blank, unreadable, and that bothered Aurora slightly.

"No," she said with a frown.  What was he getting at?

"A daddy kink?"

Eww.  "No."

"A maid kink?"

"No!" Aurora said, suddenly frustrated by all the questions. It wasn't turning out the way she envisaged the punishment would go. 

Chocodile just glared at the teeny tiny maid dress.  "I know.  So, you're a sadist."

Oh that she could work with.  She might not be Joy, but right now, Aurora relished the payback that was punching Chocodile in the face.  

“It’s clothing!” Aurora grinned.  

His glare could burn ice if that was possible.  "No."

His rejection made Aurora happier.  Oh, the punishment was back on! 

"Yes!" she said.  "Here, stinky fish.  I'll even be kind enough to dress you."

She knelt next to him.  But Chocodile moved.  It was a small shift that looked like it took all his effort to do so, causing him to land flat on his face again, but this time, bum up. 

"You're being a child," Aurora scolded.

"Don't touch me!" he scowled.

"Okay sure.  Let me get my dagger.  And a blindfold."

"What?" Choco said to the floor.

Aurora drew a dagger from behind her.  As always, the black blade was in top condition.

"Joy does surgeries all the time—on animals, plants, humans, what have you with her eyes closed.  Surely this can't be difficult!"

She yanked at the tie of his robe, ignoring his "Don't you dare!"

Wrapping it around her head, she was surprised at how dark it felt.

Grinning wildly, Aurora said, completely ignoring Chocodile, "Trust me Chocodile, I'm an excellent swordswoman even blindfolded."

She patted around looking for his body.  Found something hard and positioned her dagger. She also heard him gag. Loudly.

"What has that got to do with anything?"

"I know all the best places to cut!" Aurora grinned.  This was so weird.  It had been ages since she had practiced her skill while blindfolded.  It left her maybe a little too excited.  To anyone else, it looked like she was on the verge of letting rip an evil laugh.

"Oh hell are you serious?" Chocodile grumbled, sounding horrified.

Aurora sliced, and she felt him flinch.  "Yep." She pressed the tip of the dagger elsewhere.  Technically she was looking for a new place to cut.  "Don't you trust me to cut you free Choco?"

"I don't trust you, period."

"Too bad!" And Aurora cut again.  For a second there, she sounded like Joy.  But well, Aurora was too gleeful at the thought that Crocodile was jumping in his skin as she sliced at him blindfolded.

When she was done, Aurora lifted the blindfold, but covered her vision where Chocodile laid naked.  Yup, no thanks.  She didn't want to see him naked.  She just wanted to see him suffer!

She took the maid dress off the hanger and pulled the blindfold down again.  This was going to be interesting.

The fun part was that what happened next was probably more torture for Chocodile than it was for Aurora.

With her blindfold on, Aurora was limited in what she could see and do, of course.  She trod on Chocodile, something she only realised when he kept grunting every time she took a step. 

Putting the dress on him at first wasn't so bad, she lifted his head and shoved it through the hole she had determined before wearing her blindfold again.

It was the other part that was hard.  Getting him into it.  In other words, fitting his shoulders and his body and when he couldn't get his arm through because of the cuffs, Aurora took it off him and pulled it on via his legs.

Crocodile was stubborn.  He flopped like a fish, trying to buck Aurora off.  With the blindfold Aurora didn't know how it looked, but everyone else probably got the wrong idea!

When it was done, Aurora ripped off the blindfold and blinked the dim lighting into focus.  But it was when she saw Chocodile that she cracked it.  Laughter tore from her in a bright peal.  She clutched her stomach because it was too funny, and could barely gargle the words, "You….Look….Adorable…" 

Immediately she took out her camera and snapped a picture of Crocodile scowling.  The maid dress, as she thought, was too small.  She'd heard the seams ripping but this was insane.  He had one arm pulled on, but the other was caught underneath his other armpit because of the cuff.

And the hem of the skirt ended at his hips.  It was such a lucky thing for him that he was wearing undershorts. White too.  They matched his new uniform!

"Stop laughing!" he growled.

Aurora pretended to think about it for a moment, then said, “No!”  She grinned. He was so far gone from the former Warlord status she had worried about previously.  It was hard for her to take him seriously now.  “You look so, so good.”

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[lycanguts]

CALLOUT POST FOR A PAST ABUSER/MANIPULATOR

So this is definitely not my usual type of content, I don’t like causing unnecessary drama but this is inexcusable. It's probably weird seeing this in a fandom tag but these are his main interests and if it could be boosted in this communities it might save some people.

Tumblr user @yucee is a terrible person both in how he acts and how he treats other people, he’s manipulative, quick to deflect blame and never takes responsibility for his actions. As if that wasn’t bad enough he's also a pedophile.

This post will not only contain my testimonial but the testimonials of two others who also met him.

This one is a doozy but I recommend reading it, I want as many people as possible to see his true nature (especially anyone >22 years old).

I would like make it known that he loves to play the victim in any scenario regardless of whose fault it actually is (most of the time it’s his however, he has a real hard time accepting blame for anything).

While my trauma is not as severe as others who have come in contact with him he ruined what was supposed to be a fun weekend with my friends as well as our first meeting which should’ve been something amazing.

Unfortunately I deleted our conversations on Discord as I didn’t think when I did I would be making this type of post, thankfully his tumblr messenger is still open to me as well as a few text messages post-meetup. Most things that revealed his true nature were said during voice chat so most of these messages are only a small glimpse at what an awful person he is.

My Testimonial:

Hello my name is Anthony, I'm 22 years old and I had met yucee three years back when we had a mutual friend. While we didn’t have much in common he seemed like a nice enough guy and someone I’d like to befriend. We had similar tastes in pokemon as well as similar music tastes, and while we had known each other for three years we hadn’t really talked consistently until mid 2017. It was around the latter half of this year that I had developed feelings for him and after a few weeks of hesitation I asked him out and was excited when he said “yes”. Had third been months ago I’d say our relationship was a good one, he accepted me for who I was and I was just happy to find another trans guy with no interest in anything sexual.

However looking back now I realize not only was Yucee extremely self centered but he made sure to link me to his “coping” fic every other day expecting me to read he one sentence he had added while when I would send him my art it was a 50/50 chance I would ever receive good feedback if any at all (his comments were either “cute” or “gay”, sometimes he would just ignore it altogether).

Did I mention he also invited himself to the convention I attended this summer? Around mid March I had planned on asking him as I was going to test the waters and see if by describing my con experiences it would be something he would be interested in attending possibly next year, however as soon as I brought up I was going to a convention he chirped in with “I want to go too!”. He was excited, I was too, and we soon began to make plans to meet each other. During this time let me point out how he would say things like “are we going to be around your friends the entire convention?” and “since you always get to see your friends can I have you to myself?” And “next year, if you still like me then, I want to go to MTAC, just you and me I don’t want your friends there.” And other things of this nature. At first I thought he was just joking around but it became evident to me after the fact that he was becoming extremely possessive of me to the point he was already picking out what costume I would wear for MTAC. Not only this but when he learned me and my friends had already planned a cosplay group he became upset because we were dating so we should’ve had matching costumes. Again this was mid March and the convention was early in early June, I had been working on what costumes I had since December. He was dead set on cosplaying persona characters and while I liked persona I didn’t think I’d have enough time to throw a costume together. Eventually he seemed pleased enough I’d be cosplaying Akira Fudo while he cosplayed Akira from persona, but he still complained that me and my friend were acting more like a couple than he and I were because I had a matching cosplay with her, “we’re boyfriends we should be matching he’d say”. Again, my friends plan our convention going experience well in advance, Yucee had pushed himself into our plans and was upset that nothing was going his way 100%, and that reflected in his behavior at the convention (we’ll get to that shitshow soon enough).

So it’s planning time, we have a few months, I tell him what kinds of things he can buy in the vendor hall and he starts buying his costumes and he estimates he’ll be able to save at least $800 of his SSI checks up to the point, but him being the impulsive man he is he had barely $300. He didn’t even buy his own ticket, he had spent all of his check from May on even more akeshu prints and costume stuff so he didn’t have enough to pay for a preregistration ticket (these closed on may 31st), so I offered to buy his ticket if he paid me back when I came to get him.

When it came to the issue of how he was going to get to my home I of course offered to drive him as long as he helped with gas and such.

Many, many times I assured him I would come and get him, I even had my car worked on just so I could be confident it would make the trip, but every so often he would say things like “I shouldn’t even be planning this, none of my plans ever work out.”

Every time this came up I assured him that it wouldn’t be an issue, while I had never made a trip this long by myself before I was more than willing.

Whenever I picked him up he gave me $50 for gas when he should’ve given me $150 ($100 for gas there and back, $50 for the ticket). But if we wanna get technical he also owed me an extra $50 on top of this, money he said he’d pay me during the convention (he didn’t). I had bought him a pair of shoes for a costume he didn’t wear (because he was too busy wearing my Guzma shoes) and two face products he used twice but stopped using after it didn’t work fast enough for his liking.

The $50 he had given me however was money he had guilted his dad into giving him, his dad couldn’t meet me halfway because he had stomach issues and was worried he wouldn’t be able to make the trip, which I was fine with, but he had told me he would ask his dad for more money from his monthly check because it was “his [dad’s] fault” I would have to drive the whole way. Also when I first was introduced to his father he introduced me as his boyfriend when I had made it VERY clear that I wanted to be introduced as only a friend, so he outted me without even considering my feelings.

For most of the car ride back he complained constantly about the heat, I had warned him my A/C was on the fritz but he continuously brought t up ever few minutes that he was hot. It was a four hour car ride.

As for the convention itself I will condense it to bullets because there’s a LOT to dive into.

June 7th (Day Before Con)

-I had warned him that he would have to come to work with me when he stayed at my house, since he was unaccustomed to waking up early I offered to wake him twenty minutes before I left (8:00 AM). The moment he woke up he didn’t wish me a happy birthday, the first words out of his mouth were “what are we doing for breakfast?” When I offered him one of my protein bars he made he comment how that wouldn’t fill him up and how he needed something with sodium, he then proceeded to try to get me to cook him a can of soup. This was five minutes before I was supposed to leave to pick up my friend/coworker. I made him a peanut butter sandwich because peanut butter is filling and added a bit of salt because salty peanut butter is good. He didn’t even finish the sandwich, handed it back to me with two bites out of it and continued to complain about being hungry until lunch time.

-When my friend was talking about how shitty her parent was Yucee responded with “if that was my dad I would just stand up to him” without realizing that my friend’s parent is verbally and emotionally abusive to her, unlike his dad who I assume just doesn’t coddle him like his mom did. He would say often how his dad was a terrible person and then turn around and say he couldn't wait for his dad to get a settlement (which he intended to give Yucee a good part of). His dad is also accepting of him and supportive of him to the point he even is helping fund his T shots/top surgery. When I told him that my friend's parent was not his father he immediately fired back with "Oh well you can't compare suffering."

You're probably wondering why I referred to my friend's parent as her parent as opposed to her "mother", well about that...

This is in his about. We’ll get into this later.

-We’re short staffed at work, he offered to help. He refused to do litterboxes because of the smell, it took three times of asking him to sweep for me to eventually hand him the broom to sweep, he proceeded to wildly rock the broom back and fourth saying he didn’t know how to sweep, I then asked him to do dishes since he didn’t know how to sweep (he didn’t do the dishes).

-Asked me if he could wear my new pair of shoes because he didn’t have the foresight to pack a comfortable pair of shoes that weren’t for a costume ; whined when I said no because as I said these were my new shoes and a birthday present, continued to complain about how much his feet hurt in my old pair of work shoes I lent him.

-Did I mention he constantly stated that the government pays him to not know anything, and that was one of his many excuses on how he didn’t know how to do even simple tasks like sweep? Other excuses were “I didn’t know that” or “I’m autistic I can’t help it” or “I’ve never done this before.”

-Went into a frenzy when my friends went over a couple of aisles in a very small dollar store, “you guys were going to leave me!” he growled. We assured him we wouldn’t do that countless times after this, this would not be the first occurrence.

-we arrive at my Dad’s house where we would be staying for the convention. Yucee’s frantic squeaking of a toy he had caught the attention of my sister’s lab puppy, thinking Yucee wanted to play he grabbed the toy with his mouth earning a scream followed by a backhand from Yucee. He never apologized. While on the topic of animal abuse: Yucee is extremely neglectful of the three cats he owns. One is covered so badly in flea bites and scabs chunks of his fur are missing and the table on which they eat was covered in vomit and old food, plus they don’t have a litter box so they have to go outside to use the bathroom despite him living near a busy road. Yet he continuously says he wants more cats.

-Whined that his wig didn’t look -exactly- like the picture and proceeded to throw it on the ground, no one noticed him do this as we were busy with our own things. He came out after about a minute and shouted at us “Did no one see me throw my wig down?!” When my friend Seth apologized and pointed out we were all busy he verbally said “sigh”.

June 8th (Day 1 of the con)

-morning time, we’re all getting dressed in our cosplays, Yucee takes the longest despite having the simplest costume and demands that we show him how to apply makeup/put on a wig, after showing him a few times already the night before. he also asks us to do the tasks for him, including putting on his makeup and even partially dressing him (made someone put on his suspenders for him without him even trying beforehand) “I’ve never cosplayed before.” he would say. His outfit was a shirt, pants and a pair of suspenders, he wasn’t even wearing his wig.

-as for my birthday present from him: in the vendor hall he buys me three tiny buttons, $1 each, two buttons that have lgbt+ pride things on them, both of which I can’t wear in my daily life. He also buys me s hat that he didn’t ask if I wanted, especially since the only kind of hats I wear are baseball hats. You might think I’m just mad that I didn’t get presents I wanted, I’m usually the thought that counts type of guy, but he made it quite clear what he wanted for his birthday that was a month away while we were in the vendor hall, he kept making remarks how he wanted a commission done of his favorite persona character, he wanted multiple commissions, and he made it clear he wanted me to buy them. He still hasn’t wished me a happy birthday.

-me and my two friends have had a few pictures of us requested at this point , Yucee gets angry that no one recognizes his Ryuji cosplay and how no one had asked for a picture. Thirty minutes after this exchange someone asks for his picture, he declines saying he’s a “disgusting gross frog man”. Soon after he again complains about this issue.

-complained, constantly, every five minutes it was either asking me when we were going home or how there were no persona cosplayers (there were, plenty) or how he was so nasty and had to go home and shower/wash his clothes (he showered at least three times a day).

-pulled me away from activities with my friends because he wanted me to take him home to shower/wash his clothes (where we were staying was roughly 20 minutes from the convention center and it took him thirty minutes each time).

-straight up insulted cosplayers because they didn’t pick the outfit he liked for the character they were portraying or said he didn’t like the costume because they were acting “too straight”.

-got jealous because me and my friend were “acting more like a couple” than me and him were. My friend and I were Pipimi and Popuko from popteamepic, canonically they are girlfriends and the most my friend and I did was hold hands while skipping and playfully call each other “darling”. I didn’t want to hold hands with Yucee, I didn’t even want to touch him.

-reason I wouldn’t hold hands or even touch Yucee? He had broken many of my boundaries in a short span of time, while it was was wrong of me to not communicate this to him he still continued to push when I was visibly uncomfortable. A ten year friendship had lot less boundaries than a three year friendship/seven month relationship (that I had just met in person two days earlier). Yucee would constantly rub his hands over the back of my neck, he would constantly slap my arm and eventually did it in for me was when he snuck up behind me and angrily slammed his hand on my shoulder because me and my friends had “left” him. I nearly had a panic attack before I realized it was him. He never apologized.

-would go into a frenzy if my group travelled ahead without him, even if we were in sight and only a few feet away he would cry about how we were leaving him behind. Every time I assured him we wouldn’t leave him and he could call me should we get separated.

June 9th (Day 2 of the con)

-Morning routine similar to day one, complete with him still making someone else do his makeup for him

-Said “not all of us having living mothers” rather annoyingly when someone was complaining about their mom. This person didn’t know Yucee had “ptsd” and wasn’t even talking to him but rather to my friend. He sounded more annoyed than about to have a panic attack, he even said what was supposed to be his trigger word.

-Did have a “breakdown” however because we walked a few feet away from him, we were still in eyesight, he didn’t even attempt to keep up with us. Went to the nearest booth where he knew he’d get sympathy, a booth that he knew was run by someone’s MOTHER. Made the comment afterwards that he wished she would adopt him.

-Tried to guilt me should I be thinking about breaking up with him.

-Constantly says that he should’ve never of come and how he just wants to go home, even asks if I or my grandma can drive him home on day three.

So the convention dance party rolls around, which is basically just a clean rave, I’m hyped because this is the first time I’m actually going to break out of my comfort zone and attend it. Yucee wanted to go to as he said he had always wanted to see what a rave was like, the moment we step in he goes to sit in the corner by himself. I told him I’ll come check on him every few minutes, I left my phone with him to prove that would come back for him. A few minutes pass and I go to check on him, he says he’s going outside the door for a second to get some air, so I think nothing of it. I see that they’re selling light up face masks so I had to run to my car to get cash, a trip that’ll take me about ten minutes. I tell my friends where I’m going and that Yucee said he’d be right outside. Halfway on my trip back from the car I’m alerted that my friends can’t find Yucee. I start to panic and practically run back to where the dance party is, I meet up with my friends and we split up to look for him. It doesn’t take me long to find him because I look in the area where he said he was going: outside on the balcony. I look around and there’s a lot of people out there, none Yucee, but upon further inspection I see he’s all the way on the other end of the balcony where no one else is. I lose it because he didn’t tell anyone he was going over there, we all assumed outside on the balcony meant with the rest of the people taking a break, not wedged in a corner out of anyone’s sight line. That’s when I decide it’s time someone has a talking to with him. I ask my friend to tell him why what he did wasn’t okay while I go grab a cup of water, when I return to them my friend makes it clear it’s my turn to talk to him. That’s when I decide to break up with him, not because of his “break down” but because of his disregard of anyone else’s feelings that weekend. While I was considering it I was going to think it over after the convention and make my decision in the future, he twisted my arm for the last time though. 

-Yucee blames my friend Boo for the reason we broke up despite me clarifying that it was 100% my decision

-Also blamed her for being the reason he had a breakdown, because she didn’t coddle him like everyone else. Didn't even bother to apologize for the two breakdowns he had caused her, when I brought it up he would always go through me to do it.

-so after I gave him my two cents I let him stew in a safe space while I tried to enjoy the remainder of the day with my friends (it was 12 am at this point and the con center closed at 1 am). We went to the game room (which I told him about) and not ten minutes go by he’s spamming me with texts and calls to tell me this is why he has “trust issues”.

-We get home and he goes immediately to bed without a word to any of us

June 10th (Final day of the con)

-Stayed in my dad’s basement all day by request, barely paid me half of the convention ticket money he owed me because he had spent it all on merch

I didn't hear from him all day, didn't even acknowledge us when we returned to start packing up.

-when we arrived at my home after leaving my dad’s he locked himself away all night, I didn’t see him until the next morning when I drove him home. (which he didn't provide me gas for, didn't even say one word to me).

I was lucky that my friend Boo tagged along when I took him home because she is one of the best friends I have had or will ever have and despite Yucee's hatred of her he could actually learn a LOT from her about being a good person.

I did have some contact with him post convention which is outlined in most of these messages, but for about the past month I have not contacted him out of one anon (see end of this post).

So just keep in mind that when he says his convention experience was awful that he’s the reason for a good portion of it going bad, he didn’t even bother apologizing to my friends once for ruining their convention, a convention that we all look forward to a year in advance.

Now I believe my friend's deserve to have their voices heard.

Boo’s Testimonial:

(This one’s a bit messy thanks to tumblr’s image limit)

Seth’s Testimonial:

In summary: yucee aka Jamie/Mike McCarver is a lazy, manipulative, self centered man. He’s a 27 year old who acts like he’s a child and plays up his problems for sympathy, he refuses to ever take blame or apologize for anything because how could he do wrong when he’s autistic/disabled. If he ever does apologize he never says it directly to the person, rather he goes for a general apology. He also says he’s learned from his mistakes but it’s obvious that he’s just saying that in an attempt to placate those he’s wronged or save face.

He’s also known to twist words to garner sympathy, what a shocker:

I sent him an anon as bait because I knew he’d twist the words. But I never said he didn’t deserve testosterone, and he knows that’s not what I meant, by not publishing the ask he can twist the words how he likes, which he likes to do a lot.

The anon read “If you paint a piece of shit gold it’s still a piece of shit. I’m not sure what you think you learned from your experience but it doesn’t change that you’re a pedophile. You were old enough to know what you were doing was wrong, in the end you hurt someone and if your not man enough to just issue an apology to them you’re a coward and no amount of testosterone will make you a real man. Your mother and father would be ashamed.”

Oh, and don’t forget about him being a pedophile.

Yucee was/is a sexually aggressive pedophile who refuses to acknowledge that he’s mentally messed up someone so bad that it’s still affecting them to this day and doesn’t even bother to apologize to them because he thinks they’ve traumatized him too. They were 14 years old, he was 22. He seems to have made it his mission to demonize his victim when his victim has not even made contact with him in three years. He says he’s changed but continues to befriend people at least five years younger than him, while they still are legal adults it’s still creepy considering the past he’s had with younger individuals.

And Yucee if you’re reading this: Your victim has not sent you any anons, you know exactly who has because you’ve told me before you know it’s her. 

Please boost this, do NOT interact with this user to send hate, and PLEASE stay safe.

[wokainight]

[BRODUCE 911] EP.20 Emergency

TAEDONG: /puts his phone back into his pocket after using it. I just got a call from ED. /nods at you. We have to go.

YOU: /nods eagerly. *oh my god, the emergency department! i can't wait to see how things work there!* /hella excited.

TAEDONG: Firstly, don't leave my side unless a supervisor asks you to do something okay?

YOU: /nods.

TAEDONG: And by supervisor, it's either Jisung, Gunhee or any of the doctors.

YOU: /nods.

TAEDONG: Don't panic when you see blood and people screaming at you for help okay?

YOU: /nods twice. Yes sir!

TAEDONG: /smiles and nods back. Let's go intern Park.

when arriving at the ED. taedong wasn't kidding about people screaming everywhere. there were nurses rushing in and out of beds and shoving charts onto the doctor's hands and just people crying or shouting in general. even from this distance you can see a lot of blood.

KENTA: Taedong! There was another accident! This time it was a crash of five cars because the first car skidded and crashed onto the vesicle on the next lane and so forth! /hands taedong some documents. Hand these over to Sewoon for me! Samuel's is too busy to deliver it himself!

TAEDONG: Sewoon's not in his office the last time I checked

KENTA: Yeah he's with the surgical department to discuss the operations so it runs smoothly one another another-

???: Kenta! Bed fifteen needs help!

KENTA: I'm coming Woodam! /turns back to taedong. Just hurry and deliver it we've got no time!

TAEDONG: Sure. /was about to talk about but turns to you quickly. Just go find a supervisor and ask for things to do. Either Jisung or Gunhee should be here so try to grab them if you can. I need to go! Bye! /dashes out.

YOU: /stares at the chaos in front of you and approaches the nearest person with a white coat. Is there anything that I can help you with?

JIHOON: (y/n)? /turns around and stops for a second to scan you. ...cosplaying?

YOU: /blushes. N-no! I was given this uniform by the head nurse.

JIHOON: /chuckles. They really need to stop bullying the newbies. I just need more bandages. Can you go to the pharmacy through that door right there /points. And ask for some more supplies?

YOU: /nods quickly and heads for the door. /enters the pharmacy through the back door. Excuse me?

donghan pops up from behind a rack with an arm full of medications and halts in his track to take a good look at you.

DONGHAN: /scrunches his eyebrows. ...cosp-

YOU: /sighs. No... I'm just being bullied

DONGHAN: /grins. They did a good job this time though.

YOU: /laughs dryly. ...yeah

DONGHAN: So. What are you here for?

YOU: Doctor Park Jihoon sent me for more bandages and first aid supplies.

DONGHAN: /puts the medicine he's been holding into a bag. Rather than that can you please go to surgery room one and deliver this to Yongguk for me please? The ED is just out there so I'll do your errand for you /hands you the bag.

YOU: /nods. Sure! Thanks Donghan! /walks out and heads towards the surgery suites.

DONGHAN: /talks to himself. That nurse outfit is pretty nice /smiles.

you headed out of the ED through a connecting hallway and followed a sign which said 'surgical department'. you paced yourself quicker to finally locate surgery one. scanning your staff card (which was given by jisung this morning), you headed inside to find yongguk taking off his doctors coat to gown up into a surgeon set-up.

YONGGUK: ...(y/n)? /he tilts his head to the side.

YOU: I'm doing Donghan's errand for you- what do I do with these meds? /opens the bag to show him.

YONGGUK: Just place it on the tray right there and Heeseok would fix it for you /washes his hands and arm throughly before gowning up. Thanks for the stuff. I'll see you later

YOU: /bows and was about the exit the room.

YONGGUK: (y/n)?

YOU: Is there anything else you need? /turns around.

YONGGUK: /eyes the bottom of your dress worryingly. Pull your dress lower

YOU: /flustered and looks down to see it ridden up towards the top of your thighs and immediately pulls it down. T-thanks

YONGGUK: /clears his throat. Call me later

YOU: ...pardon?

YONGGUK: Actually I'll call you. Jonghyun sent your work number to everyone.

YOU: /nods. I'll excuse myself now.

you walked out of the surgery feeling embarrassed at your outfit. sighing, you were about to leave the surgery department when hyeongseob walks towards you with a shocked expression.

HYEONGSEOB:

HYEONGSEOB:

YOU: Hello Hyeongseob

HYEONGSEOB: H-hi... you're wearing something u-unique today /tries to advert his eyes.

YOU: Yeah... It was given by the head nurse /you sighed.

HYEONGSEOB: D-don't worry! You look great /tries to cheer you up.

YOU: /blushing. T-thanks. Um I need to go now-

HYEONGSEOB: /gently places a hand on your shoulder. Um... O-oh yeah! There's this really nice cake store nearby. D-do you want to try it out during lunch?

YOU: /eyes sparkle at the word cake. I'd love to! I haven't gone cake hunting in such a long time! I'll message you later Hyeongseob! Good luck with your- um, measurements!

HYEONGSEOB: /smiles. Thanks! I'll need it!

turning around on your heel and walking the other way, your mind could only drool at the mention of cake. to be honest, you haven't eaten anything sweet for a while now due to your finals and now interning. you're glad hyeongseob asked you.

arriving back at the ED, the number of screaming people have decreased and most patients were sorted out in such a small amount of time. you gasped in awe. you spot woojin doing his rounds and laughing along with the patients as he gave out encouragements and reassurances. his eyes scans around at the intuition that someone was looking at him and his eyes landed on yours. blinking, you can see his cheeks slowly becoming redder as he excused himself from the patient and threaded carefully towards you.

P.WOOJIN: ...(y/n)?

YOU: Hello Doctor Park /you greeted.

P.WOOJIN: Um...what are you doing here? /scratches his head.

YOU: I was just helping out doing errands since everyone's pretty busy /looks around. Is there anything else that I can help you with?

P.WOOJIN: Well... /looks around. It's all pretty much sorted except for patients awaiting to go into surgery. There's not enough surgeons but I guess you can't do anything much about that hug /jokes playfully.

YOU: *I thought he was a quiet person but he seems to like joking around* /you smiled at the thought.

P.WOOJIN: It's two hours until lunch... do you want to accompany me back to the ICU? Jihoon and Jisung-hyung got everything under control here /glances at you.

YOU: Yeah sure! I was supposed to stick with Taedong but he's nowhere to be seen /smiles.

P.WOOJIN: /hands you his white coat. Wear this until we get to ICU... I'll get you a blanket or something. /turns his head to the side.

YOU: It's ok I'm not feeling cold /shakes your hand.

P.WOOJIN: No... I insist /looks at you straight in the eye.

somehow, you felt shy at his gaze and complied. the two of you went to ICU silently with you casually stealing glances at woojin from time to time. he seems to have not noticed due to being lost in thoughts. before you could set a foot into ICU, woojin received a call.

P.WOOJIN: Jihoon? Another emergency? Ok. Bye. /end the call and looks at you. Uhm I need to go now /stares at you

YOU: Oh yeah um bye

P.WOOJIN: /smiles. Excuse me /leans in to slowly strip the coat off you. I'll need this back /mutters timidly. I'm going now

YOU: ...have a safe trip...? /you questioned your own statement.

P.WOOJIN: /smiles. See you later

[steve0discusses]

Yugioh: Ep4 S1 - Fyre Festival’s shaping up pretty good

We've landed on the Duelist Kingdom island, population: 1.  It's covered in trees and mountains like the high sierras, and a...well...a structure.

I'm pretty sure this is the exact design of every sand castle I've ever constructed. It's...man. Yugioh pulls so many stops and then is like "please accept this generic castle, we are so tired." and youknow there's a lot of episodes this season so I'm going to let it go. You must be tired. You drew a lot of crazy eyes on Yugi and that must take a lot out of you.

(more under the cut)

In this Tardis-style island that seems a lot bigger on the inside than the outside, we march up about 5 million stairs, which must be convenient for Pegasus’s daily commute, and run into a familiar face. Complete with a sharp opera sting jump scare, it’s a guy in a completely average v-neck sweater, that’s right, it’s Bakura.

Then, just as quickly as Bakura appeared, he disappeared, complete with spooky music and pop-scare transitions although he just kinda seems like he’s lost on the way to a picnic in the woods. Like the music is telling me that he’s threatening, it’s zooming in on his face like it’s threatening, but the character design just feels like the worst he’s going to do is borrow my lawnmower and then maybe forget to ever bring it back.

I really do want to know if any kids out there were frightened of Bakura. So far I think I’d be more frightened by like...I dunno, any of the oversized, menacing monsters that come out of these card holograms because Bakura just seems like your very boring classmate who signs your yearbook with maybe an unhappy face and you can never recall why.

PS I have never seen all of Yugioh before so I’m assuming that Bakura is freakin nuts but don’t spoil.

After the 2 mile march up the stone steps, our villain shows up, still clad head to toe in Salmon (and fun fact, do you know who else was known for salmon pants? That’s right, Billy McFarland. Yugioh predicted it here first, folks.)

Instead of, I dunno, letting anyone inside after that exhausting hike up the wall of China, he decides to force them walk all the way back down the stairs and run through the woods and just fend for themselves--no food, no snacks, not even some soggy Fyre Festival tents. Just go for it, small children, if you die, who cares?

The only way out of this actual Hell and the only way to eat a real meal in a real building, is to attack the other people on the island with card duels but I’m gonna go on a limb and assume that very few people are going to do this legit.

Resolutely, our hero decides that ten star chips is the only way to save his Grandpa. I guess. I mean...sure.

And something I forgot to mention last time because it seemed like such a small thing, is that Yugi split his ticket with Joey--so each have one star chip instead of two. And Joey realizes that this is going to be a problem later so he immediately is like “I’m dumb but I’m not that dumb” but luckily, Yugi is just slightly dumber than he is.

The logic here is kind of strained--if they need the 3 million, just have Yugi win it and give it to you for your sister’s surgery. He would probably do that anyway. But sure, both are now competing in this tournament, and I dunno it’s a lot of Joey screen time and I don’t know how I feel about that.

Also this guy popped up for like a second and it spooked me more than Bakura.

He brought that harpoon with him. He boarded the boat with this 10 foot harpoon. He probably took the taxi to the boat with a 10 foot harpoon sticking out the window. What’s the open carry law on harpoons in Japan?

Anyway, Yugi seems overjoyed at the prospect of dueling on this wild island under horrifying conditions and under the complete law of whatever Pegasus decides.

Seeming shorter and more menacing by the moment, Yugi’s first target is Weevil, the guy who threw his cards off the boat and nearly drowned Joey. Now honestly, was that Weevils fault that Joey jumped off a boat? He didn’t push Joey off the boat. That was alllll Joey. I’m not saying Weevil’s a good guy, he did throw out Yugi’s good cards but I think Yugi is as much to blame for just giving his most precious grandpa’s cards to a clearly evil person in the first place.

But anyway he’s super excited to obliterate him in a card duel and is like gunning it across these Swiss Alps in between the castle and where Weevil is hiding.

(I have no commentary for this random bug swarm. I have no idea why this is there. Is this Pegasus? Bakura? Maybe even Weevil? Why would Moths be...whatever)

The duel begins, and there’s some new rules but I dunno if I’ll bother going over it in any great detail, since I just really want to talk about Pharaoh’s pantshoes for a second. Like if you saw someone wearing these pantshoes but for real--not as a cosplay, but like in tight formal pantshoes, what would you call them?

I mean cover up the belt part and they’re just long hooker boots. Cover up the shoes and they’re just very tight shiny pants. These are two sort of maybe-too-sensual-for-Yugioh garments but when you meld them together is it still? Like he’s in Japan so when you go inside the house you take your shoes off, but Pharoah would never be able to, he’d be in his...I don’t know what he wears under there, probably just another set of boots. Underwearboots.

Anyway, when I watched this I also had a theory. Here’s my theory: I’m assuming that Yugi transforming isn’t actually happening--that this is a symbolism of something going on deeper down. He’s not actually getting taller. His voice isn’t actually dropping. Instead this is a very unique take on the Sailor Moon trope. Yes, he has guidance of an ancient spirit living within him but maybe this isn’t ACTUALLY occuring like it is in other anime. It’s just him trying to make up for all his insecurities by letting a “different person” take the wheel so he deosn’t need to feel afraid.

But then his friends acknowledge sometimes that there is a change occuring, dashing my theory to pieces. They shrug it off saying “he’s like another person” but like...did they hear him scream “YUGIOH” on the top of his lungs just now? Or were they mind-wiped the moment that happened? I should stop analyzing this.

And don’t forget this is an actual Pharoah, and given an opportunity he will start preaching condescendingly to his opponents, with gusto, and with maybe too much pride. It’s kind of a lot, but I guess he was on par with Horus or however it worked in Ancient Egypt (like if memory serves, now that he’s dead he switches over to the god Osiris but I don’t remember so don’t quote me. Also it’s Youknow...Yugioh religion. They did not research this.)

Now again, Yugi relies maybe a little too much on that magician card, and so unfortunately, this particular duel is going to go into the next episode. I know he’s going to win but I think the real question is--will Weevil be turned into a human vegetable? We’ll find out soon

Please reply with “Boots” or “pants” I really want to know if you feel he’s wearing more long boots or more footy pants because I’m very much on team boots here.

[lypreila]

Whoo got tagged ages ago by @jawsandbones , but I’m a lazy fuck so I took till now to get back to her!  Sorry boo!  Tagging only a few.  @fireheartedkaratepup @the-tevinter-biscuit @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses @the-rxven-king but only if they want to!  If you want to and I didn’t tag you, consider yourself tagged! @(insert your name here)

1ST RULE: tag 10 people you want to get to know better 2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true

APPEARANCE: I am 5'7" or taller (I THOUGHT I WAS BUT I JUST FOUND OUT I’M 5′6.5″ ANDI FEEL BETRAYED) I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY: I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (Legit)

ABILITY: I can sing well (not as good as I used to.  I used to compete) I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: I enjoy playing sports I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month Fandoms are my #1 passion I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES: I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS: I’m in a relationship I have a crush on a celebrity I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE: I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT: I have breakdanced I have had a teacher with the last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages I have made a new friend in the past year

LAST:

Last drink: Coca-Cola.  Sweet, Sweet caffeine and sugar

Last phone call: Dealing with Western Union support to get a customer a refund.  I low key wanted to break something. 

Last text message: To my friend “Hey Arkham Asylum GOTY is on sale for 4 bucks on Green Man” 

Last song you listened to: Praying by Kesha

Last time I cried: A while ago.  Yall may or may not know I’ve recently been put on Prozac for the depression and I believe it’s working very well. 

HAVE YOU EVER:

Dated someone twice: Ye

Been cheated on: Yes.  Fuck him. 

Kissed someone and regretted it: Yes

Lost someone special: Yes

Been depressed: :See above. 

Been drunk and thrown up: I invoke my constitutional right not to incriminate myself.  (Too many times to count.  I liked drinking when I was a teenager/young adult.  Not so much anymore though)

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

Made a new friend: I have, oddly enough

Fallen out of love: Nope!

Laughed until you cried: Yes! 

Met someone who changed you: I have.  It was all for the good and I love her for it.  

Found out who your true friends are: Not really.  That all happened in 2014/15.  

Found out someone was talking about you: Nope

GENERAL:

How many people on tumblr do you know in real life: One.  A small bean who’s a good artist and the niece of my friend.  I’ve known her since she was a wee babby.  She’s more active on deviant art though.  She cosplayed as Asriel for Hudson Valley Comic Con!!

Do you have any pets: There’s 8 cats and 3 dogs in my house please kill me.  2 cats and 1 pup are mine. 

Do you want to change your name: I wanted to add Elizabeth  after my middle name because it sounded fancy. 

What time did you wake up this morning: Morning? 

What were you doing last night: Re-certifying my Anti-Money Laundering, Western Union, and Prepaid access certifications.  Passed with flying colors, which is good considering I can go to jail if I screw up some of the record keeping requirements or allow someone into the system by accident.  

Name something you cannot wait for: @jawsandbones book to be done and out :D:D:D:D

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: OH every damn week.  Let me tell yall about Tom Bombard, aka Tom Bombadil, aka Tom the Bomb.  The man has trouble hearing but won’t admit it, hates his wife and family, is the slowest cashier i ever have the misfortune to supervise, and has more ear hair than ANYONE I’VE EVER SEEN IT’S FREAKY.  There’s like a magical forest growing and poofing out if his ears.  Plus poofy chest hair poofing out of his shirt which he leaves the top button unbuttoned.  He is old and short and this is not at all sexy.  

What’s getting on your nerves rn: The fact that I make minimum wage despite doing 3 different jobs, all of which should have a higher pay grade.  But hey.  THey pay minimum wage, they get minimum wage effort.  Except when I’m in the office.  Then they get 110% because I’m doing it for my fellow office bitches, all of whom I love dearly. 

Blood type: ?

Nickname: Shmemmy or Ly. 

Relationship status: Married.  12 years on Nov 27th.  I got married literally 6 months after I turned 21. 

Zodiac sign: Leo.

Pronouns: she/her

Favorite tv show: Right now?  Bojack Horseman, Steven Universe, Archer. I”m more of a documentary person. 

College: Going back soon hopefully. 

Hair colour: Red/orange. 

Do you have a crush on someone: I get crushes every 5 seconds.  They don’t last. 

What do you like about yourself: I am a loyal fucker, and an insanely good multi-tasker when it comes to work. 

FIRSTS:

First surgery: 0.  I are lucky. 

First piercing: Ears, followed by Labret (chin) followed by nose. 

First sport you joined: Equestrian

First vacation: Disney?  I was so young.  Went to Saratoga almost every year, a house in the catskills twice a year.  Out of state every couple of years.  

First pair of sneakers: Kiddo, I can’t remember. 

Eating: Tiddy milk. 

Drinking: I tasted beer when I was about 8?  To this day I’m not a big fan, I prefer liquor. 

I’m about to: Play Overwatch.

Listening to: Criminal Minds in the background. 

Want kids: No, I can barely care for myself. 

Get married: Been there, still doing that. 

Career:  I want to go into medical stuff. 

WHICH IS BETTER:

Lips or eyes: Both

Hugs or kisses: Hugs 

Shorter or taller: Taller…

Older or younger: Doesn’t really matter to me. 

Romantic or spontaneous: Both!

Sensitive or loud: Quiet down you kids!!!

Hook up or relationship: Relationship!

Troublemaker or hesitant: Depends.  I can be a troublemaker.  In spring I liberated a bouncy horse thing from a playground. (I say liberated - I mean stole.  It was broken off of its base and could never be fixed.  His name is Lord Mc Bumblefuck and he lives in my garage now.)

HAVE YOU EVER:

Kissed a stranger: Nope!

Drank hard liquor: Ye.

Lost glasses/contacts: NOpe

Sex on first date: Nope

Broken someone’s heart: I don’t know about that.  Maybe. 

Been arrested: Ye

Turned someone down: Yes

Fallen for a friend: Twice.  Married the second one. ;-)

DO YOU BELIEVE:

In yourself: Nah

Miracles: I believe in the universe. 

Love at first sight: Hah no. 

Heaven: Sort of. 

Santa Claus: All things are real in the minds of those who believe them!. 

[mettamour]

Mettaton’s Glambots: a subversive subculture

    This semester, I had the pleasure of taking a class at my university called “Subversive Cultures and Performance” that allowed me to explore and create a new subversive subculture. Of course, with the opportunity to choose ANYTHING, I chose Mettaton, and centered around his “Glambots.”  Below you will find an in-depth analysis of what Mettaton’s subculture would be like in today’s society. Enjoy! If you have any further questions or would like to exchange ideas, please message me!

      Have you ever wished you could be a part of the world of glitz and glamour? Wearing every shade of pink on the spectrum and looking fabulous while doing it? Well that’s what the “glambot” subculture does. The name of Mettaton’s subculture, “Glambot” is a cross between the word “glamour” and “robot.” Mettaton is a robot from the game Undertale by Toby Fox. He is a robot that was built by Dr. Alphys, a monster scientist in the underground. But being glamorous isn’t the only goal of the glambot subculture. Bringing joy, happiness, and equality is a main component of their aspirations.

    Mettaton is a robot performer in the Underground world of Undertale. The monsters in the Underground only have one source of entertainment, and that is Mettaton, the Underground’s #1 Idol. He works incredibly hard to perform for them and bring the Underground as much excitement and drama as possible. In one scene, a lion is seen wearing a dress that Mettaton wore in one of his in-game performances. He tells the protagonist that Mettaton recognized him, and gave him the dress. This act of kindness just starts to demonstrate what kind of personality Mettaton had.

    And as it turns out, Mettaton wasn’t ALWAYS a robot. In fact, he was a ghost who had his body transferred into the body that Alphys built. As a ghost, Mettaton was “never really happy with his body.” However when Alphys granted this opportunity, he was able to be truly happy. For this reason, many transgender people rally around him and celebrate the experience described in the game, which was described much like gender dysphoria. The subculture of glambots is kind and giving, but is sure to look fabulous while doing it. They celebrate being happy in your own skin. Their political goal is to bring equality to all, and you can often see them frequenting equality rallies, dressed head to toe in bright pink heels and boas. Often, many of them dress up as Mettaton. They show their support of marginalized groups by parading as their favorite character. The glambots have protested at Congress by leaving rows and rows of hot pink heels on the steps of the Capitol Building. They held signs up that said “WE JUST WANTED A PLACE TO CHANGE INTO OUR HEELS” in solidarity with the transgender community when they had their rights to use their bathrooms of choice challenged. The photos were splashed all over the news, and the eye catching pink heels brought attention to their movement.

    Not all members of the glambot community are transgender or suffer from gender dysphoria or body dysmorphia. To be a glambot, you just have to support equality, have the desire to be glamourous in each and every endeavor, and to love Mettaton unconditionally. However there is definitely a level of competition within the glambot community. There is constantly a push for bigger and better costumes. The consistent distinctiveness of glambots is their outrageous Mettaton inspired outfits. Often times you can see them wearing hot pink boots, even when not at rallies or events. They often wear sparkly eyeshadow, usually hot pink in nature. A common hairstyle is long bangs over one side, dyed black, with pink undertones. Glambots can be as subtle as wearing all baby pinks or as obnoxious as wearing a full feather boa, heels, a full face of makeup, and even a Mettaton cosplay. They aren’t afraid to make a statement, and if you see a glambot, you’ll probably know that they’re a part of the subculture.

(Source: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Undertale-Mettaton-Neo-Cosplay-589574265)

    More lights, more drama, more hard work always means more respect in the community. If you spend more money on your cosplays, you will have more cultural capital.  Wearing these advanced costumes are almost like a status symbol. Most of the leaders in the community have been cosplaying Mettaton since the game’s release on September 15, 2015. Since the game’s release, many rallied around Mettaton as a beacon of hope, and to them, he was their hero. These cosplayers then realized that many of them had the same interests, and decided to expand the group to include other goals.

    There are a few symbols in the glambot community that are particularly important. Of course, Mettaton is the most important symbol in their community. They worship and look up to him. He is what they aspire to be and anyone who disses him is immediately shunned and ignored. You can expect ANY glambot to have his entire character analysis memorized, front and back. If you try to diss their “god,” you will certainly receive an earful from them. They recognize that he has flaws like any other character, but they’ll definitely explain to you exactly why that is necessary to his character. This is one symbol people should definitely avoid talking poorly about.

    The second symbol is glitter. Glambots love putting glitter on everything. Whether it’s their hat or in their hair, on their clothes or on their shoes. They’ll get spray glitter for their skin and even paint their nails with glitter. For glambots, glitter is a staple. Some of the most devout glambots have gone as far as to even add glitter to things like smoothies, parfaits milkshakes, and even cereal. (The shakes with glitter in them are fondly called “Starfaits,” named after an in-game item you can purchase at Mettaton’s Resort.) These fans usually have thousands of followers on Instagram, Twitter, and Tumblr. Social media presence is very important to Glambot subculture. Being able to get the Glambot message out to thousands of people is imperative to the encouraging more people to join. Even if it’s something as silly as posting a glittery smoothie, it catches the attention of people. And even if people are originally drawn in by their outrageous stunts, it might draw people in to learn about their cause.

    The third symbol is hearts. This may seem obvious, but you can usually find Glambots with at least one heart somewhere on their clothing. This is to obviously symbolize love, but it is also a symbol of solidarity. If you see someone with a small pink heart pin, you can be sure that they are a safe person to talk to and help get you out of a bad situation. Glambots encourage all of their followers to wear a heart somewhere in some form or fashion. Glambot fan sites often sell pins or buttons that people can wear, even if you aren’t specifically a Glambot.

    Creating music in the Glambot scene is HUGE because Mettaton is a musical performer! His in-game theme, “Death By Glamour” has been remixed so many times within the subculture. Many cross this theme over with electro-swing songs, electronica, dubstep, and even metal. It is a common idea to try to come up with the best remix of the song. However, most of the time, the subculture is seen rallying around electro-swing music, which is a mix of electronic beats and swing/jazz type music. Some of the top songs that people listen to are “Lone Digger” by Caravan Palace, “Looking like This” by Lyre le Temps, and Jamie Berry and Octavia Rose’s, “Delight.” The subculture is also fond of the Studio Killers, enjoying songs like “In Tokyo.” Lyrics of this song include:

“In a strictly guarded industrial facility In the outskirts of the city Where future is made of iron and plastic I experienced something fantastic Down in Tokyo I made out with a robot It felt gentle, but robust”

    With lyrics like this, it’s no wonder that the Glambots rally around artists like the Studio Killers.

    Being such a niche group, the group really has to create content for themselves. There are artists in the community that create MTT “fanzines” such as this one: mtt-fanzine.tumblr.com. These artists come together to create artwork of their favorite character. Fans can then purchase these fanzines and the proceeds go towards the artists and towards a fund specifically targeted to help transgender people get hormones, sex reassignment surgery, and any other help they may need. The group prides itself on helping queer people in need, while also fighting for the equality of these people. An important part of their mission is to be intersectional, focusing on how color, gender identity, socioeconomic status, and a variety of other factors can impact the experience of a person. The group has a fansite called “glambots.com” where they share fanart, fanfiction, photography, music, and art mediums of any kind on the site. The website is a place for planning rallies, events, and the main event of the year, METTACON. METTACON is a convention where glambots of all kinds rally together from all over the world. This convention takes place in Washington, DC. They celebrate Mettaton, and every cosplayer cosplays from the game Undertale, however most end up cosplaying some form of Mettaton. There are different versions, outfits, etc that people decide to dress up as. At this convention people sell art, music, and merchandise all dedicated to Mettaton.

    In conclusion, my subculture could probably never be a real thing. Although it’s a good cause, there just aren’t enough people who love Mettaton to realistically be able to create a movement this large. I think there is definitely a space for a group of cosplayers that would love to use their work to help others, but I don’t think that there are enough Mettaton fans in particular that would be able to rally around him to create a social movement. Undertale has been out for almost 2 years now, and the fandom has severely slowed down on content. While it hasn’t completely died out, there just aren’t as many people who are interested as there were before. My subculture has an important place in my heart, as I absolutely love Mettaton and would love to be a part of a subculture of like minded individuals like myself. Wearing cosplay, supporting a good cause, making good music, and loving Mettaton all sound like an amazing thing to be a part of. For now I’m content with being a part of other subcultures that have the different aspects that I described in the glambot subculture. Through glitz, glamour, kindness, and awareness, the glambot subculture would make an amazing impact on the world, and look fabulous while doing it.

[so-i-did-this-thing]

@astro-gnome tagged me!

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR URL? “Wossname”, my usual handle, was taken. I was browsing tumblr for inspiration and someone wrote a Pacific Rim drabble where Newt and Hermann were going, “We did the thing!” So, I became so-i-did-this-thing

ANY SIDE BLOGS? IF YOU HAVE THEM, NAME THEM AND WHY YOU HAVE THEM? Yeah, I have a top surgery blog at @topsurgeryrecovery

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ON TUMBLR? since 2013

DO YOU HAVE A QUEUE TAG? Most of my posts are via my queue, but I forget to tag them :/

WHY DID YOU START YOUR BLOG IN THE FIRST PLACE? I was looking for reference of Hannibal Chau’s shiny shoes, then decided, “hey, I haven’t been in a fandom for a while, plus this might be a neat way to meet a potential partner”. Knocked it out of the park on both accounts!

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR ICON/PFP? It’s me! I’ve started commissioning artists to draw me in my cosplays. When Crozier gets done, I’ll have someone draw me as him, and I might swap out then.

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR HEADER? That’s my couch and my skeleton in the hotdog costume. I blame, well, tumblr.

WHAT'S YOUR POST WITH THE MOST NOTES? Oh, this one by a longshot: https://so-i-did-this-thing.tumblr.com/post/152558268105/here-it-is-the-sexiest-thing-i-could-think-of

HOW MANY MUTUALS DO YOU HAVE? Couple hundred at least?

HOW MANY FOLLOWERS DO YOU HAVE? 5,800+

HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOU FOLLOW? 1,977

HAVE YOU EVER MADE A SHITPOST? CONSTANTLY

HOW OFTEN DO YOU USE TUMBLR EACH DAY? Daily, but sometimes just for a quick look as fidget relief

DID YOU EVER HAVE A FIGHT/ARGUMENT WITH ANOTHER BLOG ONCE? WHO WON? I dunno if “winning” is the term, as they were fandom bullies and I should have just blocked them in the first place. Wrestling with a pig and all that.

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT " YOU NEED TO REBLOG THIS" POST? I have finite energy and tumblr is my self-care space, so read the room 

DO YOU LIKE TAG GAMES? sometimes

DO YOU LIKE ASK GAMES? sometimes

WHICH OF YOUR MUTUALS DO YOU THINK IS TUMBLR FAMOUS?  I have quite a few that show up across my niches, lol, but who the fuck cares, this is tumblr, after all

[lostinyourears]

Arena Mexico New Values Report! 12/11/2018

Camorra, Akuma & Nitro vs. El Hijo del Signo, Yago & Raziel

Who’s who?

Camorra maskless in black briefs, Akuma in red/black and Nitro in black/red as well with a white furry mohawk.

Signo maskless in pants/tank top, Yago in green/black and Raziel in black/red yellow.

How’s the match?

Good, I’m excited to have Raziel back after months out from surgery. CMLL have said he is returning on posters for weeks now, so it’s nice to see him actually show up when billed on the poster. It’s too bad he was such a footnote of this match though. This is the continuing feud of Signo vs. Camorra and you’d be hard pressed to make a feud I’m less interested in. Things did get a little more interesting in the finish where Akuma pinned Signo with help from Camorra and post match it seemed this feud could be morphing into a Camorra/Akuma vs. Signo/Yago feud. If that was the apuestas match, that would certainly be more exciting than Camorra/Signo hair vs. hair. 

Tiger, Virus & Kawato San vs. Star Jr., Pegasso & Guerrero Maya Jr.

Who’s who?

Tiger in a Grinch cosplay, Virus in black with some facepaint and Kawato San in his usual red pants. 

Star Jr. in blue, Pegasso in black and Maya in white. 

How’s the match?

Good, I like all these guys, but this match meets an abrupt end which keeps it from being anything too special. The highlight of the match was probably Tiger’s holiday outfit. It’s a shame this match was truncated because Star Jr. is someone I’d like to see get more of a chance, but here he isn’t allowed to do much other than get beat up before the match ends. It’s not too big of a deal, but I would have liked more. 

Drone vs. Okumura lightning match

Who’s who?

Drone masked in white/red and Okumura in orange pants. 

How’s the match?

Great, I’m admittedly not a huge Drone fan while on the other hand, I think Okumura is underrated. So going into this match I had some mixed expectations, I think both guys really delivered us a great singles match. I prefer this white/red attire of Drone’s and it harkens back to his recently deceased father Hombre Bala. Drone tried to show why CMLL and fans should give him a 2nd chance. As embarrassing as his performance was at FantasticaMania was early this year, he can still go with the best of them. This was a pleasant lightning match, though I’d likely take Black Panther Misterioso from last week over this.

Panther Clan(Blue Panther, Black Panther & Blue Panther Jr.) vs. Mephisto, Ephesto & Rey Bucanero

Who’s who?

Blue Panther maskless, Jr. in blue/white and Black in black. 

Mephisto in a pink mask, Ephesto in a ram like horned mask and Rey Bucanero both bald and maskless with face paint. 

How’s the match?

Great, I'm a sucker for the Panther Clan and you can call me out on that. I love seeing old blue team with his two sons as it’s nearly always fun and this is no different. Rey Bucanero who I feel can be hit or miss, was definitely hit here doing better than I expect from him. Blue Panther is still one of the most expressive guys on the roster and when he hits a tope, it’s a moment to take notice of. Overall I really enjoyed this match, The Panther Clan have had a great year of trios matches and this one goes on the pile for me. 

Barbaro Cavernario, Terrible & Euforia vs. Atlantis, Stuka Jr. & Diamante Azul

Who’s who?

Atlantis in his iconic white mask, Stuka Jr. in light blue & Azul in a darker blue with some silver accents.

Euforia masked in green/black, Terrible with long hair in a black shirt and Barbaro Cavernario as always looking like a caveman. 

How’s the match?

Very good, Stuka Jr. and Azul get to show what they can do. The rudo side though didn’t get to do too much of note making this a fairly one sided trios match. The end of the match saw Atlantis make Barbaro Cavernario submit to get the 3rd fall and they seemed to feud in this match. I’m not sure if this is just fall out from Barbaro Cavernario taking his belt or if this is looping back to Atlantis challenging Barbaro to a rematch for the Mexican National Light Heavyweight Championship. That seems unlikely, but you never know. My guess would be the feuding here is just CMLL referencing Barbaro winning that title off Atlantis. Pretty good Tuesday all things said.  

Highlights :

Arena Mexico New Values 12/11/2018

[princesstadashi]

Get to know me tag

Tagged by @princess-kidatheart17​

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

1. Drink: Mountain Dew (although I’m trying to cut down on it ‘cause I know it’s hurting my teeth... ^^;) 2. Phone call: NYOPE BYEEEEEEEE 3. Text message: Better than call, but still not great.  4. Song you listen to: “If I Die Young” (there’s a cover I love done by a guy but it was in an AMV and no source to the artist so I don’t know who sang it :() 5. Time you cried: Most days.

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Had a couple dates about two years ago but for the most part no reciprocated romance </3 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Never kissed anyone.

8. Been cheated on: Nope.

9. Lost someone special: No one has ever died IRL that I’m close to, but I’ve had some people move away/move on that have been hard. Now if we’re talking fictional characters? ...I AM RIDING THE DENIAL TRAIN FAAAARRRR AWAY. 10. Been depressed: There’s an option other than being depressed? 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No drinking for me with all my mental illnesses.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: White, pink, charcoal grey

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Yeah, lots of awesome new tumblr friends this year! :D 16. Fallen out of love: It’s... Complicated. 17. Laughed until you cried: Oh yes, just last night XD 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Apparently the kids in my high school had rumors that i was gay. Joke’s on you guys, I actually AM gay and I can’t wait to see their faces at the reunion when I hopefully walk in with a girl on my arm XD 19. Met someone who changed you: Yes, my best friend <3 20. Found out who your friends are: Yeah 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: No kissing for me so far :P

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Almost everyone--have a couple people from cosplay groups, but I don’t usually add strangers. 23. Do you have any pets: Sadly no, not right now. I want a cat! 24. Do you want to change your name: Sometimes I wish people IRL would call me Dashi. 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Day of I worked, but my bro took me out to the mall the Sunday after and my birth parents took me to see Cars 3 the weekend before so that was nice. 26. What time do you wake up: If I’m on vacation/weekends, if I can I’ll stay up ‘til 4:00 am and sleep in until 2-2:30 pm XD 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Crying about having to go home... 28. Name something you can’t wait for: For me and my best friend actually to live in the same state and hopefully have an apartment together! 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Last week for my adopted mom and a couple weeks ago for my birth mom (which I’m not complaining about on the latter...) 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: Main one is private, but maybe that all my online friends actually lived close to me? 31. What are you listening to right now: My best friend playing Disney Infinity 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I had a teacher named Coach Thomas, if that counts! 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: When I go out of my way to be noncontroversial/spare other people’s feelings to be nice and then people don’t extend me the same courtesy. (Especially when it come to ships.) 34. Most visited website: Deviant Art or Tumblr ^^

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s: Lots, but most noticeably one below my nose on the right side and one by my left ear (I worry that they might end up being cancerous so they might eventually have to be removed, yikes...) 36. Mark/s: A weird bump on my scalp, some old *trigger warning* self harm scars that show up when I tan too much 37. Childhood dream: Be a cowgirl (after seeing Toy Story 2), to run a bed and breakfast, or to be a mermaid (would still love that one <3), to publish a book (still working on that!!!) 38. Hair color: Dark blonde, almost brown 39. Long or short hair: Really freaking long. (Down to my waist, but I definitely want it longer!) 40. Do you have a crush on someone: My romance life is a hot mess, let’s not go there. 41. What do you like about yourself: I’m really good at writing and doing arts and crafts stuff. :) I also like that I’m apparently a pretty good listener ^^. 42. Piercings: Naw, I’m scared of needles ^^;  43. Blood type: O- (I think--I just know that I’m the universal donor!) 44. Nickname: Dashi/Nii-chan/Oneesan/Mein Schwester  45. Relationship status: Very much single with no real prospects.  46. Zodiac: Cancer 47. Pronouns: She/Her, but I’m genderfluid so I’m cool with They/Them or He/Him ^^ 48. Favorite TV Show: Oh man, too many to choose from! XD Star Wars Rebels come to mind for cartoons, and I also love Glee and Parks & Rec for live action shows!

49. Tattoos: None at present. I’d love to have Tadashi tattooed on my back and possibly a Baymax or Hiro on my right ankle ^^ 50. Right or left hand: Right. 51. Surgery: None, and terrified of anesthesia so hopefully none for a good long while... 52. Hair dyed in different color: Never permanent dye (sprayed it a couple times for Halloween as a kid), and I’ve considered long and pink or a boy-short chop and dying it black, but I like my hair the way it is for the most part so I just use lots of wigs for now XD 53. Sport: NOOOO. I mean, I did ice skating for a bit in 6th grade and it was fun, but other than that I absolutely hate them, watching or participating >.< 55. Vacation: Going to see my best friend, of course! And anywhere Disney! Me and the best friend want to visit all the Disney Parks at some point so there’s that! (I would also love to go to England someday!) 56. Pair of trainers: I’m assuming this means the U.S. word “sneakers”? I personally love high tops but only ever owned one pair and they’ve not particularly practical. ^^; Same thing goes for boots (my favorite type of footwear, although I only have, like, one pair that are pretty beat up at this point.) So usually I wear my really comfy plain black work sneakers if I want to be comfortable ^^

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: Nothing right now, but possibly some chips and french onion dip in a bit 58. Drinking: Sparkling lemonade 59. I’m about to: Get food, probably XD 61. Waiting for: My life to sort itself the fuck out  62. Want: Same as above. Fredashi and Hezra being canon would also be awesome. More realistically? To finish my book and maybe be lucky enough for it to be mildly successful. 63. Get married: Probably not unless things sort themselves out :/ 64. Career: Someday hopefully a librarian and an author

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: Probably hugs since I love cuddling but I’ve never kissed anyone so no real experience to go on. 66. Lips or eyes: Definitely eyes! 67. Shorter or taller: I like being short-ish for the most part--most of my friends are taller than me, but it is fun meeting people who are actually shorter than me XD 68. Older or younger: Probably older? Most of my friends are older than me ^^ 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Nice stomach, maybe? TBH I have some body image issues/*trigger warning*mild anorexia so I try not to put too much focus on my physical appearance 71. Sensitive or loud: EXTREMELY sensitive 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship, definitely. (I’m ace, so no hooking up for me ^^;) 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Very much hesitant.

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: NOPE. 75. Drank hard liquor: DOUBLE NOPE. 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Yes, and also broken glasses. 77. Turned someone down: Yeah ^^; 78. Sex on the first date: Nope, I’m ace so none for me 79. Broken someone’s heart: I hope not, and if so, I’m very sorry!!! 80. Had your heart broken: Yep. 81. Been arrested: No, and I pray it never happens to me! (If I did, it wold probably be for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I try to avoid doing anything even remotely illegal ^^;) 82. Cried when someone died: Yeah, I cry about everyone and everything, IRL or fictional 83. Fallen for a friend: Yep....

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Sometimes yes, sometimes no. 85. Miracles: I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for a whole bunch of miracles, so hell yeah. 86. Love at first sight: I believe in attraction at first sight, but I really think you need to get to know someone in order to truly be in love with them. 87. Santa Claus: I was brought up not believing in him, but I would love for him to be real <3 88. Kiss on the first date: Definitely not for me, a kiss is something very sacred to me. But if that’s your thing, go for it!!!

OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: KingdomHeartsLover! 91. Eye color: Bluish/Greenish, depends on what I’m wearing/lighting 92. Favorite movie: BIG HERO 6, you guys should know this XD

((Randomly doing this while on vacation for fun, but I probably won’t actually be on until Thursday--see you guys then!))

[lumiolivier]

Chapter Eleven:  Face Off

Word Count:  3516

Chapter No. 11/36

Notes:  This is kind of up late and I have my reasons for the (maybe) one person that reads this.  To make a long story short, I wasn’t in a good place in my head today and I was kind of in shambles, so go ahead.  Read away.  Or don’t.  That’s just a suggestion.  Like dry clean only. 

Chapter Ten:  Close the Book

“Mom!  Dad!  I’m home!” I kicked my shoes off at the door and started toward the staircase.  I had a shit ton to do and not a whole lot of time.

 “Hi, baby,” Mom stopped me, “Where are you off to in such a hurry?”

 “I’m going to Julian’s house tonight,” I explained, already done with her, “It’s kind of important.”

 “Why can’t you stay home tonight?” she begged, “The three of us are home at the same time for a change!”

 “She’s got a point, Mimi,” Dad chimed in, “You should stay home tonight.  Where did you say you were going again?”

 “Julian’s,” I told him, “It’s just down the road.”

 “That’s the kid from Monday night, right?” he asked.

 “Yes,” I nodded, really wanting to go upstairs now.

 “What are you two doing that’s so important?” Mom stalled me.

 I wasn’t going to tell her what I was really doing.  She didn’t need to see Julian in that kind of light.  They sure as hell didn’t need to know he was like me.  And she knew some of the bitchy soccer moms.  She definitely didn’t need to tell them about her daughter giving him temporary plastic surgery to keep them off his dick. So, I lied through my teeth, “We’re coming up with a new drink for the café.”

 “That’s great!” Dad praised, “What’s it going to be?”

 “Not sure yet,” I kept covering my tracks, heading upstairs, “I’m sure we’ll figure something out.”

 I couldn’t deal with them right now.  As much as I loved them and I understood they wanted to spend some time together as a family, I could do that tomorrow.  But tonight? I had bigger fish to fry. Tonight, I had to keep Julian from getting jumped in the alley by a bunch of horny, menopausal women.  

 “Mimi,” Mom called up the stairs, “Hold on.”

 “What?” I sat at the top in full on exasperation.  On a time crunch, Mother.  

 “You’ve been gone every night since Sunday,” she pointed out, “I understand it’s a work thing, but do you think you could stay home?”

 “Tomorrow,” I promised, getting her off my back, “I’ll come straight home from work and I’ll stay all night.”

 “Fine,” she allowed, “I guess we can do that.”

 “Fantastic!” I went up to my room and into my bathroom.  Under the sink was a well-organized system of my cosplay makeup.  This is where I kept the good shit.  Let’s see.  A jar of liquid latex…maybe my fake piercings…anything that made Julian unrecognizable.  His face after going back into the kitchen haunted me.  It burned in the back of my mind and anything I could do to make sure that never happened again, I was going to do whatever I could.

 I had a damn nice case to put everything in with drawers and everything.  If I didn’t know any better, I’d think I almost looked professional. An impulse purchase from a year or two ago.  Wishful thinking, really.  I got it for if I were to ever do cons on a big scale like Julian did.  Now, I could finally put it to use.  I had a couple jars of liquid latex, a nude palette, and my fake piercings for good measure.  I always did love a man with a face full of hardware.  

 Then, I remembered the reason we were doing this in the first place.  No matter how ok he looked after we left work, something tells me Julian was still a little shaken from book club.  I had to do something to make him feel better besides fixing his face. A light blue wig hung from the inside of my closet door, giving me a brilliant idea.  Dare I?  I couldn’t bear to see him so freaked.  Maybe this would cheer him up.

 I put my wig on, clipped in my pigtails, attached my headset, and put on a classic.  With a quick change of my outfit and a black hoody to cover up with (it had started cooling off and he didn’t need to see me quite yet), I dragged my makeup case down the stairs and headed for Julian’s.  It’s not every day when a living, breathing embodiment of someone’s waifu shows up on his front doorstep.  It might have been a good idea to give him a heads up, but alas.

 “Hey,” Julian opened his door, “I’m pretty sure we’re past the point of you having to knock anymore.”

 “You ready?” I asked.

 “As ready as I’m going to be.”

 “Alright,” I peeled my hoody off and watched Julian’s jaw drop halfway to China, “What?”

 “Did you Miku for me?” he gasped.

 “I might have,” I smirked, “Why?”

 “Because,” Julian spun me around, “You’re perfect.”

 “Made it all myself,” I boasted, “Except for the wig.  That was a late night on Amazon.”

 “Mimi, it’s flawless,” he still struggled for breath, “If this is what your Miku is, I can’t wait for Sunday.”

 “My Misa isn’t bad either,” I assured as he continued to look over my handiwork, “Believe it or not, this was one of my firsts.”

 “Really?” Julian wowed, “But the stitching is so straight.  The outfit is so perfectly put together.  And this was all with little to no prior experience?”

 “Pretty much,” I nodded, “I had used a sewing machine maybe twice before making Miku.”

 “I see I picked a damn fine partner in this next chapter,” he awed, pulling me against him, “Konbanwa, Miku-chan.”

 “Konbanwa,” I blushed, “We have a mission, Julian.  Remember? You’re cursed with a pretty face?”

 “Yeah,” he let out a heavy sigh, “A cross I must bear.”

 “Poor you,” I chuckled.

 “You saw it got me today!” Julian squeaked, his eyes showing his fear.

 “I know,” I settled him, my guilt setting in, “And that’s what you have me for.”

 “What kind of fun and excitement is in that big, blue case of yours?” he worried, “This isn’t going to be the part where you actually cut my face off, is it?”

 “No,” I promised, “The sharpest thing in that case is the edge of a palette.  You have nothing to worry about.  I can only make it look like I slit your throat.  I can’t actually do it.”

 “Really and truly, though, Mimi,” Julian thanked, “I appreciate you doing this for me.”

 “And if all goes well,” I sat him down and dug around for a decent foundation, “I’ll be back tomorrow morning to do it all again.”

 “In that case,” he got up, “I should probably get us some of this.  I made a stop by the liquor store on the way home because I’m a gentleman and such.”

 “Alright,” I agreed, “I could do a drink.  What’d you get?”

 “Bottle of red,” he ran down his list, “I like some wine once in a while.  Don’t judge me.”

 “No judgment,” I had no room to.  

 “Then, I got some butterscotch flavored vodka,” he went on, “Seemed interesting.  A bottle of UV Blue.”

 “Yep,” I stopped him, “Just give me the UV. Do you have any lemonade, by any chance?”

 “No, I don’t,” Julian shot me down, “But I do have lemon juice and sugar.”

 “Bless you,” I grabbed a reusable water bottle out of Julian’s cabinet and started mixing.  I filled half of it with water and a quarter of it with lemon juice with a few tablespoons of sugar.  After a thorough shaking, I added a couple shots of UV and shook it one more time.

 “You did that like an old pro,” he looked at me in amazement.

 “I wasn’t exactly a good girl in high school,” I admitted, “I had someone that would score for me, but she ended up moving my senior year and I had to quit drinking for a while. This is one of my favorite cocktails.”

 “Any good?” Julian asked.

 “Here,” I offered him a drink, “I didn’t drink soda, so the lemonade just worked.”

 “Damn, that’s good,” he critiqued, “Could use a little more sugar for my tastes, but aside from that, it’s pretty good.  Five stars.”

 “What can I say?” I shrugged, “I’m a girl of many talents.  Now, make your drink and let’s do this.”

 “Easy with the being demanding, though,” Julian twitched a little, “You being my Miku-chan and giving orders like that…It’s kind of a reoccurring dream of mine…One of those special dreams you keep to yourself.”

 “Goddammit, Julian,” I sighed out, “You could’ve told me it was your reoccurring sex dream and we could’ve moved on from it.”

 “Alright,” he swirled his Jack and Coke around, “I’m fine.  I’m good.  We’ll never talk about it again.”

 “Thank you,” I sat him back down, “Can I start now?”

 “Go ahead,” Julian allowed, “We’re going for something practical, right?  I’m not getting demon horns?”

 “No,” I went back to looking for a foundation color, “I’m not giving you demon horns.  Unless you want some.”

 “As badass as that’d be,” he giggled a little, “No.  I can’t. If I go to my grandma’s house, she’ll start yelling at me in Latin.  And she’s right off the boat from Italy.  I don’t want an exorcism from her.  Nor do I want to give her a heart attack.  I love my grandma.”

 “I’m sure you do,” I got my round brush and ran my first color on his cheek, “Nope.  Too dark.”

 “What?”

 “Foundation color,” I clarified, “It’s too dark.  If I end up using this color, you’d look a tad racist.  At one time, I was quite tan and this color worked for me.  Now, since I hadn’t seen sunlight in at least three years and I’ve been rocking this sweet dungeon tan, it doesn’t work anymore.  If you were to push me over in the snow while I was completely naked, you wouldn’t be able to find me.”

 “So, you’re essentially saving me from blackface?”

 “Yes,” I licked my thumb and got it off.

 “Do what you have to do,” he gave me complete control, “But was that really necessary?”

 “I didn’t feel like getting my makeup remover,” I brushed him off, “That worked just as well. Probably a couple shades lighter. Hold the phone…”

 “What?” Julian asked as I held the back of my hand to his face, “Is this the part where you pimp slap me? Because that would make this night take a really strange turn that I don’t know if you’re ready for or not.”

 “I’m not pimp slapping you,” I was ready to full on beat the shit out of him, but not pimp slap him, “I’m such a fucking idiot.”

 “You’re not,” he assured, “But what was your alleged dumb move?”

 “You and I are the same pasty ass color,” I yelled at myself, “I never would’ve guessed.  To look at us, we don’t look the same shade.”

 “But here we are,” Julian settled, “You and me.  We’re the same in so many other ways.  Why not this, too?”

 “I guess,” I grabbed my usual foundation color and a sponge and got to work, “And you’re sure I have free reign to do whatever?”

 “Anything to keep the cougars away,” he begged, “I completely trust that you won’t totally fuck my face up.”

 “Just a little fucked up?” I suggested.

 “Mimi!”

 “I know, I know,” I giggled, “Don’t worry.  I know what I’m doing.”

 “The mini heart attacks are unappreciated, “Julian took a heavy drink from his glass.

 “I’m sorry,” I apologized, starting with the first layer of liquid latex, “I can’t help myself sometimes.”

 “Can I ask you something?” he tilted his head, giving me better lighting.

 “Shoot,” I blew on his cheek, making the latex dry quicker.

 “How did you learn to do all of this?” Julian wondered.

 “YouTube,” I told, “General boredom.  I taught myself how to do special effects before I started writing fan ficton. I’ve only been doing that for a few years.  I started doing this for just Halloween to scare the shit out of little kids.”

 “Dark.”

 “But fun,” I smiled a bit, “Then, I wanted to get more detailed and it became more of an art form than anything else.”

 “And it evolved into what you’re doing for me,” he guessed.

 “Bingo,” I grabbed a different brush, “I’m going to have to do this to myself if we ever decide to do Dramatical Murder together.”

 “Why?” Julian asked.

 “If you’re going to be Koujaku,” I elaborated, “I’m going to be Noiz.”

 “I thought there was something between those two,” he agreed, “There’s a lot of hate and anger.”

 “I’ve always thought they’d have some really wicked hate sex,” I let out a heavy, dreamy sigh, “A girl can dream.”

 “It’s bad enough we’ve talked about my reoccurring sex dream,” Julian teased, “We don’t need to talk about yours, too.”

 “But if I’m going to be Noiz,” I went on, getting back on topic, “I’m not going to commit that much and get all of his piercings.  Mostly because I don’t have a dick to pierce.  That’s where my friend liquid latex comes in.  It becomes like a second skin and I can stick whatever rings I want into that instead of me.”

 “Hold on!” he squeaked, “Hold the phone!  He’s got piercings where?”

 “Yeah,” I nodded, “Three of them.”

 “In his dick?”

“In his dick.”

 “Why?” Julian whined, “Why, in God’s green Earth, would anyone even consider doing something like that? What kind of drugs do you have to be on?”

 “So, you’re saying you’re not pro dick piercing?” I assumed, getting more liquid latex.

 “No!” he put his foot down, “I am not pro dick piercing!  That makes mine hurt just thinking about it!  I don’t care how drunk I am or how full of painkillers I might be, but nothing could ever make me consider piercing my dick.  That doesn’t even sound pleasant.  Imagine having sex with those in!  You’re balls deep and out of nowhere, she’s bleeding and you have to be the one that’s all, ‘Sorry, babe.  My dick ring cut into the sides of your vagina.  My bad!’  No fucking way.  Then, there’s the act of actually getting it done!  What kind of person says yes to giving someone a dick piercing?  What kind of sick, twisted, sadistic mother fucker agrees to that?  No. Not happening.  Not in a million years.”

 “Did you know they make tongue rings that vibrate?” I tried getting the vein in his forehead to go back, “I’m sure they can go where dick rings go.”

 “I just can’t…” Julian gagged, “The pain outweighs the result.  I understand Noiz is a fictional character, but still.  That’s just…That’s wrong.  Even if you put in the vibrating tongue rings.  There are better ways of satisfying whoever you’re getting cuddly with. That is not one of them.  Can we change the subject before I start crying from phantom pain, please?”

 “I bet I could make you feel better,” I assured, switching brushes.

 “Do tell.” At this point, I think Julian was willing to try just about anything.  Aside from piercing his dick.  I’m pretty sure he made it quite clear that was off the table.

 “Sekai de,” I started singing, “Ichiban o hime-sama.  Sou iu atsukai kororo-ete…Yo ne?”

 “No,” Julian stopped me, “Don’t you Miku me.  Don’t you start with the World is Mine.”

 “Aww,” I pouted, “Why not?”

 “Because little lead to the creepy otaku in me coming out,” he confessed, “And you don’t want to see that. I’m talking the asthmatic, breathing over you in the middle of the night, stealing your underpants kind of thing.”

 “You know,” I said, “If you wanted a pair of my underpants, all you had to do was ask.  No need to sneak into my bedroom and watch me sleep.”

 “Seriously?” Julian gave me a look, “It’d be that easy?”

 Because once I get comfortable around someone, I have absolutely no shame, I put my brushes down, reached up my skirt, and shimmied my panties down my legs, spinning them on my finger, “See?  All you had to do was ask.”

 “My God, woman,” his eyes grew wider, “I think I love you.”

 “It’s not like you’re going to force me into anything,” I giggled, “I know better.  You’re not that kind of guy.”

 “How do you know?”

 “Because it damn near happened to you today,” I reminded him, “I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want me to go through the same thing.  Either that or I’m just really trusting.”

 “A girl like you should be careful,” Julian warned, “Some people may try to take advantage of that overly trusting nature of yours.”

 “But you’re not one of them,” I assured, putting my underwear back on, “Julian, if I was to walk aimlessly across the street, I’d completely trust you to be the one to get me out of any oncoming traffic.  You just come off very trustable.”

 “Wow, Mimi,” he smiled, “I’m honored.”

 “You should be,” I looked his new face over, “I think we’re good.  You want me to throw some fake piercings on, too?”

 “Surprise me.”

 “Fine,” I started poking through the nearly dried liquid latex around his eyebrow, putting two rings in and put a little more on the bridge of his nose, smoothing it out enough to make him still look human, “If you were to actually get a piercing here, it helps clear your sinuses.”

 “Really?” he thought it over, “Not sure if I could pull something like that off, but maybe this would be a good trial run?”

 “Noiz has one,” I swooned, “Then again, Noiz has more piercings than God knows what to do with.”

 “Noiz has piercings in his dick,” Julian cringed, “I lost a little respect for him.  Although, being able to take the pain enough to do it three times, I must admit that is pretty metal.”

 “It is,” I agreed with him, debating whether to spoil a little piece of the anime by telling him Noiz can’t feel pain, “There.  You have two piercings in your right eyebrow and one between them.  Congratulations, Julian.  You have a new face.”

 “I don’t know,” he looked himself over in the mirror, “I’m still kind of hot.  But approachable.  Like the kid you were best friends with throughout grade school, but he moved around seventh grade and you don’t see him again until sophomore year of high school.  His family moves back to town and puberty hit him like a ton of bricks.  But you can still see a little bit of the kid you knew all those years ago.  Only he’s going through a phase with all the piercings.”

 “You see the world in an odd way,” I admitted, “But I can see where you’re coming from.”

 “See?” he popped me in the shoulder, “Do I not?”

 “Yeah, you do.”

 “I’m still a babe,” Julian’s ego grew, “But an approachable babe.”

 “Someone really needs to knock you down a peg or two,” I rolled my eyes.

 “If it can get the soccer moms to get off my dick,” he chuckled darkly, “I’ll take it.”

 “You’re welcome,” I started putting things back where they belonged, “Don’t lose the rings, though. I’m going to need them for when we do Koujaku and Noiz.  And Koujaku doesn’t having any piercings.”

 “Unless he’s got them in his dick, too.”

 “No,” I assured, “Koujaku doesn’t have any hidden special piercings.  I promise.  That’s only a Noiz thing.  Although, Noiz does ask Aoba at one point if he’d ever think about getting a piercing for him.  But I don’t remember if that was a fan art or official canon.  Pretty sure it was official.”

 “Nerd,” Julian gave me a shove.

 “Really?” I gave him a look, “Pot?  Kettle? Says the guy with a pair of katanas on his living room wall?”

 “That’s for home protection!” he defended, “If some asshole decides to break in my house in the middle of the night, then I can yank them off the wall and protect myself.”

 “You’d stab a man with your katanas?”

 “Hell yeah, I would!”

 “Alright, crazy guy,” I closed my case up, “Am I coming back tomorrow morning to do this again?”

 “If it’s not too much trouble.”

 “Not at all,” I promised, “I’ll be here at five o'clock.”

 “I’ll be waiting.”

 I threw my hoody back on and left Julian’s house to take my long, treacherous journey back to my house in the dark.  Dammit.  I really hoped it would’ve still been a little light out by the time I left.  At least he’ll only take about forty-five minutes to make approachably hot.  So we had that going for us.

 But my God.  This guy was a complete dork.  And an absolute whirlwind.  I swear to God, he was like a Tasmanian devil in skinny jeans.  But I was really starting to like him.  I wasn’t sure how much, but maybe we could be that special kind of relationship that I’ve seen in every anime ever.  Maybe I was the Haruhi to his Tamaki…But who knows?