#is it good? Ehh debatable

[mothmothwoth]

okay so why??? Is newsies trending? I’m not complaining about this, in fact I have been writing an essay in my head over the broadway version and how Santa Fe is really interesting from a character writing and acting perspective to deal with the fact I have watched Newsies in like 5 months (Newsies withdrawal) and I CANT watch it again because I’m trying to get my friend to watch it with me but they are very busy. You don’t understand. I have a problem.

[evilweasel]

Whoaahhh look out guys we got the fun police over here

Critics reviewing the Mario movie: It’s just a bunch of goofing off with no real story.

Mario fans: Yes that’s what we want.

Critics reviewing the FNAF movie: It’s just a 2-hour lore dump.

FNAF fans: YES THAT’S WHAT WE WANT.

[puffin-nuffin]

I’m having a heated argument with my father about jelly. I think it slaps. Especially when it has little fruit bits in it. He wrongly thinks it’s horrid and old fashioned. So I come to the great heathens of tumblr settle our debate.

(I had to google what Americans call Jelly and I’m so confused. So you get a stolen google image for reference)

[mokkagren]

Tell me that you hate me, yeah, I heard it all before There's a life here for the taking, is it mine or is it yours?

i debated for a longer while whether to post it or not because i'm not confident in the slightest about posting art of human characters i haven't gotten the hang of yet but ehh i figured it looked good enough

the gf is real and i'm all in for it

this piece was specifically inspired by the song "Shadow" by Livingston because it felt like it felt so much and ughhh i'm so sane i'm so sane i promise

also alt + no text versions because i felt cute idk

[nikxlaii]

➽ 𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 (𝐈𝐈)

☁ Pairing: Dazai Osamu x gn!reader

☁ Category: Angst

☁ Synopsis: Every time he holds you closer, he can’t help but think of his previous love. You left the agency in order to move on and recover, leaving Dazai in pain.

☁ Note: A continuation of Part 1 of Glimpse of Her. Originally, I didn't plan on making a second part for this since I'm out of ideas, but some of you insisted, so here you go. This story sounds so much better in my head. ;// 08/16/2023

Part 1

Since then, a week has gone by without your presence at the agency. Others started to worry and tried contacting you. They knew what had happened and were utterly disappointed with Dazai. Of course, he received tons of smacking from Kunikida for being such an idiot.

Dazai sat at his desk, staring into the distance. He absentmindedly fiddled with the slack bandage covering his arm, almost ripping it out. Normally, he would replace them with new ones, but does that really matter right now? He couldn’t think of anything other than you circling his mind.

It was unusual, to say the least, for the Agency to be so quiet.

He signed softly and leaned his head on his desk. The pain, guilt, and regret have been weighing heavily on his mind. He despised himself for how he exploited you for his own pleasure; how he only loved you because you reminded him so much of her, yet despite everything he had done to you, you continued to love him dearly, and that made him feel extremely guilty.

What good would it do, he thought, to apologize when he knew it wouldn't repair the pain he had caused?

Honestly, even if he knows he's done something wrong, he's not the type to apologize, but to you? He's unbelievably tender, almost making Kunikida choke and die with the change of Dazai’s personality around you.

He thought about what might possibly happen if you hadn't accepted his feelings in the first place. Will you both be content with your lives as friends or just happy as companions?

He doesn’t know the answer to that.

He sighed and stood up, proceeding towards the exit. This is something he always does to clear his mind. He'll go somewhere where he can be alone and think without being interrupted by people.

He twisted the doorknob, ignoring Kunikida's exasperated yells. He proceeded through the corridors and down the stairs, ignoring everyone in the agency. He just wants to get out and be by himself right now. Most eager to find you. Yes, he's worried.

As he was ready to leave the building, he was stopped by Ranpo's plaintive voice from the President's room.

“EHH? WHAT? You’re leaving?! (Name), don’t leave me!” was all Dazai heard as he walked back almost immediately and stood in front of the president's office. He grasped the doorknob, hesitant to enter. Dazai knew you didn't want to see him, but it's been a week, so this would be an opportunity to talk to you.

He broke out in a cold sweat as the thought of you leaving passed through his head. This felt like a kick to the gut for Dazai. He doesn’t want you to leave. He’s already lost the people he cared for, and now you? His grip tightened, and a familiar feeling rose up in his chest. He knew he was the reason, yet he ashamedly admits he doesn’t want you to leave. Even if you don’t talk to him, seeing your presence safe in the agency is already enough for him.

But what did he expect? This is clearly the consequence of his foolish actions.

He stood there for a moment, debating whether he should go in or just wait for you to come out. He gritted his teeth as his breath became shallow. His heart was hammering against his ribs. Despite being able to control his heart rate, he couldn’t stop it. Dazai wasn’t familiar with the sensation, as it was the first time he had felt this way, and it left him feeling overwhelmed and out of character, almost making him cringe.

He snapped back to reality when he heard a familiar voice behind the door. "Don't worry, Ranpo-san, I'll still come by and bring you sweets," you muttered as you opened the door, unaware of the person behind it. You collided with something, or more specifically, someone's chest. You looked up to see who it was, making you suck in a breath. You took a step back and instantly adjusted your stance. You silently closed the door behind you while staring at the individual in awkward silence.

Why now?

You thought as you pursed your lips. You were helpless and simply stood there, staring at the man who had broken you. Thoughts of ignoring him and leaving as if you didn't know him crossed your mind, but something inside of you keeps you from doing so. Possibly anxious?

Breathing nervously, you were taken aback by his sudden embrace, causing you to halt in place and your eyes to widen. Dazai didn’t know what pushed him to do that, but he didn’t care; he just felt the need to hold you in his arms.

"(Name), you’re safe. I’ve missed you so much, my bella-"

"-please get off of me." You spoke as you firmly pushed him away. You could have sworn you saw the anguished expression he made, but you were too perplexed to even care about that. Right now, you just want to be eaten by the ground and be alone. Just seeing him makes your heart tighten.

"(Name), belladona, can we talk this out? Please talk to me," He said in a pleading tone, taking a step closer to you, but you were too hurt to even want to hear of any of his pathetic reasons. You didn't want to take a chance of getting hurt again, especially when he made it clear that he took advantage of your feelings.

Sweat began to gather on your forehead as you fought back tears that threatened to form in your eyes. You were at a loss for what to do in this uncomfortable situation. You didn't want to cry in his presence. You just want to be away from him and be alone.

When he didn't hear you respond, his heart tightened, a clear indication to him that you didn't want to talk to him. Normally he would pester the person and force them to speak to him, but this time was different. He knew you didn’t want to, so he had no choice but to let you go.

You muttered a low ‘excuse me’ as you walked past Dazai, leaving a pit inside of his stomach. You surpassed the impulse to cry as you exited the building. It's probably the last time you'll ever set foot on it. As much as Dazai wanted to hold your wrist to stop you, he just can’t bring himself to do it. But if he can, he will, even if it means screaming at him, just for you to stay.

His heart sank when you disappeared from his sight. The person he loved was leaving him again, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Even if he wanted to, he just couldn’t. In that moment, everything seemed to slow down as he watched the person who had made him feel understood disappear from his life forever.

Ranpo knew it was coming as he walked out of the President's office, peering at the man's amber eyes with his emerald ones in disappointment.

"Honestly, did you love them? Or was it simply the way they treated and loved you that made you love them?" Ranpo inquired solemnly, already knowing the answer to his question. Despite Ranpo's childish demeanor, he becomes serious in circumstances like this if you’re involved. You were like a sister to Ranpo, and watching you leave the agency sent thousands of knives through his chest. He couldn't help but blame the brunette for your departure.

Dazai turned his gaze to where you had left. He did love you. He loves you with all his heart. But there were times that he'd see you as her, and he couldn’t help but miss her solace. But of course, that is no excuse for him to make you stay.

He didn’t immediately respond, but after a moment of silence, he replied, “With all my heart.”

“How can you say that? You broke their heart.”

He sighed deeply and said, “I know, and for that, I'm forever sorry. But I want you to know that I never meant to hurt them. I loved them more than anything in the world. I still do.”

‘Never meant? that’s bullshit.’ Ranpo thought to himself. Although Ranpo isn’t the type of person to curse, what Dazai said made him look at him in disbelief.

After a long pause, Dazai continued, “I know how much pain I caused them, and I don’t expect them to forgive me. But I want them to know that they’ll always have a place in my heart.”

If he hadn't messed up in the first place, surely your relationship would not have ended up this way.

But his actions were a choice, not a mistake, right?

Right.

Before turning around, Ranpo took a final look at the brunette and then closed his eyes.

“The hardest part of love isn’t falling in or out of it. It’s learning how to pick yourself up and move on.” and with that, Ranpo left the brunette dumbfounded.

As he stood there dumbfounded, a sudden realization slowly began to dawn on Dazai. He was coming to understand something he had never quite fully realized before. He blinked a few times as he breathed out a breath he was holding before starting to move again.

Maybe… Just maybe one day he'll find a glimpse of us.

Part 1

Bonus part: It's been 6 years since you last visited the agency, and you're now blissfully engaged to someone amazing. You haven't seen or heard from your former colleagues in a long time, so inviting them to your wedding would be a fantastic idea.

And what about Dazai? He hasn't changed since you left. Consider his distress when he receives your wedding invitation. To be honest, he deserves it. That was something he did to himself. But part of him is relieved that you've found happiness.

He was hesitant to attend your wedding, but Ranpo persuaded him to do so. (Lmao He wanted him to feel your anguish 6 years ago.)

[tamaharu]

tried out for an acappella group at my uni :) we'll see if i get in and/or hate it

DO IT SCARED!!!!!!!!!!!!

[justhereformilgram]

Why yes I do find myself becoming enthralled with multimedia stories primarily told through songs and sometimes manga and other ways with characters labeled numbers one to ten who are all so complicated and deep <3

Under the cut is spoilers/speculation for the Kagerou Project and trial one and trial two of the MILGRAM project! If you’re a fan of one of these I recommend checking the other two out! Also discussion of suicide topics and general dark content considering these tragic characters

Ok those up above are just paired by number (prison number and order of joining the mekkakushi dan) but here is how I’d pair them based on power/themes + explanations, maybe even if there was a crossover or au sort of thing. The ones with the blue squares are what I think definitely fit while the others I had to go back and forth on

prepare for a ton of yapping. Lol. Lmao.

Kido and Haruka: Abandonment and attention issues + the power to conceal yourself so you don’t get noticed is really interesting to me… Kido is more confident and blunt than Haruka, and yet, I do think they match up fairly well.

Seto and Mahiru: I was debating on giving Seto’s power to Yuno or even Es since it’s like. I don’t know people pleasing/the whole motif of trying to see inside of people’s minds but Mahiru having mind reading powers compels me, since she’s so empathetic. It would also make her indirect murder so much more messy since she would have likely tried to show her love more if she could viscerally sense her boyfriend struggling, but ough.

Kano and Kazui: now this. This fits like a glove. They’re all about lies and pain baybeee… Yobanashi Decieve is such a perfect Kazui song it’s not even funny. (Using the Will Stetson Eng Lyrics but like. Come on)

“Act normal and all of that, but my heart’s still rushing fast so easily”

“I bit the fruit (apple motif!!) and the snake burrowed inside of me”

“But that’s only right, cause I’m a monster in kind”

“Listen closely to this coward’s beating heart, a selfish face that’s seeped in pain, the only me that remains”

“Though I say I’m really lonely, nothing’s ever gonna change”

Mary and Amane : Okay this is a more of a hear me out but hear me out. Both sheltered from the outside/real world, albeit for different reasons, Amane by her religious organization, Mary by her mom since she has Medusa blood. Petrification as a power would be helpful for amane in that murder and/or not getting hurt again, and/or punishing sinners. Also I think Amane would judge Mary since she’s all about stopping the natural cycle of death with all those timeloops

Muu and Momo: Simply they are both popular and that power of drawing eyes is so perfect for that. Less good for Muu once everyone turns on her but it still works.

Ene and Fuuta: This is so just because digital media like video games and twitter are so important to Fuuta like yes go into the computer buddy and cyberbully on another level. They also have similar outward prickliness <3

Shintaro and ES: this is really just about main characters and retaining eyes probably going to Es…? Wasn’t too sure of this one myself tbh

Hibiya and Mikoto (and John): Ok Focusing eyes I couldn’t really think of anyone since it’s very niche but ehh..? Graphic artist??? I do think a kagerou daze situation with Mikoto and John of John trying to save Mikoto in a death loop would fit them before the twist that oh no, sacrificing yourself just continues a different cycle…

Konoha and Kotoko: they can PUNCH. mostly did this one because kotoko would love to have the power to punch people to death and also. Well. Most inter-party kills. In konoha’s case due to possession but Kotoko would prob use hers for cold hard Justice

Hiyori and Shidou: ok this was Clearing Eyes since timeline shenanigans makes it so that Hiyori isn’t part of the group most loops. Maybe I should’ve put Kenjirou instead… well… welp. Shidou would go that far for his wife, that’s all I’ll say, and also the snake of knowledge fits him

Ayano and Yuno: Wasn’t sure about this one, since tbh Novel ES (the girl one) probably fits Ayano better, but Yuno having such a emotional power, able to express her feelings to another, while having everything she has going on could be interesting. Maybe Yuno matches Hiyori better I don’t know LOL Ayano is my favorite of the kagepro bunch though

[icantthinkofanythingcool3]

Sessions

This is probably going to be only for a very niche part of the internet, but I'm obsessed with Bones again at the moment so here ya go.

Agent Y/n is an FBI agent that occasionally works with Booth, Bones, and the team. She has become good friends with Sweets, and Angela. After an extra brutal case that involved a serial killer and an intense fixation on Agent Y/n herself, Y/n needs mandated counseling from her favorite psychologist. The following are the sessions that document the beginning of something more than a professional or even friendly relationship.  

Session 1

“For the record, I think this is totally unnecessary.” Y/n sighed. 

“I do not agree. You’ve been through a traumatizing experience.” 

“How is this any more traumatizing than the events I witness on a day-to-day basis. This is literally my job Lance.” 

“It’s not everyday that a killer is specifically targeting you y/n, so, once again, I disagree. Plus it’s mandated by the FBI, so you don’t really have a choice.” Lance said matter of factly, “I’ll take your extreme eye roll as acceptance. You know some people say that your eyes could get stuck that way.” 

“Shut up and do your psycho shit.” 

“There’s nothing for me to do, we just need to talk. We talk all the time, what’s the problem now?” 

“We talk as friends, this is not us talking as friends Lance, this is some bullshit test to see if I’m still capable of doing my job. I don’t think it’s fair to me to think that just because some asshole murderer decided to set his sights on me means that I suddenly don’t have the ability to do my damn job anymore!” 

“Y/N that’s, well that’s actually an accurate depiction so I can’t debate that. But I want you to understand it’s not me personally that feels like that. It’s the men upstairs, as one would say, you can still talk to me.” 

“Isn’t that a conflict of interest?” Y/n smirked at him

“Well, if I thought this could actually be a problem I absolutely would have suggested that you go to a different psychologist, but I don’t think it’s that kind of problem. I still think you need to talk to someone though.” 

“Ehh, I think we need to talk more about how you’re totally showing favoritism here.”

“Let’s talk about that after we talk about you, yeah?”

 ��If you insist, Dr. Sweets.”

Session 2 “How many more of these do we have to do?” Y/n complained. 

“This is only session number two y/n, I think you know it’s going to take more than that. I would like to discuss how you’re feeling now. It’s been exactly 10 days since he was caught.” 

“Well, I would still like to talk about how you’re showing immense favoritism by seeing me as a patient since we’re quote, unquote friends.”

“Woah, woah, now that makes it seem like you don’t think we’re friends.” 

“Now, I didn’t say that, but I would like to dissect why that was your immediate thought.” 

“Oh, so now you’re the psychologist, huh?” Lance asked, quietly laughing at y/n. 

“Yes, you know what. I think I would like to switch professions…would you mind switching seats with me? I think it’s time for me to take over this session.”  

“You know what, sure. I think this will be good for my analysis. Go ahead there y/n, take your new seat.”

 “So Mr. Sweets-”

“Woah, woah so in your fantasy my degrees suddenly fail to exist?”

“Shhhhhh, we’re doing things my way now, remember? So, Mr. Sweets, why is it that you seem to be showing me favoritism?” 

“Well technically, how can I be showing favoritism if, in this fantasy, you have taken away my degrees therefore I would have no-”

“Lance!!!!! You are not making this fun for me!!!! Can you stop with your logic please and just answer my question?! Why are you avoiding the answer?” Y/n said half joking, but also half annoyed at him for not letting her have any fun. 

“Okay, okay. Well, Dr. y/l/n, I suppose I show you favoritism because you’re one of my favorite people. Some may say, as I’m sure you know with your vast knowledge of psychology and all the varying fields, that I’ve been creating my own family since my parents died. I consider you one of those people.”

 “Wow…that’s. I…don’t….that’s probably one of the most honest and sweetest things anyone has ever said to me… As a friend, not as a psychologist of my vast knowledge, will you tell me about them? About your parents?” 

“Of course I will.” 

Session 3

“Y/n are we finally going to discuss what we’re here to talk about?” 

“I don’t wanna.” 

“Do you think that maybe it means something that you don’t want to talk about it?” 

“No, I just don’t wanna.”

“Y/n, come on. The longer this drags out the longer we have to keep doing these sessions.” 

“Well maybe I like the sessions and I don’t want them to end.” 

“Well, you know they don’t have to, right? Just because we speak about what we have to discuss doesn't mean that we have to stop having the sessions, just that I can finally sign off on the papers your bosses are asking for. If we can get through this we can talk about whatever you want in the next session, maybe even me again if that’s what you would prefer.” 

“Fine, but I just want to say that I am doing this entirely against my will…”

“I will definitely put that on the record.” 

“I guess what I feel is…not safe. I don’t feel safe at my house, I don’t feel safe at work, I don’t feel safe in the field. Honestly, the only place I feel safe is here. I guess that’s why I don’t want these meetings to end. See there goes my vast psychological knowledge at work.”

There was a moment of silence where y/n said, “See this is exactly why I didn’t want to say anything. Your face looks sad, like you’re pitying me right now.” 

“I’m not pitying you, y/n. That’s not what I'm feeling right now. I’m feeling sad for someone I care about because they just told me they don’t feel safe anymore. I’m frustrated that you can’t function in life without being scared. I’m angry that some maniac decided to set his sights on you and now you’re not who you were before. I’m just pissed, I’m…I don’t even know.” 

“I think you’re more angry than I am. Can’t you take some comfort that I find some solace in here with you?” 

“Well, I mean yeah, but it doesn’t make me any less angry. Why…why do you feel safe here?”

“I don’t know. I mean I guess because well first off, you obviously. Talking to you makes me feel like I don’t have anything to worry about. It’s also a small office, only one access point, so logically I have a better chance of protecting myself.” 

“I don’t like that, but I can understand it. I wish that you didn’t have to feel like that.” Lance said, putting his notebook down and moving next to y/n on the couch. 

“Not very psychologist-like of you, Lance.”

“You’re right, but very friend-like of me. That’s what’s more important right now I believe.” 

“Well thank you for being my friend. I…I…uhh really appreciate that. I appreciate you.” 

Session 4

“Sooooooo, you said we can talk about you this time, right??”

“If you’re so inclined, I still think we should talk about you though.” 

“I just think that you want to avoid being psycho-analyzed like you do to everyone who sits on this couch.” 

“Hey, that’s not fair.” 

“I think it’s very fair. Anywhooooooooo, tell me more about what you were like as a kid.”

“Oh so now you’re going to delve into my childhood trauma?” 

“I mean yes that was the plan, but you seem to have uncovered it way too soon. See no fun.” 

“I already told you about growing up with my parents. Dissect from that what you will.”

“Well yeah, but what were you like, 6 or 7? What about before that? And what about your biological parents? Did you know anything about them?” 

“It’s not really something I want to get into y/n.” 

“Come on, you show me yours, I’ll show you mine. We can go question for question.” 

“Y/n. I said I do not want to talk about it! THAT’S IT.” Lance said angrily. 

“Lance, I’m sorry, I didn’t know how serious it was. Really, I’m sorry for pushing. I didn’t mean to upset you.” 

“No, y/n, it’s me. God, I’m such an asshole. It just…well it wasn’t a good time before I got adopted by my parents. I didn’t feel safe before them. That’s…that’s all I want to say.” 

“Understood. I’m sorry that you had to go through that, I can’t imagine anyone wanting to hurt you now, let alone little 6 year old you with a sweet little baby face. You know your last name actually fits you very well, kinda like fate if you ask me.” 

“That’s very kind y/n. Thank you, I appreciate it.” Sweets smiled at y/n. 

“Just being a friend, nothing to thank me for here.” 

Session 5

“So, I’ve come to a conclusion.” Y/n said, smiling cheekily to Lance.

“Oh, and what’s that?” 

“You’re literally being paid to sit here and talk to your best friend. That’s like a totally cushy gig.” 

“Oh, you’re my best friend?”

“I mean yes. Clearly, we are definitely best friends. It's, like, completely obvious.” 

“I was unaware so thank you for informing me of that.” 

“Lance, come on. You totally know we’re best friends. Don’t try to hide it. You have no reason to be embarrassed, you know, I’m a pretty cool person.” 

“Well, you are a pretty cool person. And like I said previously, I do consider you part of the family I’ve made. I guess it is obvious we’re best friends, silly me for not recognizing it earlier.” 

“I like talking to you Lance.”

“I like talking to you as well, y/n.” 

Session 6

“Y/n.” 

“Woah, you sound serious.”

“I am, there’s something I have to talk to you about.” 

“Okay, I’m listening.” 

“I can’t be your psychologist anymore.” 

“Woah, wait, what. What do you mean? Where is this coming from? Lance, did I do something? Say something?”

“Y/n, it’s not about you. Well, I mean not like that. It’s nothing that you did, or said. I…I just. Well you were right before, this is kind of a conflict of interest. Professionally, I shouldn’t be seeing you. It’s not right.” 

“Oh, I, uh…thanks for proving me right I guess. Um…I think I’m going to go now.” 

“No! Wait! I know you feel safe here, with me, in this room. We can still talk here, we can still have these conversations. I don’t want to take that away from you. I’m just recommending that I cannot adequately finish clearing you from what happened.”

“I don’t understand what’s changed suddenly. I brought this up weeks ago. I don’t want to go sit in someone else’s office and talk about this shit. I didn’t want to go through this in the first place. Lance, I don’t understand why you would do this. You know how hard this was for me, I can’t believe you would do this.” 

“Y/n, just trust me, it’s for the best.” 

“I don’t trust you right now. This isn’t what is best for me. I can’t believe this, I can’t believe yo-”

Lance cut y/n off, “Y/n I LOVE YOU…I…I am in freaking love with you and that’s why I can’t do this anymore. It’s not fair to me either.” 

“Lance…I…you…I…” 

“I think you should leave now.”

“Wait, wait, no…I love you too. I’ve been falling for you since the moment I met you.” 

“y/n-”

“I’m serious. All of these sessions just confirmed it more for me. That’s why I felt safe here, with you. You make me feel like I don’t have to worry or be scared anymore.” 

“Y/n, I…you make… you’re-” 

“Just shut up and kiss me already.” Y/n said, already leaning in to place her lips on his.

[spectrechosts]

Misc. Short Magical Girl Stories

On Cohost there was a prompt account for stories about magical girls. Here are some short responses I made to that account, centering on a team themed after... well, it's up for debate.

PROMPT: Magical Girl Who Is Very Confidently Wrong

"Pick a different name."

"Fuck you." Said Sparkle Warrior Pluto.

"We're named after PLANETS-"

"IT'S A PLANET TO ME."

"THAT ISN'T HOW IT WORKS YOU CAN'T JUST DECIDE WHAT IS AND ISN'T A PLANET."

"AND NEIL DEGRASSE TYSON CAN?"

"YES! THAT'S HIS JOB!"

"FUCK HIS JOB!"

"IT'S A TRANS-NEPTUNIAN OBJECT!"

"YOU'RE A TRANS-NEPTUNIAN OBJECT!"

"I'm a trans-neptunian object." Said Sparkle Warrior Neptune, and they had to pause the argument for a moment because like, nice.

~

PROMPT: Magical Guardian With An Unfortunate Source Of Power

"Sparkle Warrior Magical Barrage!"

"Sparkling Icy Blast!" Yelled Sparkle Warrior Pluto.

"Shining Solar Flare!" Cried Sparkle Warrior Sol.

"Glittering Intracranial Hemorrhage." Said Sparkle Warrior Erebus.

The three of them watched as the villain of the week slumped to the ground, blood trickling from his nose.

"Okay Erebus, remember that talk we had? About appropriate uses of blood magic on a magical girl team?" Said Sol.

"Blood magic is only cute when used to heal people." Erebus answered, nodding solemnly.

"Correct! So, what happened here?"

"I am not cute. I am evil's bane."

~

PROMPT: Magical Girl Who Didn't Pay For Her Magical Item With Money, Exactly…

"Okay, putting aside for a moment that you went and bought a forbidden tome bound in human skin, which is again not appropriate magical girl behavior-"

"I don't know what you think the tome is for if not magic." Said Sparkle Warrior Erebus, absentmindedly leafing through the pages.

"Shush. Putting it aside." Said Sol, incredulous. "What, in god's green earth, do you mean you sold Neptune's soul for it."

"I asked first."

"It's true, I said she could." Said Neptune.

Sol buried her head in her hands.

"Why?"

"Ehh, I don't believe in all that. Souls and the afterlife and whatnot."

"YOUR POWERS COME FROM YOUR SOUL GEM!"

"Yeah, they still work fine. 's just a name, isn't it?"

"How can you just not believe souls are real you exchanged yours for goods."

"Yeah, I feel like we got a really good deal all things considered."

[riyangiis]

I LOVE FILO ZB1 CONTENT SMMMM i usually have these random thoughts in my head abt what the members would be like as filos AND BRO for me ricky is definitely englishero. specifically those kinds that are fluent in tagalog but just prefer speaking in english

actually ricky is so me what the heck.. 😬😬 HE DEF LISTENS TO HEV ABI😬😬😬 it's either he's conyo and is horrible at filipino or he's just what you described him.. this guy is a bgc boy you can't say no

I think I would still keep the chinese and american in him😂😂.. guys guys what if he's a chinese-filipino that grew up in the us and has little to no knowledge abt the philippines.. bro when he gets there he would be THE airport crush wtf.. his parents told him that he should try to go to a public school but he's concerned and worried that he might get made fun of.. A LOT. so he goes to a private school first, then goes to public once he's able to speak filipino properly and stuff but he's only gonna stay there for a year..

bro def goes like "what's the orange ball with the little egg inside?" LMAOOOO🤣🤣🤣🙏🙏⁉️⁉️ he cringes at those err what do you call them.. the genggeng boys😬 they often tell him to try and hangout with them but he just.. ignores them.. "kumaldag ka nga!!" "wtf is a kaldag??"

bro tries so hard not to show off in the days where you're able to wear civilian clothes instead of the uniform but does it anyway.. "bat may lalaking mukhang pupunta sa party.." he even ricky-fies his own uniform and makes it look richer and more classy than it was originally supposed to be.. ehh you get it

def the guy that has EVERYTHING you need for a project, he doesn't really do anything except make the art and have the supplies.. "gaga nawala ung ink ng marker!" *biglang may 7 na marker, bago pa..* the main reason why he doesn't really do anything in the project because his group mates find it hard to communicate with him since his first languages are english and chinese and when he speaks filipino, he has this weird accent..

he knows how to speak filipino naman, it's just that accent that messes everything up.. medyo insecure siya abt it so he just doesn't speak at all. he also doesn't understand kanal humor AT ALL so his classmates don't really like his type of humor.. when he found out that he actually has english-speaking classmates with aircon humor, he tried his best to befriend him but they thought he was weird or didn't want to become friends with him since they thought he was some rich spoiled kid who knows nothing but money.. heck people even used him because of his wealthy status and got hold of the fact that he likes giving gifts to people he's close with..

he's famous around the school just for his looks, nothing else. when he thought his popularity would give him an advantage to get more friends and have a good image. he caught girls trying to sneak gifts or trying to state at him, he thought that this whole thing was making him uncomfortable but he can't do anything though. that's only gonna ruin his reputation. so he didn't mind and ignored the admirers, they're not really his business anyways. he knows he's handsome, he doesn't have to show it off at all times.

he stopped trying to make friends in his school and just sticked to doing his hobbies when he was bored and continued talking to his friends from china and usa, the others just viewed him as some rich kid anyway. the teacher assigned a project that needs a partner for the class, everyone gets to pick their own partner. he looks around with people debating on who should be their partner. he just continued drawing whatever was in his mind waiting for some unfortunate person to have no choice but be partners with him (to his admirers it's very fortunate to be partners with him.. you can see them fighting on who should be his partner, ricky is just enjoying the thought of being alone with no one disturbing him.

ricky suddenly felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. he looked up to see someone, is it an admirer?

"hello? can I be your partner?"

"huh? oh, sure.."

his attention is now on you instead of the drawing of a rose, ricky was caught off guard because of how.. quick this person asked to be his partner without being shy or nervous. he looked at the group of admirers, now fuming because he already has a partner.

(medyo inaccurate ito sorry😭😭)

[michimiart-blog]

Greetings fellow Rain Code fans, today I am bringing Yuma making a pact with Death God!Vivia

Oh, by the way, Miss Furio is the Chief of the Nocturnal Detective Agency.

Does that mean that Yakou is dead? Or does that mean that Yakou takes Vivia's role? Ehh, I am not sure tbh, both options are good but I am debating on it, at the same time, I am having the same questions regarding Shinigami's new role, making her either be Tenko's sister who died or taking Vivia's place.

I know that I selected Melami, Shachi, Iruka, Karen, Desuhiko, Fubuki and Icardi as the Master Detectives; Guillamine as the Director of the Peacekeepers, Yomi being the Hitman, Fake Zilch replacing Huesca and Huesca replacing Dominic.

Still unsure about some, as you can see.

[xikerriess]

Sweatshirt, K. Junghoon

kim junghoon x reader

genre: fluff, a bit of angst

warnings: none

a/n: I wrote this in class. then I wonder why do i fail physics...

I hurriedly opened the door of the big building and went room by room handing out the drinks to the dancers. Working in a cafeteria might be easier if my boss hadn't insisted on taking take-out orders.

I quickly entered the last room to finish my day's work, when someone bumped into me, knocking over the coffee cups I was holding. I cursed inwardly, was nothing going well?

"Are you okay?" I asked, worried.

"Ye-yes, don't worry" He said seeing how his clothes were stained with coffee. The person turned out to be a guy who looked about my age, though a bit taller.

After that, he took off his sweatshirt and left it on a bench, then left without another word. I was stunned. Is it the new fashion to leave your clothes lying around? In the end I let it go, although I took his sweatshirt to wash it at home, I would find a time to give it back to him.

...............

"I don't know how you think of these things, Eunji," I said as I closed the door to my flat.

"You won't regret it. I have an eye for these things" She said, winking at me.

Double dates. If single dates weren't good enough for me, imagine if, apart from my date, there were two other people. I didn't even want to think about it.

We arrived at the establishment five minutes before the agreed time, so we preferred to wait for the guys outside.

"Eunji!!!" The shout of a male voice was heard from across the road, and we both lifted our heads from our mobiles.

"Seeun, how are you?" Greeted my friend to who was probably her date "This is Yn, the girl I told you about"

Well, it wasn't her date.

"Hi, nice to meet you" He said with a handshake.

"Nice to meet you too" I replied with a smile, until I saw Eunji's real date.

Indeed, it was that boy.

Although I was surprised, I didn't say anything, as it might make him uncomfortable.

Anyways, the dinner went pretty well. We all talked a lot, except him. I guessed he would be shy. Quite the opposite of Seeun, who talked his head off. I liked him well enough.

On the way out, I debated whether to go talk to the guy from the other day or not, but decided to go for it.

"Ummm..." I whispered with a touch on his arm, which made him startle " Do you remember me?"

"Sorry, can you speak a little louder?" He asked a little chagrined.

"Ah, yes" I said, raising my tone "I don't know if you remember me, but I'm the girl from the other day, the one from the coffee" He nodded, looking quickly into my eyes "Your sweatshirt is in my flat.... When can I give it to you?"

"Ehh..." He thought "I'm going to be at the dance studio tomorrow, if you want you can leave it there".

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow" I said goodbye with a smile, and he waved his hand. "Cute" I thought.

The walk home was silent, I couldn't get the image of the boy out of my head.

"Soooo" Eunji snapped me out of my thoughts "What do you think of Seeun?"

"He's very nice, if a little too outgoing for my taste.I think he suits you more" I said, elbowing her.

"Well, I like Junghoon very much" She said with a smile "Although he's a bit difficult to talk to.... But that's okay".

"Is it because he's shy?" I asked "You know, I bumped into him the other day and that's why I was talking to him just now".

"No way! He's not the guy you threw the coffee at?" She exclaimed.

"That's the one. But I didn't throw it at him, I tripped and spilled it" I said, excusing myself.

And before we knew it, we were home.

"Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow" Eunji said "Goodnight!"

"See you tomorrow" Although for me it wasn't too good, because I spent the whole night thinking about that shy boy.

..........

The next day I went first thing in the morning to the place I had agreed with the boy to leave his sweatshirt.

When I went in, I asked which room Junghoon was in, and then I went to this one.

When I knocked on the door and got no answer, I went in myself, finding the dark-haired boy training. He looked like a totally different person. His expression was one of complete concentration and confidence, unlike the day before. That surprised me.

"Yn" Whispered Junghoon, who hadn't seen me yet.

"Good morning" I said, with a higher tone of voice than usual "Here's your sweatshirt".

"Thank you" He grabbed the bag the garment was in.

"I think it's going to smell really strong on you, I used my mum's detergent instead of mine..." I apologized.

"It's okay!" He exclaimed, before sniffing the sweatshirt and wrinkling his nose. I let out a laugh.

"By the way, you dance really well" I praised him "You looked like a whole other person, it was amazing!"

His cheeks took on a slight pink colour. "Thank you so much" He said with a small smile. "Cute" I thought, again.

"Someday you can teach me" I suggested.

"I don't have anything to do today, if you want you can stay" Though he quickly seemed to regret proposing that.

"Really?" I asked, wildly smiling "But I don't have any sports clothes on..."

"I can let you borrow mine" He proposed "I don't think it would be too big for you, we're about the same height, you're very tall..."

"Yeah, I get that a lot" I laughed.

Yes, the clothes fit me almost perfectly.

And so, with laughter, we spent the whole morning. Junghoon was really different when it came to dancing.

"I think I should go, it's late" I said looking at the clock on the wall "Where should I leave your clothes?"

"You can take it with you" He pointed at me "We are all supposed to meet tomorrow" He reminded referring to Eunji and Seeun "You can give it to me there".

"Looks like I'm going to be keeping your clothes every day" I said, making Junghoon chuckle under his breath. For the first time I realised how cute his laugh is. Soft, subtle. I should make him laugh more.

"Shall I join you?" His usual shyness took over his body again "If you want."

"Sure!" And the two of us walked out to the front door, where we were met by a boy who seemed to know Junghoon.

"What's up, Junghoon?" He asked.

"Hey!" The boy looked at me, confused "It's Yn, a friend" 'Friend'.didn't sound good when he said it.

"Hi, I'm Minjae" He said "What are you doing here?

"This morning I came to give something to Junghoon and I ended up staying" I replied, a little embarrassed "I'm going home now. See you tomorrow, Hoon" I said goodbye with a light squeeze on the shoulder and headed back to my destination, leaving a blushing Junghoon on the way.

..........

The next day the four of us met again, this time for a walk and to do some shopping.

I handed Junghoon his trousers and T-shirt and we talked while Seeun and Eunji didn't arrive. The two of us had a great time together.

All along the walk we both gave each other glances from time to time, making us giggle.

And it went on like that for a couple of months, until we decided to meet separately. It was raining heavily that day and Seeun and I agreed to go to a shopping centre.

I was quite distracted looking for a present for Junghoon, as his birthday was coming up soon and I wanted to get him something. To tell you the truth, the last few days all I could think about was him.

"Yn" Seeun called out to her "You like my friend, don't you?" I was startled by the sudden question, but there was no hint of annoyance in the boy's voice, which surprised me.

"Yes..." I affirmed, looking him in the eyes. The truth was that I didn't dislike Seeun at all, in fact, I was very fond of him and I didn't want to lose him as my best friend "Seeun, I..."

"Don't worry" He interrupted me "It's alright, I already knew that. I've known Junghoon for a long time and I'm sure he likes you too. He keeps talking about you these days, you know?"

"But, you..."

"I didn't ask you about me, Yn" He said with a sincere smile "Well, I guess you have some unfinished business, don't you?" He gave me his umbrella along with a push "Get that boy!"

I ran off towards the cafeteria where Eunji and Junghoon were supposed to be, but no one was there. My last resort was to go to the dance academy, and that's where I found him, sheltering from the rain.

"Jungh..."

"I like you!" he shouted "I like you a lot, Yn!" I could tell he was on the verge of tears...Or was it the rain? Well, whatever.

"Junghoon..."

"Date me, please. I'll teach you all the dances you want, I'll take you to many places, I'll let you wear all the clothes you want, I'll make you v..."

Before I could finish, Junghoon was interrupted by my wet lips. I quickly placed my hand behind the back of his neck. He froze for a few seconds, then brought his hands to my cheeks and cupped my face. The kiss was slow and inexperienced, as neither of us had ever kissed before. Breaking away to breathe, the boy lowered his head, but I grabbed his chin and made him look at me.

"I like you too" I confessed with flushed cheeks "I do want to go out with you".

Suddenly, a clapping started to be heard. Startled, we both broke apart to see the silhouette of a boy.

Minjae had seen the whole thing and was ready to tease us both for the rest of our lives.

[atlas-the-idiot-2]

Helloooooo, we're the strawberry system,, here's a sorta long intro post

First, our alters! With premade intros thanks to pluralkit!

(we're a system of 11 to our knowledge but will only be putting alters that are comfortable being known here/have proper intros)

★★★

Headmates

Mike (he/they/it)

»Things to be wary of/know: hello! I'm mike, I'm the main host if the system! I'm bisexual and on the aroace spectrum as well. I like long debates and talks, I'd like to say im pretty open minded as well. I like alternative rock, watermelon bubble gum, reading, writing, and musicals!

Macey (they/it)

»Things to be wary of/know: first up! Im fluid between he and she pronouns but i always use they/it pronouns! Now actually onto me! Im a bit scatter brained at times, my thoughts are like, alllll over the place! I swear a lotttt, i make lota typos at times so sorry if i mess up lolll! I like showing off, alternative rock, fast music, thrills, horror stories/true crime, and things like that! I swear a good amount too but I'm resisting just in this intro lmaoooo! I can also be rude or ramble sometimes! I hope i get to know lots of people!

All for one (he/him)

(yes, my source is mha, yes I'm aware, no i am not my source)

»Things to be wary of/know: i have low empathy so i wouldn't go to me for help on most subjects, I mainly front on harder days for the system or boring days, I don't say much to others, i can be a bit... Protective or cold at times, no I don't excuse my sources actions though i understand if some are hesitant to interact with me

Dreamwalker (it/he/they)

»Things to be wary of/know: I only really speak to the others in the system, though I'm down for long talks or debates, I'm not very open though i suppose

Atlas (they/she/he)

»Things to be wary of/know: hello, i am Atlas, I don't talk much to anyone. You probably won't meet me unless theirs a problem going on with us or someone's causing a problem.

Jewel (she/they)

»Things to be wary of/know: hiya, i mostly hold emotions i guess? So that makes me sorta sensitive in a way, i have high empathy as well, I'm very soft spoken as well and don't speak much so please be patient with me! Um, please use tone tags, I'm also a sorta slow typer

Rozie (she/they/xe)

»Things to be wary of/know: hiiiiii, I'm the more extraverted of the bunch, you'll probably hear lotsa stuff from me! That's it i think!

★★★

Stances

Syscouse: hooooo boy. We prefer not to interact with Syscouse too much because its generally a battle field but we are supportive of endos! We generally avoid anti endos too because they're very much less welcoming and don't feel as safe around them :)

We also block freely and will block almost all anti endos that actively participate in discourse so please block me as well :))

★★★

Extra info!

System type: cephaconscious

System origins: none of your business<3

Syscovery birthday: may 7th

Asking to front: no thank you!

Nicknames: depends on the person but mostly fine!

Pet names: only if we know each other pls!

Teasing: fine, pls make it clear (/j or teasing in parentheses!)

Dms/friend request: perfectly fine!

Flirting: ehhhh, again depends on the person, generally no

★Ways to refer to us★

Yes: system, voices, collective, council, alternatives, collection, plural, choir, headmate, sysmate, system member, homies, people, others, crew

Ehh: alters, multiple, gang, tribe

No: part, piece, shard

★★★

Thats it i think lmao! Byeeee

[zylophie]

(✪▽✪) — day 3 featuring momoi airi

knock knock!

heres some mail!

ଘ(੭´꒳`)°* ੈ‧₊ 💌

⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ...anon is typing... ♡

↻ᴹᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ !

❝Hihii!! I wanna request a Christmas prompt number 3 with airi! Please and thank you(*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡❞

━━❝You shine brighter than any Christmas Star❞

"Look Airi! It's starting to snow!"

You then put out your open hand to catch a few snowflakes.

As Airi looked up to see the beautiful scenery of little flakes of snow slowly pouring down, turning the ground into white.

"Wow, this scenery is spectacular to see."

"...However we need to continue shopping for gifts for our friends, it's getting quite dark"

"Ehh?! You're right!"

Both of you were currently at a store that sells bath bombs. Currently looking through the different varieties they had, to find the perfect bomb for each MMJ member for Airi's friends.

"Oatmeal? Macarons? I didn't know they could shape it like food. I wonder if they'll taste go-"

"Oi! Don't let your intrusive thoughts go through."

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After some hours going through the different descriptions of effects the bath bombs and debating which bath bomb is good for Airi's friends. You guys decided to go for Rose, Rainbow and Green Tea bath bombs since you thought they fitted MMJ.

Where Rose would help Haruka relax more and the soothing effect of Green Tea would benefit Shizuku and finally Rainbow would be fun for Minori.

"Woah, that took a while. It's quite dark now"

Airi said, as you both exited the store. Only for something bright to catch your attention.

"Omg, look Airi! The Christmas tree and lights are lit up! Can we pretty pleaseeeee take a look?"

You shaked Airi's arm, signalling her how desperately you want to check it out despite how late it already was. Which caused a sigh to come out of her mouth.

"I guess we could since we haven't been here much. Just don't take too much time admiring it instead of me!"

You guys then quickly made your way to the tree. Admiring how big it was as well as how it was decorated.

"It looks so cool, I wonder how long it took to decorate this tree. It's like.. 30 metres tall!"

"Probably hours, come now [name]. Let's take a selfie!"

As you both posed to look the best as you can in the picture.

Snap!

"Wow! Your selfie skills never fail to impress me!"

"Heh, right? Your girlfriend is the best at taking selfies!"

"My favourite part of the picture has to be the Christmas star. Even in picture form it's still shining so brightly!"

"It may shine bright in here, however.."

"You shine brighter than any Christmas Star"

As Airi quickly pecked your cheek. Which caused you to turn a little red from her comment and action.

"Now c'mon! We need to get home now"

(っ'-')╮=͟͟͞͞💌 You receive a letter from Santa X!

↻ᴹᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ !

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

Nya~hello! Modmafuyu here. It's my first time writing for Airi so I hope I did her justice by not going out of character too much! It was a blast writing this prompt since it's pretty cute nehehe.

Calling... @msith

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[spin-sugar]

Thoughts on Joe Biden stepping down?

Ehh…it kinda feels like his party is dropping him off at one of those Cracker Barrel rocking chairs. Then, slinging gravel out of the parking lot, carrying on down the road, and trying their best to regain power in this political dumpster fire.

I’ll never forgive him/them for Palestine. I think he’s making the right choice (a bit late) but good lord what do they have in store as the alternative?

After the last debate and then the assassination attempt, I think we’ve had enough chaos and fuckery for the year. I’m tired, y’all.

[crvwly]

today at work the oven caught fire and it wasn't like, a Bad fire it just wasn't going out on its own after i turned off the gas and i was standing there debating getting the fire extinguisher and my manager came in and i was like calmly like hey, oven's on fire and she was equally calmly like oh? and came and stood next to me and was like "do you think we need the fire extinguisher?" and i was like ehh, it's kinda small, it might just go out, and if we spray the oven then it's covered in foam, and she was like hmm, good point. and then we just stood there and stared at it for like two entire minutes with our hands on our hips in full dad stance just waiting to see if it was gonna go out or get bigger and i truly understand now why my sim just stands there and dies every fucking time when the oven catches fire. Sometimes It's A Small Fire