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[vulturesrottencorpse]

hey so I fucking. Locked in. Except I have a bunch of owed art to do and I’m WASTING TIME on this stupid dragon BULLSHIT but it’s okay, I love him.

[holdmytesseract]

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Biker!Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader | No Outbreak AU

Warnings for this Chapter: none, really... some curse words, alcohol, Merle being Merle

Word Count: 1,4k

a/n: Since it's my birthday today, I thought why not give y'all a little gift and post two chapters of LITRM this week. 🤗

I'm a lil' insecure about this chapter, though... I hope you are going to like it! Also, we have small cameos of two well-known TWD characters, hehe. Oh, and Merle, of course.

《 M a s t e r l i s t 》

《 Chapter Three 》 《 Chapter Five 》

Chapter Four...

... in which Daryl takes on a destiny changing job and you desperately try to forget the stranger who had conquered your heart so surprisingly - without success?

It had been two months and two days since Daryl's motorcycle trip through America with the gang and three months and eight days since the night he had spent with you. Now he was back at work; things bouncing back to normalcy.

A grunt left his lips as he realised that his break was over. He took a last drag of his cigarette, before he let the stub fall to the ground; stubbing it out with the heel of his boot. Then the biker returned to his current workplace in the motorcycle shop his brother, Merle, owned.

He picked up where he left off, exchanging the bike's chain, as he suddenly saw Merle approaching him in the corner of his eyes. "Got a job for ya, baby brother," Merle came to stand beside him; a piece of paper dangling between his pointer finger and thumb. Daryl looked up at his brother. With a grunt, he stood from where he was squatting beside the vehicle and wiped his greasy hands on the light blue, baggy overall he wore. "A job, huh?" Daryl said; taking the piece of paper.

It was an offer from a few different motorcycle dealer, who wanted to sell some of their customised bikes. "You wan' me to check 'em out?" Merle nodded; crossing his arms over his chest. Daryl scoffed and shoved the piece of paper into his brother's chest. "Nah. Got better stuff ta do. Go check 'em out yourself or send T-Dog or someone else."

Merle laughed out loud at his little brother's words. "Ya really think I'd send someone like T-Dog? Lil' piece of shit can be glad that I'll still let 'im work here." "Then ya gotta go yerself," Daryl shrugged his shoulders and focused back on work.

Merle stood beside him for quite a few more moments in silence; just watching. At some point, it got on Daryl's nerves and he looked up at his older brother again; "Wha'?" noticing that he had a shit eating grin on his face. "Ohh, baby brother... You should really give this another think, ya know... 'Cause all of them dealers are in Montana - and from what I heard 'bout your last trip with your lil' friends, you had a lotta fun there, right?"

Daryl scoffed; already disliking this conversation. "Righ', fun."

It wasn't a lie. It was the truth and he couldn't deny it.

Merle's dirty grin widened. "So yer goin'?" Daryl grunted, but nodded; not having the nerves or want to continue this 'discussion'. "Fine. 'M goin'." The older Dixon laughed once again; "Thought ya couldn't resist." giving Daryl a rather harsh clap on the shoulder. "Hope yer havin' just as much fun this time, baby brother. Jus' make sure ya don't get too caught up, eh? I want dem bikes." The biker grumbled under his breath, while Merle walked away; amused by his brother's behaviour.

A few days later, Daryl was on the road again for his almost thirty hours ride to Montana with a stopover in Sioux City, Iowa, where he stayed the night in a motel and continued his journey very early in the morning - until he reached his (first) destination... Miles City. The moon had already replaced the sun, when he threw the keys to his motel room on the bed; angel-winged vest, sunglasses and helmet following. The biker was tired from all the driving and travelling, but he didn't feel like going to bed. Not yet.

He quickly paid the tiny bathroom a visit, before he searched his backpack for his beloved cap, grabbed his run-down wallet and the keys again. Then he made his way to the bar he held very good memories of... 'The Rowdy Raccoon'.

Being way closer to the establishment this time than a few months ago, he could walk and didn't have to drive - which was fortunate, in case he decided to have a few more beers or drinks.

The bar hadn't changed. It was still the same. Nice people, good music and excellent alcohol. Daryl immediately had a good feeling - just like last time. Like a déjà-vu.

His eyes scanned the area; not finding a single familiar face in the crowd, but he didn't care. He was here for the drinks, a round of pool and perhaps to find some company for the night. After getting himself the first beer of the evening, Daryl joined a group of three men, who had just made their way to the pool tables. They were open and friendly; letting him join the game, of course and welcoming him in their circle.

'Start Me Up' by The Rolling Stones was blaring from the old jukebox as Daryl's cue hit the white cue ball on the pool table.

He was definitely in for a long night. That much was clear.

You didn't know why you had decided to go in town this evening. Perhaps it was the urge to escape the same four walls around you and with that your mind - which had become more and more a trap for you the past days and weeks... Tess told you to get over it. Over him. And you tried. God knows you did, but you just couldn't. You felt utterly stupid for holding on to this, but your heart acted on its own will. One night was enough to make you a fool for man, who you barely knew and you'd most likely never see again.

You sighed; grimacing as you stopped at the bar.

I need a drink, you convinced yourself, but deep down you knew that you just went there because it reminded you of him. You weren't able to escape it. It was like an invisible string pulling you in. So, you did what you had already done nth times before... Stepping inside the 'rowdy Raccoon'.

The by now familiar smell of alcohol, cold smoke and a trillion different perfumes hit your nose. Without wasting another thought, you stepped directly over to the bar counter; sliding on one of the stools. "Hey, Y/N," the bartender greeted you with a smile. You became quite good friends over the last few months. "Hey, Magna." "Same as always?" You nodded. "Yeah, please." The woman with inked skin wiped her hands on a towel and immediately went to work.

"There you go, honey," Magna said; placing a glass in front of you. "One Whiskey Cola." "Thanks."

You did some small talk with Magna; trying to not get too lost in your own thoughts - and it worked. In your eyes, it was a success. A step in the right direction - but only mere minutes later, you got thrown off track once again; harder than ever before...

Returning from a visit to the restrooms, Magna placed a second glass of Whiskey Cola in front of you, causing you to frown. "Magna, I didn't-" "I know," the bartender interrupted you immediately. "But that guy over there insisted on buying you a drink. Guess you got a secret admirer." Magna winked; jutting her head into the direction of the pool tables. Still frowning, your eyes followed her gesture - and what you then saw made you question your sanity for a good minute...

Beside the left pool table stood none other than the man who had managed to turn your whole world upside down within a few hours; a cue in his right hand, a beer in the other. He was talking to some other dudes he was playing with - all of them unfamiliar to you and not his motorcycle gang. The signature angel-winged vest, chestnut brown curls and black baseball cap was unmistakable... It was Daryl.

"No fucking way..." You mumbled underneath your breath; still trying to grasp this. You were quite a bit afraid that you were drunk already or dreaming and therefore hallucinating - but when your eyes met those endless blue-grey orbs, you knew it was real. Your thundering heart inside of your chest was enough proof. The world seemed to stop turning around you. All you could see, was the handsome biker across from you - and the beautiful, cheeky little smirk playing around the corners of his mouth.

Like in a trance, you slipped off the bar stool; legs carrying you over to the man in leather and jeans.

"D-Daryl?" You breathed in disbelief, as your hand twitched beside your body; desperately resisting the urge to touch him and see if he was truly real.

The man kept on smirking softly; nodding at you. "Hey, cowgirl. Thought I was never gonna see ya again... 'N yet here we are."

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[thatsdemko]

the one where they notice - c.sainz

part 2: pining series

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warnings: ig au posts + lighthearted jokes

a/n: thanks for all the love on part 1!! 🫶🫶

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F1GOSSIP: our favorite Ferrari intern is BACK! y/n y/l/n shared this photo from the race in Australia☺��� we can’t wait to see more from her this 2023 season!

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—

“so you’re too hot for me, eh?” the words startled you, as you had thought to have been alone. you arrived to qualifying much earlier than the drivers, and thinking you’d have time alone, you figured you’d catch up on your socials having no idea Carlos would see the comment.

“word travels fast around here.” you set your phone down, watching him slide into the empty seat across from you in the garage. it’s just the two of you waiting for everyone to pile in for the meeting. a hot steaming cup of coffee beans fills the smell of the room.

“now that I’m single, I have much more free time to listen to the gossip.” he comments, a chuckle escaping his lips before he sips the hot contents.

you just shake your head. the man across from you was nothing more than a coworker, maybe even an occasional friend from time to time, but you never got close. it was your rule, getting close meant you began to care for the men you worked with, and as much as you did care for them, they couldn’t be your friends. their obligations were to listen to your demands for media presence and that was as far as the contract went.

“you should spend more time on the simulator. spend your lonely nights perfecting your game.” your low blow earned a nod in approval, raising his cup to give you that point.

the silence fills the room. nothing but the sound of him slurping on the hot contents as bodies begin to move into the room for the meeting, and soon enough everyone’s seated.

the silence that once was there, has been born into commotion and you just listen to the mixture of Italian, French, and English flying every which way. your ears and eyes focus on Carlos and Charles conversation, the two always laughing and chatting, you can see Carlos relax with his team. the drama of yesterday and today seem to fade in these walls.

“let’s get started, shall we? we’ve got lots to talk about with Baku on the clock.”

—

qualifying goes rather difficult for one of the Ferraris. the grimace on your face is noticeable once Carlos steps out the car. he flashes a thumbs up to your phone camera for instagram and you quickly post it before shoving the device in your pocket, “we’ll get ‘em tomorrow, sainz. vamos.” you push him in the direction of the media pen and he follows.

“let’s just hope we can. I don’t have much faith left.” he exchanges his helmet for a cap from another intern, before entering the media pen. you don’t get much to say before interviewers swarm him, but like he always does, he flashes you his pearly fake smile before turning to the cameras.

he’d been doing it with you since you told him all of his emotions lie on the surface of his face. his fans can tell when he’s truly not happy, so you made a deal to help teach him how to fake a smile when times were bad.

“no you still look mad! smile with your eyes, dumbass.” you laugh pushing his cheeks to go wider, his giggle grows inside the motorhome, “I’m trying!”

“Carlos, what happened out there?”

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[butchhamlet]

Since you read the entire Shakespeare canon according to your bio (assuming that's what "canon completed" mean), I'm curious to see your tier list ranking of the Shakespeare plays. Here's this tier list template I found btw; https://tiermaker.com/create/shakespeare-677439 If you already did a tier list, can you link to that post when answering this ask please?

i have done it twice before at various times! but my opinions have changed again so i made another one. all opinions mine and no judgment to those who enjoy or dislike each play etc etc etc

happy to provide my reasoning behind any of these, but in short:

s tier = i will straight-up call this one of the best things ever written (hamlet, king lear)

favorites = not quite as good as the above two but my beloveds (JC, R&J, macbeth, 1H4, twelfth night)

jail box = this is placed between favorites and great for a reason but we're not talking about it (a&c)

great = not my personal favorites but fairly objectively really good (the tempest, othello, richard iii, much ado, midsummer)

good = doesn't quite match up to the "great" tier for various reasons, but i like em (AYLI, richard ii, henry v, coriolanus)

underrated = we should talk about these more (king john, 3H6, troilus & cressida, titus andronicus)

not my thing but i respect its merits (measure for measure, merchant, winter's tale, 2H4)

eh / forgot it exists (pericles, timon, cymbeline, all's well, 2H6, merry wives)

criminally boring (love's labour's lost, henry viii, 1H6)

ten thousand demons = this one used to be "criminally boring AND misogynist" because i can forgive misogyny in a play from the 1600s but i can't forgive boring me. but i renamed it because comedy of errors isn't quite on the misogyny level of the other two but unfortunately i despise it because i hate farces and i hate fun

[talknerdytome18]

I've been thinking about AGGGTM ships again. This series isn't meant to be ship heavy (as it should be, because I barely survived the shipping madness from HSMTMTS) but I love writing about both the canon + non-canon couples. So I've decided to talk about ships I've seen for AGGGTM in this post because I have uni assigments due and I wanna procrastinate.

Disclaimer: These are just ships I've seen on Instagram or Twitter. My opinion is my opinion and if you don't like it, then just move on. This is only gonna be non-canon pairings so don't expect PipRavi or JamieNat here (because I ship those and this is only about non-canon pairings).

Pippa Fitz-Amobi/Connor Reynolds: eh... I can kind of see it. I see it in the sense of them being childhood crushes that fade in a week. Connor did canonically have a crush on Pip in book 1 that faded after book 1 (it wasn't mentioned again). They wouldn't have anything long-term as they're better off friends.

Jamie Reynolds/Stanley Forbes: This ship has four fics on AO3 and I've actually enjoyed them. I'm personally more of a JamieNat shipper but this one is pretty cute. I see it as Stanley being Jamie's bi awakening (I hc Jamie as being bi). They'd be cute if you know... Stanley didn't die.

Ant Lowe/Connor Reynolds: UH NO FUCKING WAY. Even if we're going based off book 1, they'd still be awful because of how Ant acted in the series. He was so disrespectful towards Connor when he pulled that prank in Kill Joy, knowing that they were running on limited time. He's also so nasty towards Connor in Good Girl, Bad Blood when Jamie went missing. I can't even imagine these two working out in an alternate timeline because I fucking despise Ant Lowe. Fuck Ant Lowe I hope Jamie beat his ass when he found out about how he treated Pip and Connor during his disappearance.

Cara Ward/Lauren Gibson: I really like this ship! I'm still not Lauren's biggest fan (she reminds me of a former friend), but I think the show might change that since Ant's not there. Asha and Yali have lovely chemistry from what we've seen in their posts. I also feel like Lauren having a sapphic arc would be better than that Ant/Lauren nonsense. Seriously, wtf was that???

Zach Chen/Connor Reynolds: YES YES YES YES. If you follow me, then you know how much I love this ship (I created their AO3 tag btw). They would be so cute together! I kinda feel like Connor had a little crush on Zach in the book (he was acting pretty secretive about where he was after the memorial in ggbb. Like dude, nobody cares if you were playing Fortnite with Zach. Is there something else you're not telling us???). I would love for them to make them canon in the show (especially since Zach is there... and why would you add him but cut Ant?), but it's unlikely.

Pippa Fitz-Amobi/Max Hastings: EWWW DISGUSTING. IF YOU FUCKING SHIP THIS GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU WEIRDO 🤮 (Yes, this is a real ship I've seen when looking through the ship tags on ao3 😭).

That's all I can think of. Some of these were fine... except Ant/Connor and Pip/Max. Anyways bye! - Em <333

[novashelby]

"Don't Tell Daddy"- Vano x Evie(and Aunty Polly)

Summary: Vano Lee(@wonderlanddreamer oc) surprises Evie with a visit and for some privacy, they go to Aunty Polly's home. Little do they know, she'll be home soon.

Word Count: 1.5k

Thank you for reading. I'm not entirely proud of this, but I really wanted to reach my December goal of posting once a day. I will write a different version of this tomorrow, I believe, but please enjoy regardless.

She’d been in maths, zoning out as her brain wanted to ignore the scratched out equations on the board. She was thinking how funny it was, really. Her class of girls started out as eight. Unlike the boys, as they got older, their class thinned. Evelyn looked around, counting five girls. Luckily for her, Martha was one of them and the other three were Ruth, Mary, and Emma. She figured, however, that as soon as Finn dropped the question, Mary would fall off, too. It was her little secret from the group. Finn was to propose on her upcoming birthday. 

She blinked in order to refocus, but had already lost where they were in the equation. If you asked Evie, she didn’t know why she stayed in school. Perhaps it was clinging on to every bit of her youth, not wanting to acknowledge the incoming adulthood. Pretending to be studious for Sister Francis, who was aging in her own way. When Evie had started, Sister Francis was a fresh new nun. Evie often found herself wanting to ask what it was like being a nun. If it was a good life, an easy life.

That is when the door opened and everyone looked straight to the door, their faces paling. Sister Francis was kind of the timid type at times, and so when the tall boy with tan skin and beautiful eyes walked in, she paused, chalk dusting in between her finger tips. Martha eyed Evie, before nudging her, “that’s a Gypsy boy…must be for you.”

Evie felt her stomach curl in a knot as the boy who had no business being in a school, connected eyes with her wearing some type of smirk. “Oh, fuck me,” she whispered, embarrassed, turning her head and cover her face. Whispering to Martha, she pleaded, “tell me when he leaves-”

Martha winced. “I don’t think he is…he’s moving closer. He’s walking over. He’s jumped over Ruthie’s desk. Now he’s climbed over a chair. He’s walking, he’s walking, he’s…hi!” She said all too fast looking up. Vano grinned, offering a wink.

Sister Francis swallowed, quickly walking over. “Can I help you?”

“Hey there, gadji, been lookin’ for you all day,” he said, kneeling down. The closer he got, the more she tried to shield her face. He leaned down in a way that she couldn’t escape him. He knew she was being a bashful baby girl. Sister Francis cleared her throat, but before she could say anything, he waved her off, “alrigh’, alrigh’, sister. Give me a minute, eh?” Sister Francis being the type she was, conceded, mumbling how she should have been a secretary or gone to Rome. All the girls looked on and Vano quite liked the attention, but Evie on the other hand peeked out only to shoot him a glare. He hadn't seen her in months and this is how he drops in? The fucking nerve of it all. 

“Jesus fucking Christ,” she said under her breath, knowing damn well Sister heard it. She slid from her seat and grabbed his wrist, pulling him from the classroom.

“I like ‘em bossy,” he joked, granting him a generous slap on the arm. “And feisty!”

“What the ‘ell was that, huh?” she asked, eyes narrowed. “I’m at school. You understand daddy almost shot you once, huh? Do you have a fuckin’ death wish? Word travels fast here and if he finds out-”

“If he finds out? What, gadji? Daddy gonna shoot me?”

“Yes!” she said, nodding. “Yes he bloody fuckin’ will-”

“And?”

Evie sighed, rubbing at her temple. She went back into the classroom, quietly apologizing as she gathered her belongings. On her way out, she pushed Vano. “C’mon.” They walked outside, huddling closer as the cool air hit their faces. Vano wouldn’t allow her to shove him off, wrapping his arm around her waist. His excuse was, body heat. “We’ve shared enough of it already,” she said.

They hadn’t seen each other in months. In that time, Evie had thought of all the things she’d like to say to him and on the way to Birmingham, Vano played back all the supposed conversations in his head. Yet, in each other’s company, neither of them could find the right words. On the walk, they only shared each other’s air, space, and touches. It was only until Evie turned down a street out of the center view that Vano asked where she was leading him. “Aunty’s-”

“Gadji-”

“She wouldn’t be home, I don’t think,” Evie whispered. “We can’t walk to my home and it’s best we don’t linger together too much in public-”

Vano sighed, grabbing her arm. “Gadji, stop…ay! Stop, huh? C’mere.” Evie let out a long breath, closing her eyes in frustration. If he had only been patient, she thought to herself. Before she could say it, he held her cheeks in his cold, ungloved hands. Leaning in, he said, “don’t fuckin’ say a fuckin’ thing ‘bout yer daddy, gadji. He don’ scare me, eh. Even if he shot me arse off, notin’, n’ I mean fuckin’ notin’, is gonna stop me from lovin’ on ya’.” Evie softened a bit and took in a deep breath, relaxing as his thumbs massaged her cheeks. “Hey, hey, hey…c’mere, eh?” he whispered, leaning in and softly kissing at her winter bitten lips. It was a soft, unassuming one with no expectations. He was just happy to see her as the winter was beginning to get long and tiring. 

She pulled away with a smile and took a spare key from her set of keys, opening her aunt's home. “We should not overstay.” He walked in, making his way to the floral patterned couch before sinking himself in. Evie paused as she closed the door, locking it. Smiling his way, she felt her cheeks warm up. 

“C’mere,” he said, patting the spot next to him. And she did. Falling in next to him, she rested her head on his chest. It was nice, though it was better when they didn’t have to worry. Where they were allowed to lay in a field, undisturbed. “I miss you,” he whispered, making Evie look at him so he could lean down and peck a kiss on her lips. Instead of sitting up, Evie leaned back on the couch and Vano followed suit; one leg between hers and one hanging off the couch. It was Evie then who reached up and licked at his lips, being playfully and silly. Vano was not shy in biting her bottom lip in revenge, pulling it before kissing her gently, swiping his tongue along her bottom hip. As her hands started to move up his chest, the front door opened. 

Aunt Polly came in, grocery bag in hand. Despite it all, the woman was still particular about her produce. Tommy could afford a maid, but what is a maid if no one, but Polly could do it right? She sighed, cursing to herself as she fought with the door and bag in hand. Vano froze and Evie gave him a look of horror as Polly fumbled through. They both slowly looked over as the woman hardly noticed them, fighting with the herb stems to stay in the paper bag. But it tumbled from her hands, and the bag ripped, everything falling to the ground. “Ah, fuckin’ ‘ell! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” The woman closed her eyes and rubbed her temple. It was when she opened them she noticed the two teens watching her. 

Everyone was speechless. 

But when Evie attempted to explain herself, Vano rushed over. “I’m sorry, Miss. Gray.” He spoke in a tone that was much more polite than Evie was used to. He helped the woman gather the vegetables on the floor while Evie and Polly just looked at one another. When the shock faded, Polly slowly pursed her lips and cocked a brow. Vano nodded. “Evie, I’ll wait outside.”

When the door opened and closed, Evie quickly said, “we weren’t-”

“Is that the boy your father shot at?” she asked. Evie nodded, swallowing. “Well,” she said, letting out a long sigh, walking into the kitchen. “As long as he doesn’t shoot the boy on my new sofa-”

“You aren’t going to tell him?” Evie asked, shocked, following the woman in the kitchen. “I mean you aren’t going to tell daddy.”

Polly was organizing the counter, mixing her own thoughts while she said, “Well…shit, the carrots go in there-you father dug his own fuckin’ hole-Evie, hand me the colander-with how he raised you.” Turning to look at her as she wiped her hand on her skirts. “It’s no surprise to me you sneak around, but I swear to Christ, Evelyn, if it is my sofa you get pregnant on-”

“No!”

“No?” the woman snorted. 

“I’m not going to get pregnant-”

“You’re father is a bloody fucking idiot…smart businessman, Evelyn, incompetent father.” Eveyln found herself pouting a bit, feeling an urge of defensiveness. “If only he allowed you enough freedom so you didn’t have to use my parlor as a revolving sex door….”

Evelyn smiled, realizing her Aunt Polly was neither mad nor going to tell her father who would most certainly be mad. “Thank you, Aunty.” She bowed her head casually and spun on her heels to meet Vano outside. 

As she made it to the door, Polly called out. “And Evelyn, dear, that one,” she said, pointing to the window where Vano was standing. Evelyn cocked a brow. “Not bad. Good hair.”

[anannoyanceofjackofsmiles]

I debated about posting this, then realized I put far too much time into this to NOT. So here's the fruit of five hours of drawing later and mONTHS of brainrot getting me here in the first place.

This should just about show just How Much I Adore This Dumb Disastrous Ship I Call My "Toxic Husbands" (They are Chernobyl levels toxic; they have to be contained in quarantine together for other people's safety. Send help.)

For context; Back in around in August I looked more into Light Fingers because I Might've spoiled myself looking for content warnings so I went "Eh, why not."

And long story short, in the stressful times of college classes and so on, I Perhaps. Clung onto this AWFUL and delightful toxic dynamic they have and just kept playing with them like a child w/ barbies. Love and Hate in equal measures (it's mostly hate) Both suck. Lock em in a room together to keep OTHER people safe please.

Now some headcanons I had and wanna touch upon-

-I like to imagine Edward is a similar age to Sawyer (30s) because it is a hilarious mental image to think of the fact he's 30 and looks about 12. -Sawyer meanwhile hadn't grown an inch since his growth spurts at 13 (... mostly from malnutrition)

-Also, combined with his freakish speed and strength, I like to imagine Edward's strangely tall for the standards of the time (Victorians averaged roughly 5'5-ish)

-Playersexual being "moon milked to love the player regardless" and that never comes up (he is the one holding a bouquet (of snakes) so like he's willing to be the bride if need be!)

-That man is crafty, can't convince me otherwise. Would make a doll based on the player. Probably also using their hair. (Don't ask how he gets that)

All in all this is just me running wild with ideas since the actual game doesn't lean fully into the stalker yandere thing (and for justifiable reasons but c'monnnn)

I ALSO love this ship to torment Sawyer because. The man deserves it. He's too cocky and needs his ego injured and humbled.

[writing-for-life]

@morpheusbaby3 thinks we need a bit more comedy fics around here, and I agree.

I’m trying that precarious balance with Dream’s Therapist, but I also often insert a bit of humour into my fics (tragedy often needs a bit of comedy around the edges, and comedy works best when it’s weirdly tragic. I’ll die on that hill 🤣).

So I’ll just post a little snippet from my WiP. I don’t even know if it’ll make the Final Cut (it’s quite bad actually 🙈), but it was fun to write and sorely needed at the time.

Merv and Matthew are bitching. What else…

Mervyn busied himself, broom in hand, with sweeping up the leaves of the oak that sat in the centre of the courtyard. The bristles frequently caught on the cobblestone underfoot, made of meticulously placed stones, and he began to mumble to himself. “No idea why I’m sweeping up again, the stones take care of themselves, why don’t the bloody leaves? Should take ‘em away himself, wave his hand or somethin’… but what do I know…”

Matthew sat perched on a bench and cawed, “The roses are particularly vibrant this afternoon, eh, Merv?”

Mervyn leaned on the end of the broomstick. “Not here to talk about vibrant roses, are ya?”

Matthew was just about to say something when a bee flew past his beak, and with one snap, he ate it.

“Scoffin’ down a dream like it’s nothin’. Don’t let the boss see that.”

“Sorry,” he burped and quickly flitted over to the fountain to take a sip of water.

“Ain’t got all day, whaddya want, bird?”

Matthew hopped closer again and puffed up his feathers, seemingly weighing up his words. “Did you notice anything? I mean, about him?”

“Like what?” Mervyn grunted.

“Well, he’s not completely oblivious to his surroundings, but he seems a bit… lost in his own world?”

Merv took a cigar out of the breast pocket of his dungarees and lit it.

“Well, you don’t let the boss see that,” Matthew commented.

“As if he cared. Not at the moment anyway.”

“So you did notice?”

“The lovey-dovey thing? Yeah, caught ‘em giggling away like kids a few days ago. Well, she was anyway…”

Matthew cawed in very apparent discomfort. “That’s not what I mean. Well, maybe, but they’re sorta… married, or whatever you guys call this shizzle, so I don’t care. But I can’t be the only one noticing the stolen glances, the knowing smiles, the constant touches even when they work, and those… sudden disappearances? And it’s not like they’re exactly trying to hide it. Well, don’t know, they seem to make an effort to be discreet but… I mean, we’re not stupid?”

Mervyn’s eye-holes narrowed. “Hate to break it to you, bird, but we all know what those fireworks mean, right?”

“What fireworks?” Matthew shrieked, then croaked. “The aurora?! Across the night sky?!”

“Yep. Should be grateful that’s as far as displays of his hard to control feelings go these days. Could be worse. Has been worse. Could tell ya stories you’d not wanna hear.”

“What the fuck, man…”

“Precisely.”

“Merv, come on, that’s rude.”

“Not me using swear words, bird.” He blew smoke circles into the air. “Whatever makes him easier to be around is fine by me.”

“Yeah yeah, he might even get you a leaf-blower one day…” Matthew muttered.

“A what?”

“Never mind…”

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Sorry, it’s awful, but it had to be written at the time. I’ll go hide under a bush somewhere 🤣

[fortunesque]

WIP Wednesday- Vector

So, here's a brief bit of the first chapter of Vector. I don't know when I'm going to finish it because the end is just... ugh. I feel like I have to microdose writing this one lol. When I do post it, I think I'll post all 3 parts at once.

I think this will give folks a general idea of what's happening and if they will want to read it when I post it. I totally understand if some folks give this one a skip.

Content warning: violence and animal death

I'll put the snippet under a cut, just in case.

Raditz finally grabbed his attacker and yanked it off of his neck. He held furry creature at arm's length and watched as it snarled and did its damnedest to shred his arms to pieces.

"You are one crazy-ass little dude," he laughed. "Absolutely foaming at the mouth to get at me. Well, you picked on the wrong guy."

Without preamble, he put his hand on the creature's head, earning a few more bites to his hand in the process. He quickly snapped the poor bastard's neck before it had the chance to make him want to be cruel to it. Raditz then examined it more closely.

It was a cute, chubby little thing with a thick pelt of mostly gray fur. There were some black patches around its eyes, on its paws, and a few rings around its bushy tail.

Raditz frowned and looked at the animal's mouth. It was absolutely dripping with saliva. Venom, perhaps?

He gave the mouth a little sniff and shrugged. Seemed like normal spit to him. He dipped his finger in it and gave it a taste, for extra measure. Raditz had his anti-venom auto-injector in his left flank guard pocket, so it wasn't like it was a huge risk. He just needed to know if he should use it immediately.

Yep. Regular spit, at least, around the taste of his own blood. Sonofabitch really went for him.

Well, he was hungry, and lunch basically dropped out of a tree right onto his face. It bit the shit out of the back of his neck and scratched up his jaw, but Raditz was a Saiyan and made of tough stuff.

It was just a flesh wound.

He finished his goddamn piss, then pressed the comm button on his scouter and went about skinning the ornery critter.

"This crazy little animal just went at me," he chuckled. "The size of my boot, maybe. Cute little mammal; maybe a feral pet. Dropped off a tree right onto my head while I was pissing and scratched and bit me up real good, for a little guy. All over my neck, a little at the jaw. Thankfully, he missed my most beautiful face."

A snort of laughter came through the scouter.

"Sounds like lunch just dropped in on ya," Nappa chuckled.

"Damn right it did," Raditz laughed. "I'll honor his sacrifice and use him to feed this war machine."

"Let me know if it tastes good," Vegeta spat. "These bugs are disgusting."

"Absolutely, Your Highness."

With that, Raditz politely muted his comm to keep the munching noises out of their ears.

He ate the animal raw, as nature intended for a Saiyan to do. He ate all of it but the fur, pretty tail, lungs, paws, and digestive tract. The spine had a nice crunch. The brain was— eh. It was as brains tended to be.

When he was finished, he licked the blood and saliva off of his fingers, then stripped to rinse himself in a nearby creek. The scouter stayed on, though; always did.

Raditz unmuted his comm.

"Just finished," he said. "Was basically a snack. But it tasted fine. Better than a bug. Seemed like it was an omnivore of some sort— had claws and sharp teeth, but its front paws were hand-like. With how green it is around here, I'm shocked that it thought it was a good idea to go for me."

"Probably had pups nearby," Vegeta intoned.

"Good point," Raditz said. "I'll look for those and pop 'em in my mouth real quick."

It would be a mercy killing, really. In all his years destroying planets, he never saw a young mammal pup that wasn't defenseless.

He wandered around the clearing and sniffed everywhere he could think; in the brush, underneath piles of leaves and sticks, in the hollows of trees, and even up in the tree where the thing got the drop on him.

There was not a thing around.

He commed back in.

"Ain't found shit," he said. "Hah! Wouldn't it be funny if the little thing was sent to kill me? Imagine, a planet full of biting, spitty little furballs."

Nappa and Vegeta both laughed on the other end.

"Don't go native, now," Nappa cackled. "Don't need you running around, chasing tail and biting more than you already do."

[nearestend]

will be moving blogs at some point in the new year. not sure when exactly (i'm busy right now) and it might just be temporary, but if you're interested in following me there, you can let me know. (feel free to like this post or send me a message on disco, anything really works.)

might make some changes? a lot of it is still being considered, but here's how i think it will go. (a lot of it is just me thinking out loud. that helps me. and i also just want to be transparent.)

canons will probably be secondary priority, if not lower. still really happy to write them with friends if we have ongoing plots or discussions, but generally not eager to put them at the forefront. for a lot of reasons. (i could say that i think a lot of canons get treated as trends that will die out eventually... and it's fine if that's your thing, but i don't really like it for myself and don't want to do that. there's a whole convo to be had about that. now is not the time for it.)

i think my general rule is going to just be, if i don't see potential for developing a character in depth, i'm not going to list them on my roster. there will still be some that are more developed than others, but if there isn't at least potential for me to do that, i won't be listing them. it's just a priorities thing right now.

honestly, if we're good enough friends and i've written someone previously that you want to continue interacting with, you can ask about it. just because they aren't listed, doesn't mean i won't write them but it will just be slower. that being said, i probably won't do this unless we know each other pretty well and you're still willing to write with the ones i prioritize.

in terms if who i will/won't follow ... eh i don't like this topic but i do think i should say that there is a chance i won't follow some people back. i don't have any actual beef with anyone, but there's been some stuff over the past year that wasn't really fun to even witness from afar (most of it pertains to how ableism and racism were handled). i don't care enough to hold that against anyone in a serious way or try to have that conversation with people who aren't willing to respond constructively, but it's not especially nice to see and better not to engage. idk. my general thing is that if it's not safe and enjoyable to engage with a certain aspect of this webbed site then i'm just not going to.

there might also just be some instances where i won't follow back because i don't know if we have anything to talk about. and that's fine! i think it's okay not to click with every person you know. but i'm not going to rule anyone out entirely — it's situational and i like to give anyone who expresses interest in being friends/mutuals a chance. no hard feelings to anyone if something doesn't work out.

i probably won't advertise my new url that much just because i like a small circle, but i'm not going to hide it either. most likely just going to privately message my new url to friends who want to follow. if you come across it in the wild, you're welcome to perceive it anyways!

in terms of what my actual priorities are ... we already know that it will always be alice (number one gal). probably lozzie and noah too (she's number two and he is number three but they're kind of interchangeable). hmmm everyone else is still to be determined because they usually fluctuate. i think mostly everyone on the current oc roster will stay though. might do a thing like "permanent roster, always available" and "who knows about these guys — they're here if you want 'em but (vague gesturing)". that being said, if i added any muses specifically for a friend, i'll keep them around because that's half the fun of this for me.

will continue to prioritize disco stuff, especially if it's for longer in-depth threads with more plotting. i think that disco's platform just makes it easier/more relaxing for me. tumblr tends to be a bit harder to write very intricate plots just because i'm conscious of perfectionism here, but i don't mind it for fun casual stuff. you can always let me know your preferences, i'm pretty open-minded.

triggers will be present. unfortunately, they will always be present due to the nature of a lot of these characters. and i'll include warnings for everything, but i do want to emphasize this very much. just be aware of your own needs and comfort, i'm available for a respectful and open dialogue as needed too, but ultimately i want us to make our own choices and not feel obligated to partake in anything just for the sake of it.

well. i don't know if any of this made sense because i did not plan this out when i began this post. but that's the general / important stuff that i wanted people to be aware of before following. i'll probably do the official move soon-ish, depending on my availability, and keep you all updated when i do.

AS ALWAYS! i'm on disco. if we are friends who talk regularly (or even semi-regularly) on there, you will probably get a follow from me regardless. pretty much anyone who i currently have an active server with will get a follow from me unless they don't want one (which you're welcome to actually say, if you want. i won't be offended even if you say "nah i'm good, see ya". honestly that would be pretty funny and i hope someone does that sincerely.)

[sequs-art-box]

Idk if you've been asked this already, but what's your opinion on every inside out ship ( just the ones with emotions )

All of them? Well..

Let's get The Big Three Out of the way.

Brickstar (Joy and Anger) Feanger and Starnerve (Joy and Fear) are my top dogs. They're my otps of all time. Love them to bits.

Now....

Joy ships:

Joy and Sadness: Classic! I like the ship, even after 9 years. They don't drive me as insane as the big three though.

Joy and Disgust: I'm kinda in the middle with them? I've seen some great content on those two but they just don't do it for me.

Joy and Anxiety: I see the vision but I personally don't ship em. Power to those who do cause I've seen some very cute fanart.

Joy and Ennui: Eh I don't really see the appeal but that's not a bad thing. I just personally think they vibe more with other emotions than each other.

Joy and Emb: Eh?? I can see it working but I have the same opinions for them like I do Joy and Ennui.

Sadness Ships:

Sadness and Anger: THEY ARE SO UNDERRATED. I have a very specific vision for them: They are so queerplatonic coded to me it's crazy. They'd be secret besties who complete each other. Theyd give the other their full 100% attention and I think thats beautiful. God I love them sm.

Sadness and Fear: See the vision, don't ship unfortunately.

Sadness and Anxiety: Eh. Not enough content for me to form an opinion.

Sadness and Ennui: ^^^

Sadness and Disgust: Don't see the vision sorry :/

Sadness and Emb: Don't ship em but I HAVE to admit they're very cute.

Disgust ships:

Disgust and Anger: Oooh they're in the middle with me too. I can totally see them being a power couple but at the same time I think they'd hate-love each other if you get me.

Disgust and Anxiety: No opinion.

Disgust and Emb: At first i didn't see the vision but a really good friend of mine made me reconsider. They're so fucking cute holy shit.

Disgust and Ennui: I can see it a little bit??? But they make me feel nothing sry lol

Disgust and Fear: Another classic. Can't really go wrong with them, like Joyness. It's also canon at this point lmao

Anger ships

Anger and Ennui: I follow some really cool people who ship them but PERSONALLY.... I don't ship em lol. Maybe if they had more interactions in the movie I'd ship them more.?? Idk i have mixed feelings.

Anger and Emb: Underrated gay bois. They need to kiss at least once.

Anger and Anxiety: I NEED TO DRAW THEM SO BAD BUT IM NOT GOOD AT DRAWING ANXIETY GOD. Another QPR coded ship to me. I fw them.

Fear ships:

Fear and Anxiety: Prolly the biggest ship recently. I don't see them as siblings, but I also don't really see them being together??? I know there are those scenes with him in IO2 and they can be interpreted any way people want but I really don't see it tbh. He's better for Joy and Anger sry.

Fear and Ennui: Ehh.?? Same as above.

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Fear and Emb: All the MLM ships are so underrated (except feanger lol). I haven't drawn any content but they're cute in my eyes.

Others:

I don't really have any opinions on them except Anxienn. I ship em hard but they don't drive me insane as the big three. They're just enough for me to make them canon in a couple aus I made! I vibe with it lowkey.

UHMMM I think thats it? If I missed any I'm sorry, it's midnight and I should get to sleep lmao (Didn't include Envy or Nostalgia for obvious reasons). Lemme know if I missed a ship and I'll edit the post!

Hope I don't piss anyone off LAWL I try to be fair here.

[revserrayyu]

2.4 Xianzhou continuance thoughts [part 1]

**SPOILERS** I didn’t think I’d be up for more story ramblings after the entirety of Penacony, but rejoice, our trip back to the Xianzhou has already exceeded my low expectations. So here we are. Ready to yap once more. At this point, I’ve already finished the entire 2.4 story but this post (probably one of three) will only cover up until the stunning Feixiao makes her first appearance, so be wary of any spoilers and later events that I may or may not possibly mention. Who knows.

I started this mission the night of the update so my memory might fail me at some places, but I sorta remember the giddy tone Dan Heng used here when suggesting March should stay on the Express by herself this time. That man is funny when he wants to be and I adore the teasing these two constantly have with each other. Her mentioning other days of the week in fear of another Sunday fiasco happening is hilarious too.

It’s always a welcomed surprise to hear the Trailblazer speak and I’m so thrilled with how often we got that chance throughout this quest. After watching tiny bits of some ZZZ playthroughs and seeing how often their protagonists get to actually speak, I sincerely hope they continue this in the future with HSR because Rachael & Caleb do a fantastic job with them. English dub bias yes, but I have no doubt all the other languages are great too. Anyways, being cautious to whomever is set to guide us around the ship is real valid. We certainly don’t want another Tingyun situation to take place.

Just the mere mention of Feixiao’s name gets me excited to finally see her in game. But is she truly young? Later on, we learn how she and Yukong are war buddies so it leads me to assume they might be similar in age? Our lovable pilot is around 246 years old, so it could be possible? I could be wrong though of course. I will admit to forgetting if the Foxian lifespan is around 300 or 400 years, or if there’s no actual definite lifetime expectancy, but regardless, the ladies continue to look fabulous.

So the Borisin attack starts, Yunli gets a flashy entrance showcasing her strength as she takes ‘em down with Old Mettle and takes a slight interest in Yanqing’s sword.. that eventually leads to her taking it for herself. I wasn’t expecting them to get along right away but I was surprised that she actually snatched the sword away without a word.

They could not have made this dude seem more obviously suspicious if they tried.

I love how we could’ve actually chosen to mention the fake dream we had of the general and Imbibitor Lunae in Penacony. It was a fantastic dream indeed~

When Huaiyan was teased alongside the other characters during the very end of the 2.3 livestream, I naturally assumed he would become playable as well, but now.. eh, I have my doubts since he didn’t get drip marketed like the rest of them. It could’ve been interesting to have an older gentleman as a unit. I mean, I know we have Welt, but he doesn’t really look this old, you know?

Calling one of Yanqing’s prized swords a simple “dagger,” HA. All their bickering is childish in the most fitting way but I do like how Yunli continues to holds onto his sword, saying that if a sword is lost on the battlefield, it should be reclaimed on the battlefield, or something along those lines.

Huaiyan might appear to be real old, but him having some secret mentor strength like your typical anime grandpas tend to have wouldn’t surprise me at all, so I understand March’s idea to prevent any chance of angering the geezer.

The boys!! And.. only them! Dang, they’re really making me wait to see Feixiao huh. I wonder if there was any hidden reason behind her heading over to Scalegorge, unless it really was just to take in the sights. I also wasn’t expecting Moze to be so tall.

I’m afraid that’s just one of the downsides of being apart of the main character’s crew, March.

Teasing Yanqing is everyone’s favorite pastime. I unfortunately don’t have much to say about Lingsha. I think she’s pretty and naturally I’m interested in meeting another Vidyadhara, but that’s all for now.

The continuous back and forth between these kids drags on a bit much for me but I’m 100% with March on seeing this drama unfold even more.

So the kids start their “spar” and the quick glimpses of the 2.4 trailer start to make sense. Originally, I thought their fight was part of the Wardance ceremony, where they had to prove their strength against other competitors or something, but nope. All that fighting was just for a simple sword. The cutscene was animated nicely and I’m grateful the quality remains decent even outside of main story events, but it’s safe to say my focus was pulled away by a certain someone showing up amidst the brawl..

And my god, does she make a statement! Stopping both Yanqing’s slash and Yunli’s giant sword with just a couple fingers?? HELLO?? Ma’am, you’ve been on screen for not even ten seconds and I’m already deep in love with you.

She’s gorgeous. Her eyes are mesmerizing. All the earrings are super cool. Excuse me while I…*deep breath* AAAAAHHH.

The way she quickly evaluates both of their fighting styles correctly.. amazing. I say she’s certainly a battle expert.

No no no, don’t say that. Don’t say you’re a patient and there’s something medically wrong with you because if something bad happens to you I’ll get so upset!

Eeehehe, that wink and confidence stole my heart. I know what else you’re lacking: a lifelong partner! And I volunteer myself!

I just.. really love her design so much! It’s such a welcomed change from the usual outfits we’ve seen among the other ladies of the Xianzhou. The colors are so vibrant too and the jacket is awesome. Heeyyoo Hoyo, if you wanted to sell this jacket I’d totally buy myself one! Just saying!

Hhmm, I’ll end the fangirling here. For now. There’s bound to be much more on the way.

[nono-uwu]

Ons chapter 135 thoughts!!

Spoilers duh (also very long post. Lmk if I should add the read more cut)

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- KAGAMI I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD IT IN YOU TO GIVE CHESS AND HORN MORE SCREENTIME BUT THANK YOU ANYWAYS

- I am so glad that the whole digestion thing is more symbolical bc... that inital wording really threw me off lmao

- on that note, the immagery of the dead trees with the bodies sticking out of 'em... very creepy and on point, I think it's neat

- they actually adressed Crowley forgetting them! Wowzers (side note she looks hella adorable. My little skrunkly)

- ouugh the dynamic... where was it earlier? It seems so much more casual than during the Nagoya arc (probably just wishful thinking on my part lmao)... idc how give us more of this

- "you two were my first servants", LORE CRUMBS! I guess.

- wait so, they're still becoming demons? But isn't that a form of reincarnation, the thing Ferid is specifically trying to stop? But he's also devouring them... to absorb their power I guess? Since later on Ferid mentions now being more powerful after devouring Crowley (I'll get to that asspull later)

- Also Horn looks a teensy bit weird with the new artstyle but she's still super pretty 🫶 be my wife pls

- So, 16 year old Ferid is inside himself as his 'true self'? I assume that because he got the idea to stop reincarnation when he was 16 and hasn't changed his mind since (never let 16 year olds make big decisions in this world, it only leads to disaster)

- the skrunkle part 2. Also I doubt being digested like that feels good in any way. And with how slow it's supposed to be, yikes.

- I have a theory (aka major amounts of copium): Yuu will bust in and save Crowley because of 'fAmiLy' and also save Chess and Horn since they're family by association

- No one can reach Ferid, eh? And then Corwley's voice reaches him. Kagami and his queerbaiting amirite

- However Ferid then snags Crowley and ig he's on the priority list of getting devoured. Probably bc he's the strongest vampire Ferid has eaten. Cannibalism as a metaphor for love and devotion or whatever, except it's very literal and I doubt there's any love beyond 'u and interesting critter dude' from both sides

- Ok here's my major nitpick with this chapter: KAGAMI STOP BREAKING AND BENDING YOUR OWN FUCKING WORLDBUILDING AND POWER SYTEMS. Until now it was established that a vampires strenght is dependant on 1. their rank (as in who's blood turned them) and 2. their age. But now appearantly Ferid can eat vampires and absorb their strenght? If this was some universal but very difficult thing for any vampire to do, then I wouldn't be this salty. Also one of my favourite things about Ferid as an antagonist was, that power-wise he was on the weaker side. Despite being 'weak' he was still a major threat. He made up for his lack in actual fighting power with smarts and immaculate planning. But now he's another uber-strong genius. C'mon we already had Shikama and Rigr for that department. Bleh.

- now for the Yuu / Rigr and co confrontation, it's fiiiiine. I guess. At least Shikama is still somewhat of a formidable threat. Not to the major characters obviously but yk, it's something.

- rip Basteya. You showed up, slayed for a little and died.

- Kirsten still looks fugly as hell lmao

- so do Ulrich and Roger

- So, who will be faster: Shinoa in absorbing Shikama or Yuu in saving him? My bet is on Yuu purley bc he's supposed to be the main character but ig we'll see next chapter

- KRUL!!! AND THE BAT THING I FORGOT IT'S NAME

- sadly no Ferid / Krul brawl this chapter but yk what makes me excited for next chapter

- my guess is that now Krul is Ferids next target to be chomped. Hopefully she will beat his ass. Like when she first appeared. Ahhh the good old times

- 'A big fan of yours... M'lady Queen' lmao. What's next Ferid, will you put on a Fedora? Bro that last panel ain't it. Fuckin Sebastian of black butler wannabe 💀

[currytantou]

[translation] Mayonaka Danshi Meshi audio drama / s1ep1 CVs: Uchiyama Kouki & Itou Kento

do not repost or use my translations! link back if you want to share. partial screenshot it allowed but blatant copy/paste is prohibited

Also x-posted on my wordpress page

Watch/listen here

0:12 (sound of typing on keyboard) Email to the other side…done. Documents for tomorrow…done. (watch beeps) Oh! Just in time. Alright, then! (clicks mouse then gets up) Hashida is signing off! Good work everyone.

0:50 What’s for dinner tonight? (phone vibrates) Yes, it’s Hashida. Thank you for your patronage. Yes.. (footsteps receding) Oh, the quotation estimate? Yes. I can confirm that on my side. Is it urgent? I can get to it. I’ll send it to you soon so please wait a moment.

(phone beeps) Change of direction, huh? Well, that can’t be helped.

1:35 Shoot. That took longer than expected. Can I make it in time before the store closes? My fridge is pretty much empty. At this rate, I might have to settle with eating box lunch from the convenience store. Please, make it in time! No, I’ll make sure to make it!

Ahh, I can’t make it! What to have for dinner? Should I just compromise today? Nah, I’m in the mood for Japanese food thanks to what I had for lunch. I’m not giving up now. I’ve no other choice. I’ll have to detour and go to the supermarket on the other side of the river.

2:29 No way…. How is this possible? I went to three different supermarkets and the fact that each of them ran out of vegetables… I was stubborn and ended up wasting my time. Should’ve used my time for something more worthwhile if I knew this would happen. (sighs) No point regretting over the past. Sometimes, incidents like this happen. Convenience- nah, I’ll settle with instant noodles today.

3:12 Finally home. It’s quite late already. Hmm, postage and letters.. hm? A delivery, eh? I got stuff delivered to me… That’s quite a big box. Oh? It’s from grandma! Huh? Did I ask her something?

I’m back~ (walks with the box and then opens the door) Heigh-ho..! That was quite heavy. What did grandma send me? (tears the tape) These are..! Lotus root, burdock and carrot! And plenty more! Oh, great! This box is full with veggies from back home! Feels as if grandma saw through me today! Talk about timing. Hm? Hold on. (checks fridge) Chicken and konjac jelly. Alright! I got ‘em. I can do this! I can make grandma’s chikuzenni with these ingredients. I don’t have to give up on eating Japanese dish! Thanks, grandma.

Still, I haven’t had chikuzenni in a while since I left home. I hope I can pull this off. Anyway, I just gotta try.

5:20 (pot boiling) First, pre boil the konjac jelly. I should prepare the rest of the ingredients in the meantime. Right. I should first peel the skin off. Get the carrot and lotus root done smoothly with this peeler. (peels veggies) Taro’s skin is thick so I gotta use a knife instead. (sound of cutting against wooden cutting board. Next, burdock. Just washing ‘em with water is enough, I guess? (washes burdock) That’d do. Now, I gotta cut these guys up. (cuts)

Grandma did mention that cutting uniformly matters in stews. When they’re different, the ingredients don’t soak up the same amount of flavour. Good thing I remember that. (continues cutting) What’s left are taro and soaked shiitake. Bite size cut would do.

7:13 Alright. Time to cut these pre-boiled konjac jelly. Evenly cut the konjac…nah, maybe I should try shred it roughly with a spoon. The sections are rougher than when cut using a knife and apparently this way, they would soak the flavour even better…but oh well, I can’t wait to try it out.

(water runs) Also, grandma’s chikuzenni isn’t complete without this…ginger. Ginger really makes so much difference. I’m gonna shred this guy thinly. (sound of cutting against board) Whew. Pretty much done with the prep for now. Next is the chicken. (brings out pot)

Sesame oil goes inside the pot and heats it up. (switches on gas) Add chicken and stir fry until the colour changes. (pot sizzles)

8:47 I guess this would do..? Then, I just gotta add the veggies that I cut earlier into the pot. (sizzles) Stir them until everything is covered in oil. Hm! This fragrant sesame oil aroma! How appetizing. Hm. Looking good. Almost ready. Add the water from soaked shiitake, sake, mirin, soy sauce, sugar and finally, ba-bam! Thinly sliced ginger! Ugh! What am I doing? Alright. What’s left is to let it simmer well. Hm? I feel like I forgot something…? Oh, a lid! Gotta cover it with a lid. Without it, the flavour would be uneven.

(covers pot with a lid) That’d do. Hold on. I forgot the bean to garnish with at the end. I should boil some in the meantime. (sound of water running, metal pot and gas being turned on)

Hmm. About twenty minutes until it’s ready, eh? Right.. I made quite a huge serving. Maybe I should let Akira eat some. Bet he’s eating junk either way.

10:30 (pot boiling) Alright. About time it’s done. I wonder how it’d turn out? Whoa. Looks good. Salty-sweet aroma. This is the best! (turns off the stove)

(door opens then closes) Sudou: Yo~ Hashida: Oh, you’re here? Sudou: Hashi, this is not like back home. You better lock the door. Hashida: Oh, sorry. I forget sometimes. Well, not like I have anything worth stealing. Sudou: One thought he’s guarded but it’s the other way. Hashi, that side of you really never changes. Hashida: Really? I don’t think I am that unguarded. Sudou: Oh, whatever. That aside. That smells really good. Stew? Hashida: Correct. I made chikuzenni today. Using the recipe from my granny. Sudou: Wow, seriously? How delightful. Makes me feel excited. Hashida: You don’t look excited though. Well, that’s not important. I’m gonna garnish this so Akira, can you dish out the rice? Sudou: Okay~

(opens fridge) Hashida: I got some beer. You’re drinking? Sudou: Yeah. Bring ‘em out. Hashida: Hmph. Silly.

11:59 (arranges plates) Hashida: Alright. Now that everything’s ready. It’s time. Hashida & Sudou: Bon appetit.

(both started eating)

Hashida: Oh. The flavour soaked in nicely. Sudou: Hm. This is good. Hashida: I was right to tear the konjac with a spoon. They soak the flavour well and curl into a nice shape. Sudou: Hmm, that method is possible, eh? Actually, this really tastes like the one I had at Hashi’s grandma’s. That kinda makes me emotional. Hashida: Emotional? You’re exaggerating. Sudou: Nah, I mean it. Remember how Hashi’s family often feeds my younger brothers and I, since our pop’s always busy with work? So to me chikuzenni at Hashi’s place is what I consider a mom’s home cooking. Hashida: Oh, right. The only family I have is my grandma, after all. I suppose this meal is a mom’s home cooking. I’ve never thought of it that way. Sudou: You better appreciate her more. Hashida: I do! I mean, I don’t feel lacking despite the absence of parents. I’ve never felt lonely just because grandma’s the only family that I have. Hey, now! Don’t make me say something embarrassing! Sudou: Ah, I see. Hmm. I somehow get it. Hashida: Well, in other words, we should be thankful for the love from people around us. Sudou: Whoa. The way you worded it just screams old person. Hashida: Huh? Really? That was unintentional. But right, recently I do feel like I am an old man. Sudou: Hehe. Just kidding. If anything, you no longer seem immature. It’s crazy if you still act the same when you’re a brat. Hashida: I hope you’re right.

13:53 Sudou: Actually, having chikuzenni while talking about the past with you makes me feel like I just time slipped to when we’re kids. Hashida: Hehe! You’re right. We really played hard back then. It’s impressive how we didn’t get sick of it, even though we lived in the countryside. Sudou: Yeah. Oh, I’m recalling things. You’re quite popular among the girls since you’re casually nice to them. Hashida: Really? I think that’s normal. Sudou: How is that normal? Plenty of girls asked me to pass love letters to you. It was so annoying. Hashida: Ahh, that happened, eh? Heck, don’t be annoyed over something petty! Sudou: Nah, it was so annoying. You said you wanted to focus on the club and stuff. Turning them down half-assed. You’re making it awkward even for me too! How annoying. Hashida: You..! In that case, I’ve got something to say too! Did you forget how I had to let you sit on the back seat of my bicycle simply ‘cus you can’t ride it yourself? You can’t do that until 8th grade! There should be a limit to how unathletic one could be! Sudou: Not 8th. 7th grade! Hashida: Nah, you were in 8th grade! It’d be a problem if you still cannot cycle ‘cus we’re gonna commute to a further place in high school so I accompanied you to practice. Remember? Sudou: That was the 7th grade. Definitely not the 8th. Hashida: It’s not important! Sudou: It is. This involves my good name. Hashida: Heh. As always, you’re so oddly stubborn. Whatever. Uh, ah! Hey, Akira! You’re spilling so much! Gosh. Use this to wipe. You never grow out of it. Sudou: Oh, sorry. Hashida: I guess you can’t help when you stop focusing. But why can’t you control your mouth? You’re old enough, it’s about time you fix that habit. Sudou: Uh, you’re right. Hashida: Oh, almost out of beer. Should I bring more? Sudou: Hashi, I think you’re more like a ma than a pops…

Thanks for reading!!!!! I had this in draft since march lol :’) I translated this just because?? As a practice? Out of whim? lol anyways. This franchise is seriously underrated so pleaseee check it out. I doubt anyone translates this anyway so I did it. I hope this post let seiyuu fans who weren’t aware discover something new. So far, I’ve no plan to continue translating… (there’s four seasons. It’s hella long and I don’t think I can do this voluntarily) but commission is always welcomed!! ❤

[sui-imi]

[OLD Q&A] Roo answers some stuff

Hello! A month or so ago, I had Roo answer some questions on twitter. I decided that it'd also be good to archive most of them here, so you guys can learn a bit more :] (some of it is kind of important?? i think... haha)

Click here to read the original tweet and all responses.

NOTE: answers are in character! Therefore, all questions below were answered by Roo! (undereats!sans)

edited: august 2024 (to fix small lore inaccuracies)

Qs & As under readmore! (warning: long post)

[names listed below are twitter users' URL.]

[Q from LazeroFox] Is there any place that you can’t really go? Like an au that’s destroyed-

[ROO] depends. if you know an AU's coordinates, the bike can create a portal for you. and when we receive orders, the customer's details are automatically sent to our phones.

[ROO] but if an AU's destroyed, it'll either send you to the void, or it won't create a portal at all.

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[Q from mmm99tunas] Does Roo ever get a break? What does he spend his hard-earned Gs on? (aside from gallons of BBC sauce)

[ROO] oh yeah. i get loads of nap time inbetween rounds. just punch in some random cords, hide somewhere and snooze a bit. it's the easy life.

[ROO] (though technically that's not allowed so don't tell my boss)

[ROO] as for my G, usually i spend it at grillby's 2. it's hella good.

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[Q from Malina_Vivvivu] Is there a place Roo hates delivering at :∆?

[ROO] hah... haha... hahaha....

[ROO] the doodlesphere, for one. and those evil sanses. i feel like i age 10 years everytime they're on my delivery list.

[ROO] why are they so violent?? they're the ones who ordered the food???

[M] They like playing before eating ((:

[ROO] is it playing or bullying??? i swear, it's like they only start when i arrive...

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[Q from bl4ck_st4rs] What do you do if you mess up someone’s order? (pick up the wrong one or spill/drop it)

[ROO] woah now. i would never mess up a valued customer's order like that. who do you take me for?

[ROO] but if i did...

[ROO] you just gotta grovel. make 'em think you're gonna die if they don't forgive you. not that i'd ever mess up.

[* He looks shifty eyed.]

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[Q from sweetnad_uwu] Hi Roo! The traveling moped u have, the only way anyone can get one is if they work to the same company you do? Or is there any other way to get it?

[ROO] hiya. and yep. gotta be a UE driver for the magic bike.

[ROO] the boss is REAL good at keeping track of 'em. they've never left a bike unaccounted for, and they always know when i "accidentally" break mine.

[ROO] feels like they're all-seeing or something. freaks me out.

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[Q from AnnoyingFox20] dear roo,if you met an actual a person that charming and wise,nice,so caring do you consider to be your bf in your life? 😏😏😏

[ROO] sorry pal. spot's taken.

[* He's fiddling with a bottle.]

[ROO] his name's arbiter. he's real chill, owns the condiment hall. sells the best bbq sauce in the multiverse.

[* It seems he's mistaken 'bf' for 'bbq finder'...]

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[Q from ZippyDoZane] Zane: Do you deliver to far off kingdoms? Also eh heh heh if you do could you stay for a bit? I got board games that we can play. The king will give you a big tip if you do eh heh heh.

[ROO] "UnderEats - if you can order it, we can deliver it!"

[ROO] ...that's not actually the slogan. it's actually...

[ROO] "UnderEats - tip the drivers, and they'll be your best buds!"

[ROO] ... so what time should i come over?

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[Q from jasper2450] Have the bad guys ever wrecked your motorcycle?

[ROO] (cough) er... technically THEY didn't wreck it. but if they force me to use it, it's kind of their fault right??

[ROO] i mean, i always tell them, "don't make me use my special attack". and what do they do? they make me use it.

[ROO] so yes. it's their fault.

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[Q from KaylaTSkeleton] is there anywhere roo likes delivering to?

[ROO] any AU where i can deliver food without being put in a whacky situation is good enough for me.

[ROO] i'm fond of underswap right now. swap papyrus is a real pain in the coccyx, but if i snitch to blue, it always pisses him off. hehehehe.

[ROO] plus they always tip well.

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[Q from zeni_zetty] have you ever get Chase by simp???...

[ROO] huh? who? (what's a simp???)

[ROO] i mean, i HAVE been chased before. but i don't remember anyone specifically, except those bad sanses.

[ROO] ...do i even WANT to remember?? don't chase innocent workers please...

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[Q from necropathy_] Do you have any destinations/AUs that you don't mind/prefer delivering to?

[ROO] underswap, outertale, dancetale...

[ROO] and uh... horror AUs. well, they don't really order. but sometimes food just. slips out of my bag whilst i'm passing through.

[ROO] uh. don't tell the boss. we have this whole non-intervention policy, so...

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[Q from SolarPhoenix7] I know you probably deliver a lot of different foods, but what's your own favorite dish?

[ROO] anything bbq flavoured is delish.

[ROO] by the way. you ever been to grillby's 2? their burgers are to die for. tho honestly i could eat just about anything and enjoy it.

[ROO] as long as it's not mtt food. no idea how they own so many stores across the multiverse. 0 stars.

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[Q from Greedy621] Hi! Do you ever getting weird requests other than food delivery?

[ROO] the app is only designed for food delivery, so not particularly. but it does has a messaging feature. which is used... creatively... by some people.

[ROO] if anyone ever sends you a pic on there, don't open it. i promise you it's not worth it.

[G] Ok, now I’m curious what kind of pictures have you saw to made you give this advice.

[* He looks like he's remembering something unpleasant...]

[ROO] sorry, client confidentially. trust me... you REALLY don't wanna know.

[aviyinglet]

Ask: Short stack for shortstacks(...?)

Most yinglets can sit at a human table/chair of standard height (if you don't mind having only their heads visible to others/requiring them to pull their plate to the table's edge), but for easier access to the table's contents and ensuring visibility of the upper torso at yinglet sitting height, raising the seat by 6 inches or so will do a lot for their comfort. However (and this is an edit after considering the question a bit more thoroughly), I'm pretty sure if I went to someone's place and they went "oh hey Avi's here, here's some textbooks to sit on!" I'd go "...eh, no zhanks," and either stand on the chair or sit someplace else. I'd even keep a set of stackable risers at home and take 'em with me for situations like these to minimise awkwardness, even though any host in a world where yinglets existed would ideally have a set at the ready.

A previous version of this post on Cohost had the yinglet example character casually conversing while sitting on a stack of textbooks, but lately one of the things that's been appealing to me most about yinglets as a species is -- hey, despite the small size, that's a whole-ass person in there, and they should be treated how they want to be! In my case, I'm short, impulsive, creaturelike, occasionally driven by weird instincts, and I might enjoy frequent headpats (though really, who doesn't?), but I deserve to get to sit at a comfortable height like anyone else, human or not. Pretty sure other yinglets would appreciate the thought, too.

(I've got other asks from months ago I've still gotta answer, but I was inspired here! Bonus scale ref after jump)