#i'm sorry to anybody whose hopes i got up

[godslush]

Freaky creature-face Jupiter ink with no pencil sketch, bonus rare traditional color (albeit quick)

One of my biggest retroactive regrets with my comic was adhering too close to the Gigamix style's 'mask' interpretation, and then putting a 'cute' face under it (even though it has significant and slightly depressing backstory/narrative implications that I may never get around to utilizing...)

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

WAIT, idea time, what if everyone did th heare put cake challenge, that would be extremely funny

The Arcana HCs: The "Hear Me Out" Cake

~ inspired by you, anon friend, and written for @vesuviaweekly's prompt "spilling tea". Hope you enjoy the messy crackfic friend! ~

Julian

Puts you on the cake with 0 shame, promptly gets sprayed in the face by Portia because "that's not a 'hear me out' answer"

Did bring a stick with Asra's face on it. Ditched it on second thought before putting it on the cake

Did bring sticks with Muriel, Nadia, and Lucio on them and place them on the cake. Muriel refused to sit next to him afterwards. The whole group stared at him in disbelief when he revealed Lucio's face. Nadia said she was better than a "hear me out"

Julian's last faces were Nazali and Barth. It was increasingly clear by the end that he didn't fully understand the concept of a "hear me out" cake and that he had just gone with all the people he knew and found somewhat attractive

Asra

Half of the items they place on the cake aren't images, they're items representing concepts/beings with no faces

Most notable was a small slip with the words "The Patriarchy" on it. When pressed for an explanation, he explains that he "always has time to f*** the patriarchy." Portia is impressed

Others include all kinds of political and social norms they just wanted an excuse to make sassy, cutting remarks about

The other half of his items are intelligent beings whose existence were either rumored or up to debate entirely

This includes merpeople, goblins, dragons, spirits, and of course, several patrons including The Magician themself. You don't know how they feel about that one but Asra claims to have told them

Nadia

Doesn't have a lot of "hear me out"s to contribute, mainly because she got into her own head about listing anybody she might have a power dynamic over as the Countess

Does list Selasi and refuses to elaborate, regardless of how many comments everyone has to make on that one

Also not totally sure how the concept of a "hear me out" cake works, so most of her items aren't people - they're situations

Specifically intimate situations

Cue everyone in the room turning more and more red as she graphically describes every creative scene she could think of

Lucio's jaw drops further the longer she speaks and complains at one point about not getting any of this when they were married

Muriel

Didn't have any "hear me out"s so he brought a list of "I will not hear this out"s instead

It starts with obvious categories, at first - animals, anything or anyone unable to fully consent, family members -

And then continues with oddly specific descriptions clearly aimed at all the other people in the room. Exes, age gaps, reckless marriages to leave family/gain more power, transactional situationships to enable concerning behavior, saying "I love you" on the first date, saying "oopsie" instead of "I'm sorry" ...

His final item is a quickly-done (read: stick figure) doodle of himself with a big red X over it, which he makes on the fly after seeing his own face added to the cake

Portia

The whole thing was her idea and she is way too excited/invested in seeing what everybody brings

Has equipped herself with a little spray bottle that she uses on anybody whose answers are not satisfactory to her

Talks up her own items only for most of them to be fictional characters that nobody else in the group has heard of. Cue frantic lore dumping as she explains 1) why this character is usually considered a bad choice and 2) why she'd do them anyways

Is the person who made and brought the cake and gets particular (with Julian specifically) about adding items without ruining it

Adds Valerius, acts surprised when Lucio mentions sleeping with him, and uses it as an opening to interrogate him for juicy details

Lucio

Proudly adds all his exes to the cake and then all of the members of your group. Promptly gets into a loud back-and-forth with Portia while Nadia looks disapproving and Asra looks disgusted. Julian is too surprised to comment. Muriel begins work on his final item

Continues to add controversial figures to the cake, including all of the courtiers, the Devil, and his rendition of the slimy worm horrors known to lurk around Vlastomil's estate

Clearly enjoys every shocked/outraged/concerned reaction way more than he should because he's getting so much attention

Does go out of his way at the end of the gathering to clearly established that the vast majority of his items were jokes

Asks to cut the cake afterwards so he can secure a huge piece

[damnfeelings09]

Animals - Shadow's version

A.N: hey! I'm off to vacation for 5 days so I'm giving you two chapters, I already know how this au is going to end and I'm hoping I can come back to the regular one shots after that, also anybody here likes Leon Kennedy? My man fine and I've been thinkging about adding some storyes tho Shadow is still my main man. RED for stalker, GREEN for you.

Special mention to @animegoddess15 hope you like it! Remember to always check you locked your door twice.

Ever since then, not a single day went by that you don't get a text with those same two words. Every once in a while, a picture of you would be attached to the message praising how beautiful you were, saying all the dirty things he'll do to you. Fear took the better of you, you could no longer walk without looking back every 10 seconds, afraid to close the doors, and to walk home alone. Paranoia had become a shadow over your shoulders.

Pretending that everything was fine had always been your superpower, but between the messages, the school pressure, pretending that Shadow was something more than your classmate and the constant fights with Mailo caused by that, the exhaustion was getting the better of you and it was noticeable in the way you kept frowning, the constant zoone outs during class, the lack of participation. The stiffness in your shoulders and neck was killing you slowly.

“Wow bunny, it wouldn't hurt to relax” His hands gently caressed your skin, massaging your muscles trying to relieve the tension, while you kept your attention fixed on the Surgery questionnaire.

“Get your fucking paws out of her” hissed Mailo. He didn't understand why Shadow was always with you now, he wasn't your friend, he was a bully and had been for a long time. Why would you let him be with you? Why were you so close to him lately? Why would you let him touch you? Why would you want to stain your smooth, pure skin with the filthy paws of an animal? Mailo was annoyed and Shadow was enjoying it, you could tell by the way he nuzzled your neck and pulled his chest a little closer to your back until you were fully lying on top of him. “Are you deaf of something? I said don’t touch her”

“Sorry, too busy pleasing my girl”. - pronounced Shadow with a cocky grin on his face.

“Your girl?” the tension palpable between them both, good thing you were too focused or you'd have noticed the threat in his tone as his eye twitched.

She's mine

“Like I said my gi-“

“Would you please stop! I'm trying to concentrate” you said cutting him off as you got up from your place and put your stuff in your backpack. The noise in your head was already enough for you to have to put up with their egos fighting. “If you want to play whose dick is bigger that's fine, just leave me out of it.”

They both looked at you in shock as you walked to your Surgery class, praying that the little time you had to go over the questions would be enough to remember everything and pass the midterm exam.

“Mine's bigger” Shadow said as if it was nothing.

They both ran after you, Shadow reaching you first placing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him. Mailo just watched you, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. It was hard enough for him to stifle his feelings, now seeing you with a freak as he called em was unbearable. His blood boiled at how you didn't even flinch at the act, on the contrary, you let him pull you closer, his fur rubbing against your bare arms. Mailo had accepted hardly that you wanted nothing to do with him, that you were just best friends and that was all, but he couldn't accept that, was this the reason you had rejected him over and over and over and over again? You both had leaved him behind as if you had forgotten about him but he definitely noticed how you leaned on Shadow as he stole one of his kisses, watching him out of the corner of your eye as if he had already won.

You can pretend that it was me

But no

Stolen kisses and pretty lies. That was all there was between you and Shadow but you couldn't deny that the bastard knew what he was doing when he put his arm around you pulling you to his chest, or his hands on your shoulders lessening the stress. Part of you wanted to feel his hands on other parts of your body, but you still fought that inner voice that just wanted to take him in. When he kissed you, it was quick, it looked like a pure, chaste kiss but you knew his fang had taken a good bite out of your lower lip, the metallic taste of blood making its way through the class reminding you of his promise threat that he would see you later.

By the time you got home it was past 22:00, all you wanted was to take a bath and sleep until the weekend, to stop thinking and just exist in the coolness of the warm water as if your problems could drain away. You were so focused on yourself that you forgot to lock the door when you arrived. An amateur mistake that would cost you dearly. You had been tempting him all afternoon and he couldn't wait to put his hands around your neck, push you against the wall, undress your body, smell every inch of your skin and make you his while you begged him not to. There was no turning back now, no more games. He would take what belonged to him.

Baby, I'm preying on you tonight

Hunt you down eat you alive

You placed a towel around your body, the warm drops of water running down your hair and onto your back, the tension was gone thanks to the magic of the water and playing the waves of the sea worked wonders when stress consumed you. You picked up your brush and approached the bathroom mirror ready to untangle your long hair, you ran your hand through the steam from the mirror and saw him. That tall figure, dressed all in black. You turned to face him but there was no one there, you quickly slammed the door locking it, your heart pounding out of your chest as you heard the knob being forced while holding it as if your life depended on it because it did. It was him, it was real. Your Stalker was in your house and you had no way to escape. You were going to die there, in your bathroom, covered only with a towel or worse, first he would torture you doing whatever he wanted with you just like in his calls and texts and then you would end up 10mts underground, would anyone miss you? would they even notice your absence? Suddenly your phone vibrated, an incoming call, but you were too scared to answer, what if it was him?

“Hey how you doing?” The second you recognized Shadow's voice on your voicemail you ran for the phone, but your desperation and trembling hands wouldn't allow you to accept the call until after several attempts.

“Is it you? I swear to the gods Shadow if this is a fucking prank I will-“

“Wow, slow down princess. I'm outside your home, told you I’ll see you later.” she sobs covering her mouth as she hears the door being forced again. “Did I interrupt something?

“Help me.” you whisper. Shadow senses the fear in your voice, he enters your house breaking through the front door, his stealthy footsteps skirting the furniture and glass on the floor, following the sound of your sobs, he grabs the doorknob and hesitates to enter until he hears a scream coming from your mouth. With a precise blow he breaks down the bathroom door now he owes you two doors and comes over, wrapping his arms around you, protecting you. You freeze at his touch, screaming for help. “Hey, hey Bunny? Shhhh It's me.” he says gently stroking your head. You've never seen Shadow worried before, his brow furrowed, his ears drooping, his red eyes examining every part of your face making sure you weren't hurt, his palm holding your cheek. You failed to contain it and threw yourself onto his chest, salty tears wetting his chest. “You sure missed me bunny.”

“There was some-hic inside, hic-break in” you say between sobs. Shadow rises to his feet, standing in attack position, his ears perked up, alert to the tiniest sound. In a gold-orangy blur he’s gone, running all over the house at super speed, and although it only took him 10 seconds to get back to you, it was enough to find you in a fetal position next to the shower.

“There's no one here” He says. You raise your head, you were sure you looked pathetic, hyperventilating with your eyes red and puffy due to our crying, tears rolling down your reddish cheeks, hair tangled and still wet from your shower, this was not the way you’ll like him to see you or anyone for the matters. To your surprise Shadow sighs and takes you in his arms bridal style right to your room, you peek through his shoulder to all the mess the stalker had made.

Placing you on your bed he takes off his t-shirt offering it to you to cover up. You pull the soft material over your head, the fitting to big on you falling right down the middle of your thigh. He turns around looking in your drawers for your underwear. It doesn't take him long to find them, choosing a white one with small lace ruffles, he tosses them in your direction and stays on his back while you get dressed. Once ready, Shadow picks up the brush on your bureau and begins brushing your hair. The silence between you is not overwhelming, it is pleasant, allowing you to release the last of your tears as his hand caresses your back. When he finishes he places you inside your bed covering you with the sheets ready to withdraw until you take his hand. “Don't leave me” the plea in your voice, your puppy eyes and the little pout on your lips stops him. He removes his shoes and the rest of his clothes crawling into bed with you. You rest your head on his chest snuggling against him entangling your leg between his, caressing his chest fur as Shadow wraps his arms around your waist. The warmth of his body and the sound of his heart soothe your senses and you slowly enter dreamland.

[gallium-spoon]

Another random daemon world building post: (sorry long post, I got a little carried away)

I think there would be a lot of clubs/ groups for people with the same or similar daemon forms to meet up

However, how easily you can find such groups is going to depend on the size of your city (if you're looking for an in person group) and how common your daemon's form is

In most daemon fic I see, mammals are by far the most common forms, followed by birds, with the entire rest of the animal kingdom a distant third place

Now, I personally like to run with this, maybe most people just have mammal or bird personalities. It's not too crazy, humans are mammals and some personality traits are more common than others

This does leave people with, say, insect daemons in a bit of a bind. Not only are they small and kinda hard for other people to read (no facial expressions) now they're also a minority

So say you grow up in a small town, your one of like two people with bug daemons in your highschool and you don't even like the other guy that much

But now you're leaving for college and you're gonna be in the big city! Finally time to meet other people with dragonfly daemons (your a dragonfly now in this example I've decided) you look at your college website for daemon related clubs and unfortunately even in a big college city there aren't enough dragon fly people for your own specific club. But there is a general insect daemon meet up!

So you go to your first meeting and it's mostly other people with insects, but there's a couple spiders, a millipede, there's even one guy with a cray fish for some reason

The club president tells you "yeah we pretty much accept anybody whose daemon doesn't have a spinal cord. We'd be pretty small otherwise so we try to just be excited about anybody who wants to be here. Have you ever been called creepy or crawly? Then we want to hang out with you!"

It's not quite what you were hoping for but the cray fish guy turns out to be really cool and he helps you pass English 101 so you can't really complain

However it does erk you a bit that right down the hall is the Retriever Dog Daemon Meetup and their poster specifically says "we do not accept membership from all hunting dog daemons, you MUST be a retriever!"

(meanwhile I am also there now and I'm chilling at the small cat meet up, kinda sticking out as a big awkward cheetah next to all these lynxes and ocelots and rusty spotted cats who are way more confident than me. We don't meet up that often cause most cats aren't that social. This is disappointing for me because cheetahs actually are fairly social by cat standards)

[whererubbermeetstheroad]

What are some of your First Year headcanons for TWST?

Ohmygod, I am sooooo sorry this took so long. It was way harder than I thought it would be to corral all my ideas together, but FINALLY, here it is. I hope this is good enough lol.

Hooooooo boy. The amount of brainrot I’ve had for these little guys is unreal, even during the times when I wasn’t that into TWST. But honestly, I don’t really have a whole lot to say — not that much of a “headcanons” person, myself. And a lot of what I do have to say has already been said in my fics. But I’m going to do my best here…

Ace Trappola

Because of the whole Book One fiasco, there are a lot of… things, let’s say, that Ace has absolutely fought tooth-and-nail to keep from his seniors; injuries sustained from stupid stunts, fights, bad grades, etc. It’s sort of like he’s doing whatever he can to avoid getting collared, despite knowing, logically, he probably isn’t going to.

Basically, Ace is the definition of a kid whose parents were strict, so he learned to be sneaky.

He’s actually a really snappy dresser, and not half-bad at doing makeup. He probably would’ve been in Pomefiore if it weren’t for his lackadaisical views on hard work. Meanwhile, while he’s not a strict person by any means, his stubborn, relentless attitude about his own twisted morals is what got him into Heartslabyul.

Out of all the upperclassmen, Ace feels the closest to Floyd… surprisingly. Jamil used to be a close second, but after the winter break fiasco, he’s since been replaced by Cater.

With Floyd, Ace can mostly chalk up the underwater museum incident to Yuu’s own meddling. With Jamil, it’s a little… less certain.

Before coming to Night Raven College, Ace’s nervous habit was to scratch the back of his head. After coming to Night Raven College, it was to rub the back of his neck.

Not really related to Ace, but I always headcanoned that his older brother was twisted from the Ringmaster from “Dumbo (1941)”.

Deuce Spade

Surprisingly, there are a lot of things Deuce also tries to hide from his upperclassmen. He hates himself everytime he does it, but it’s better than bothering them every time he loses his temper and they have to sign him out of the infirmary.

Deuce has scars on his knuckles from his delinquent days. 

Deuce’s main job at an Unbirthday Party is to move the tables and chairs.

The Dark Mirror briefly considered Deuce for Savanaclaw due to his strength and his instinct to hit a problem until it got out of his way, but his self-imposed pressure to be an honor student landed him in Hearstlabyul instead.

Out of all the upperclassmen, Deuce feels the closest to Silver.

Having a mommy/daddy complex will do that to you.

He likes to put oyster sauce on his tarts now — not because he particularly likes the taste, but because it makes him feel warm inside. (Tell Ace, and you’re dead.)

Deuce is actually really good at croquet for some inexplicable reason.

Jack Howl

Whenever Jack needs to leave Savanaclaw outside of school hours, he just leaves without telling anybody.

At the beginning of the year, he used to actually scrawl a shitty note saying "I'm leaving" everytime he needed to leave, but rarely did people ever actually find it by the time he got back.

After everything that happened in Book 2 and Book 3, it's obvious to him that Ruggie and Leona really don't care enough, so he stopped leaving notes.

For the briefest of moments, Jack was considered for Heartslabyul by the Dark Mirror for his inflexible moral code. However, his steadfastness in the face of overwhelming odds landed him in Savanaclaw.

They grow nighthowlers in the Botanical Garden. They look exactly like blueberries. Not related to Jack (yet), but I thought it was important to mention.

Besides Vil, Jack feels the closest to Riddle in terms of upperclassmen.

He really does like Ruggie and Leona, but that’s… a lot to unpack, at best.

He and Epel regularly get into fights over whether pears or apples are better, even in situations where neither pears or apples are involved.

Professor Crewel, especially, is very exasperated with them.

For absolutely no real reason whatsoever, Jack has the entirety of the “Shaftlands’ Etiquette Manual for Youngsters (Ages 14—18)” memorized. 

Not related to Jack, but I always headcanoned his young sister as being twisted off of Bolt from “Bolt (2008)” and his younger brother as being based off the Sheriff of Nottingham from “Robin Hood (1973)”.

Epel Felmier

Epel is a transgender male. Just wanted to get that out of the way.

Epel does actually like macarons — strawberry-flavored ones are his favorite.

Epel does still get into a lot of fights around school, but he’s gotten better at hiding the evidence. Employing a trick he learned from Vil, he hides the bulk of his injuries using his clothes and makeup.

More often than he’d like to admit, Epel accidentally refers to Vil and Rook as his “parents” in his essays. Luckily, Professor Trein still gives him full credit, and he doesn’t comment.

He does the same thing when he’s talking about them to the other freshmen. They don’t stop him because a) it’s sweet, and b) it’s funny.

Once, Epel vented to Riddle about Vil, and accidentally referred to him as his “Ma” the whole time. By the end of it, Riddle looked very, very, very concerned.

Out of all the upperclassmen, Epel feels the closest to Leona.

Epel had no chances of ending up in Savanaclaw, but with the Dark Mirror sensing great magical power emanating from him, he very nearly ended up in Diasomnia. However, because he hadn’t developed his ultra-mega-powerful Signature Spell yet, it ended up diverting him into Pomefiore. Sorry, bud.

Am I only saying this because Epel is actually twisted off of a magic object, unlike the other characters? Yes, yes I am.

Ortho Shroud

He’s twisted from Hercules, don’t freaking @ me.

Ortho has a few issues with looking into mirrors, especially since he looks so much like OG!Ortho. 

Ortho has a few attachment issues, as a result of being an extrovert trapped in an introvert’s bubble for most of his life. 

The first-years completely and absolutely baby him, no questions asked.

It’s so bad that even if Ortho is completely at fault for something, they’ll take his side anyway.

Honestly, as much as I love this little guy, I really don’t have much to say about him…

Sebek Zigvolt

Suffers from severe attachment issues, for about the same reason as Ortho — being “too much” emotionally, and surrounded by people who put in the emotional bare minimum.

Silver is kind of an exception, but he’s so stone-faced, it also kind of doesn’t make a difference.

Has definitely called Trey “Father” more often than he’d like to admit. Trey thinks it’s funny, meanwhile Sebek is just straight-up mortified everytime.

Out of all the freshmen, Sebek actually feels the least close to the upperclassmen. But if I had to say which one he feels the closest to, even if it wouldn’t be saying much at all, it would have to be Silver.

While Sebek’s favorite food is salmon carpaccio, his (closeted) second-favorite is his dad’s homemade yogurt.

Am I projecting? Yes. I love my dad, sue me.

Sebek was actually way more comfortable with his human side than he was with his fae side when he was a kid, but because Briar Valley, that didn’t last too long.

Back in Briar Valley, Silver could usually go out by himself and not be bothered—mostly because he was General Vanrouge’s son and Malleus’s sort-of brother. Sebek, unfortunately, did not have that luxury.

The Dark Mirror considered Sebek for Ignihyde because of his never-ending diligence when it came to protecting Malleus and the other people he cared about. However, once it became extremely obvious that Sebek didn’t know how to turn down the volume on his own phone, it put him in Diasomnia.

Honestly, though, I think Sebek and Ortho would’ve both been better off if he HAD been sorted into Ignihyde.

Not related to Sebek, but I headcanon his older brother as being based on Tick-Tock the Crocodile from “Peter Pan (1953)” and his older sister as being twisted from Louis from “The Princess and the Frog (2009)”.

Yes, I know Louis is technically an ALLIGATOR, but shhhh. Lemme have this.

If it makes you feel better, though, I also headcanon their father as being from Port o’Bliss (the same place Sam is from), so through the power of genetics, it kind of works out.

Okay, I think that’s everything. I considered adding Yuu in here, but then again, anything we know about Yuu is mostly headcanons, so I don’t think it counts lol.

Thank you SO MUCH for your patience, and I hope my headcanons didn’t bore you, I know they’re kind of mundane lol.

[louisetaylor]

Hadestown fanfic idea that lives in my brain

Eurydice somehow finds out that Mr. Hermes has been singing the song, retelling their story, for a very long time.

"How long? How long? How long?!"

"Don't ask where, brother, don't ask when." And every time, it ends up being a tragedy.

"Every time you sing the song, you rely on Orpheus to save us all?" she asks Mr. Hermes. "You play the game by Hades' rules and wait for us to fail again?"

"It's a test," he tells her. "It's a trial."

"And I fail the test by doubting that we could survive the winter alone? I fail by selling my life to Hades to survive? Orpheus fails by doubting that I'd follow him out of hell? We all fail by not having enough hope?"

"Yes," says Mr. Hermes. "The dog you've really gotta dread is the one that howls inside your head. It's him whose howling drives men mad and a mind to its undoing. I sing those lines to warn him every time."

"So we're damned by being afraid of starving? Afraid of being alone? Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Hades, but we can't all be gods. You don't understand what it's like to be human. To need another chance."

"I fail every time I sing the song," Hermes says quietly. "Every time."

"Give me another chance," she tells him. "Let me tell the story this time. Just once. Wait for me."

"I will."

You see, unlike Orpheus, Eurydice could stand to be alone. She was no stranger to the cold, no stranger to the dark. Orpheus once made her see how the world could be, in spite of the way that it is.

She still has plenty of spite.

After Hermes' song ends, the workers gather in Persephone's speakeasy deep in the concrete heart of Hadestown and pour one out for Orpheus, wherever he is now. Eurydice finds her broken voice and says, in a voice cracked from crying, "Anybody got a match?"

Flick. The flame scrapes roughly into life in her hand, lighting her face from below and flickering in her eyes. Her face is young but set into the hard lines of someone old before their time. Her black eyes catch the flame like coals. The others are drawn to her. Orpheus could make you see how the world could be, but Eurydice knows how it is. And she's not going to put up with it anymore.

She hates being nameless on the assembly line, but...she likes Hadestown. She likes the bright lights, the heat, the smell of smoke. She'd like to keep it. They all have to go back to work on the wall tomorrow, but there's a hammer in her hand...

...and there's a crack in the wall.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

BTW BPP, what did you think of those HYBE internal documents AKA the HYBE Burn Book? I get market research but some of what was in there seemed to go way beyond that. They talked about idols in such a dehumanizing way and some of the included info didn't even seem particularly relevant.

I could never figure out entirely what I thought of it because you had 95% of ARMYs wanting to brush it off as simple market research and then on the opposite end kpop stans who wanted to use it to paint HYBE as the worst, most evil, immoral company to ever exist that sabotaged every other artist, caused the downfall of xyz group and used fraud tactics for all of their own artists whose achievements were now invalid.

Allegedly it was the weverse magazine former editor-in-chief who was compiling and putting all of this together too? Which makes me think back on a lot of the criticism for that magazine that has already been discussed. I'm not exactly sure how involved that person was with some of those articles though.

On another note, I was pretty uncomfortable seeing them mention PJMs causing ARMYs to resent Jimin. It was something I watched happen in real time but it was something else to see the company directly take note of it. I'm curious how exactly they were planning on dealing with that too... The parts on Jungkook were also really weird, but I think they were parroting what antis said about him and disagreeing with it, but the whole thing got really tangled up with all the various interpretations and translations and I just gave up on following it.

I just hope the BTS members are watching all this dirt on HYBE being leaked and taking it into consideration when deciding on who they trust and how they want to operate going forward. But I’m sure they already know all that way better than I do. While I'm on that, I hope that at least Namjoon read that whole New Yorker article where BangPD called himself the king of kpop 🙄 it felt pretty disrespectful to BTS in parts ngl, but I know they know BangPD way better than I do so I'm not trying to jump too hard onto the solo/manti hate train for him even if I'm definitely not a fan of him or the people he keeps around at all (I'm still not a fan of MHJ either but I can really sympathize when I think about the kind of men who seem to run so much of HYBE and how they seem to really be holding that company back).

Anyways sorry about the rambling, I was just curious if you had any thoughts or random takeaways from those internal documents.

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(I ramble.)

Min Heejin had talked about those internal documents since her first whistleblower complaint against HYBE in March 2024. It was one of several issues she found problematic about HYBE's senior management that made her want even more independence from Bang Sihyuk's influence within the company, and like I've said before, I came to be sympathetic towards MHJ after reading her initial whistleblower report.

The existence of those documents have been public since April 2024 and known to anybody actually listening to Min Heejin and/or who understands Korean. The fact it was only after the National Assembly mentioned those reports and excerpts were released, that most other k-pop fandoms became aware of it, shows just how poorly international fans are following this dispute and also how tightly HYBE stans mostly control the narrative around NewJeans and MHJ in international fandom spaces.

You're right that the reactions to those reports both for and against HYBE were predictably extreme, but the fact is those documents are, plainly speaking, bad news. There's market research and then there's whatever the fuck those reports are - because while all k-pop agencies seem to monitor fan chatter around their groups, the HYBE reports show the extent to which HYBE in particular runs more like a well-capitalized psych-op machine, regularly making infinitesimal tweaks to reverse-engineer heightened emotional responses in the fandoms they have access to.

It was Kang Myeong-seok (Weverse's former EIC) who was the fall-guy after the backlash, but the reality is those documents reflect Bang Sihyuk's personal approach to fandom/group management more than anything else. This shouldn't be news because if you've been paying attention, you'd notice he's always put a priority on tapping fandom sentiment with impressive proficiency, since long before HYBE existed. For example, Bang Sihyuk has explicitly stated that since BTS was formed, BigHit will never debut a girl group because he wants to create a moat of perceived exclusivity (read 'assurance') for BTS's predominantly female fandom. If there's anything that tells you how cynically (or some would say pragmatically) he views the fandom, this is it.

That k-pop fans often see their idols as romantic placeholders is well known, but no other k-pop CEO has gone as far as Bang Sihyuk has in reinforcing that perception using the very structure of his company. He literally acquired another agency (Source Music) to develop his girl-groups rather than encroach on ARMY's personal fan space. I suspect the only reason BTS doesn't take their fan service further than they already do, is because of the limits the members personally set. Left to Bang Sihyuk, I highly doubt there is any limit too far, any detail too personal, to marshal towards creating ever more dedicated fandoms and ever more appealing products (aka idols). This is an opinion I've had about Bang Sihyuk for years.

This brings me to your point about the agency of BTS members in this mess. None of the guys are babies - I believe they are aware of those weekly internal reports and choose what to care about, and are also aware that HYBE's solvency, in very literal terms, depends on the members being content with the company. Despite the nonsense in those reports, BTS has a special status in the company, and I'd be disappointed if by now they didn't understand who Bang Sihyuk is, as well as their own positions in this power dynamic. Those reports are much more problematic for groups with smaller influence in the company, such as NewJeans.

At the end of the day, BTS are getting enough of what they want from HYBE and appear to maintain their trust in and allegiance to each other more than they do to anybody from HYBE, including Bang Sihyuk. And that's enough to tell me those reports have no real impact on the members.

For most of the fandom though, it's a different story.

[jaelyndoodles]

Hey there! 🌟 I'm planning to write some fanfiction and expand my DP x HB x ROTTMNT crossover universe, and I'd love to ask you a few questions about your Sam x Millie (Samillie/Deviled Egg) ship. Hope you don't mind me picking your brain a bit!

How did Sam and Millie meet?

Did they meet before she worked for I.M.P?

Did they meet before the events of Green Eggs and Ham season 1?

What does Millie's family think of Sam?

What do Sam's mother and friends think of Millie?

Who liked who first?

What are their main five love languages?

What does Millie like about Sam physically? (this is not a sexual question).

What does Sam like about Millie physically? (this is not a sexual question).

Do they have pet names for each other?

What are their favorite foods or meals to share?

What are their favorite activities to do together?

What are their biggest challenges as a couple?

What do you associate with Sam and Millie? Like flowers, stars, colors, objects, songs, shapes, clothing, or something along those lines?

Welp, that's all I got. I'm sorry if this was too long/much.

Hello again! I'd be happy to answer all these for you! (Heads up, this post is going to be lengthy!)

1. Sam and Millie met after Sam accidentally got into a scuffle with a couple of imps. He was basically asking if they knew how to get back to Glurfsburg, and just happened to be into uncharted territory (yes this is in Imp City.) Millie, hoping to clear her mind ifor a bit, sees the altercation and shoos away the imps. And the rest is history. :)

2. Sam met Millie after she works for I.M.P. In fact, during that time, he doesn't even know she used to be a wanted criminal.

3. They both met after the events of the whole series. Guy has his business and family, Pam is now living in Glurfsburg w/ Sam, etc. This is also what drives Sam to accidentally end up in Pride (i.e Having to deliver an invention for Guy.)

4. Millie's family was very hesitant at first. Lin and Joe weren't exactly used to Sam's energetic nature, and quite frankly haven't seen anybody like him before. Thankfully, they've grown used to it, and appreciate his mannerisms. Sallie May gets along with Sam, and so do the rest of her siblings. Sam loves bonding with her younger siblings, and always happy to help them with their chores, especially if they're having trouble lifting things. However, Millie's older brother (whose named Desmond in my headcanon), get along with Sam the most. After all, there's nothing wrong with some good ol' fashioned bromance!

5. Pam absolutely loves Millie, and they actually have a very good relationship. Pam likes how loyal Millie is to Sam, and especially likes her thirst for adventure. They totally have girl nights together, and aren't afraid to cause chaos now and then. Guy enjoys Millie company, and they get along pretty well. He was a little cautious, as he didn't want Sam's feelings to be hurt, but thankfully he was proven wrong. Michellee was the same way, but she and Millie get along well and are good friends. E.B. admires Millie, as soon as she finds out all the stuff Millie get to do for work. "You actually get to go through portals AND defeat bad guys?! Awesomeee!!"

6. I'd say Sam fell for Millie first. As Millie shooed away those imps from their first meeting, he was honestly just smitten from day one. He knew he had to be her friend lol. Millie, however, took a while to pursue a relationship with Sam. She was afraid that her relationship would be like her and Chaz's, but Sam changed her mind.

7. Physical Touch: Sam is a very touchy person, as shown on how he's constantly touching and holding onto Guy in show. So, naturally, he's going to want some physical touch from Millie as well. Of course Sam respects Millie's boundries, so he always asks first if he could hold her hand, cuddle, hug, etc. He never goes beyond that. Millie is always willing to oblige if she's in the mood! Millie expresses her physical touch through kisses! She's always seen kissing Sam's cheek before she leaves for work, goes to sleep, and even when they take walks in the city.

Acts of Service: Sam and Millie are always willing to help each other out around the apartment, or even if its running errands. Sam would most likely be doing this since Millie is working most of the time. So he's never afraid to clean up, get groceries, or even cook while she's away. After all, what kind of person would he be to NOT do that? It's in his nature! Millie does things too, like always making sure to get his favorite foods, ask how he's doing, etc!

Words of Affirmation: There's not that much I can say here. Sam and Millie always tend to compliment each other and lift each other's spirits when they can!

Receiving Gifts: If there's one person who loves to give gifts to their partner, its Sam! He loves showering Millie with gifts, especially when it Valentines Day or Sinsmas! Millie tends to give gifts too, but its not as frequent or as much as Sam.

Quality Time: This one's pretty self-explanatory! Sam and Milie always try to spend as much time together as possible. Whether it be watching a movie, or going to a diner together! This was very apparent before Sam moved in with Millie.

8. I'd say that Millie really likes fluffy Sam is! After all, nothing better than coming home from a hard shift and immediately cuddling with your floofy boyfriend!

9. Honestly, Sam just likes everything about Millie. Since I headcanon him as being pansexual, I'd think he'd really like her personality the most. But, if I had to choose one, he'd really enjoy her golden eyes. <3

10. Of course! Sam calls Millie "Mills" most of the time, and Millie calls Sam "Hun" or "Goofball!" Sometimes Sam will use abbreviations like "BGITWWW (Best Girlfriend In The Whole Wide World)", but its not as frequent as "Mills."

11. Obviously, Sam loves green eggs and ham, and is never afraid to share his favorite dish with Millie! However, he is open to trying traditional foods Millie liked or grew up eating in Wrath. Millie, in my headcanon, loves chocolate. Her favorite snack is fudge popsicles! It's her main schtick!

12. They both enjoy eating at diners, especially when they're on dates! Sam and Millie also enjoy stargazing, watching movies, cooking together, cuddling, etc!

13. Hmm, this is a good one. I'd say they struggle with their relationship being an interspecies one the most. Sam is known to be a family man and is definitely the type to have kids in the future. However, Millie is afraid that she may not be able to give him that choice due to them being species. Sam is okay with it of course, and is always there to reassure her when the topic ever arises. Plus it does give them weird looks from other demons who pass by, but that doesn't stop or bother them.

14. I typically tend to associate Sam and Millie with the color orange! Because, well, Sam is yellow and Millie is red! Red and yellow make orange when mixed! I don't usually associate shapes or songs with them, but flowers that represent change, good fortune, and new beginnings are what I also associate with them as well. :)

Thank you for asking these questions! They definitely got me thinking, and hopefully help with your fanfic! I'd love to give it a read sometime!

[moonliched]

Hi neighbour!

The aftermath of pride, as promised! It's a long story, so be warned!

I wasn't able to go to any of the earlier celebrations because I got sick :(, but I was well enough to go to the actual parade, and I was also able to make an outfit for it (artistic recreation linked at the end). Day of, I ended up going with my mam and sibling, and it was a little bit of a rush in the morning because:

1. My mam only decided to go last second (and also to drag sibling in),

2. It was raining,

3. And we had to get a bus.

Luckily, after missing the first bus, we were able to get the next one, and we got in about 10 minutes after the parade started.

It. Was. Amazing! There was so much colour and vibrancy and life from everyone, in spite of the (lashing, mind you) rain. People were so friendly as well! There were groups from mental health services, there were groups protesting the treatment of trans people in healthcare, there were support groups, youth groups, clubs, scouts, performers, people showing their support for Palestine and Ukraine, a mobile library, and so much I ended up missing!

At the end of the parade was "Pride Village" (which my mam found a hilarious name), where a bunch of the services marching had stalls, there was a shop, a quiet area for the nd folk who needed some peace and quiet (though I'm pretty sure it was just called that and they let next to anybody who needed it in), an area for all the Pride sponsors to show off (also the only sheltered spots, which made them very popular), a couple of food stalls (options, if I'm remembering correctly were standard fries/burgers/hotdogs, coffee/tea, some kind of Korean fry, a random assortment of food from Just Eat, rice bowls (I had these, they were sooo good), and a few other things that are escaping me right now), and the stage with a DJ and Sign Language Interpreter.

The first show was done by a drag queen whose name I could not find anywhere, and she sang several songs until she was interrupted by Palestine protesters who, in fairness to them, made some very valid points about the companies funding Pride this year. But their speech felt a little disrespectful to all the people who came to pride protesting for Palestine, as if it was written with the assumption that there wouldn't be so many people showing solidarity.

They were allowed to make their point, though, and the next person on was able to handle the topic and shift in tone with so much grace and respect. I was really impressed by it!

After that, a choir came on to sing. We were able to stick around to listen to one song (it was ABBA, so we had to) but it was still raining and we had a confusing journey home with how all the buses (which suck here regardless) had been diverted for the parade and the Taylor Swift concert traffic, so we ended up getting food and heading.

Even as we were leaving, we were still seeing people dressed up brightly and enjoying themselves and it was just so heart-warming.

In terms of outfits, I was able to get my makeup done the way I wanted to and it lasted the entire day as well, even with the rain! My mam let me do hers since I was still on the high, and that turned out well too (even by her standards). I had my nails painted to match, and here's the link to my outfit!

https://64.media.tumblr.com/3b7f409fb9e5a22a0d5c237c41b94deb/133189c8f19d253d-e8/s540x810/a258fb61fe242f5e96108037d9b047fd5aef1394.jpg

Hope this is enough for you to live vicariously through me!

THE (legally obtained) RAINBOW SHOELACES, yayyy! the outfit looks very cool :D i'm sorry to hear you weren't well, it's a shame to miss anything bc of it :( i hope you're back to 100%!

the Pride Village n food sounds awesome! looks like there was a real variety of stuff to enjoy even in the rain☺️ you got a real gift, i feel like i was there!

pride makeup is the best makeup, and i bet your nails look amazing! it's rly nice your mam and sibling joined in with the celebration. and me too now in spirit! aaaaaaa it sounds like such a kaleidoscope of good memories, i'm so glad you enjoyed your time at pride!!!

btw i rly like your outfit pic, i keep going back to look at it xD thanks for sending, it's improved my day💐🌈

[whitewarrior02]

White's After-Gaming Archive - Entry #4: Hubris Begets Suffering

There are some problems spunk and a can-do attitude can't fix. Like beam attacks.

Currently Playing: Palworld, Genshin Impact

I do not feel like I am a very proud person.

I'm not gonna go off on a tangent of "Oooh, I'm so humble," either, I just tend to keep myself low. Because of that, great successes tend to feel better when achieved. Like today on the Palpagos Islands, where after several trips around the map, I've finally established a strong second base, one that offers a variety of food for pals to partake in, sustainable ore and ingot production and electric crafting lines for anything I could need. I also got the ability to make a potential third base. I also managed to [barely] topple the second Boss Tower of the game, the Free Pal Alliance's Lily and Lyleen.

Did feel a little bad about that one though, the FPA lore basically reveals they're Pal PETA and they're all keeping their actions a secret from Lily who thinks they're actually doing good.

...huh, wonder if there are any fics about Palworld that aren't just smut. An idea has started nibbling like a shark at the fiber optics that is the edge of my mind. Anyways, an idea for later [can you tell I'm writing this at 3:11 AM?]

GOING BACK TO THE PREVIOUS TOPIC, yeah, I was feeling good about my progress today. So good in fact I decided to use that third base as the boss area for my first Raid Boss. In a single-player world.

See, I like to keep myself low. Sure, it increases the feeling of successes, but it's also a double-edged sword. When I fail, I feel that fail for a bit.

This.

Is Bellanoir. Spawned by finding fragments of her summoning tablet in dungeons and nature preserves [another topic, another time], then feeding that to a summoning altar. Level 30 Dark-type.

One would think with that much info, a few hundred musket balls, reliable pals above Lvl. 30 and some hyperfocused dodging would do you good for the fight. However, I was missing three critical pieces of intel; the raid had a timer of 10 minutes, Bellanoir herself had 225,000 HP, and one damage tick from her dealt somewhere around 800 damage. Not to mention her special move; spinning like an orbital satellite and firing beams of death from those eyes around her dress.

The raid ended much quicker than 10 minutes, as the base computer itself was annihilated whilst I watched shaking behind a tree, my armor and weapons strewn about like confetti, heralding Bellanoir's total victory.

Yeah I don't get how anybody can really be proud I got my hopes up like an inch and that fall HURT, like A LOT. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nightmarish raiding experience aside, back to Gensh. Where we left off, we had rallied the troops to prepare for Fontaine Fashion Week's coming and were going to meet Chiori in the Fleuve Cendre to strike at the heart of her dastardly rival Uther's operation.

Correction: the show is Tonight. We need to get evidence while Uther's guard is down or we're never getting it. Paimon raises a concern over whether or not this is trespassing or not. Paimon, it's fine, he's a jerk.

...sorry, hold on, his factory is...

...up there? How the heck does he get his products down that ladder, unless there's some hidden pulley I'm missing here! Also, apparently this dude is the in-universe equivalent to Shein or one of those other fast fashion garbage brands, so this might actually be justified.

We enter in and are greeted by an egg. Sorry, no, an egg-shaped "mechanical guide" whose voice sounds... really familiar and I just cannot place it. I almost guarantee I've heard it from one of Red's Honkai Star-Rail streams-

Chiori's idle line has interrupted my train of thought but to be frank she is right let's move on.

Moving on, seems like a good chunk of evidence is just. Out and about on the tables. Seems pretty easy until we trigger something in the fitting room, and suddenly Fortress of Meropide music starts playing... riiiight, the violent and evil Chiori colludes with criminals. My foot.

Moving forward across some conveyors and presses, we arrive in what I assume is central processing, which is GYuUeuEUgh... grrrrody. Like, worse than Meropide grody. This place is closer to reality than I was expecting. Whatever, photo evidence taken, warehouse bound we go.

Hm. Seems we were expected. Not that big of a surprise. Though, the bigger surprise is Chiori spilling Uther used to be a business partner. Case of occupational opposites attract?

Well, fiddling with every control available to us seems to have woken this place up, so it's time to book it. Through... through the crust water... mmm...

Y'know I wish they'd give us like, a bathtub blueprint for the Serenetea Pot. Or like, a shower. Just... something to get us clean.

We make it to the front lobby, and Uther shows his face proclaiming he has no intention of letting any evidence get past these walls. This is NPC code for "I am about to serve myself on a silver platter."

Ah, so Uther's just mad Chiori is in her own lane and thriving and he's afraid of getting cancelled. Sounds... like a modern day vanity, yeah. Can't believe I'm gonna say this, but gotta admire Chiori for her mantra, mostly because it's also one I hold close: create for yourself rather than cater to the fickle crowds.

WELL DANG. I was just letting Chiori read him to filth, then the stray thought crossed my mind, "The way Uther talks makes it sound like he's gonna try and assassinate the model while we're talking here." Nope. He's gonna try and assassinate Chiori.

Y'know maybe I was wrong, maybe giving Genshin characters guns is not a smart idea, Traveler's been threatened to be shot twice now, shot at once.

Scratch that, shot at twice now. It seems to outspeed a bullet, you must either be A.] Electro aligned, or B.] Inazuman.

We leave Chiori behind to deal with Uther whilst we go to the fashion show, with Navia, Kirara, Lyney and Lynette in tow. And we finally see the designs she cooked up...

I'm sorry, BOAT HAT? BOAT HAT!? REALLY?

...ahem. Questionable choices aside, I do like the sales pitch, advertising to the ambitious and the dreamers. I... *sigh* I have to give props where due.

Kirara why are you on the roof. Oh, new signboard. Malrightthen.

Navia's a real big fan of being a professional secret service member for Kirara, it seems.

Chiori has a gift as well. One quick fast travel over to her isolation spot, and she bestows a Chioriya-style brooch for the Traveler and Paimon. We spend a little more time gazing out at the ocean...

...and thus the curtain closes on Cisoria. I... have some thoughts on this quest, but it is currently almost 6 AM, so I should wrap up now.

I need to fix my sleep schedule, White.

[rindousbbg]

heyooo! i would love a personality matchup or haikyuu (and/or) jujutsu kaisen!! 🦂

My MBTI is INTJ. Here are some of my favourite things: green grapes, warm beds, heavy metal music, parties and dragons. I dislike red grapes, slow walkers, people whose opinions are easily swayed/influenced and papercuts.

I can be rather quiet at times but once I get excited I'm super loud and outgoing. I love learning and trying new things, skills and hobbies. I would describe myself as an extremely curious individual who is always seeking an adrenaline rush! I'm naturally flirtatious, hard working and smiley.

I've never really had a type before but if I had to pick I'd say someone who could be described as 'submissive' at times. As well as someone who can be logical and rational when needed but still playful and adventurous otherwise. I adore brutally honest people, who aren't overly sensitive and are open minded. I most certainly would not like someone with opposing political beliefs, someone who is arrogant or someone who would "baby" me.

Physical touch> Words of affirmation> Quality Time>

Extra bits::

I'm 5'9, long legs, green eyed with sharp features. I'm learning to play electric guitar as well as learning two languages (Spanish and Korean). I did ballet for a massive chunk of my life and was forced to quit for mental health. My biggest compliment I get told is that I 'smell heavenly' ( I wear mainly vanilla/caramel scents). Annnndddd I'm the type of girl who would buy her boyfriend flowers.

You got...

TOGE INUMAKI

• You like heavy metal music? Watch him blast it day and night for you to jam on it. 

• He would buy you green grapes when you wanted to eat them. and make beds for you whenever you feel tired. It's a profound appreciation language for him to take care of you. 

• He would call up his gang (Maki, Panda, Megumi, Yuji, and Nobrara) to come up to his house for important tasks. (He won't tell them, he's hosting a party.)

• He loves your outgoing spirit. He's always ready to learn things from you to make the atmosphere better.

• He's himself a curious person, so whenever you see some surreptitious shit outside, y'all will team up and unearth information regarding it. 

• He flirts back when you flirt with him. He's the type of person who would literally say some lewd things in the chat, making you shudder. 

• You just need to lure him into you and see him on his knees, all submissive like a butler. 

• He can be logical in many situations, but he's adventurous in mundane times. 

• i don't cerebrate he's sensitive; moreover, he is someone who would relish to express if something isn't right or he doesn't relish it. 

• He could be honest all the time. He's the type of person who doesn't sugarcoat words at all and just says whatever comes to his mind, but of course he won't go overboard with it. 

• He won't baby anybody. He would definitely think it's cringeworthy. 

• Sometimes he gets insecure about himself, since he can't speak. Your love langauge, being words of affirmation, would avail him a lot. He's someone who practices and goes to mission all the time (?) but don't worry, he would try to make up time for you no matter what. 

• He's not that tall, so when you tower over him, he will definitely get blushy. 

• would demand that you edify him language and guitar. 

• I'm surmising he's not into physical touch all the time. But when you wear your usual cologne, watch him never leave your side.

hope you like it... sorry for the delay!

[mysteriesofmarcy]

Or anybody on the train for that matter?

Jesse: Look mom and dad I know it's been months since you've seen me but I got stuck on this weird magical train and I met this chrome girl who was kinda mean at first but we hit it off and became Travel Friends(tm) but then she got trapped on the train so I had to go back and save her and now she's out in the real world even though she's never been off the train before so can we keep her?

Grace: OK mom and dad I know it's been YEARS since you saw me and you probably thought I died or something but I got stuck on this magical mysterious train where everybody had a glowing number and I thought the goal was to make the number go up by destroying the train so I formed a gang of kids called The Apex with another kid named Simon that destroyed cars and watched our numbers go up because we thought it was a status symbol deep breath but then I met this little girl named Hazel whose number didn't glow and I thought maybe The Apex could help her but I didn't know that her number was fake and designed to help me and Simon lower our numbers to zero so we could get off the train and I also didn't know that Simon would kill Hazel's adoptive mother because she was a null which is a resident of the train and The Apex believes that nulls are all evil so then Hazel left to go with the old conductor of the train and me and Simon were left on our own so we worked our way back to The Apex but when we got there Simon went insane and tried to kill me another deep breath and eventually I led all the kids from what used to be The Apex to get their numbers down to zero which caused my own number to go down to zero and so I'm back and so please take me back and cancel my funeral.

Ryan: Hey fans, sorry I went missing for months, but...

Min: Boss, I know you're mad at me for not coming or calling in for the past few months, but...

Ryan and Min: ...we got stuck on this unbelievable train in another dimension where we had to fight through all these cars filled with different challenges designed to help our personal growth and we had a number signifying how much growth we both still needed and it turned out the only thing the train wanted us to do was rely on each other so here we are and we hope you didn't miss us too much!

I finished watching the first season of Infinity Train and like. How on Earth did Tulip explain to her parents where she'd been?

'Hi mom, hi dad, sorry I've been missing for months, I tried to run away to Oshkosh all by myself but then this train appeared out of absolutely nowhere and the door said it was going to Oshkosh so I got in but it turns out it was a magical train with all these different cars filled with random stuff meant to help me work through all my trauma but the fake conductor was trying to stop me from working through my trauma because her husband died and she wanted to make a car that had him in it and my friend I met on the train was the real conductor and he would have stopped her so she couldn't let us reach the front of the train but luckily we got there and we stopped her and just before that the number on my hand that represented the level of my trauma had gone all the way down to zero and so I was finally allowed off the train and it let me off right at our front door so now I'm back and please don't ground me'

[dollyyyhouse]

YAYAYAYA I FINALLY FINISHED THE SECOND PART OF THIS ^^ This is the second part of the previous Belphegor lesson 16 AU. I'm happy I'm finally posting again, I feel like I've been gone for so long... it's weird not posting how often I want to 😭 On another note it's my birthday in like an hour and I'm nervous 🫠

Spoilers for lesson 16 of Obey Me!!!!!

The freezing water engulfed your body, almost as if it were a vicious monster. Even after you thought of it as a monster about to destroy you, that monster still would've been nicer to you than the Avatars of Hell. At this point it felt like anybody in the entire universe was kinder than them, living with them was like a punishment for a crime you didn't commit. Perhaps it was one, you didn't come to Devildom on your own terms and hardly ever spoke to some of the brothers. "Why am I the one suffering? I didn't do anything wrong.", those were the words you kept repeating in your cluttered head.

The dark daytime felt even darker and the windy nights were even windier. You felt like a walking corpse; slow, tired, and sickly. You lost the motivation to eat, clean yourself and even sleep. It didn't matter if you were awake or not, the images of your own blood and corpse plagued your subconscious.

You closed your eyes and let out the remaining air in your lungs, allowing yourself to sink even deeper. That was when a strong hand pulled you out of the water, "MC, are you enjoying the pool so far?" Wiping off the water on your face, you opened your eyes to see Diavolo holding your hand, supporting you from sinking any deeper. "Oh, yeah it's nice.." Lord Diavolo invited you over to spend some time with him and Barbatos, so you asked if you could go into the pool and he gladly agreed. You didn't truly know why you wanted to get into the pool, you weren't sure if it was because you had the hopes of dying or because you just wanted someone, something, to embrace you.

"Is everything alright? It looks like you have a lot on your mind." The Lord gave you a small smile, one that didn't feel genuine. "I'm fine, I guess I do have a lot on my mind." You knew the purpose of you being in Devildom, to rekindle the broken ties with the other realms, a job you didn't want. "Are you sure, MC? You've seemed a bit down lately." Couldn't help but slightly glare at the demon, he wasn't dumb, he knew why you seemed different than usual. You couldn't tell why he was acting dumb, you hated it. You'd rather him just talk to you about Belphegor, the rest of the brothers and your ties with the demon realm instead of making you suffer like this.

You thought that maybe after you confronted Belphegor at the dinner table you'd feel just a little better, but instead you felt even angrier. You were sad, exhausted and most of all angry, angry because nothing was changing and the demons around you still weren't owning up for everything they had said and done. "I didn't ask for this! I didn't want to be brought to Devildom, I don't wanna bare this pain and pressure of constantly trying to make everything better!", you snapped at him. "MC, I'm sor—", "No! I don't want your fucking apology, I'm tired of hearing 'sorry, sorry, sorry' over and over again!" You grasped his hand that was holding yours, slightly leaning him closer to the pool. "You know what you've done, why am I suffering for things I've never done?! Why am I being treated like a chew toy?!" Tears began streaming down your face, not mistaken for pool water.

"I should've known how everything would've ended up, you're worse than demons! You made me go through timelines, made me almost get ripped to shreds and got me killed! All of this for what? To fucking help people who've hurt me! I'm not the one whose going to be able to reunite the realms, so leave me out of this shit!" With your other hand you grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the water alongside you. In the corner of your eye you could see Barbatos quickly appear at the edge of the pool, wanting to protect the Lord but seemingly waiting for a signal.

You straddled his waist and formed your fists into balls, "Why?! Why?! Why am I suffering like this? I can't escape it! All I can think about is the mental and physical pain, how Belphegor choked me and forced me to choke to death on my own blood! I still remember how I saw my body, blue and bloody! It hurt, it hurt so bad! I can't just say the mental pain is the only thing that hurts, the physical pain does too!!", you screamed at him. Like a feather, the two of you floated on top of the water, dipping under every now and then. You began pounding your fist on his chest, this was the first time you became even slightly violent. "MC, I promise you I will change this." Diavolo looked at you sternly, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes, an expression you weren't used to seeing in a long time. Your pounding slowly died down and your sobbing became louder, "D-iavolo.. I want to believe that, but I-I don't think I can anymore.." You hung your head, what happened to you? You used to be so easily excited, used to love spending time with friends but now everything and everyone felt gloomy and tiring.

"I should've thought more about how you felt, I'm sure this is unbelievably hard on you. You have no powers like Solomon, you're not an angel or demon and you were thrown into a realm you knew nothing about. I hurt you, even though my intentions were good what I did was selfish." With his hands, he held both of yours in his, "You're so strong MC, and I'm not gonna push you to your limit anymore."

Those words felt bittersweet, comforting yet cruel. You'll never forget how Belphegor brutally murdered you, you still remember the metallic taste of your blood and how you slowly and painfully lost all your senses the closer you neared death. If felt horrible, horrible to be away from home, stuck with demons, your murderer, and was secretly being manipulated by everyone around you. It felt as if your true self was really dead, and now you were just a shell of who you once were.

[here2bbtstrash]

I’m obsessed with Gracie Abrams’s whole discography and I hope you can write something SUPERRRR angsty (crying, screaming…) inspired by these songs. Literally I can’t choose because I love all of her songs but maybe Feels Like, 21, Rockland or Unlearn would be great! Thank you for opening request ❤️ I love your writing very much 💖

mwah mwah mwah I LOVE YOU !!!! OKAY. i feel this needs an explanation because 🥴 i've been looking for creative inspiration and i was talking to the queen of my heart @gimmethatagustd who said that they would sometimes set like writing "challenges" for assignments in school, and i loved that idea. AND THEN i was sat back listening through these songs and when 21 came on i immediately started hearing a conversation in my head, just the dialogue, and then i was like 🤔🤔 what if i only wrote the dialogue ??? and so. that's what we did 😬 i hope you still like it, i know this is weird but it was a fun exercise for me and tbh i really like how it turned out ??? /disclaimer

still accepting song ideas to write drabbles based on! specify the member you want OR let me choose~

pairing: jungkook x ??? (the "other person" can really be anybody.... reader..... another member.... crack ship of your choice..... go crazy lol) wordcount: 555 ~ angel number contains: a phone call between exes and just a whoooole buncha angst, jk's ex speaks first if it helps you keep it straight, also i'm curious to know whose side you're on 🤔🤔🤔

“Did you have fun on your birthday? Hyungs take you out?”

“Mm-hmm. Drank a lot. Regretted trying to keep up with Yoongi.”

“I wish I could’ve been there.”

“I do too.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t call. I feel really shitty about it.”

“It’s okay. I thought maybe you were telling me to move on. It’s probably a good thing, really.”

“Jungkookie.”

“Please don’t call me that. It’s not fair.”

“Why?”

“Because it fucking hurts. Because you broke up with me.”

“I didn’t think it would be like this, J—JK. I didn’t think you’d just… cut me out of your life completely.”

“If I cut you out completely I wouldn’t have picked up the phone.”

“You know what I mean. There’s stuff I still want to do. With you. Like go out and get drunk and do karaoke in your kitchen. Celebrate your birthday. I hate missing the important things. And the little ones, too. …And I hate hearing you cry.”

“Tough shit. You made the call.”

“But I didn’t want to lose my best friend, too. There’s stuff that— I don’t know, that I didn’t think about. That I miss. I miss you. This is so hard.”

“I’m sorry the fact that you broke my heart is inconvenient for you.”

“Why are you being so fucking mean?”

“Because you don’t get to do this. Not now, and not every time you keep fucking calling me, when three months ago you sat me down and said you didn’t love me anymore.”

“Jungkook, I—”

“After I spent four years with you, and we built a whole life together. Got your fucking eye tattooed on my arm like an idiot. And then you just woke up one day and decided to throw it all away like it never meant anything. Well that’s on you. You don’t get to keep changing your mind.”

“I’m not changing my mind, there’s just some things—”

“Well you don’t get some things! I’m not your fucking science experiment to pick apart and only keep the shit you like! It’s all of me or none of me, and you picked none!”

“Not trying to pick you apart, not trying to hurt you.”

“You already did.”

“Jungkook, stop! …Now we’re both fucking crying, is that what you wanted? Are you happy?”

“Are you?”

“No, that’s what I’m trying to tell you. You don’t get to be the only one that’s hurt here. I’m fucking miserable without you.”

“And you think I’m not? You think I don’t miss you too?”

“That’s what I’m saying, I don’t see why it has to be like this. It feels like extra pain for no reason. Just cause we’re supposed to.”

“Hyungs said I need space.”

“Well, I hate space. It’s dumb.”

“...Yeah.”

“I want my best friend Jungkookie back. I pick up my phone wanting to text you about stuff like twenty times a day, and I hate feeling like I can’t. Like I’m not supposed to.”

“I know. I miss my best friend, too.”

“I’m so sad by myself.”

“But you weren’t happy with me either.”

“…I was in some ways. But not every way, no.”

“Do you want to get back together?”

“I wish that the answer was yes. It would make things a lot easier.”

“But it’s not a yes.”

“No.”

“Then what do we do?”

[haleigh-sloth]

* sighs *

I think we all already know the answer but Ik u love talking about him anyway so here you go!

Shigaraki for the ask game?

😊 thank you for indulging me anyway

It’s much appreciated 😂

Tomura:

How I feel: Totally normal feelings. Really, his story is less personal to the reader and more fantastical. But the way he's written to react to everything that happens to him is so believable, as believable as it can be given the circumstances. Removing the magical aspect of it, he's a convincing representation of someone who tries to come out on top of their issues, but in the end they're someone whose trauma just strangles them from the inside and they can't do a damn thing about it. That's Tomura, and he's one of the greatest characters ever, actually. Sucks that the series focuses so much on the kids and his character gets so....overlooked.

Romantic ship: None. I'm sorry.

Non-romantic OTP: Izuku, bffs pls, I beg

Unpopular opinion: I have many. Tomura "leaving room for his comrade's wishes" does not align with his actions and dream of destroying it all. Those things are mutually exclusive and he does not face this because he's too lost in his anger and misery to. Tomura does not prioritize anybody's wellbeing over his own choices--as nice of an idea as that is, it's fanon. Tomura is not an independent leader and never got any liberation of any kind. He lived under the illusion that he did just as he was supposed to. Current in-manga Tomura is really pitiful, and it kinda highlights the patheticness of his entire situation (asking a random teenager you barely know to come save you, buddy, we gotta talk). No complaints though. I love it all. He's a cool badass and kind of a loser, all at the same time. He makes it work. He looks good doing it.

What I wish could/would happen: I have 0 complaints on current canon. What I wish/hope to see happen aside from the obvious save, realization, all the necessary epiphanies etc., is him crying. He hasn't cried (since he was a kid) and by god, he needs to. I also want Izuku to hug him so bad because lord knows he needs a hug to cry into.

Izuku:

How I feel: I like his character because writing hiccups aside, he is the person who wants to save everyone, even if it takes him some hard lessons to learn what "everyone" truly means. I find some things frustrating in his arc, but I like him because he IS the character he is meant to be--heroic, selfless, kind, eager to be there for people who need him. I love him for that.

Romantic ship: IzuOcha :)

Non-romantic OTP: Tomura :) (I just think they should hug and maybe Tomura should kick his ass at some video games)

Unpopular opinion: I only know what's a popular opinion in this little corner of the fandom but. I think simply liking him is an unpopular opinion in the villain standom.

What I wish could/would happen: More self-reflection. You would honestly forget that he used to be quirkless with how little he thinks about it and how little it's written to impact him (or lack thereof). And that in itself even isn't bad, but it needs follow up like "Why do you ignore this part of your past". Y'know. It's a writing issue with his arc, but I do think there is clear set up for it to all come out in the open later toward the end.

[steriotypicaloutlaw]

Toki: A theif. Skwisgaar: Thief. Toki: Theif? Skwisgaar: I before E, except after C. Toki: Thceif. Skwisgaar: No.

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Murderface: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon. Nathan, not looking up from his book: Spear. Murderface: BLOCKED.

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Skwisgaar: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Toki's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...

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Toki: Okay, help me please! Skwisgaar: Got two words for you. Toki: I bet they won't be helpful. Skwisgaar: Your problem. Toki: I was right

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Skwisgaar: So uhhh... my question is: my friend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine... uncooked... Pickles: I would hope they're not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine! Murderface: In your pantry! Skwisgaar: Yeah... and eating them raw, and they keep calling them 'chips'. ... How do I make them stop? Pickles: Is your friend here? Skwisgaar, motioning to Toki: Yeah. Pickles, to Toki: You're a monster! Words MEAN things! >:( Nathan: Does anybody remember- I haven't been to Olive Garden in many moons- but they DO have a like- fettuccine bottle that you can just- grab em out of and chew- Nathan: HOLD ON. WAS THIS A PRANK YOU GUYS PULLED ON ME WHEN WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN AS KIDS?! Nathan: NO, STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP. DO THEY GIVE YOU RAW FETTUCCINE TO CHEW ON IN THE LOBBY OF THE OLIVE GARDEN Everyone else: No. Nathan, to Pickles and Murderface: YOU FUCKIN BASTARDS Pickles: YAAAAAAAAY! Murderface: THE PRESTIGE!

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Skwisgaar: You're a loose cannon, Toki. Toki: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me? Nathan: I think you play by your own rules. Pickles: No way, they think rules were made to be broken. Skwisgaar: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon. Toki: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Murderface is a loose cannon. Murderface: *smashes a chair*

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Skwisgaar: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife? Toki: Rude. Nathan: That’s fair. Pickles: Not again. Murderface: Are you going to want this back?

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Skwisgaar: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one! Toki: Tubular AF! Pickles: Mood to the max! Nathan, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it. Murderface, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

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Skwisgaar: Everyone, synchronize your watches. Toki: I don’t know how to do that. Nathan: I don’t wear a watch. Pickles: Time is a construct.

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Skwisgaar: Dammit, Toki! Toki: What?! It wasn’t me! Skwisgaar: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Nathan! Nathan: Not me either. Skwisgaar: Oh...Then who set the house on fire? Murderface: *whistles*

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Skwisgaar, about Toki: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group. Nathan: Are we stealing them? Pickles: New or used? Skwisgaar: Wonderful responses, both of you.

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Nathan: Why are Skwisgaar and Toki sitting with their backs to each other? Pickles: They had a fight. Nathan: Then why are they holding hands? Pickles: They get sad when they fight.

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Skwisgaar: *Gently taps table* Toki: *Taps back* Nathan: What are they doing? Pickles: Morse code. Skwisgaar: *Aggressively taps table* Toki: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

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Skwisgaar: Toki, I'm sad. Toki: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay. Nathan: Pickles, I'm sad. Pickles, nodding: mood.