#i told myself 'i'll keep it short. No rambling!'

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt XVI good omens season 2 (still not traumatic) episode 3 EDINBURGH

HELLO IT'S ME IT'S THE OFFICIAL GOOD OMENS MASCOT WHY DO I STILL KEEP INTRODUCING MYSELF IDK. If you don't know who I am, thank God and Satan for their mercy and flee. Also, the day after I post this, I'll be watching the last three episodes on livestream for the first time so. You know. I'm hyped on the energy of this being my last day not enveloped in tears. Take the summary:

Before the episode starts, someone asks why Crowley said in the last episode that Aziraphale couldn't fall because look at him, all angelic when Crowley looked the same as starmaker. I reply that "Crowley thinks he deserved it, he sees Azi as something beautiful and untouched while he probably sees himself as idk marked in some way so god kicked him down."

I am told that I am learning too fast to weaponise the narrative to induce angst. So then I say oh, I go too fast for you. Tears ensue.

The episode begins! Everyone shrieks about Edinburgh, David Tennant, how it is their favourite episode, and SCOTTISH CROWLEY.

We open with lesbians being gay, and then Muriel enters as Inspector Constable! They are very sweet and very determined to do their job right, and they are adopted by Crowley and Aziraphale just like Jim.

Crowley sits on Aziraphale's chair's arm. The maggots all swoon.

Fine, I also swooned.

Aziraphale gaslight-gatekeep-girlboss-mansplain-manipulate-manwhores his way into getting Crowley to give him the Bentley keys (BOUNDARIES. BOUNDARIES.).

WHAT PLENTY OF USE DO BOTH OF YOU GET OUT OF THE BOOKSHOP?

The really ineffable plan is whatever the fuck was happening in Aziraphale's brain when he somehow went from London to Edinburgh via Loch Ness (check the map) and then proceeded to disguise himself as a detective who pretends to be a journalist.

Crowley slays in sleeve garters and a cardigan keeping house in the bookshop meanwhile, does not sell books, instead cleans with Jimbriel and periodically yeets book stacks into corners when distracted.

Aziraphale reads his old diary entries about Crowley, a (6000+) 13 year old with a crush.

MINISODE MINISODE. They are in Edinburgh during the mid 1800s. Victorian outfits, check. Scottish Crowley, check. Capitalist Karen Aziraphale, che-wait what.

Huh. Well. There's a wee bit of body snatchin' going on, to sell to doctors for medical research because there aren't enough murderers, and to make enough money to survive.

Aziraphale channels his inner capitalist judgemental Karen and ruins that plan, come on Aziraphale you have religious trauma but you're better than this, and long story short, Wee Morag dies after Aziraphale realises his error, her friend Elspeth has to sell her corpse for pennies, and is about to commit suicide with laudanum. Azi, oh god. I'm glad you underwent character development at least.

NOW CROWLEY HERE SLAYS. I KNOW THIS IS AZIRAPHALE'S PERSPECTIVE AND IS BIASED. BUT WITH THIS POV, CROWLEY SLAYS.

He calmly educates Aziraphale about how his whole "the poor have more opportunities and you shouldn't give them money or they'll lose the virtue of poverty" is absolute bullshit, and he does this understanding Aziraphale's situation and not losing his temper.

The framing. The framing of the shot when they see Wee Morag and Elspeth sitting down on a step and explaining their situation. Aziraphale stands above, bustling with righteousness, and judges them. Crowley sits down. He sits down next to them, rather than taking the high ground. He meets them where they are and empathises. It is the fact that he is fallen and damned that makes him behave really divine and sorry I wrote a whole hymn on him have it I'll stop rambling just know I love him.

I think his amusement is a facade so hell won't think he's genuinely being good. I think he's morally grey and incredibly brave and kind.

When Elspeth is bouta kill herself with the laudanum, Crowley grabs it and drinks it himself, and grows tiny and then huge, absolutely high off his head. David Tennant takes the opportunity to travel Scotland from east to west in terms of accent variety.

He gives us the good message of NO DYIN'. NO MORE DYIN'. IT'S NOT ON. And then forces Aziraphale (who doesn't want to ruin her virtuous poverty) to give the girl all the guineas he has in his pocket, and tells her to go off and start a farm or something. BUT NOT JUST PRETENDY GOOD, BE PROPERLY GOOD.

He then gets pulled into hell. To be punished for this. Aziraphale is frightened and heartbroken for him, looking around desperately, and we find out that Crowley didn't meet him for a while after. And later he wanted holy water. To protect himself? He got punished by hell. For how long? The whole month in between the incident and the diary entry? There can't be anyone better at punishment and cruelty than hell.

Sorry I'm just screaming here.

Never mind fuck I started this summary really happy and bouncy and listening to a dance playlist. Dionysus by BTS and Italian pop is still playing and now I'm crying.

Is this the natural progression. Fuck I'm crying. Sorry guys something else happens with Aziraphale politely talking to a phone and Crowley smiling really beautifully while unsuccessfully trying to manipulate two lesbians into a relationship and something about a visit I don't care everyone's being morally dubious as usual and then lovely Scottish music outro I CAN'T FUCKING ELABORATE I'M SITTING HERE CRYING OVER CROWLEY.

right summary done, time to go sob, lmao i thought i wouldn't cry today over good omens HAHAHAHA still not traumatic eh HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[softringing]

/////sampo 2.6 event leaks

It was really difficult to find but apparently, at the end of the event, Sampo tells stelle that she got to earn money while he got to earn stories by selling meme crates and that he wouldn't be short of fun stories.

Considering that Sampo has been in belebog for 8 YEARS, I wonder what kept him entertained all this time. Is it the people? Their strong will to survive? Or sampo getting to help them a little while preparing everything behind the scenes?

Everyone says that sampo is a retired masked fool bc he asked sparkle for his mask back and she told him "after all this time?" TBH i dont think sampo ever retired but rather he keeps himself elated without a mask

I think the reason is bc something is off with those masks and they have the ability to corrupt a person just like sparkle myriad celestia trailer where we see her have something like a split personality

Sampo also mentions at the beginning of the event that he can't share every story of the tavern with the trailblazer for their sake (?)

Which makes me wonder if he likes collecting stories in memory bubbles, especially stories with a happy endings considering that sampo IS trying to help belebog and doesn't seem to want to cause any genuine harm

This gives me heavy Kim Dokja vibes (mc from omniscient reader who LOVES stories and fiction) and makes me think that if all those sampo doll theories are true, that means he somehow needs to understand human emotions by 'watching' them or experiencing them in some way and I think

I daydream a lot about what sampo is and tbh one of the things I thought were sampo being some kind of creation that collects stories for the sake of personal interest or fun bc we know how he sees relationships as just business or mutual benefit so, it wouldn't surprise me if he distances himself from people and prefers to look at stories bc he can't seem to commit to relationships but that's just me rambling this will probably never be canon but i just need to put out ALL my thoughts cuz im kinda content starved and if there's nothing for me to eat I'll make it myself hahaha

[fuck-customers]

I am actually pretty glad that the company that has treated me horribly and fucked me over and over is (most likely) being shut down. There's a 50/50 chance that the company will be bought out by Buyer A who will keep the stores running and revamp the company (or so we're told) or be bought out by Buyer B who will liquidate. (I don't want to give too much info at risk of exposing myself, but I think this is probably enough to figure out what I'm talking about. It's almost definitely obvious to ither employees of Company) I feel almost equally about either option, but I kinda want Buyer B because of some immature part of me that's going "haha yeah fuck you, that's what you get for being such a garbage company that treats your employees (and customers) like shit. You're a waste of retail space" but also I recognize that the satisfaction will last for like 5 minutes, max, before I'm like "well now I'm fucked and out of a job, so..."

Idk where I'm going with this. It's just kind of a rambly vent. I absolutely hate job hunting (as does everyone) and this is actually my first "real" job, as my previous job was a short-term seasonal gig, so I'm very nervous on a personal level because I do not feel confident that I have enough work experience nor enough job hunting experience to be able to get another job. Especially since it is after the holidays but before the summer season. Aka: the dead zone of hiring times. Hopefully I'll be able to fall back on filing for unemployment if I have to.

But I'm trying to focus on all of the fucked up moments at this job as a kind of admittedly bizarre inspiration tactic. Kind of like "hey maybe my next job won't have management that makes fun of me for my disability" and "maybe I won't have a manager that yells at me and treats me like I'm stupid in front of customers and causes me to cry in the bathroom and then the other manager who wasn't even there that day piles on the bullying by essentially saying (I'm paraphrasing) that the first manager is justified in yelling at me because I am stupid"

Idk honestly I'm the type that could perform really, really well if I am just shown how to do my tasks and then left alone to do them. That's it. I don't need to be micromanaged. I know how to and will ask for help if needed. But unfortunately, I do not have qualifications, so I most likely will end up at another retail job, which is just the same thing in a different packaging.

I am sorry you may be losing your job and I really hope you find a better one that treats you right.

But for the life of me I can't figure out what company is and what company A & B are. would you be willing to send an anon ask with that and I promise I won't publish it. But if not I understand.

-Rodney

[brandytusk]

The following thoughts, or maybe confession, contain Arcane spoilers. Please keep that in mind should you continue. It's a long story, I apologize in advance.

Now I will say, I am no LoL player, thus unfamiliar with its lore with the exception of what I search for, or what education I get from others. I had a passing interest in Arcane due to my best friend's insistence, rambling on about its beautiful art style, symbolism, and compelling writing. It was one of those things I did in fact, try and make a habit of to sit and watch at dinner, see what all the rising hubbub was about. I'll admit, I don't know where I stopped in season one, but I didn't finish it. As I recall, the plot felt too grim. To me, it felt like it was a show getting praise for being artistically depressing. When season one's ending was spoiled for me, I was glad I hadn't got as invested as other people I knew. To have developed characters so sincerely in a season's time, just to end it the way it was done…I disapproved, and I shook my head. Forgot it all at the time.

I'm a millennial who has lived through recession, through pandemic, and I am not middle class. I'm anxious, and there are days that feel hopeless and painfully long. I want to escape into the media I consume, let characters take me on a journey with them, far away from the oppressive, hanging air of everyday life in late stage capitalism. I don't want a tragic story, no matter how much it is praised for its art direction. Moving forward every morning can be bleak enough. Maybe others like these kinds of harsh stories for its relatability, and that's fine! I am happy for those that can appreciate it in that way, but I cannot. I'm tired, and perhaps not just as a struggling individual, but as an LGBT+ person with a husband.

Mainstream, popular shows (that get shown to American audiences, at least) don't often get obvious queer representation, or when it does, the show is often cut short. I felt baited in what I did see of season one, and rolled my eyes that fanfiction writers were fed enough to work their magic and fill the holes, as per usual.

Then, the next season of Arcane releases, and my social media feeds became flooded with screenshots and spoilers. I didn't block said spoilers and told myself I was no longer invested in Arcane -- only to see the most alarming screen captures I'd ever seen.

I especially liked what I'd seen of Viktor and Jayce in the past. I enjoyed seeing two intelligent, determined male creatives share screentime and share their story of a growing, deepening friendship. As far as I was aware, Jayce and Viktor were well bonded colleagues, if not each other's 'ride or die', once mutually and deeply invested in a greater outcome to benefit the whole. Compared to the rest of what I'd seen of Arcane's first season, it still hadn't gripped me enough to stick around as I wanted to save myself from heartache. Long story short, season two's spoilers revealed to me Jayce making a frantic, truly desperate effort to revive his fallen, disabled partner Viktor after the explosion. While he's successful, this fuses Viktor with tech Jayce once swore to destroy. Jayce draws close and is just relieved Viktor, in his birthday suit at this moment mind you, is alive, while Viktor is disappointed Jayce didn't keep his promise. They go separate ways, and the scene felt like an intimate argument, a break up. Well, at this point with that much revealed to me, I was relieved to see the two of them alive after the first season's ending. I was curious again, so I continued to look at screen captures and gifsets.

Viktor develops magic skills to heal others, and in his new body things, seem to fall into place for him. He is appreciated, and maybe it's suggested he gets a following. While its unclear how 'good' the arcane is, what he's doing with it seems right for the character. It looks like a victory…until Jayce comes along and puts a hole in Viktor's chest, keeping his promise. Viktor only meant to talk to him. Jayce, who had fought so hard to revive this man, kills him, as far as I'd seen it. It felt like petty shock value. Not knowing there was more episodes to come, I thought that was it. More tragedy, more pain.

My husband knows me well. I very rarely get affected by the shows I watch, and when I do, I am reserved about it. Instead, I sobbed, the kind where you can't see passed the tears and the snot. I felt so betrayed by my curiosity, by my hopeful feelings. I spent days ranting to my friends and my husband, offended and angry. How dare these writers throw around this disabled character and give him no relief, and what was more, develop two men in such a way as to suggest one simply cannot exist without the other only to shoot down one of them, by the hand of their partner? I had let myself be baited again, and I was feeling it. It burned, it hurt, I raged. I gave up.

A day or two ago, my best friend chimed in again: I should check in on Arcane. There had been more episodes, the season had finished. Trusting they knew how sensitive I was about all of it, I did. Again, I was moved to tears, but for different, much better reasons.

What was this?

Fortiche and its writing team had bothered to weave together and tell a story of two men ultimately destined for each other through every timeline, the kind of trope reserved for romantic movies and literature? They held hands, kept each other close, were honest with each other in the starry nothing. Hand to nape, forehead to forehead, and colorfully blinked out of that current existence, together? Such intimacy didn't need a kiss or a sex scene to feel real, there was love there. Their fated, interwoven existence, their deep and complex relationship, saved the world. In the end, there was hope.

You can tell yourself that it wasn't romantic if it makes you feel better, but in all its passionate details it very much was. To this stressed, exhausted LGBT+ person in these real uncertain times, I needed to see it. I felt deep relief, satisfaction, and most of all a need to pursue the Arcane fandom, a desire to enter. To at the very least, gush about my impression of it all, and what it means to me to see two men tenderly portrayed in ways they typically aren't. Fortiche, well done. You did give the Caitvi shippers something to blatantly feast upon, you also gave lesbian characters depth and variation, but this isn't about that.

You let two male characters show dedication, affection, and softness. Thank you. Jayvik folks, I am with you. Arcane, let's start over at the first episode, I can't wait to watch all of you now.

[thesoleilla]

I've seen your work on Chuuya x Reader, and it's so sweet. Could you do the Chuuya comforting reader who is very afraid of going to the doctor? The reader is stubborn and still doesn't want to go to the doctor, but Chuuya still insists on bringing her to a doctor, and maybe he uses a little bit of force. Thank you.

But I don't wanna go to the doctor! Chuuya x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: God this is old, picked it up like a year after, sorry I swear I'll work on my requests...someday

"This was pretty darn good, wasn't it?" Chuuya said, as you both left the movie theater

"Yeah, I wondered what all the hype was about, and now I know why, the Barbie movie is awesome!" You kept rambling on and on about the movie as you both left the theater.

But as soon as you passed through the door, a cold breeze hit you, surprising you heavily; you did leave the theater quite late after all...

However, Chuuya noticed instantly as you started shivering from the pretty strong wind, and he immediately started giving you his coat.

Except you knew he had an important mission tomorrow, and besides, you were tired of him always looking out for you! He needed to care about himself too!

"No no, it's fine, keep it on, I'll be fine!"

Long story short, you were not.

Yes, you had managed to get him to keep his coat on, which did take him repeatedly calling you stubborn for a while but it was worth it, you could show him wrong and exhibit that you could take care of yourself on your own!

....except you couldn't, and were now stuck in bed as Chuuya stayed home to care for you.

"Please, Chuuya, I swear I'm gonna be okay! Just go to work, I can care for myself..." the reoccuring coughs weren't helping with your credibility, to say the least.

Chuuya sighed, slowly getting tired of your persistance, "I'm taking you to the doctor"

You frowned, your eyes widening as you got more confident in your denial, "What? No...I am not going to the doctor..." You looked down to the floor, not knowing how to convince him. "Just...please...I.. don't wanna go there"

He frowned at your sudden display of panic, worrying "What's wrong with going to the doctor?"

You mumbled under your breath, looking around the floor in order to find something more interesting to dissociate about "This...this is going to sound silly. It's just..I've been afraid of doctors ever since I was a kid and...since I kept avoiding it it just...kept getting stronger"

Chuuya rubbed his eyebrows together, grunting in frustration before picking you up in his arms. "We're going to the doctor, whether you like it or not."

And after a ten minute walk of you complaining and Chuuya stating he won't even let you down because, "you're too sick to walk on your own" you got to the doctor. Instantly, as you noticed you were approaching the institution, your body started shivering on his own, though, Chuuya being here did help in calming you down.

But in the end, as he held your hand throughout all the steps, in the end it wasn't so scary as you thought. And slowly but surely, you finished the check-up, getting diagnosed with a mild cold, the doctor stating that there was no reason to be worried.

"See? I told you it wouldn't be that bad!"

"And I told you it wasn't anything major!"

"Whatever..."

A/N lmao this is so ooc help like all of these paragraphs were written a month apart from one another sorryzzz

[gemapples]

see you in 2024 💗💗

very personal ramble about my year and experiences, etc. under the cut. kind of neg just a warning but if anyone would be willing to read it the whole way through i'd appreciate it so so much

2023 was certainly... a year for me. had many highs but a Ton of lows, went forward one step but took two steps back. i'd be lying if i said i didnt struggle and know what to do for a lot of it

i did get to meet and even become friends with people i look up to, got to learn new things i didn't know before. and one of the problems i noticed throughout this year is i spent way more time than i needed to focusing on my usefulness for others and what i can do for people rather than prioritizing myself and my mental health. i think a lot of problems i experienced in 2023 was due to me getting too caught up in how i'm perceived by others (especially on social media like tumblr). for 2024 i want to work on this and be sure to put myself first in every situation and be the best person i see myself as -- not overdo it for the sake of others. i'm going to try being more straightforward with myself and how i choose to approach people. i want to be more involved in this fandom and get to know more people who love kirby better rather than just hiding away and watching from the side like i have for many years, waiting for them to approach me first at some point. i made a lot of progress on this a lot in 2023 but i could always be better :')

regardless though, i wouldn't have been nearly as ready to get back on track if it weren't for the support you all have given me throughout this year. august and september were two of the worst months i've ever experienced; i won't get into it (if you know you know), but goddd was it harder than i can even describe. i've never had to go through something that resulted in me questioning my Entire artistic ability, my whole worth, and whether everything i've grown and learned from is just completely fake. i couldn't look at my work and all of my social medias without being completely disgusted and disappointed with myself. i'm in art student too, so you can imagine how fucking hard it was to balance and muscle through that as well lol. it was nothing but hell. if i didn't get the support i did from everyone, i can say with full confidence i wouldn't have been able to pick up my pencil phone and get back to drawing Nearly as quickly as i did. in fact, i probably would still be deeply effected by it and not have the motivation to continue posting for at least a long while. so i seriously can't thank you enough for that. all the words i was told still stick with me to this day and gave me a reason to keep pushing and learn to better understand myself

im tearing up as i write this so i'll have to cut it short LOL but i want to express how deeply it means to me that through all the conflict i've experienced throughout this year, you guys were there for me and were so generous to offer your time to support me and help me out. knowing i make at least one person smile and enjoy what i post is enough for me. hopefully 2024 will be easier on the emotional rollercoasters, i think all of us could use a long break from chaos really lol

thanks for everything and i love you

-mac

[tobbesdiscordkitten]

is that saying about axl forcing erin to marry him at gunpoint true? i mean from all the things i’ve read it seems like axl was really controlling, and used fear to keep erin “in place”, can you expand on this? or something that you know or think. do you agree?

I used to think Axl didn't give Erin much of a choice when he proposed to her that way. I've thought about this situation plenty of times, asking myself, "Why did he do it? What made him propose to her in such a way?" A while ago, I came to a sad realization, and now I think differently about it. It's hard to explain this perspective to somebody, but I'll try my best to elaborate.

During this time in their relationship, Axl and Erin were fighting a lot. It was like a routine. But they were both still very much in love with each other.

Axl must've thought Erin didn't love him anymore, or felt the same way with him as he did with her. He thought, if Erin didn't love him and didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him, and create a family, then there'd be nothing else to live for. So, to test it out, and see if her love was just as strong as his, he proposed with the gun, and told her he'd kill himself if she said no. It would be her choice.

I know this seems like he threatened/forced the decision on her, but, in reality, he wanted to know the answer, her answer, to know if his existence mattered to Erin and if their relationship was worth it to continue. If Erin truly didn't want to marry Axl she would've said no, called him crazy, and run off, never looking back. That would've been Erin's breaking-point and escape, had she not want to marry him. But she did. Erin fought Axl to try and take the gun away (and succeeded).

Remember in the Don't Cry music video where Stephanie is wrestling with Axl over a gun? That exact incident was based off Axl and Erin. Axl felt there was no hope in their relationship but Erin proved him wrong by fighting for him to not end it all, both his life and their relationship, forever. In the end, after discovering the answer, Axl let Erin win.

This does concern me because they both could've accidentally shot each other. Luckily, nobody got killed. But it would’ve been a Romeo and Juliet situation if the gun accidentally went off and struck either Axl or Erin. If it did, they both would've been devastated and probably would've died together.

Keep in mind, other events might've unfolded in Axl's life around this time, pushing him to yet another breaking point. We don't know the full story. There could be lots of missing pieces here that we aren't aware of. But we should all keep an open mind, even though it is difficult to do at times. Axl probably felt his life was falling apart, and felt his relationship was also falling apart. Nothing was in his control. I don't mean "control" as in, his way, more like, he can't do anything about x, y, and z if everything goes south, making it the end.

It's important to note that Axl had no control as a child, and that manifested itself later where he had an unhealthy approach of doing things, in ways only he knew how, because that's what had worked when he was growing up.

That's why GNR fell apart the way it did. It couldn't have gone any other way except the way it did. Because that is the way Axl knew how to do it. And if he was gonna save the band and "put it back together," it was gonna be done this way. Or else...GNR would've died.

Sorry for the short ramble, but this applies to how he proposed to Erin and why he did. It was the only way to get the true answer from her and to see, through actions, by having her snatch the gun away, if she was still devoted to him. Axl is also the type of person to say things how they are and be honest. Meaning: if Erin said no, and didn’t want to marry him, then Axl was gonna do what he said he was gonna do - kill himself. NOT because he gave her no other choice.

Anyways, I hope this makes sense. Like I said, it's hard to explain this perspective, but I hope it made things more clear between Axl and Erin for you. Axl is just a misunderstood person and so are his intentions 😔

[pencilsonic]

kamijirou fluff part 1 out of probably 2

slight swearing, idk word count, fluff

denki strolled over to the section in the classroom where all the girls were, occupied by momo, uraraka, tsuyu, and mina, with the intention of begging for help.

"hey girls..." he slowly slid into an empty desk next to them and crossed his legs for added effect. "denki... what so ever do you need from us right now?" mina says trying to hide a laugh when she sees his legs crossed. "well i was wondering if a purple-haired earphone lady was talking to anyone right now. i had some special plans regarding her. not in a weird way... that sounded weird. i didn't mean for it to sound weird oh my god," he started rambling on about how he didn't mean for it to come off sinister. "she hasn't told us about anyone, so i don't think so?" uraraka shrugged in response, "but she's mentioned one guy she has a crush on but didn't say anything else about it. said he was in our class but that's all we got out of her, trust me we tried!"

"oh.. so what i'm hearing is i shouldn't ask her out on a date? like there's no chance she'd even look my way i don't even know why i'd ask. like she's too out of my league for me to even think that. yeah i don't know what i was thinking when i thought that i could even take her out," he was cut off sharply by mina's palm hitting the side of his face. the class went silent and everyone turned around to see denki clutching his cheek, "sorry, carry on!" mina says, which proctors everyone to just shrug and go back to what they were doing. "OW??" denki exclaims, still holding his cheek. "sorry you were rambling and i was sick of it," she shrugs and sits back down next to tsuyu.

"i say you should take your chance! break is soon so if she rejects you, you won't have to see her for a week!" momo says in a cheerful tone, which makes denki sulk. "thanks guys," he turns to walk away and nearly runs into someone. the purple-haired girl in question, actually. "oh hey jirou!!" he started awkwardly laughing and definitely sweating too. "hey denki, what were you guys talking about?" she said as she walked past denki to get to her desk. "uhh i don't know! wasn't listening! sorry, bye!" he ran off to meet back up with kirishima, bakugo, and sero with mina and uraraka giggling as he ran off.

"bro why are you out of breath, we're inside," kirishima asks when denki finally makes it back over to them. "i just ran away from a horde of zombies you guys better be careful!" he got out in between breaths and finally could stand up straight, which didn't last long because bakugo punched him in between his ribs for making a dumb joke. "so did you get anything out of the girls?" sero asked once denki was done wincing, "uh, yeah i got that she has a crush on someone in the class but they don't exactly know who. so if i ask her out i would make a complete fool out of myself."

"okay denki, let's think about it," kirishima starts to say and take a deep breath before finishing, "who would jirou like in 1-A?"

"todoroki, iida, tokoyami, ojiro, sato, bakugo, izuku, sero, kirishima, mina, momo, uraraka, tsuyu, hagakure, koda, shoji... i can only rule out mineta and aoyama," after denki finishes his long list of names kirishima only sighs.

"you forgot someone other than mineta, and aoyama," sero says and earns a confused look from denki. "you, dipshit," bakugo says with his hands stuffed in his pockets. denki didn't even have to use his quirk and he looks like he short circuited, "you think so..?" he says in the most questionable tone you could use.

"bro just ask her out and see if she likes you back or not, yolo!" kirishima drops his hands on denki's shoulder in an effort of giving him some confidence.

"yeah i'll think about it later."

LATER THAT NIGHT!!

"okay, i'm gonna text her and keep you guys updated. got it?" denki says to sero and kirishima through the phone, "alright man, good luck!" kirishima said in his speaker, followed by sero, "when'd you even get her number?" he quickly hung up the phone and went to type in jirou's number. he was hesitant to send the first message but eventually just sucked it up and sent it.

after he finished texting jirou, he went straight to his group chat with bakugo, sero, and kirishima.

denki: GUYS!!!!!!!! U WONT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

kirishima: what happened bro dont leave us on this cliff

sero: pls spit it out we're all dying rn

bakugo: what

denki: WERE BASICALLT GOING ONA DATE THIS WEKENED

sero: wtf dym BASICALLY.. u either are or ur not

denki: i asked if she wanted to go get food this wekene dand she said yes tso basically we are right.... shes also sending me the englihs hw i forgot we had

kirishima: thats definitely a date bro! just a watered down one

bakugo: it's something alr

sero: go get her tiger!!

(this was like thursday night and i'm skipping over friday getting straight to the weekend, thanks! >_<)

SATURDAY!!

denki woke up with more energy than ever. minutes after waking up, he grabbed his phone and shot jirou a message.

he had two hours to get ready, and do whatever he wanted. in those two hours he sat on his bed and watched the time tick by as slow as ever. he was already dressed and completely ready to go, all he needed to do was stop by the store before he got to the cafe and he was ready to see jirou. and eventually, when the time finally came, he got up and started to leave.

okay i'll do part two tomorrow/later td and can we pls look over the fact i had the text colors backwards idk what i was thinking pls

[theskeletonprior]

The ????: I Skipped A Few Days

This is a casual little writing challenge to get myself into a habit, perhaps, or if not, to get some words from the meat of my brain to the pulp of the page. All of my stories for this challenge are set in the world of RAVENOT, and if you’re curious, you can take a look at my WIP intro right here. And if you’re really keen, you can read the first chapter (sort of a pilot as I toil) right here! Now onto the daily ramble.

I didn't get nearly as much writing done in that first week as I hoped. With the work that I do, and the commute that I have to take to get there, it's tough to squeak in the time for a particularly inspiring amount of daily writing. 5k and one completed story per week was ambitious, and not a goal that I think I can attain at this time without taking some heroic measures. And the purpose of this exercise is to be pretty chill. So there will be no heroic measures (at least not on my part!). Instead, I'll reset my expectations, and hope to get this short story completed by the end of the month. On the brighter side, as of this posting, I've clocked about 2k. Not exactly the kind of numbers that would see me pump out 50k in a month, but again... We're being chill, here. I'm still struggling quite a lot with the horrors of my internal world, and occasionally with the horrors of the external world, and whether or not, in the midst of all that, my writing is any good. What am I doing any of this for? The short answer seems to be that I simply don't know how to stop, and I also don't want to stop, or I would. I figure the rest will come on its own time. Anyway, here's an excerpt for today.

Hadan took the arrow back, the shaft already beginning to blacken at Ravenot's touch. "I will not keep thee from thy watch," he said, keenly aware of the sentry's desire to flee. That was good, in its own way. Few were those who ought to linger long beside him, and even they did so at their peril. Hadan looked to Yarrowling, the silent look still so evident in its beseeching that Ravenot could almost hear the plea. The old woman nodded, and Hadan was gone so swiftly he seemed as though he ought to have kicked up dust. "Thanks for bringing that arrow back," Yarrowling said, "those silver tips don't come cheap." She paused then, wrinkled lips puckering as she sucked them in over her gums. "So what's the word, Unmade?" "I will await the dawn here in thy square," Ravenot told her. "I would not cause further unease with my presence here, but I must stay for a time." "I'll have our watch draw lots before I send 'em back to their beds. If one of ours is with you, it'll settle most of the worry what will come of your visit to our town." "For this, I thank you." Ravenot lowered his head. "I won't call you welcome," Yarrowling said, "but I hope you know it ain't personal." "Trouble doth sit astride my very shoulders. I shall fainly bear it elsewhere, should our fortunes prove fair enough." That earned him a taut grimace from Yarrowling, which he took for a semblance of a smile.

Until next time!

Taglist: @rosieartsie @void-botanist @carmillasboywife

As always, let me know if you’d like to join or leave the taglist, and I’ll act accordingly.

[lieslab]

How do you write so much? Your spoiling us 24/7 and I'm thankful for it but how do you find the time? I don't think I know anyone else that is super repetitive and constantly carrying the skz fanfic community on there back. Do your shoulders hurt?

I wouldn't say carrying it on my back is accurate. There are other people who post quite a bit too. I write so much, partly because I enjoy it, but also because it's one of the only things I have that keeps me going. To make a long story short, it makes me happy. If you want the truth, it's so much more than that. Que another ramble because when I get questions like these, I refuse to shut up.

I believe I've talked about it before, spending my high school years doing school at home from online. When you live in an environment full of trauma and you barely have friends, during the time that's supposed to be your most formative years, that does a lot to a person. Growing up, while most people my age were attending high school dances, falling into their first romantic relationships, learning to drive, and so much more, I was at home in my bedroom. When I wasn't doing that, I was parenting my younger sibling. Being a parentified child, it's so difficult to find yourself outside of that.

I've always told myself that I'd be open and honest on this page. I know some people like to create the illusion of perfection. I'm not like that. I feel awful lying and I've always hoped that if people come to my page, through the fanfics, they could take something away from me and my life. Learn to be brave, fight for your peace, and pick your happiness.

I found Skz back in 2022. Back when I was nineteen, I was so lost. I spent my teenage years full of depression and anxiety. I developed horrible social anxiety and couldn't leave my house without a panic attack and tears. I truly believed I was never going to make it to adulthood, but the years kept going and I stayed alive.

Finding a group of people who spent so much time fighting their own demons in the k-pop industry, suffering from mental health issues, trying to find their footing in a world that already had such high expectations and regulations; I clung to them like a light in the dark.

Because if eight people could go through hell, survive it, and come out swinging and paving their own way, I could too. I think I will always have such a soft spot for every member for every reason, but specifically, Chan. Giving up your youth is so hard. Watching your friends leave. Fighting society's standards alone is hell.

I've always loved writing. In my dark days, I turned to writing. I wrote original stories, but they weren't great. I think it was a month after I found Skz, I started writing Taste. That lead to n0 b0dy, n0 crim3, and eventually, I made this Tumblr page. It just kept growing and I kept writing non-stop.

Behind the scenes, I'm still trying to figure out who I am. It's difficult to figure out who you are when your whole identity has been formed around taking care of family. I still live a quiet life in my room, but with hope for the future, I've ventured outside four walls. I've been slowly trying to create the life I've always wanted.

It's terrifying and some days, I freeze up and don't know where to turn. It's not easy and I think deep down, maybe I'll always feel like a scared sixteen year old without a voice. I still parent a kid, but now they're a teenager forging their own path, which makes things a little easier.

With every story, I feel like I learn more about myself. Through writing fanfic, I've healed in a lot of ways, but healing from years of trauma, it's not easy. It's strange growing up in a world when you're separated from your parents. When you don't have the praises and encouragement that a lot of people do, that's difficult.

I'm still fighting for my own peace behind the scenes. Things are so much better than they were years ago, but trying to heal in a place where you were wounded, it's hard. Some days, it feels impossible and when it hurts too much, I open my laptop.

When life becomes too overwhelming and fight or flight kicks in, people cling to whatever they can to survive. Along the way, I stumbled across eight people who are braver together. Through the pain, through the hurt, there are always people rooting for you. People will always root for people.

Through my stories, I've tried to root for people too. Life is difficult and so hard. When your brain feels like it's on fire and you're choking on the fumes of your own trauma and insecurities, it's hard to find a way forward. At my absolute lowest, I turned to stories, fanfiction, and a variety of different kinds of media. I didn't have the energy to write, but I could lay in my bed and read.

Some fics I write to heal parts of me. Some are your requests that probably help heal parts of you. I never want anyone to feel as hopeless and so bleak as I did. I'm sure you all cling to your love of Skz for a variety of reasons. If I can shut off your brains for a few minutes and give you content. If I can indulge you in a story and make you smile or laugh. If I can make you happy for even just two minutes, that can make so much difference in a person's life.

I'm sure some people think it's silly. I don't care. When you're fighting your own brain and dark thoughts, you do what you can to survive. I got better and I'm not perfect, but I'm not drowning anymore. I still struggle with a lot, but I'm healing. I'm planning a future that doesn't consist of so much hurt and trauma.

In the meantime, I have this. I've talked to so many people. I've learned about so many different cultures. It's funny how words can connect people. You might not be able to have the chance to meet the members. Your love for Skz might fade over time. People grow and change. That's just how life goes.

One day, I'm sure this will fade for me too. For now, I'm going to cling to it and keep writing. Keep going and keep growing. Life is difficult, but it's easier to do it together, isn't it? When you realize the people you love have dealt with their own struggles? It makes me feel less alone. Foreign feelings become manageable.

I'm not good at speaking in real life. I'm awkward and struggle to find the words to say. A former therapist once upon a time told me that because I isolated myself away from the world, my feelings and thoughts became internal instead of external. When I write, I feel like I can breathe again.

Because I'm writing for you guys, because I get to help people with my words, I've found what career path I want to follow. In a way, you've all helped me find myself. That's so special to me and no matter where life takes me, I will always be grateful for this little lab.

You've made me feel accepted when I spent so long feeling broken. When my skin felt stretched too tight over my body and I was rotting from the inside out, all I had to do was write something, and hit the post button. It's not great to rely on validation from strangers on the internet, but from someone who rarely received it in real life, you made me feel wanted.

So in a way, I hope along the way, you can learn from me. Learn from my mistakes. Never be afraid to ask. Don't ever let people make you feel foolish for enjoying the things you love. Learn to fall in love with yourself. Leave behind the people that make you feel small. Remind yourself that there are people out there who are always rooting for you. Choose your happiness and always choose your peace over screams and chaos.

You deserve to be loved. You deserve validation and acceptance. You deserve so much and if you're like me, if you didn't get that from the people in your life, I'm so sorry. It's difficult to heal from, but you're not alone, I swear.

The stars will continue to shine. Tomorrow is a new day. The sun will come up and no matter how bad today may get, tomorrow is another day. We will try again and we will continue to try. Pat yourself on the back. Ask for help if you ever need it. Do not ever be afraid to ask questions and lean against people in difficult situations.

If more people could be understanding, empathetic, and understanding, we could conquer so much together.

[sofiawonders]

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰

by @sofiawonders

“I’m seriously going to consider it disappearing—I'm going to build a house deep in the mountains, and you’ll never hear from me again,” I said to my dearest best friend, who has heard me ramble about the same event since Friday instead of working on our assignments… which we’ll get to later.

“I think you’re being dramatic,” I heard her say, sipping on her matcha latte. “What are the odds you’re going to see him again?” She shrugged. “One in ten. You’re never going to bump into him—besides, we live in New York,” she added. “If I can’t bump into Hugh Jackman, why would you bump into charming guy?”

That’s right, we decided to keep the nickname because, well, for obvious reasons—I don’t know the guy’s name, and honestly, I don’t think I want to know it after everything that happened. It’s like one of those sudden flashbacks to an embarrassing moment from when you were younger. Yeah, that’s exactly how this feels. Please, God, let this not be how I meet the love of my life.

“You never know, anything can happen, and I’m really not looking forward to it,” I say, opening my computer to distract myself with the work I’ve been supposed to do for the past hour.

“You never told me what he looks like.”

“Huh?” I glance at her, like I just got caught stealing candy.

“All you said was that he was a charming-looking guy. Was he cute? Handsome? Attractive?” She rests her elbows on the table, looking at me curiously with a big smile, her blonde hair falling down her shoulders. Ay, what a bochinchera.

“Do you really want to know about his appearance?”

“No, I want to know how his ass looks, so I can sculpt it and put it in a museum.” I can hear the sarcasm in her voice, which makes me roll my eyes.

“Tone it down, Jessica. I was just making sure.”

“Come on, woman, I want to know!”

“Jeez!” I chuckle, leaning back in my seat and thinking back to when I first glanced at him in the store. “He’s tall, maybe six feet? Short, messy black hair, like wavy.” I kept going, then switched to the moment when I locked eyes with him as he leaned on my side of the window. It was like time stopped for those few seconds we stared at each other. “He has brown eyes. Not gonna lie, really pretty eyes,” I say, tilting my head. “I don’t want to assume, but he’s some type of Asian.”

There’s a beat of silence, which makes me look up at my blonde-haired, blue-eyed friend.

“Damn, girl, I just wanted to know if he was a hottie, and you gave me a whole book description of him. What’s next? You're gonna describe his tone of voice and how good he smells?” She leans back dramatically, holding her hand to her forehead. “Oh, Jessica, he was so charming, I can’t stop dreaming of him!”

Is she mocking me?

“Say that again, and I swear I’ll scream so loud that you’ll wish you’d slapped my mouth shut.”

She chuckles. “I believe you, but no thanks—hard pass.” She smiles. “Okay, so he’s handsome from what you explained.”

I just nod.

“Asian, wavy hair, tall, and attractive,” she says, nodding approvingly.

“We gotta find this guy.” 

I scoff. “No, we don’t.”

“You’re boring.”

“You’re annoying.”

“You’re a hopeless romantic.”

“Loud and proud.”

After our little banter, we decided to actually invest our time in our worlds, setting aside my own life situation, which didn't seem to matter anymore. What happens, happens, and I can’t do anything about it. Yes, I lock myself in my room when we get home and watch How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, eating my remaining strawberries while kicking my feet, remembering the embarrassment. But at the same time, my heart races, thinking about how stupidly attractive he looked leaning at my window.

And let me not forget his comment: "But you are beautiful, so don't hide." Was he trying to make me feel better, or did he actually mean it?I guess I'll never know.

Luckily we got our assignments done and we were free of assignments for now. We decided to pack up early to then start walking to our afternoon class. We heard from our classmates that it was gonna be packed today since apparently we have two classes coming together. 

While walking I always like to look around and notice small things or mostly to see if I can catch lovebirds. Last week I was able to catch a proposal which was beautiful, but I wasn't able to see it completely but I could tell that the future bride was beaming with excitement. Today there wasn't much like that but there were couples walking around happily and chatting

“When will it be me?” I mumble to myself.

“When will it be what, Moni?” Jessica asks, sounding confused.

“Oh—uh, when will I be able to, uh, eat piragua?” Great, Monica, that sounded more like a question than I meant it to.

“Pi-raah yua?” she tries, making me laugh.

“Pi-ra-gu-a,” I correct her with a grin. “It’s ice with flavor. It’s really popular on my island, especially on super hot days.”

She nods thoughtfully. “I’ll add that to Monica’s Spanish vocab.”

I smile then thinking of something before entering the doors of the small auditorium  

“Wanna know what else he said?” I ask, looking at her as I grab the door handle.

“What?” she asks, intrigued.

“He said... ‘You’re beautiful.’”

I open the door, and we’re immediately greeted by the noise of both classes merging. Wow, this place is packed with students.

“HE SAID WHAT?!” I hear her yell, and I quickly spin around, covering her mouth with my hand.

“¡Shhh! Dios mío!” I yell back in spanish

The noise around us immediately quiets down, drawing attention. I laugh nervously in embarrassment.

“Ah, you see, she’s just… really excited to see so many people in class today, and she couldn’t help herself—had to let it out.” I explain, gesturing with my hands before clasping them together and nodding.

I pull her to some empty seats in the back. “Please, continue with the talking,” I say, flashing a nervous smile.

Everyone went back to chatting as they had before, but for some reason, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being stared at. I glanced around the room, but no one seemed to be looking our way. I shrugged it off and returned to talking with Jessica, making the most of the last few minutes before the professor arrived.

Once the professors arrived, we were told that our first semester assignment would involve collaborating with the architecture department—specifically with interior architects. According to Professor McCallister, who is part of the architecture department’s tech team, interior architecture is a blend of interior design and traditional architecture used to create building designs. The goal is for us to collaborate so we can learn from both disciplines and gain a deeper understanding of their purpose.

“You will all be paired up in groups of two, then come up with a building design of your choice to present to the class in four weeks,” Professor Smith said with a bright smile. He’s an amazing professor, and I’m lucky to have him this semester.

“Guess we can work together,” Jessica whispered, bumping her shoulder against mine.

“Yes, ma’am,” I started, smiling back.

“Your partner is not to be from your major, and we get to pick who it will be,” the professor announced, and a crowd of loud, disappointed groans filled the small auditorium.

“Spoke too soon,” Jessica and I muttered in unison.

“It’ll be fun,” I tried to say, though my voice lacked confidence.

“We’ll see,” she replied.

The professors were prepared with a bingo ball cage filled with small plastic balls, each containing a name, divided by class. A sense of unease washed over me again, the same way it had at the store parking lot a few days ago. Back then, it had been the “charming guy” incident, but today—today, it was class. I tried to brush it off, but something told me I wasn’t going to get paired with anyone I knew. It felt completely normal, but I couldn’t shake the nervous feeling.

A few names were called already, and my dread only deepened. It was as if I was waiting for my name to be called for the Hunger Games.

“Monica Rivera.”

I froze for a moment, my breath catching in my throat. But I quickly stood up and made my way down to the front to grab the assignment instructions and meet my new partner for the next four weeks. This would be fun, right? What’s the worst that could happen?

“Tadashi Yoshida.”

Professor McCallister’s voice rang out, and from the back row, across the aisle from me, a guy stood up and walked toward us. As he got closer, I couldn’t help but frown slightly, tilting my head as if I recognized him. He was tall—maybe six feet?—with short, messy black hair, wavy in texture. The conversation with Jessica came rushing back to me. No... could it be?

Then, as he stood directly in front of me, I recognized those eyes. I’d seen them before.

“Monica, right?” He smiled, extending his hand. “Nice to see you again.”

Oh. Fuck. Puñeta.

“Oh—hi!” Was I flustered? YES. WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?! IT’S NEW YORK! I should not be running into you! “Nice to, uh, see you again,” I stammered, chuckling nervously as I shook his hand. Wow, his hands are so soft... Not the time, Monica!

I quickly turned to look at Jessica. Could this possibly get any worse?

[reikunrei]

Sorry, but how would it be a disservice to Will’s character for him to have powers?

i have to spend some time articulating my thoughts about this better, and i am currently planning on watching the show again to do some proper analyzing about the details of it and whatnot

HOWEVER the long and the short of it, imo, when it comes to my opinion on powers being a "disservice" to his character, i instantly think of how he, at his core, is a purely nonviolent character. that's something i think most people agree on, and this is shown by the way he always runs, hides, or deescalates a situation rather than choosing to fight (i'd argue that the closest we get to him "fighting" is when he tells the shadow/mf to "go away" but, obviously, that didn't work)

when we see powers in the show, they are, first and foremost, presented as a weapon. now, i don't think that the powers themselves are inherently meant to be a weapon, that's just how they're "useful" to Brenner and hnl/that's how El uses them to keep herself and her friends safe, so that's the lens we've most commonly seen them through

could Will have powers that aren't weapon-based/similar to how we see them presented in the show? absolutely! and i should say that i'm not against Will having powers. there's a lot of evidence that potentially points to him having powers that's impossible to ignore, and, done right and done well, i think it would be super cool (i even have a lot of thoughts about that opening s1 dnd session where he's choosing between casting protection or fireball, and how, rather than his powers being something he could wield, like a fireball to cause damage, he has something more akin to a "shielding" ability)

however, and i guess i could have made this more clear but also it was just a stupid jokey post so why should i have made it into an essay, i suppose that i often jump to "i don't think will should have powers" because the fandom likes to give Will powers like El or One, in which he can throw things around, or make him control the shadow/mf, or has some sort of ability that he can use against the shadow and essentially winds up putting a weapon in his hand, and i think that's stupid

as i said at the top, we're shown time and again that Will is a nonviolent character. in the s1 shed scene, he has the gun in his hand, ready and loaded, and he can't pull the trigger. i'm even tempted by the idea of him having/gaining powers, only to refuse to use them at all, but that's just me having fun speculating. because we're shown that, even when he has the resources and capability to do something, he can't bring himself to actually do it

another big factor for me is that this kid has been through hell and back several times over. he's Seen Some Shit. and yet, he remains the sweet, kind, quiet, sensitive kid we were told he was at the very start of the show. he very well could have become hardened and cold and jaded, but that didn't happen (mostly by virtue of having as excellent a support network he could have asked for)

and i have a lot of thoughts on this specifically in how it ties in with Henry being the sort of "blueprint" character for El and Will, but i can't quite articulate my thoughts on it at the moment in a way that won't seem ramble-y and weird and all over the place, so i'll save that for another time. but it's something about his experiences changing him, and how Will is shown to have not changed after his experiences in the UD and his experiences with the shadow in s2, and he continues to not change and that's always framed as a good thing/most everyone can agree that him becoming a "hardened badass" would be a bad turn for his character and wouldn't make sense

so, just based on how i've seen people talk about his powers in the fandom, and how he'd basically be wielding this big powerful weapon to beat Vecna once and for all... it feels weird

but i guess i'll just stop myself here otherwise this answer will become way too long when i meant to keep it short!! oops sorry!! i have a lot of other thoughts about how this sort of thing ties in to his relationship with Mike, how any sort of "arc" he has involving powers is/was already covered by El, and how i feel like his purpose as a character in the grand scheme of things is to remain as he is, "unchanged" (tho like. obviously he is changed by his hardships. the trauma he has is No Joke, but you get what i mean) by any hardships, and to be an example of someone who can defeat evil without needing to be hugely overpowered

[currentlyfckingurmom]

Her Song part 14

"Syd? Babe, I'm home," I call out as I enter the apartment.

"Hey, Y/N. She's asleep in her room."

"Headache?" I ask. Ash nods and I sigh. "Thank you for picking her up from school."

"Don't mention it. How'd it go?"

"Well, we talked, we fought, and then we almost kissed but I told her I can't kiss her if she has a boyfriend," I recap glumly.

"Good for you. But also, you should've just kissed her."

"Ash," I whine. "You're not making me feel any better about this whole situation."

"Right, sorry. What do you need?"

"A nap. And whiskey."

"Okay, that's easy enough. There's Crown in the cupboard. Pour yourself a glass. I'm gonna go. I love you," she says, grabbing her jacket and keys.

"I love you, Ash. Thank you."

"You're welcome, bitch," she winks, closing the door behind her. I pour a glass of Crown and quickly down it before setting the glass in the sink.

I change into shorts and a hoodie and tiptoe to Syd's room. I sigh when I see her curled up in a ball under the covers, a wet washcloth resting on her forehead. I grab the washcloth and change it out for a new one, then slide into bed next to her. I listen to her steady deep breaths to assure myself that everything is fine. I have my little girl, and everything is fine.

~

By the time I wake up, it's dark in the apartment and quiet in the city. Well, as quiet as a city gets. Syd is still asleep, so I check her temperature before leaving the room.

Turning on a lamp so I can see, I find my phone on the counter and check the time. It's almost three in the morning and I have a text from Florence.

Can we do something tomorrow? Just as friends. Syd should come too. I just want to see you.

My heart melts a little at her text and a small smile graces my face. I don't know if it's the best idea to keep hanging out with her, but I just want to spend time together. We can stick to being friends, right? We're not doing anything wrong.

Me: Sorry, I fell asleep and didn't see your text. That sounds great. Syd and I were gonna go to the museum tomorrow, if you wanna join?

She answers almost immediately, and I briefly wonder why she's awake so late. But, then again, I'm awake too.

Florence: I'd really like that. Where should we meet? Me: the shop at 10? It's a short walk from there. Florence: I'll see you at 10 ;)

A wink? Why is she winking at me? Don't wink at me, we're just hanging out. As friends. With a child present. Don't wink at me.

I begin typing out a message to the group chat, but then remember what time it is and decide against it. I don't think Scarlett and Lizzie would be pleased if I texted them at three in the morning.

~

"Syd, honey, get up. We're going to the museum with Florence."

She mumbles something incomprehensible and I shake her again. "I'll make you whatever you want for breakfast."

"Not hungry."

"Please?"

She hesitates before opening one eye. "Even crepes?"

"Fine, yes. I will make you crepes," I agree.

"Okay then," she says happily, jumping out of bed.

"Unbelievable," I mutter as she skips into the kitchen, wide awake.

I force her to go get ready while I cook, effectively destroying the kitchen as I do so. There are dishes and batter everywhere, but I finish plating some crepes just as Syd comes back into the kitchen.

"Can we go to the park too? And get ice cream? I wanna show Florence the fishies in the pond under the bridge," Syd rambles as we eat.

"Only if Florence wants to. She might have other things to do today, remember. I take it you're feeling better?"

She nods, her mouth full. "'M not sick anymore, Momma."

"Good. Let me know if you don't feel good, okay?"

It takes a miracle, but we make it out of the apartment and to the shop in time. We sit inside while we wait, since we got here a few minutes early. "Hi Florence!" Syd yells, hopping off the countertop. I turn, watching with a smile as they hug and Syd begins gushing about ice cream and the museum and the park.

"I'd love to get ice cream with you, Syd. We can spend as long as you want together," Florence says, although I think she's partially directing it at me. "Are you ready to go?" she asks me, looking up through her lashes from where she crouches on the ground next to Syd.

"Yeah, let's go."

"I'll lead the way," Syd declares, marching out of the shop. Offering my hand to help Florence stand up, we quickly follow after her.

The little demon child bounds ahead while we hang behind, walking next to each other. I can tell that neither of us quite know what to say.

"So do I get to know why Wanda, Natasha, and Yelena are in a movie together?" I break the silence. I've been wondering what they're filming this whole time.

"I can't tell you that! Have you not heard about the Marvel snipers?!" she exclaims.

"Oh, right right, my bad. Wouldn't want you getting taken out," I play along.

"I'm not sure I believe you."

"Oh really? I don't let just anyone come to the museum with me, Miss Pugh."

"Well then I'm glad I made the cut."

[gren-arlio]

Are all of these gonna be character specialized? Maybe, not sure myself.

Welcome to Episode 6 of (Tottemo) Waku Puyo Extras. (Feat. A lot of Kikimora.)

(Yeah, this time it's not from the Waku Puyo Manga, but from the Totally Puyo Puyo Manga. Or the Tottemo Puyo Puyo Manga, either name works. I swear the Waku in the title is losing more relevance as time goes on.)

Hello, one and all, it's that guy who translates a niche video game here again, and welcome to Part 6 of (Waku) Puyo Extras, the filler section where I ramble about something Puyo related and give some old evidence to back it up. I know I'm a little late, but hey, that's high school for ya.

If you've been keeping up with this filler show of mine, you know that I typically post about a character, have a small video to translate, and...idk something wacky. And today, you'd be a little mistaken. Unfortunately, due to time restraints, I wasn't able to really...do a short video. My apologies. I did say that my schedule would be really messed up due to school, and now I'm finally feeling the effects.

To make up for it, this'll what we cover today:

Some stuff about Kikimora because why not, she's been in so many videos and episodes that she deserves it. I'll speak about things like her origin, Waku Puyo Dungeon: The Video Game, and the Waku Puyo Manga.

Talking about a Disc System Game. At least the one that has Kikimora.

Talk a bit about the Tottemo Puyo Puyo Manga. The thing itself mostly shows odd Puyo SUN characters, so people like Lagnus are there.

From now on, expect a lot more inconsistent posting. Obviously I'll post still, just...not as often. Hope you understand.

With those precautions and tales told, hope you enjoy.

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Ah, Kikimora Lore.

You don't exactly expect a lot from this character, and frankly, I don't blame you, but I'm here today to speak about our (probably not) favorite maid in Puyo, Kikimora. If you've seen my posts, you noticed that she appears quite often in translations and random stuff in general, even though she's usually a minor NPC. Won't be covering every game she's in, but I'll mention a couple.

So, what're her origins?

Well, it's not SUN, actually. Surprisingly, it's Madou Monogatari: Michikusa Ibun, released in 1994. Here...she's just kinda an enemy. Nothing more, nothing less. Quite a simple introduction.

Now, we reach the introduction that most people know her for, Puyo Puyo SUN, which was released in 1996. Here, you meet her in Arle's storyline, where she's just cleaning, as per usual. Why outside is anyone's guess, but after seeing Arle walk along the sidewalk, she legitimately sweeps her off the ground, and then runs around with her, who's in shock. I mean, I'd be shocked too.

So, 2 introductions in and she's put...nothing special in these, to be frank. Maybe she really isn't that gre-

Holy shit I'm actually speaking about Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Dungeon again.

As the local Waku Puyo guy, fortunately and also unfortunately, there's...actually a good bit to speak about with her, which is fairly surprising.

First, she's in every single route, and you don't exactly fight her. She's an usher who helps guide people around the area and tell them what to do and where to go. Here... she actually does have a good amount of character compared to back then.

(Image of her and the entire map of the game, featured in the games manual.)

Here, she partially retains her cleanliness personality, but she's now awfully kind about it, I'd assume it'd be for professional purposes but still, power to her. She isn't as...angry, as her past self, (I'd count Puyo-N because she did get really upset that Arle called her old.) and even in the Waku Puyo Manga, she's still very much kind to Rulue when she runs into her, merely giving directions of where she saw Satan.

And back to the game itself, she's a little more than just happy and angry, she thankfully unlocked more of the personality skill tree and got the ability to be sad as well. Throughout Schezo's storyline, there's moments in times he calls Kiki useless for not being able to help her, and as anyone would, gets really sad about hearing that, and in some situations, starts to cry, causing Schezo to apologize. It's fairly interesting how they basically gave a character with little screentime back then not only the screentime she got, but to expand on it to feel multilayered as well? Nothing short of impressive.

The final game I wish to cover is a bit of a niche one; Kikimora's Clean-Up.

Usually with Disc System games, there's a good bit to talk about, but unfortunately, this ain't one of the games. The game stars Kikimora, and your goal is to...clean the floors. Simple enough, while having a Pac-Man like feel to it.

There's several floors and the goal is to get all the green, icky stuff out while avoiding enemies. You can launch your broom at them, taking them out, but you won't be able to clean until you get the broom again. Getting hit makes you lose 30 seconds, lose all your time, you lose a life, and if no lives, game over. It's actually more difficult than it seems.

Finally, after a lot of floors and possibly dying, you finally face the final boss of this game: Black Kikimora, who makes the floor dirty.

After beating her, congrats, you've beaten the one game Kikimora is the protagonist in. Give yourself a pat on the back and maybe some lunch.

Unfortunately this game doesn't have much in terms of lore, but it's an enjoyable game nevertheless. Here's a link of some gameplay.

Now how about the Tottemo Puyo Puyo Manga? What is it?

I'm glad you asked. To compensate for being unable to publish a video for y'all, I decided to speak a little bit about this goofy manga. So what's it about?

Unlike the world of Waku Puyo, this doesn't have a full storyline but rather sporadic storylines that have absolutely nothing to do with each other. They're purely on the comedic side. As well, the designs that were chosen, along with the artstyle itself, are based on Puyo SUN, what with how the characters' designs are drawn most notably Arle, Schezo, and Lagnus.

Since the storylines don't connect and are all separate, characters can pop in and out like nothing ever happened, or just...randomly waltz up like Lagnus himself did. (Which I cannot show because 10 image limit.)

Here, featured is Kikimora getting an injury from making a mistake, and Arle heals her before telling to take a break for half the day, SHOCKING Kiki. She starts saying how some areas aren't clean, and Arle volunteers to help, which makes Kiki beyond happy, and leads to us getting Arle in a maid suit trying her best to clean.

Unfortunately, due to that said 10 image limit, I cannot post a lot at once. (Wish it was like 15 instead,) but honestly, I'd recommend it. While you might not understand what's properly going on, (Believe me, I'm there to a point.) the visuals themselves kinda make up for it, and hey, if you do translate them, there's a 90% chance there's an incredibly silly and funny story to go along with it, like Schezo somehow making an amusement park. (My favorite Foreshadowing; The ones in gag mangas.) I'll post a link of some of the books here.

Hopefully this'll suffice. Again, my apologies for not really posting a video, I'll have one done sooner or later (aka about 2 weeks.)

Here's the final 2 images I've been saving up.

(Minor context: Kikimora kinda lured Arle into a job before surprising her with a party.)

With this, that'll be all this time.

See you next time.

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

hello!! may i please be shipped? preferably the outsiders, but i also know/like hazbin and atla if you think i'd work better with someone there. also, is it possible to give too much information? i feel like i rambled bad while also giving you nothing, so sorry!!

i'm genderqueer (they/them), but generally really feminine in body and fashion. i'd consider myself queer, *heavy* preference towards men and i'm on the aroace-spectrum (grayromantic and sex-neutral, i just need extra communication mostly).

fairly short, standing at 5' 2" without shoes but i wear a lot of platforms. usually i'm 5' 6" in public, haha. my eyes are a really soft brown, and i have a fairly round face. my hair is brown, but that kind of ashy brown that people who were blonde in childhood get. if the light hits it right and i get enough sun, it still gets goldish. i use to have a wolfcut/shaggy mullet but it's grown out a bit so now it's just awkwardly choppy and hits my collarbone. hopefully i'll be motivated to cut it soon, but depression has struck, so... anyway, i'm fairly thin and petite, nice hips but pretty generally average. conventionally attractive in a "plain" way if i cared to shave everything and play with makeup, but usually i don't because i'm totally cool with being attractive in less conventional ways. on most days, i wear leggings and either sweaters or crop tops depending on the weather. i've had mad body issues my whole life and am just starting to get properly comfy with my relationship with food.

i'm an *extreme* introvert. not into people at all, usually. i keep a very small circle, the people that i like are everything to me. when i do like someone, though, i'm extremely affectionate, even platonically. i'm also autistic, i tend to ramble and infodump for hours and i am extremely hostile about changes. like, i get angry meltdowns. usually i'm good about communicating when i need to step away and you won't see me go beyond irritable and quietly fuming, but push me and ignore my warnings and things will be thrown and i probably won't be the only one in tears when we're done. i get mean when cornered. something i work on and there are multiple verbal warnings before i get there, but it's how big stress hits me. i have a really sarcastic, dry humor. a lot of people have told me that i come off as really rude and cold at first, but i'm really just quiet and focused and when you get past that i'm good. i have high expectations for myself and others, *mostly* myself. i'm hardworking when i am working for others, but when it's for myself i just don't have the energy. i'm really socially awkward, i don't really understand friendship and am always genuinely taken aback when people call me their friend. i've been called extremely logical, which i find odd since i'm so sensitive and emotional. though i guess people mean i can logically and clearly think things out even in the middle of being very emotional, which is accurate. usually, i'm very much just happy to be here. like, i genuinely don't have opinions on dinner or activities or whatever, i'm just happy to do something. unless there are plans being actively broken by it, i am super go-with-the-flow... which means i avoid plans like the plague so that i can stay that way.

my main interests are the death industry, food, history, and kink. sex work and kink, and death are my special interests, and i will talk about both at great length and utter random. i want to learn to pole dance, but there are no classes near me and i dont drive. also, i'm personally athiest, but i find theology so cool due to my love of death. what happens when you die, you know? i'm more into the funeral side of things, though. i adore cats, spiders, skunks, and bats. currently, i have 2 cats. they are my babies and i would kill and die for them. rain is the superior weather, i love going on walks during storms and sitting outside in the rain. i like most history, but i especially love 1950s-80s and the loose medieval/renaissance era type of fantasy settings. which is fantasy, but i'm considering it history because of how much history research i do to daydream about it, haha. the renfair is something i look forward to every year, it's my very favorite place.

my hobbies include drawing (but i almost never do... dang depression), hiking, cooking, playing checkers and pool (only games i don't suck at--), and researching my interests. i watch an ungodly amount of video essays, tbh. my search history could probably churn stomachs based on the rabbitholes my special interests take me down, and how often i've been uelled at for sharing fun facts. in theory, i'd like sewing, reading, and gaming. for reading and games, i get too overwhelmed and stick to audio books and watching let's plays. sewing i get mad at, i love it when i can force myself to do something simple but i try to get ambitious and i get frustrated and drop it for a year.

i smoke/vape socially and drink occasionally. i cut my own hair (poorly) because i refuse to spend money on something i can do myself and i don't really care if it turns out janky. i don't drive because it's too overwhelming and i will stress myself into a delusional state, i don't think i'll ever get a license. big time caffeine addict, i will throw up and pass out over it.

i try to give off ghibli, grandparentcore, cozy vibes. i say as i give you all of my angry, gnarly, nasty traits, haha.

Your Outsiders Ship: Sodapop Curtis!

Explanation: starting off with looks, I think that he would love you from your soft round face to the fact that you looks so unique and your style and gender identity I just think that he would love that he would eat it up because he’s also the most feminine greaser for a guy and I don’t know. I just think that he would love the way that you dress and he would also like that you’re short he would definitely tease you a lot about being short like whether that means lifting you up to show how small you are doing other things like that he would he would do It. He thinks you’re absolutely stunning and really loves your hair and how awkwardly choppy it is. I just think that he thinks it makes you more unique and he doesn’t mind that you don’t shave or wear it make up. He just thinks that it’s one more thing that makes you really Pretty. Also, he would be very supportive of eating disorder recovery. I feel like he’s the type of God to consistently check in with you and make sure that you’re eating all right and would definitely make specific foods for you. He would also constantly buy you food that you like, working extra shifts at his job in order to make sure that he can make a special meal for you. I personally think that your dynamic would be extremely cute because he’s the opposite of you where he’s a very much social butterfly. I definitely think that Steve is his close friend, but he is a lot of friends around like he’s the type of person that could go into town and see at least 20 different people that he knows and he’ll like wave to them and you’ll be like who’s that and he’ll go into like a short story of how he knows that person he’s definitely that type of person and I just think that you guys could maybe help each other like you could help him with his people pleasing tendencies and he can maybe help you Step out of your inner circle a little bit to expose yourself to more people. (Not violating any social break boundaries ofc) he loves how affectionate you are and I definitely think that he would be one of the only people that would be able to calm me down whenever you’re having an angry meltdown like I think he would be very supportive and he’s extremely optimistic, so I feel like he wouldn’t get back at you and he would be one of the best people to have around for it. He will never push you or ignore your warnings. That’s another thing. He’s amazing at respecting boundaries and I feel like if you let him know about something he would definitely stop. He’s also pretty hard-working and even though you might come across his little bit cold at first, I think he’s definitely the type of person that would try to break the ice and joke around with you at least until you like him because like I said this dude has people pleasing tendencies and if he thinks you don’t like him, he will put a lot of his energy into trying to get you to like him so yeah I mean that’s personally how I view soda. But I feel like that’s one of the reasons that he’s kind of able to break past that layer. He would find many of your interests fascinating and if you went to a long ramble about him, I’m sure he would listen to every word and then I feel like he’s the type of person to try and bring it up with his brother at dinner and if it’s something particularly like gruesome or gross, they definitely have to shut him up because he still trying to talk about what you told him earlier earlier that day. I think you guys have really deep late night conversations about what happens when you die or things like that and I feel like he would have like the craziest most specific theory ever if you’ve ever seen the good place then you’ll know this reference, but there’s that one guy that like guesses a lot of what’s happens when you die in the good place universe and then he’s like famous in the good place and I feel like that would be soda pop Curtis. he would also get along really well with your cats even though he’s definitely more of a dog person and probably prefers them. I feel like he just loves pets in general would get along with your cats

And cuddle them with you. He would love going on hikes with you, and I think he would also adore that you draw, and if you ever drew something of him or inspired by him, he would cherish it forever and just be so in love with it. Also, you should do your make up on him. I think he would love that if you did eyeliner on him I just think he would look so good in it and I think that he would I don’t know just rock it. In Canon, you should never bring this man into a kitchen, and I stand by that it will just end up being a flower fight or something like that you will not get anything done and whatever you’re trying to make will have massive amount of food coloring. He doesn’t really like reading himself, but if you ever listen to an audiobook around him or read to him, I think he’d love it. Also, he loves your special interest already mentioned, but I feel like he would be interested in those topics as well. You might have to break some things down for him but once he gets it, I feel like he would put in an effort to talk about it with you. I feel like he would try to get you to not smoke or drink as much and if you were with him, I feel like you wouldn’t you wouldn’t do any of that stuff as much as usual. Anyway, I actually really ship you guys and I tried to make this long and worthy of all the information you got me so 💚💚💚 I also apologize for the wait

[jimimn]

I'll try to keep this short ❤️ I love this album so much 🥺 And I think I told you that Alone would destroy me and it really did... And it's also my favorite from the album. I can't really explain what I feel when I listen to it, but I always have this tightness in my chest. I had it when I first listened to it and I had a feeling the lyrics would make me cry and they did. It really brings me back to my quarantine days... and not to the better ones. It really has that choking, depressing feeling that quarantine had. I really love his singing in the song too 🥺 He sounds amazing, so gentle, so soft, and yet very strong (I'm literally contradicting myself but anyway)

I really liked Like Crazy too. The mv was amazing, and I read so many theories. Most of them were kinda the same, you know with the woman also representing him. Both the English and Korean versions were done so well 🥺 interlude: dive ❤️ his introduction from the busan concert❤️ oh, and the transition between the songs? Him having a drink at the end of dive, and then like crazy having this "being intoxicated in a club" vibe, and alone starting with an alarm clock... I'm obsessed with this. Also I'm SO SAD letter is only on CD 😭😭 Like I understand why, but Jimin 😭 It's my second favorite from the album, and after listening and crying to Alone, I cried to Letter too 💔 The parallels with blue & grey 😭 Shivi, the urge to get a lyric tattoo from alone or letter 😭

Also I still don't know if he's singing "please me" during Like Crazy and we will never know and it will bother me forever 😂 But anyway. He did such an amazing job, I'm so happy he could finally release this album. And I'm so happy he said he got to overcome and heal from these feelings.

Ps. Let Jimin curse on TV okay thanks that's all ❤️ -🦋

putting it under read more bc i rambled lol <3

i love it so much too 🥺 oh and same, alone took me back to my own quarantine days 😭 i was stuck at a relative's place for three months and my aunt wasn't very good to me. i used to cry alone a lot and that was when i had found bangtan :( they really saved me :( and alone took me back to all of those feelings i went through back then before I found bangtan 😭 everyone's stories are so different but im sure so many people related to alone 🥺 (and no i get what you mean by gentle and soft yet so strong, and i agree) i absolutely LOVED face off too. his voice in face off his so addicting and those high notes damn 😭

and like crazy is a fckin bop ✋🏼 RIIIIGHHTTTT i loved the mv too the colours in the mv .. *chef's kiss* (this is me speaking from a gifmaker perspective btw, i thought the mv would be impossible to colour properly but I had so much fun colouring it and I was satisfied w the results gdhfhdjhfdj ANYWAY thats not the point fghdjfhj) AND PLS TEH THEORIES. SO GENIUS. AND THEY MAKE COMPLETE SENSE TOO. yes yes yes you're so right the transition and connection between the songs truly genius 😭😭😭😭 ALSO LETTER!!!!!!!! YES !!!!!!!!!!!!! im obsessed please it is SUCHHHHH a beautiful song 😭😭😭😭 i cried to letter too 😭 its my new song that i fall asleep to 😭 it was with you before this hdjhfjd. its so beautiful and jikook's voices go so well together and they sound so beautiful 😭 and god it being a hidden track and starting at 6:13 of like crazy english version on the cd just .. it just feels sooooo personal and full of love 😭😭😭 i really wish it was on spotify too but I downloaded the song and added it to my playlists through local files thing on spotify 💖 omgomgomg anon you should definitely get the tattoo!!!! <333

i will believe it is "please me" and run with it 🧘🏼‍♀️ and me too 🥺 the album is so so good im so proud of him 🥺 right, im happy this album helped him to let go of those feelings 🥺

pls you know when they reviewed face off alone and like crazy three days ago and said face off wasn't eligible (?) i thought they totally dropped smf from music shows bc 1. they didn't review it along w the other songs 2. and i thought maybe they didn't review it bc it was already known that it has cussing and i got SO SAD that they wouldn't perform smf 😭 and i was confused too bc bighit did say in the notices that he would perform the prerelease track and the main track. but i was relieved yesterday when they said he performed smf 😌 anywayfddh im dumb. i can't wait to see the performances heheh <33