#it wasn't just us with this issue but yeah they finally fixed it today

[kawamamilosc]

i'm constantly busy with work and uni but i've decided that after i finish on friday and today would be my days where i do absolutely nothing just to relax properly. unfortunately universe truly hates me and decided that we would have issue with plumbing so yesteday i was on my knees using all my towels trying to stop my flat getting flooded with poop water

[liaarxse]

tr boys when y/n has issues accepting that they actually do love her

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Characters: Nahoya Kawata, Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst in Kazutoras part

A/n: Literally pulled out the biggest smile when I saw this request. Also, yes, Nahoya again. I just love writing for him. idk why (cuz he a crackhead)

P.s: Remember, it was said multiple times that Toman doesn't hurt women, sunshines. Don't think they'd break your precious hearts. They'd be just a bit hard to deal with <3

—NAHOYA KAWATA

Okay, we've all seen that one best/worst boyfriend chart our friend Ken Wakui made.

Personally, I threw a fit when I saw who were the worst.

Then I thought about Nahoya. He seemed a bit like a fuck boy, you get what I mean? Yeah, no.

Then I thought about it again

I examined the post a bit more after I found it in English and read what Takemichi said. If Mikey and Kazutora would be the top worst because they're reckless, Nahoya would obviously be even tamer

So personally, I believe Nahoya is in the top three just because he has a carefree type of living way. Like, he isn't scared of fighting, killing, and all. I mean, he probably IS scared to kill but doesn't show it.

How's he a red flag again? I don't believe them.

But for one, he'd never cheat on you. He'll be loyal as hell. Maybe if he wasn't in a relationship in one of the time skips where it showed the top members he'd fuck around with chicks (straight hair grown up Nahoya gives me fuckboy energy), but since the change and he's now working with his brother In their ramen shop? Get that thing out of your head.

Because for him to get in a relationship, he must dearly love and respect you.

Keep in mind that he also has to trust you since, in one way, if you're not to be trusted and/or are somewhat dangerous, he's putting his brother in danger as well.

But that's besides the point.

He loves you.

It's painfully obvious

He protects you, he trusts you, he spoils you in his own ways

He loves you

Maybe it's past relationship trauma that causes you to think it's all a facade

Which brings us to today's scenario

You're in Nahoya's room since his brother is out all day and you didn't bother to fix yours

You were looking around his room while he was testing the new straightener you got him since his broke

Examining the objects around you, your eyes land on a frame right above his toman uniform. It was of you two

You wondered why he would frame such a picture on the wall over his gang uniform. You mostly didn't like it because you hated the way you came out in the picture

Getting off his bed, you walked over to the opposite wall and stared at the picture for a good minute

Nahoya noticed that from the reflection on the mirror in front of him, but his smile just grew a tad bit more and returned to straightening his hair

You pursed your lips together in thought and reached to grab it

"Oi!" He exclaimed with a giggle. "Hands off."

You flinched when he suddenly spoke and turned to him with a raised brow

"What? Why?"

"Because," He turned around to face you. "I know you'll throw the pic away."

You weren't going to lie. If you stared at it for a bit more, you would've made the paper rip itself. You hated how you came out!

"But I look horrible!"

"I know." He laughed, but it quickly died down to a chuckle when he saw you glaring at him. "I'm kidding, babe. You look hella cute!"

You quickly turned around to hide the blush that appeared on your face. Crossing your arms, you were still staring at the picture

Being too caught in the act, you didn't realize when Nahoya finally finished straightening his hair and came up to you. He loosely wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder, mockingly copying your slightly frustrated face

You noticed that and rolled your eyes with a soft groan, which earned you some snickering from him. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before nuzzling his own to yours

"Why did you frame this?"

"Because it's special."

"How is it special?" Your voice grew confused. It's just a picture, nothing much

"Reminds me of the main reason I never give up."

Your blood went cold. What?

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're my main priority, babe. You, your safety, your smile." He chuckled at how cheesy he sounded. "That's why I framed us right over my gang uniform. Every time I have to change for a brawl or even just a meeting, I'm reminded of the smile that will greet me in the end and will always be there."

That didn't sound like Nahoya. For a moment, you even thought if that wasn't just some doppelganger

Until he smacked your ass

Yeah that's him

He loves you, and without realizing it, he just made all your problems fade away

Looking at the picture now, maybe, just maybe, it isn't as bad as you thought it was.

+ Your little twin girls found the picture in some box while playing and made fun of how you both looked. It was never to be seen again. It was under your mattress

— KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

So. Second worst boyfriend on the list.

Let's be honest, if your love language is quality time this won't work

Not that he won't want to spend time with you, but Juvenile? Sorry baby, they stole him from you

Kazutora loves you so much. He'd kill for you, and he'll die for you. No questions asked. He once even tried to break out from Juvenile because he couldn't take being far away from you anymore.

You visit him every day for as long as you can, bringing him gifts, telling stories, saying how much you miss him

But sometimes you wondered, does he love you?

"Baby!" A happy Kazutora exclaimed when you finally entered the meeting room and waited for you with a happy smile to sit down, on the opposite side of him, thick glass keeping you both separate.

"Hey, baby." You chuckled, adjusting in your seat.

It wasn't a lie how excited he was every day to see you. Sometimes, like today, he'd make you small diy gifts and show them off to you, explaining every minor detail from the inspiration, materials, hidden message, time taken, everything

And you kept them all on a special separate shelf in your room

"So that's my gift for you today! Do you like it?"

"I love it, 'Tora."

It was a small origami rose, which was actually very well made, considering he had to use his imagination

You both talk for a few moments before the chattering died down. You knew what that meant and quickly wiped the already falling tears

You hated this

You hated how close yet how far he was from you

You just wanted to break the damn glass and embrace him, never letting go

And he damn well knows he wants it too

But he can't, and neither can you

He was recently taken in, 3 years ago

Which means he'll be out in 7 years

Which felt like a lifetime for both of you

His biggest fear was you'd find someone new and leave him

Which he wouldn't even be mad about, considering he just ruined both your lives

But you stay consistent, you visit every single day, and even if you don't manage to, you always send him gifts and make up for it when you see each other.

But people's patience runs out at some point, and that point is today

You never meant to say this

You never meant to question his love for you because you both knew it was there and growing every passing day

So why did you ask? Was it the loneliness you felt every time you stepped out of the room and he wasn't there by your side? Was it the thrust to just be able to hold his hand? Was it the pain you felt every night where, instead of saying goodnight to him, you turned to a frame with a photo of him and said it to it?

You didn't know. He didn't know

The only thing you remember after that was the sound of glass shattering, alarms going off, and Kazutora hugging onto you as if it was your last minute on Earth.

You just cling to him, never wanting to let go again

You felt the tears fall when he kissed you, feeling all his love attack you in that one moment before the guards arrived and took him away

Your little moment lasted around 10 seconds, probably even less, but it felt like eternity to both of you

Visits were banned for a week until they changed the glass into an even more thick and unbreakable one

You dashed to the building the second they opened visiting hours again

And to be fair, even if that cost him 4 more months in juvenile, it was worth it when you finally managed to continue with your lives after his sentence

+ Your younger son thought it was funny while your older daughter cried her eyes out. I think you have 3 kids instead of two.

— MANJIRO SANO

Ah, yes. Our favorite dark impulse.

Listen, Mikey has to have FULL trust in you to even think about dating you. We're talking about Draken type of trust, if possible even more.

If Mikey falls for you, he will hit like fucking bedrock

If you don't reciprocate his feelings, he'd be hurt, but if you do, you're stuck for life

Mikey loves hard, and it's been proven so many times

It's the same as Kazutora. He'd kill for you.

Don't make him prove it. Just don't. You know, he knows, and everybody knows Mikey will do anything for you

So why ever question it?

You loved Manjiro, and he loved you. It was way too obvious to the point Emma already planned your whole future together

You knew that, but you always had this 'what it' thought in the back of your head, messing with you and you hated it

It was a normal afternoon. You were out with Mikey, just roaming around the city, eating at restaurants where they don't have flags so you brought your home-made ones, and spending way too much money on things you don't need

It was fun and all, just spending time together until he got a message from Draken which quickly brought him to his senses

He didn't want to leave you, but he had, so with a quick kiss on the lips he was off

You waved him goodbye with a smile and called up Emma and the girl just magically teleported to you in 10 minutes

She just loves you too much

Probably fought with Mikey for your hand at some point

You were having a blast with her until you both finally settled down at a café and talked about, just, anything and everything

You decided to share your thought with Emma and she quickly jumped, reassuring you that Mikey loved you with all his hesrt

She started showing you messages he's sent her about how he felt, what to get you and all sorts of things

But our beautiful Emma had her own 'what if' thought and when Mikey got home she instantly jumped on him

It was like, 1am when you heard his bike's engine roaring from outside your window. You got up and were met with a smiling Mikey and no more sleep for tonight

"Wake up, sleepy head. We need to talk."

The moment you got down to him, you were already zooming through the streets of Tokyo, but not in a racer-fast manner, just enought so you aren't like slugs on the roads

"Emma told me that—"

"I'm sorry, Mikey... I didn't mean to—"

"Please let me finish."

He talked for like, a whole ass hour. About everything that includes you both.

He brought you to tears ngl

His words just hit so deep that the thought immediately disappeared

Maybe it was he words of affirmation he used, the quality time he spend riding all night with you to ease your worries, the gift he gave you when you watched the sunrise and the fact you woke up in your bed later on with a small letter from him and a chibi drawing of both of you at the corner that kept a smile on your face till the end of you days

And you damn well know you lived one long ass life with Manjiro

And I'm kinda surprised to be honest

Not because you could've died while he was in Toman or anything, but because your kid is 3 times worse than Mikey.

+ Your son found his old gang uniform and wore it to school. The next teacher-parent conference was one hell of a trip.

[misc-obeyme]

Be Careful of Bedheads

For once in my life, I'm actually ahead on a series lol. I wrote this days ago, Simeon's is already done, and Satan's is partway finished. And these are the last three of this series. Though I have a couple extras I wanted to do so maybe I'll have some bonus ones? Maybe I'll do another secret scene smut sequel? I'm thinking about it.

Anyway, I'm actually really fond of Belphie. He gives me such petulant emo boy vibes and that is so fun to write.

I'd also like to mention that I took some artistic liberties in the description of Lucifer's office. When I looked at the picture of it again, there is indeed a sort of balcony area for the bookshelves. I just expanded on that a little bit. I also tried to keep the description of MC's hair vague so it could look like anything. Not sure how successful that was, but I did try!

GN!MC x Belphegor

Warnings: just a little bit of kissing at the end

BELPHEGOR Hey. I forgot to say when I passed you by in the hallway earlier. Your hair's sticking up in the back.

MC Yours too, Belphie.

BELPHEGOR Huh? Argh, you're right. You should have told me earlier. Though I suppose I don't mind as much if we're matching.

You laughed and shook your head at Belphie's texts. Still, you thought you should probably fix your hair before the two of you went out for the day. You turned around and started back down the hallway.

Just as you were about to pass the twins' room, Belphie came out, his hair just as messed up as it was when you saw it earlier.

He looked at you with a petulant expression, as if daring you to say something about it.

You tried to hold in a laugh while you grabbed his hand. "C'mon, let me fix it for you."

Belphie looked like he was about to protest, but he didn't get the chance as you started back down the hall, dragging him along behind you. After a minute, his hand closed around yours and he let you lead the way.

You pulled him into the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror. You looked at yourself standing side by side with Belphie, hands still clasped, both of you with your hair sticking out oddly in the back. You tried very hard not to laugh again, the smile fighting with the edges of your mouth.

Belphie was frowning. He closed his eyes and sighed. "It's fine, you can laugh."

You finally gave in, laughing into the hand that wasn't holding Belphie's. "Come on, it's pretty funny."

Belphie gave you one of his soft laughs and your stomach fluttered as he finally smiled. "Okay, it is kinda funny."

You let go of his hand, picked up a brush from the counter, and moved behind him. You ran your fingers through his hair for a moment. Then you used the brush, carefully ensuring that the strands were no longer askew. You took your time, savoring the closeness and the excuse to touch Belphie's soft hair.

But you couldn't brush his hair too long without it getting weird, so when you were satisfied with how it was laying, you put the brush down.

You looked at him in the mirror again and folded your arms. "There," you said. "That's better, right?"

Belphie ran a hand down his hair. "Yeah," he said. Then he picked up the brush. "Now let me fix yours."

You snatched the brush out of his hands. "No way," you said. "I can do it myself! It's not as bad as yours anyway."

"Come on, MC," Belphie said, taking the brush back from you. "I let you do mine. It's only fair."

You huffed. "Fine," you said.

You told Belphie exactly what he needed to do to fix the issue with your hair and he complied easily, using whatever tools or products you instructed him to use. The feeling of his fingers on your scalp was relaxing and you found yourself feeling a little sleepy by the time he was done.

"There," he said. "Now you're done, too. Do you still want to go shopping today?"

"If you still want to go, then sure," you said.

Belphie shrugged. "I don't mind, but you seem kind of sleepy. Are you sure you don't want to take a nap instead?"

You looked at him askance. "Are you sure you don't want to take a nap instead?"

"I always want to take a nap," Belphie said. "But if we do, it might mess up our hair again."

"And we can always fix it again," you said.

Belphie didn't seem to need much more encouragement than that. This time he grabbed you by the hand, pulling you out of the bathroom and back down the hallway.

"Where are we going?" you asked as he took you right past his own bedroom door.

"We can't nap in my room or your room or even the attic," he said. "Everybody will think to look for us in those places. But Lucifer's out of the house today, so…"

"So?" you asked, confused.

Belphie didn't elaborate, only pulled you along. Eventually you found yourself in Lucifer's office.

"Um," you said as Belphie continued to lead you through the room.

He took you to one of the sets of stairs that went up to a small balcony above the room. From below, it looked like this was only a thin balcony with a set of bookshelves, but as you followed Belphie to the end of it, you found it opened up just a little and created a kind of small alcove by the window.

Already in this alcove was a pile of pillows and blankets, creating a little nest.

"I sneak up here sometimes when Lucifer's gone," Belphie said. "Because nobody ever thinks to look for me here."

You laughed softly and shook your head. "I should have known you would have a little hideaway for napping like this. Does Lucifer know about it?"

Belphie sighed. "He didn't at first, but he figured it out. He didn't make me move all my blankets, but he usually doesn't let me stay when he's working."

Belphie pulled you down onto the soft collection of pillows, tugging a blanket over both of you as he settled by your side. The two of you faced each other and you snuggled down into Belphie's chest as he wrapped an arm around your back.

You felt Belphie's fingers on your head again, caressing you gently like he was fixing your hair again. It was such a nice, soft feeling that you felt your eyelids getting heavy already.

Just before you felt like you might drift off, you propped yourself up on an elbow. Belphie looked up at you, startled, not moving.

You watched his eyes for a moment before leaning forward and kissing him.

Belphie was so surprised, he gasped against your lips, but a second later you felt his arms around you again, pulling you down on top of him. He responded easily to the feeling of you, keeping his mouth open, allowing you to deepen things if you wanted to.

Maybe you did. But Belphie was right. Nobody found you there in Lucifer's office until much later, when Lucifer finally came home from wherever he had been. He climbed the stairs to find you and Belphie asleep in each other's arms, but instead of waking you up, he simply took a book off the shelf and went back down to his desk.

others in this series:

Mammon | Barbatos | Solomon | Lucifer | Simeon

Leviathan | Asmodeus | Diavolo | Beelzebub | Satan

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[canirove]

Broken Hearts Football Club | Chapter 22

Author's note: I have no idea about heart issues, so I don't know if what is explained in this chapter makes any sense. Same with June's injury. So if there is someone reading this story who knows about medicine... I'm sorry 🙈 Remember that this is fiction 😅

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"Here you go."

"Thank you" June said, taking the small cup of coffee Mason was giving her.

"Isn't it taking them too long?" he said, sitting down next to her.

"I don't know. I guess they want to run all the tests they can to make sure they know what happened."

"That I scared him and gave him a heart attack. That's what happened."

"Mason, it wasn't your fault."

"Yes, it was" he said, resting his head against the wall. "You said it yourself, I scared the hell out of you. Imagine how he must have felt."

"If what happened was your fault, then it also was mine."

"What? How?"

"We were kissing. I could feel my heart beating against my chest like crazy, so I guess his was going through something similar too. Then you add the scare and…" June shrugged.

"His best friend and the girl he loves giving him a heart attack. Great" Mason sighed.

"He doesn't love me."

"Oh, c'mon June" Mason said, rolling his eyes.

"What?"

"Chilly loves you and you love him."

"I…"

"Don't you dare saying that you don't, because after what happened today, you can't keep denying it. I saw you, June. I saw the way you reacted when he fainted, the fear in your eyes. I still don't know how I managed to make you stop crying and shaking" he chuckled.

"He's my friend" June replied, playing with the plastic cup in her hands.

"And you love him. But not in the way you love Lauren and Vittoria. You love him in the way I wished you had loved me."

"You what?"

"I fell in love with you, June. Head over heels. I only told you I had feelings for you because if I told you how I was truly feeling, I knew I would scare you off. Though little did I know…"

"I'm sorry. But I…"

"I know. It's ok" Mason said, taking her hand on his. 

"Do you still…"

"Love you? No, I don't. I think I needed you to break my heart and make me hate you to finally move on and let you go."

"I'm so sorry, Mase. I shouldn't have lied to you about Ben and then used you to try and forget about him and everything that was happening between us. It was stupid and the only thing I did was hurt the three of us and ruin your friendship."

"You didn't ruin anything. Though it was close" Mason chuckled. 

"I'm sorry. But I just… I…"

"You freaked out."

"Big time, yes" June sighed. "Because I care about him, you know? Like, I truly do." 

"I know" he said, giving her hand an encouraging squeeze. 

"And I don't want to keep running away every time I start feeling something for someone, every time I have a chance to finally be happy and leave my past behind. I don't want to run away from him, Mason. From what I feel for him."

"Then don't."

"Easier said than done" she snorted.

"You could start by telling him what you just told me."

"I could, yeah…"

"Mason!"

"Mrs. Chilwell" he said, quickly getting up.

"Where is he? What happened?"

"We aren't sure yet, the doctors haven't told us anything. He started to feel unwell at Cobham and fainted."

"We?"

"Yes. June was with us when everything happened."

"Hello, Mrs. Chilwell" she said, her eyes fixed on her now empty cup.

"You are June Maxwell, right?" 

"Yes" she nodded.

"I'm sorry about the things Benny has said about you. It isn't the first time he behaves like that when he fancies a girl."

"Family of Benjamin Chilwell?" a doctor called, not allowing June to process what Ben's mum had just said.

"Here, I'm his mother" she said. "How is he, what happened?"

"Is it ok if we discuss it in front of them?" the doctor said, looking from Mason to June.

"They are his friends, it's ok."

"Alright, then. Benjamin had a little scare, but nothing serious. It was expected."

"Expected? What do you mean?"

"He stopped taking his pills after Christmas."

"What?" Mrs. Chilwell said.

"He didn't tell you?"

"He didn't, no. Did he tell you anything?" she asked Mason and June.

"No" they replied.

"Well, we decided to stop because he wasn't needing them anymore. His last tests were perfect, the best he had had since he was diagnosed."

"The best?"

"Indeed, Mrs. Chilwell. He has been changing some things in his life and they've been doing wonders for his health. He's apparently started to cook for himself and eat healthier, going for walks besides her usual gym routines, staying at home instead of going out to party… He's living a more chilled life, and that was what his heart needed."

"Chilly chilling" Mason chuckled.

"Exactly" the doctor smiled. 

"Then what happened today…" June dared to ask.

"That was a side effect from not taking the pills anymore. He told me that lately he had been feeling a bit dizzy, and today it hit him a bit stronger."

"Then it wasn't related to me scaring him?" Mason asked.

"It wasn't, but it didn't help" the doctor laughed. 

"So he is ok. It isn't anything serious."

"He is perfect, Mrs. Chilwell. You don't have to worry."

"Thank God" she sighed. "Can I see him?"

"Of course. If you'll follow me…"

"Thank you" she said. "And guys, you can go home and rest. Especially you, June. I know you are recovering from a serious injury. I promise I'll keep you updated."

"Thank you, Mrs. Chilwell" Mason said.

"No, thank you. Both of you. I know how much you care about my Benny and I am very thankful" she smiled. "Now I'm gonna scold that son of mine for not keeping me updated about his health."

"Don't be too harsh on him, Mrs. Chilwell" Mason chuckled.

"Just a bit. Then I'll cover him in hugs and kisses while he complains" she laughed. "Anyway, I better go. It was lovely seeing you again, Mase."

"You too" he smiled.

"And I'm glad I finally got to meet you, June. Let's hope next time we do it in better circumstances."

"Yes" she said with a shy smile.

"Well, your mother-in-law loves you, and that isn't easy. Congratulations, Maxwell" Mason said once Mrs. Chilwell was gone.

"Shut up" she replied, hitting his arm. 

"Sorry, sorry" he laughed. "Let's go home, I could do with a nap."

"Same" June sighed, the weight she had been feeling on her chest since Ben collapsed finally leaving her.

[moonspirit]

Hello Moon’

Would it be possible to get some parental Levi and Hange headcannons today?

One thing I am specifically interested in is if either of the two of them learned about Armin’s frequent visits to Annie’s crystal, perhaps one of them found him talking to her about old memories during their training days or talking about some of the special moments they shared,

What do you think their reaction would be to their youngest having such conversations?

What do you think?

Helllo you!

Hmm, so you know, I think we all generally agree that Levi and Hange are stellar parents to the 104th, but... I don't think these parenting skills came easy to either of them.

I think they struggled.

Before the 104th and the breaking of the walls, the chain of command was largely, I believe, top-down linear and peaceful. Even within the scouts, the most superiors had to do was maintain strategy, discipline and issue orders to juniors and green recruits while on an expedition beyond the walls. There was no need to "take care" of the children the way it became necessary after Trost.

Do I think, then, that Levi and Hange would've known what to do from the get go? No. Because if it was just about protecting the kids and nothing more, then sure - they could've done that effortlessly, both being incredibly skilled soldiers, but... it wasn't just that, was it? It was about listening to these kids, just children coming out of growing pains and entering a phase of confusion, emotional bewilderment and everything else that adolescence would bring, on top of the trauma and grief of the circumstances around them.

I like to think Levi and Hange suddenly found a bunch of kids under their wings and had to race against time while figuring out how best to guide them through all the mess.

You wanna know what makes me go all warm, thinking about this? That these two sat before a fire on many nights, before expeditions and after them, between undercover missions and the coup, and talked at length (more Hange than Levi lol) about whether they're doing well.

"I don't know... if I'm of any help to those kids."

"We're keeping them out of death's jaws. I guess that counts in some way."

"I mean, we're good at that, aren't we? But... it's the other things you know? At sundown I saw Jean crying silently about Marco... I comforted him but... I don't know if it helped. What can I say? I feel lost."

"We can listen. When they need someone to listen, we can listen."

"Yeah..."

"..."

"... We're doing okay, right?"

"Hange."

"It's just... they look to us for guidance but... I'm worried if..."

"We're doing what we can."

"Yeah..."

"... Get some sleep. You look like hell's been pissed on."

"Aw Levi. As sweet as ever huh?"

As the years pass and they get accustomed to parenting the rogue children, their worries reduce but they're still there. Soon there's not just the usual problems but also heartache and The Horneee!

I quite think Hange would enjoy listening to Aruani's closed door conversations lmao, if caught in the middle of one, like she's listening to theatre by ear but... Levi. Oh god, he's thinking, it's finally this time huh? None of the brats can keep it in in their pants, and oh GOD, does he really have to listen to this? Fuck his whole life, the shit he has to put up with...

All the sad wet people (heartache) and the excited tense people (The Hornee) are put to work immediately. There's NOTHING cleaning dust can't fix!

[asexualbookbird]

The Bone Season / The Bone Season Tenth Anniversary Edition by Samantha Shannon - ⭐⭐

I bought the OG Bone Season shortly after release. I'd never heard of it, but the jacket copy intrigued me. It sat on my shelf for way too long and then someone said the main character was asexual so I bumped it up on my list. I finally read it in 2019 and did not have a good time. Heard she was releasing an updated version of not just the first one, but of all books that have so far been released, and told myself I would NOT be reading them. The problems I had ran far too deep to be fixed with a silly little Tenth Anniversary Edition. Then bookoutlet had the first one for ten dollars. I can do a side by side comparison for ten dollars. So, here I am. Seven days and 963 pages later.

Did this book need updating? Yes, actually! I'm glad she did it! The changes she made WERE mostly improvements. Some were just odd, like changing Paige's lunch order at the cafe from a salad to soup. Okay. Girlboss I guess. Others were great, like moving the scenes with Liss around. Most notable, when Liss reads Paige's cards. No, she shouldn't have done that when Paige was late for curfew and all the Rephaim were looking for her! That made no sense! Good job moving that to a more reasonable spot. I also loved Jaxon's entrance into the Guildhall in the updated version way more! He was more dramatic and it felt more in character than him showing up quietly and getting Paige out. She also removed that dumb computer scene that made no sense. No, I don't think they'd be able to have a functional computer hidden away somewhere in the city with no electricity or modern amenities or technology. I also think she should've cut so many words.

My issue with Priory was that it was too damn long (and not enough dragons). My issue with >Bone Season is. Well. Many reasons. But it's also too damn long! It's so much of Paige running around Oxford. Paige having dream memories, which I have qualms about as well, Paige hating Warden, Paige loving Warden, Warden being a dick, I know SShannon has said she doesn't enjoy writing action scenes because she feels she's not good at them, but they're always her best scenes because she puts more effort into them! Paige in Tom Tower, Paige during her Second Test, they're good action scenes! Put that effort into the rest of your damn books! And yeah, the memories, I think it's dumb when someone uses dreams to give us flashback information, but SShannon gave a Reason for that here. I'm not it makes it any less dumb or if I'm just annoyed with the book already. If it was another author, would I still hate it? I don't know!

I do appreciate she took out most info dumps, the updated version was a lot easier to read because of it, but the story about Adonis sticks out. I don't think an otherworldly creature that doesn't care much about humans and spends 99% of his time in this tiny city that hasn't been updated in 200 years, would know or care about the Adonis mythos. I get it, you're using that to make paralells between him and Paige and Nashira. It's still out of place.

I appreciate changing Paige's cousin and his friends from being instigators in the riots, bringing bombs to a protest, to them just showing up for a cause they believe in and then the government making things a problem. Good call in not making the Irish folk terrorists this time around. All the Irish in the book was left unchanged, though, and I've been told that it's uh. Inaccurate at best. It's also interesting in the updated version, she had Paige use her Irish accent later in life, instead of sticking with the London accent she taught herself so she wouldn't be bullied (it didn't work).

My biggest problem that I didn't expect to be fixed and it wasn't, is the plot as a whole. The Rephs. Nashira. This group of aliens coming to earth and taking over and SECRETLY CONTROLLING THE GOVERNMENT AND KILLING HUMANS. It just does NOT sit right with me. Certainly not in today's political climate. I don't think SShannon is a bad person, I haven't seen any evidence in her social media of her holding antisemitic views, but that runs deep. Lots of us hold beliefs and knowledge that's antisemitic without realising it. My issue is how did it get through this revision without anyone saying anything. Why was she allowed this revision at ALL, to be honest. Why, among all the authors out there, was she the one given the chance to change her books that were already out in the wild? And again, so far I'm mostly happy about the updates! There's nothing she changed that I think shouldn't have been changed! But it begs the question, if these books needed this much revising, why were they first published at ALL?

Now for my Hot Take, In Good Faith. I don't think she started the series where it should've started. I think The Pale Dreamer should've been fleshed out as an entire novel, and The Bone Season should've been a book later down the line. Paige choosing to leave Jaxon would've hit harder, the Rephs controlling everything would've been a bigger twist, the world of Scion could've been more fleshed out so we'd understand more why Carl chose the Rephs so quickly. Getting these insights in tiny flashbacks didn't flesh out the world enough for the beats to hit. It would've also been nice to see Paige IN that world. We're TOLD she's a mollisher, but we don't see much mollishing. Maybe even give more time to Paige's sexuality because boy that does not sit right with me this time around.

Maybe I misremembered, maybe Paige was demisexual, but she does NOT read as ace in the updated version. It was already iffy in the og, but here I had to put the book down in the bar scene because WHAT! It had way different vibes! I know everyone has different experiences with being ace, and I know I've put myself in situations I only thought I wanted because it's what You're Supposed To Want, but it felt icky. I don't want to say it's not very asexual of her, because who knows! Maybe that's the authors personal experience and I don't want to shit on that! I simply do not like it. It doesn't sit well with me.

If you liked the OG Bone Season, then yeah I guess. Read this. It's not too different, it is an improvement in flow, and Warden is less of a prick. If you didn't like the OG, then don't bother! Don't be like me! If I can find the others for not jacket price, I'll do this again. I did enjoy The Mime Order more (because of the lack of Rephs) so I'm curious if the updated one will be more readable. That's as far as I got in the OG series so after that who knows. I sure don't. I just like to suffer I guess.

[fatuismooches]

OKI I FEEL KINDA NERVOUS 'CAUSE THIS IS MY FIRST TIME ACTUALLY BEING ANON HERE EVEN THOUGH I READ YOUR FICS FOR A LONG TIME 😭

Anyways I am in such SANDRONE MOOD RN I JUST HAVE TO RAMBLE ABOUT HER.

So, we all know that she has her robot that carries her around, I hc that she doesn't like walking that much and the robot carries her pretty much everywhere. And with you being her lover, naturally, she wants you to be with her pretty much everywhere. The robot ends up carrying her in one hand and you in the other.

Now imagine if the robot broke down on a day she had harbinger meeting to attend to... She didn't want to go, 'cause it meant walking all the way from her lab to the palace.

You try to convince her that those things are really important. She agrees that they are, but isn't her well being more important to you? ☝️😠

She just really didn't want to walk there, but you knew it would be more trouble than it's worth if she didn't show up, so you make a suggestion... Something you wouldn't do if she was anybody else.

You carry her on your shoulders, all the way from her lab to the palace. You were hesitant to make this suggestion, but it became clear to you that she wouldn't leave any other way.

Thankfully she wasn't too heavy, but the path to the palace wasn't really a short one. You thought you could finally have a break when you reached the door to the room where the meeting took place.

Then you heard the soft voice of your lover asking you why did you stop. 🙂

Turns out, the meetings can take a while and there's nowhere to sit during it. She can't stand for that long. 😞 Like fym, and I can with you on my shoulders?

Yeah, guess we'll find out since you did have to do it otherwise the whole trip would be for nothing.

Oh, and don't worry, she already informed the Jester that you're coming with her so you can't use "I can't attend the meeting since I'm not a harbinger" as an excuse. 🥰

Thankfully no one really commented on it. Childe was about to, but was silenced by the intense glare of the Marionette which was deadlier than usual. And you did get a dirty look from Scaramouche.

After the long meeting, your legs were slowly giving out. Thankfully, Sandrone noticed and was like "we can sit down for a while if you're tied" and you're like, "we?".

Yeah, you're replacing her robot for today, so she just has to sit on you. She finds out that sitting on your lap and feeling your warmth was actually quite comfortable. She wonders why you two haven't done this before.

After all of that she finally fixes the robot and you thought you were done.

NOPE! Now she constantly insist on sitting in your lap while she works, even after the robot is fixed.

But she has ran into one small issue. She likes the comfort of sitting in her lap, but the robot can move her where she needs to be when she's sitting in it's hand which makes her more productive.

But no worries, your smart lover has figured out a perfect solution. You sit on the robots hand while she sits in your lap. As goofy as it looks, it's both comfortable and productive, and it makes her happy.

ANYWAYS I ENDED UP RAMBLING TOO MUCH, BUT I JUST LOVE SANDRONE THAT MUCH 😭

[P.S. Can I be the 🦀 anon please?]

UGH YES I LOVE YOU 🦀 ANON... It is very rare that Sandrone is not seen either on her robot or on a regular chair... she doesn't even need to fight herself because the robot can for her... why would one get up if they have no reason to? Now you have no problem with walking places but your lover is rather insistent on having you be carried with her. It's rather fun! The robot holds its hands close to each other so you two are practically brushing shoulders! Very easy to hold hands. (Only in private of course.)

Although it's rare for her heavily invested in robots to malfunction, it can still happen on occasion but it's not a problem since she's very intelligent and efficient. However, this time she did not have the time because the meeting was far too close. She's annoyed but on the bright side, she doesn't need to deal with the irritating voices of her co-workers (Childe especially) but you aren't interested in seeing the Jester in the lab again for a "friendly reminder".

When you offer to carry her all the way there, Sandrone genuinely laughs at the suggestion (you always come up with the most entertaining ideas) but nope, you're dead serious. You will get your wife there, even if it means you need to cross bridges and endure the biting Snezhnayan cold! Even if your legs and shoulders collapse! (The thing you do for her... at least she's rather petite. Your wife said although you weren't as comfortable as her robot, she appreciated your warmth.)

Ahhh it would be so funny depending on how tall you are... If you're tall she would be well above most of the other Harbingers, literally looking down on them... even if you're short (like me 💔) it would still look really funny mwebfwew all while Sandrone has a straight face and you're dying. (You know, even though Sandrone thinks she's winning by hogging your lap, you can still take revenge by squishing her to death!! You may have gotten a death glare from her but it's okay!!)

Ouuuhh,, i can just imagine,, your arms snuggly wrapped around her waist as the robot moves the two of you up and around all the time... it would be so fun even though you're really doing nothing but watching her work,,,

[damnfandomproblems]

I think one issue with the AI debate (which is apparent with this exchange) is that even if their heart is ultimately in the right place, some anti-AI folks would prefer to insult and scold rather than to educate.

I'm currently anti-AI myself, though about a year ago when it was just starting to blow up I was somewhere between pro and neutral to AI, because the way a lot of anti-AI arguments were presented just didn't make much sense to me at the time.

There was a lot of "its ugly!!" which is, for one thing, is EXTREMELY objective, and from my perspective, not always true. There was a lot that I found interesting or even beautiful. (One thing I still think even today, despite my disillusionment with AI is that it's the closest thing I've ever seen that accurately represents the real uncanniness of dreaming, although this is usually unintentional.)

I didn't like the "it's bad because it doesn't MEAN anything!" or some out-there woo-woo "it wasn't Created with the Divine and Blessed Soul of the Human Spirit" type stuff, because a part of what art is about is what meaning the viewer brings to it. Maybe the computer doesn't understand what symbolism is, but I could still find it whether it was meant to be there or not, and in this way, something that "no one made" is elevated to something a little bit higher.

And while I was more convinced by the argument of theft of individuals art, I still thought, "well, it's not like people are going to pass it off as their own creation! it's more of a starting off point, like an inspiration board! of course people are going to CHANGE it and actually make it their own, and that's a transformative work!" And this final point got proven wrong very, VERY quickly, because people WERE releasing clearly jacked-up images as "their own creations" with no regard to the artists whose work it came from. All it did was make people extremely lazy, because look at all the AI images with screwed-up text, the part that would be the EASIEST thing of all to fix, no artistic skill required, just ten seconds in any editing program and the ability to give half a shit. People either didn't even notice they were posting absolute nonsense, or didn't care, because they thought no one else would.

And not just people, but businesses, corporations. In such a short time, people's standards for quality control has dipped below zero. Quantity over quality, now half of any Google Image search is AI. When misinformation gets passed along faster than ever and no one ever thinks to question it, let's just create misinformation at an exponential rate! Now every website has its own AI feature it wants you to try, phones have AI generators built in, everyone is racing to capitalize off a technology we haven't even figured out ethically.

And then, most important of all, is the environmental impact. Like yeah, you might not feel like you're doing art theft with your character AI chats, since you keep it to yourself and don't profit from it. But if they have to cut down a tree every time you want to pretend to talk to your blorbos, isn't it just easier to open up your Notes app?

I don't think AI will never work, I think someday someone will be able to figure out a compromise that doesn't steal artists work and doesn't overheat the planet, where it actually can be a tool artists enjoy using instead of something to replacing artists entirely. But I don't believe that day will come very soon, when potential for quick profit reigns over all else.

Posting as a response to a previous problem.

[jorisjurgen]

The Crepin-Lore Manifesto.

Part 3: Painful History

[PART 1]

[PART 2]

So, was Kerubim Crepin a good brother?

A bad brother?

For Atcham, it doesn't seem like his vendetta is due to being mistreated by Kerubim. It's not even subtext.

He's perfectly aware he's just using Kerubim to have someone to blame.

But it doesn't necessarily mean that Kerubim wasn't a bad brother.

As we've seen in The Wheel Of Fate... At the time of their childhood, he hated Atcham, viciously.

Or, he was scared of being othered, like him.

My personal pet theory, is that Atcham couldn't take life at the orphan temple anymore, being bullied for his differences.

Kerubim watched, and did nothing about any of this. They were just children, after all.

If Kerubim suffered so much from spending a single day in his brother's shoes, is it really that hard to imagine what Atcham's life was like?

Atcham lost his family too, just like Kerubim.

Nobody ever helped him. And in the end, he was probably treated as if it was his own fault, that he was mistreated.

This sort of thing would fit in, with his characterization.

He's not a bad person, just embittered by his life.

Even as an adult, he's at best treated like an ugly, neurotic freak. Despite his status as a terrifying assassin, he is not respected, just feared.

And being so old, he rightfully has no reason to believe that the world is better than that. Atcham doesn't have anyone in his corner.

And with how Kerubim, and life itself, seem to treat him, I don't blame him.

But what does Kerubim actually think about Atcham?

Because... things aren't so cut-and-dry.

Say - which character related to Kerubim looks unlike most people - enough to, perhaps, be bullied for it - and has lost their parents?

...Yeah. You know what I'm insinuating.

Loving two Black Sheep, and Parallels

...One of the things I never addressed in the last post, is the fact that besides guilt borne of thinking he took Julith's life...

Kerubim carries guilt for Atcham, too. Despite the way he often talks about him, he feels protective of his little brother.

Even the fact that he made sure that Joris wouldn't have issues with his body like how Atcham had, saying that he himself is just some guy, while Joris is special, says a lot.

Seeing an orphan, who was sure to take the brunt of that hatred upon himself if anyone knew his mother was Julith, and who looked so different from others...

How could he not think they were similar? How could he ever not want to protect him?

When Kerubim is being vulnerable, all the insults he has for Atcham dissipate.

I like to think that both Indie and Atcham were brothers that had ruined his life, yet made it worth living.

But in the end, all that's left is, well, the knowledge that he can't fix this, and the desire to, at the very least, have Joris by his side.

...The only reason Atcham ever listened to Joris was their similarity, as well as Joris's age and convictions.

But the only reason he gave family and hope a second chance - is someone finally stepping in to protect him.

And, of all the things Kerubim ever said about Atcham, only this scene really matters.

Aaaand, this draws my insane, three-part compilation of esoterically connected infodumping about the most insane family of Krosmoz to a close. Can you tell I wrote 2 giant character study fics about them yet? Can you feel that I have like 30 wip ideas in my head still?

This is just my thoughts about Atcham and Kerubim, so you know that thoughts about Joris buzz in my brain like bees - especially considering ecaflip demigods keep their memories, and what it means for this trio's relationship. Maybe one day I'll write a post about that too, but that day is NOT today.

These three love each other so much, and I hope I could make you understand what I see in them, just a little bit, after reading this.

[imahyperfixatedbitch]

🎅A WENDIGO CHRISTMAS🎅

@untildawn-secretsanta

@lookimtryingmybest HI!!! This is my present for you this Christmas!! I hope you enjoy it! You'll get some good old nonsense in the end. I was planning to draw you something but I couldn't so I wrote my first fanfic ever for you! I hope you enjoy it!

You could call Josh the revengeful type. He was like, planning a super elaborate “prank” in order to finally avenge his sisters’ disappearance after the very infamous joke they pulled on Hannah. However, Josh had been doubting the usefulness of such a plan. It had started not long ago, after a call with Chris and Ashley, he started feeling bad about it. First he thought about Chris and Ashley:he had very mixed feelings about them. One part of him was jealous of Ashley, as he loved Chris, his childhood bff, but the other part kind of wanted her as well? Weird. Then he started thinking about his friend Sam, she didn't even participate in the prank, and lately they had been supporting one another. Then the final factor appeared: Christmas was near and his parents wouldn't even be here to celebrate it with him, and if his sisters weren't here either, what was the point? So he had an idea to solve both problems: what if he invited all his “friends” (he's not even sure they still are his friends) for Christmas? Then he could decide if he forgave them AND he wouldn't be all alone. Josh hated loneliness. So he called them all. And these kids apparently didn't want to attend the family dinner because everyone accepted.

Everyone was back at the lodge, the first people to arrive were Ashley and Chris. They came together and Josh could feel his “mixed feelings” about them rise the second he saw them.

“Hey bro! Hey Ashley!” He greeted them

“‘Sup”

“Hi!” he hugged both of them. Quickly afterwards an awkward silence settled in.

“Anyone wanna play dnd?” Chris spoke in an attempt to stop the awkwardness, and, I mean, it worked because now Josh and Ashley just felt despair.

“Dude please tell me you didn't bring all of your dnd stuff…”

“Uh…”

“I asked you if you had it before we headed out and you swore you only brought presents!!” Ashley joined in the complaints.

“Well, I mean, playing dnd IS a present!”

“Ugh…”

“So will you guys play or-”

“NO.” Their little banter was quickly interrupted by noises they heard in front of the living room.

“This bitch better get lost on her way. I can't stand her ugly ass.”

“Calm down Emily…remember we're all here for Josh today” Oh, another couple with issues. Hopefully they can fix them for Christmas, that would be like a hallmark movie. Matt and Emily entered the place, and immediately noticed how their three friends were looking at them.

“Oh, did you guys like, hear us?”

“Yeah.” Josh decided to be honest, but before any of them could really address it. A braided blondie came in with her boyfriend.

“Hiiiii” she cheerfully greeted and hugged everyone, well except Emily of course.

“This bitch-” Emily quickly interrupted herself when she saw the pleading look Matt gave her.

“Almost everyone is here, where's Sam?” Josh asked.

“Right here.” Sam was right behind him and just gave him the fright of his life.

“HOLY SHIT SAM WHY”

“Ha, I'm getting back at you for all the times you scared me” she playfully elbowed him.

After a while, the atmosphere was still pretty tense, no one was really doing anything. Sam took a look at Josh and noticed how he wasn't looking really comfortable. She decided to talk to him.

“Hey, Josh”

“Sup Sam.”

“Are you planning to do anything? Like, watching a Christmas movie, do you have a Christmas playlist? Maybe board games?”

“Uh, I mean I bought beers”

“Let me take charge for a while.”

Sam stood up and started assigning tasks to her friends, dividing them in groups (that she chose carefully).

“Okay so, Ash,Chris and Josh, go turn the electricity generator on in the basement, then we can get more light, no offense Josh, but these candles are not enough. Matt and Emily could start getting the table ready for dinner. Jess could change the decorations a bit, Josh, I know you love your favorite indie horror movie's Christmas merch but I think Jess could make everything a bit, uh, prettier. Mike and I could go searching for board games or anything that could entertain us tonight, okay?” Everyone nodded and started working on their assigned tasks.

“Why does no one want to play dnd!? It's so interesting!”

“Dude!”

“What!?”

“I'm shivering!” Ashley chimed in.

“Oh, do you want one of my flannels?”

“How many flannels do you have!?”

Josh clicked on a secret button on the wall,it revealed a closet full of flannels, there was like every flannel you could imagine. Red one, purple,pink, barbie flannel, horror flannel, flannels with fur on the sleeves, etc…

Ashley gasped “What the hell!? I'm actually impressed.”

“And I'm the weirdo because I like dnd. You're obsessed with flannels!” Chris shook his head.

“Flannels are useful okay!?” Josh defensively responded.

“Oh I like this one!” Ashley tried a green one on.

“Oh my god it was made for you! That's some high quality flannel dude.” Josh admired as Ashley spun around in her new flannel.

As they descended in the basement, Chris started working on the electricity generator while Ashley and Josh remained on one side, a bit away from him (they just finished bantering because Josh complained about Chris’ phone addiction).

“So…how have you been since-”

“Don't worry about it Ashley. I've been doing well, tonight I just want to have a good time with you guys okay? You and Chris mean a lot to me and well… I don't mean to get between you two because I see how you look at eachother you know? But I like being with you”

“Josh…we also enjoy every minute we spend with you”

“Oh-”

“What are you guys talking about?” Chris joined the conversation back.

“What are you talking about Matt?” Emily and Matt were only supposed to get the table ready for the dinner but surprisingly the conversation turned into Matt opening up about his insecurities on his relationship with Emily.

“Matt, you are everything I could ask for. And I've never been happier since we've been together and you better understand that! You're beautiful and you're just a great guy, so don't you dare deny it! And Emily's always right, thank you very much.” Matt didn't expect such direct praises from Emily, he just jumped to hug her as she hugged him back with a surprised look. Jessica passed by the kitchen and threw a disgusted stare at Emily and Matt.

“Emily don't do that-” Emily didn't listen to Matt as she kept walking towards Jessica at a fast pace. When she got near enough, she opened her arms and gave Jessica the warmest hug she ever received.

“Emily? What-"Jessica mumbled.

“I already lost a friend last year and I won't lose another one. I won't let that happen, got it? Especially not over a stupid guy named Mike. You may be a bitch, a huge bitch…”

“Woah”

“But you're still my best friend.”

“Oh Emily” Jessica broke the hug to get a better look at her “I'm so sorry for what I did, I want to go back to how we were…”

“Jessica, I know you're sorry and that you're happy with him and I'm happy with Matt, so let's forget about this stupid feud over some stupid guy, and let's be besties again, I won't take no for an answer by the way.”

“YES” The girls started happily cheering for their friendship as Matt watched, proud of his girlfriend.

“Jesus, these board games are old.” Mike coughed because of the dust.

“Yep, they haven't used them since…”

Mike sighed “I think about that everyday”

“I know Mike, we've talked about it. And you know what I said, you're sorry, everyone is, but now it's time to move on, look at how happy Josh was when he saw us. This is how we can honor them: by celebrating the best Christmas for them.”

“You're right…”

“How are things with your father going by the way?”

“Oh you know, the same stuff as always, he acts like a douche and has those dumb expectations”

“Mh I see…”

“Let's stop talking about me. Let's talk about you, Sam. How are you doing?”

“Oh! Uh well you know, the same stuff as always. I have to take care of everyone again.”

“Yeah, you probably made me accompany you so I could talk about my problems,heh.”

“You got me there. I mean sometimes being the mom friend is tiring you know? You guys give me a lot of work. Helping Chris, Ash and Josh figure out they all have feelings for eachother is hard!”

“Oh yeah! Everyone knows it! Well, except for them. But you're right Sam, we should make an effort to get along better and you know, listen to your problems too.”

“Aw thank you. Nice talk bro!” Sam lightly punched his shoulder.

“Ouch!”

“Oops”

Everything was now ready for the perfect Christmas. The dishes were on the table. The Christmas tree was beautiful and the living room was shining with all the decorations. The lights were on and the lodge was warm. Sam and Mike had some movies and boardgames prepared for the night, and Josh's (odd) Christmas playlist was playing in the background. Matt, Mike and Sam were playing a board game, Jess and Emily were catching up and Josh,Chris and Ash were cuddling together on the couch while chatting about geeky stuff. Suddenly, the lights started flickering and finally turned off. Screams were heard (mostly from Mike). The lights turned back on, revealing a tall and pale creature standing in the living room. Our friends didn't know it, but it was a wendigo. The time stopped, it was like everyone was too stunned to speak, petrified. The wendigo opened its mouth.

“I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need…”

Josh immediately recognised the beautiful singing voice.

“Hannah!?” The wendigo put a christmas hat on its head. “Yeah!”

“Where have you been!?”

“Long story short, I fell from a mountain into some mines and I ate a dead body to survive and now I look like that!” Hannah cheerfully explained.

“Hey you look just like the monster from my favorite horror movie! Cool!” The two siblings hugged.

“Wait a minute, Hannah. Where's Beth?”

“ Uh… JOSH LOOK SANTA PUT THE PRESENTS UNDER THE CHRISTMAS TREE!”

“NO WAY DUDE!”

Everyone ran to the tree. Each person got wonderful gifts from their loved ones. Emily got a new bag and jewelry, Jess got new clothes and makeup, Mike got an ugly Christmas sweater and he didn't know it yet but the next day Jessica would take him out to adopt a puppy together, Matt got some more material to practice sports, Chris got a new videogame, Ashley got a new book collection and Sam got some sweaters.

Josh decided that he would give up on his plan. He had the time of his life with his friends and he got his sister back. The rest of the night went wonderfully well. They danced, had a delicious dinner and played board games. Emily and Jess apologized and catched up with Hannah. They even sang together when they organized a Christmas karaoke. In the end, it was the best Christmas everyone could wish for. “Hey Hannah, have you ever played dnd?”

“Chris…” Josh sighed.

“Show me!” Hannah responded, surprising everyone.

[fuck-customers]

old guy came in about a week ago and was like having a hard time picking out cigarettes and wasn't working with me much, finay he picks them. he picked the 100s, assuming they were like the shorts and were 50 cents off but they weren't and obviously I can't just scan the 50 cents ones and give him the 100s because I'd get in trouble for that. so he pays and everything and then only realizes he didn't get the ones he had and finally tells me he wanted the 50 cent ones, so I like start refunding them and took the 100s from him and then he has a fit because he wants the 100s! And I explain to him why I can't give him the 100s for 50 cents off, and then he gets so heated and mad he just storms off and leaves the cigarettes there and like I can't refund them now because he used a fucking card so I'm like... okay. I printed off the receipts as protocol, wrote a brief explanation and then carried on.

Well he came in today bitching that he didn't get refunded or got the cigarettes so I'm like yeah.. and it's been a week at this point idk if I can just give him these fucking cigarettes and I most definitely can't refund them now either since he didn't have his receipt and he starts screaming about it and I'm like. Look it's 4am there isn't any managers here just come in during the day and get it fixed. Like this is beyond me I do not care anymore dhksjsd and he kept bitching about my mask too and it's like. My guy if I knew I could for sure, I'd just give you the stupid cigarettes so you would leave and go be an unpleasant shitlord at someone else's store. Hopefully I don't get in trouble for this whole situation I just don't want it to be my issue anymore

[thehazbins]

OOC // It has been.... a day. Sorry, I usually try to keep things chill and fine but man I started crying because Applebee's got my order wrong. Today has been so full of bullshit, I genuinely hope tomorrow goes better or I'm gonna lose my shit. If you wanna read about my day- feel free to proceed. I won't be upset if you don't though.

First off, I couldn't sleep well last night. I fell asleep at like 5am? Woke up at 11 so I got alright sleep but it was not what I wanted. But that was fine. Didn't get time to grab breakfast before leaving for work since my partner was picking up, there was a whole car thing. But I think okay, sure.

I go to order breakfast from this fruit bowl place I like, for a solid 10 minutes door dash is saying "Pick up only." Which is annoying. Eventually it fixes and I go back, debating the restaurant but decide fuck it- I'll do the fruit bowl place. They messed up the order a few times but I was like surely I'll be better this time.

Wrong. I asked for no pineapple, extra banana. Usually this is no issue. Cheaper for them in fact. They left the pineapple, and removed the banana. This is the second fucking time. Like at least give me the regular amount of banana. Come the fuck on.

So it's fine. It's my coworkers last day at the shop so I ask him to make me a drink. A final coffee made my him before he calls it quits. Sure. Makes sense. If you saw my post earlier, you know where this is going.

He goes to leave, the coffee grinder goes weird and I have him come back and fix it since he hadn't gotten out the door. I go on about the day. Answer some questions then go over to the coffee bar and go to make a mocha. It's sticking a little weird so I get tired of the super pumping of it and grab it to clean it out. A actual small plume of green comes out of it. I just stare and pull it out. The whole length of the pump and inside of the bottle is coated in mold. So the drink I had... had that.

I basically just panic for the rest of the day. Which wasn't long but thankfully my partner was very kind and came in and chatted with me and helped me out while I cleaned. I just tossed the whole thing of chocolate sauce.

I get home, cool. We're gonna play a game a bit. I work on replies a bit then we get playing and there's no real moment to. Okay that's fine. Then we get this REALLY fun lucky break, we finish one of the events, and the world changes- so NO ONE knows we just did it. The treasure room is open too. Fuck yeah now we have an extra key. We don't know if we can unlock another but hell we're gonna try. So we grab shit annnnd then we get fucking jumped and obliterated by a PVP guy. We get one win and sell two of the more expensive items we have but that's about all we could manage.

So we're frustrated, go back to try to get revenge and the PVP guys just kill us again and we're like okay fuck off. And just- leave. Decide to hop out of the game. Dinner time, we're both hungry. We go cool we had plenty of left overs of katsu left.

JK roommates ate it all for lunch.

I'm so frustrated and trying not to be upset at roommates, it was really just like ANOTHER thing it wasn't a big deal. My partner goes. "Let's order something you want. Make the day better." So it's too late for what I really want but I settle for applebees.

My order is so fucking wrong when it gets here. I wanted just a plain cheese quesadilla. I bite into it, it's got pico or some shit on it. My partner goes out because my roommates are making dinner for one of them and they ask if I can be included.

I ended up getting alfredo but it was just... so tiring. I'm so over it. One of these would be NOTHING but all of it just kept piling on and I'm just like please for the love of stars please. Let me be.

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

Miku's diary, part 1

Day 0 - After much consideration, I've decided to try it out regardless. Maybe it can be a good experience? With Len's skepticism, Rin's first hand experience, Hanaka's and like mindedness, miss Naona's determination and Maroon's expertise I think it's safe to try at least?

Update: Just went through part of the procedure since prefers that we would take it slowly as it would hurt less. It stung a little bit, but nothing I didn't experience. He said that after the next two days it'll be done. We did my arms first and while my arms feel a little numb, the pain did go over quickly.

Day 1 - My legs' turn now. I won't lie while it still didn't hurt, it was a bit embarrassing having my boyfriend slowly and gently adding some more channel on my legs, especially knowing that I shouldn't be fully dressed on that part. He did say it's to prevent the channels from being in the wrong place and I will trust him on that.

Day 2 - We had to do it privately, cause my torso needed to be worked on. If it wasn't for the fact that he saw me naked before I'd have screamed at some point. At least he gave me some sweet kisses during the process so it wasn't that bad. Now, with my body being ready, tomorrow's the day.

Day 3 - He brought me to the Cave of Zen for the first time. I've learned a bit about it already, but I was still taken aback on how empty it felt, but it also made me realize that I was able to feel the world around me the entire time. We were meditating in there to try and make me feel the aura radiating from me. The best way I can describe it is the rush you feel when performing. It's like a sudden jolt of energy flowing through me, accompanied by a smooth breeze. He told me it's a rarity that I felt that, but who knows? He did ask me if I want to do it tomorrow to make sure if what I felt is true. When I left the cave, I felt everything-- but moreso his aura. It made my hair stand on end. Feeling that was like being hit with a shockwave, then getting a slight unnerving feeling. I was used to it soon after, but what a surreal experience.

Day 4 - we did it again and the same result happened. Turns out it's likely because I have 2 elements ready to be used. An oddity. But if that's the case one was of lightning and one of wind. The latter was...Concerning for me.

Day 5 - Why oh why did I wear a dress of all things today? It was the first time that I was trying to summon a bit of that power. It took hours to get it to work. When it did finally work I hoped it was lightning, like wouldn't it be fitting for an idol to have that? But no, it was the wind and it felt like it took me an extra hour to get the wind under control. Luckily we were the only two there or elsewise I'd die of embarrassment the moment I was trying to prevent my dress from going above the waist. Wind oh wind, why are you a pretty girl's worst enemy?

Day 6 - Okay, this time I got some training under my belt and this time, I had a change in clothing and now I am wearing jeans. Huzzah Ruby Jeans! Not going to risk a random flash this time! This time I was able to pull out lightning now, at least that's an improvement.

Day 7 - what did day 5 me forget to remind me today? Oh yeah, to wear some pants and it did get to bite me in the butt-- the now exposed butt. You know what? Maybe I'll wear some shorts underneath instead cause this is getting ridiculous! Rin's got fire powers, Maroon has all the powers, Naona's got lightning and Hanaka got whatever weird ability she has. And while I also got lightning, I got wind...

Everyone has interesting powers while I have the short end of the stick. But I can't stop here, no matter how embarrassing it is. I will have to delay the performance if I can't get this windy issue under control but that's fine.

Update: One of my twintails flew straight to my face when I was speaking while this stupid wind issue is happening. Add EATING HAIR as an issue I need to fix before my final performance. When did I thought it was a good idea again to try?

[vro0m]

i think cota was probably the best gp we’ve had this year, i really thought lewis was gonna win for a while and even though verstappen still won it came down to the wire. BECAUSE of the chaos and drama! yes merc messed up and ferrari messed up (with strategy) but personally i think so did red bull given how much better the meds were and the way they used them first. and even with the dsqs i still felt invested. so yeah the drama loving side of me won

But you know I think the strategy fuck ups and DSQs weren't necessary to make it a decent race to watch. I don't even know if it really was a good race or if it's just that the bar is on the floor and still digging.

There's two things to it in my opinion :

In the absence of actual racing, I can enjoy the fuck ups and rare DSQs / other race or stewarding events because at least something is happening.

On the other hand, what was actually engaging about this race is that someone was finally able to somewhat keep up with Max at the front, and this part wasn't dependent on the fuck ups.

It's only parallel to your ask but there was a lot of talk on my dash today about sprint races and good and bad decisions to make F1 exciting. But imo the real issue is with the racing. You don't need sprints, and reverse grids, and radio bans, and 1mil incentives, and fuck ups when the cars can race.

If they want good GPs and fans that get into it and stay into it, they need to fix the cars, not the format.

[luffythinker]

KAMIKIRISERO ANON BACK WITH THE ACTUAL REST OF IT

sorry it took so long the week was busy as ass and stuff but i was determined to finish this, though it's a little rushed i work better when im rushed it's kinda short

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Denki had been skillfully avoiding his bros for over a week now since the incident. He wouldn't call it full on ghosting, he's seen them around and in homeroom but his behavior as of lately is that of going full silent mode. like his ass is full on Hagakure mode. He hasn't really spoken to them outside of short conversations at school or around the dorm.

He couldn't shake the guilt of having kissed both of them in a moment of impulsiveness. He knows and understands they aren't upset with him, it's the idea of discussing feelings keeping him away. That and whatever they are all going to be after they have the conversation. Sero had approached him many of 3 or 4 times to try and get him to speak to them however he used the same bullshit excuse. "I'm busy." or something when he clearly wasn't. The other boy let it slide because he didn't want to make him anymore uncomfortable then he already was.

So he backed off for a few weeks.

Now, Denki is sitting in the common area with Bakugo and Mina, nothing on Denki's face moves except his eyes when he sees the other half of their squad entering the room. He's holding his breath too. He doesn't say anything, he only slinks down off the couch like cats when they try to hide. He can clearly see them conversing with each other, they probably see him too attempting or rather failing to inconspicuously make his way out.

Bakugo's eyes narrow watching him leave. His face bares suspicion, everytime Kirishima or Sero enter a room Denki seems to leave the room or just plain not be there. This isn't a goddamn coincidence. He looks over at Mina.

"Where are you going? And what the fuck are you doing?" Bakugo asks sharply, his eyes narrowed as he watched Kaminari try to escape.

Avoiding eye contact, Denki continued inching toward the kitchen without a word. Bakugo's gaze drifted between him and Kirishima and Sero, noticing that this had become a pattern in recent days.

"Yeah," Mina agreed without being asked, casually eating her bag of chips. "I see it too, Blasty."

"What the actual fuck is going on?" Bakugo demanded, seeking an explanation from everyone present. He's tired of 16 year olds acting like children. His eyes meet everyone in the room minus Denki.

Sero shrugs. "We're going through some stuff. I'm gonna talk to him."

Mina raises an eyebrow at them. "What'd you guys do?"

"It's complicated…" Kirishima sighs, causing the pink girl to excitedly lean in for gossip.

"Tea!" She bangs her fist on her knees.

"If you wanna watch soap operas, turn on the damn TV," Bakugo interrupts gruffly.

She pouts arms crossed over her chest sinking into the couch without further resistance. "I'll find out eventually..."

"Nosey ass," Bakugo mumbles under his breath before addressing Kirishima more seriously. "Not like I want him here, but it's fucking weird without him. You need to fix it."

Kirishima nods. "I know." He makes his way to the kitchen determined to confront Denki, he hopes of mending whatever is broken today. "I'm taking care of it right now, Bakubro."

He sighs of resolve, Kirishima goes into the kitchen, ready to finally put the issue to bed Denki must understand they couldn't avoid talking about their feelings forever. Right?

Surely but this is Denki they were talking about. He’s probably looking at it in a way nobody’s bothering to look at it. He’s just scared Kirishima thinks to himself.

Sero also makes his way to the kitchen where he had retreated. They found him in the corner, nervously fidgeting with a dish towel.

"Hey, Denks," Sero said calmly, nothing like his casual tone. Maybe not start it with “let's talk about it” he thinks.

“Hey man, can we talk about something?” Kirishima says causing Sero to mentally facepalm. 

Denki avoids eye contact at all costs. He couldn’t  ignore the tense atmosphere anymore, he guesses.

"We miss you dude," Sero speaks again, hesitantly. "We can't fix what's going on if you keep avoiding us like this. It’s been a frickin’ half 3 weeks dude!"

“I miss my friend, man.” Kirishima comments a little quietly, coaxing him to speak to them further.

Denki sighs tiredly. Like real tired. "I just...this whole thing is super overwhelming. I wish I never did this."

Sero reaches over and squeezes his hand reassuringly. "Can we go in my room and have this conversation, please?" He doesn’t forget to add.

Denki swallows hard as his eyes look between his friends. “Is there a guarantee we’ll still be friends afterwards?” He asks, smiling, but it isn’t a happy smile. It’s a “we had a good run boys” smile.

“Dude,” Kirishima grabs his shoulders. “We’ll always be friends, don’t say that!” He shakes him a little. It’s warm and friendly and Denki wants to enjoy it but he can’t allow himself to truly.

All three of them take the elevator up to Sero`s room, Denki’s sitting on the bed while Sero’s in the hammock and Kirishima’s beside Denki. “Where do we start, I wonder.” Sero says, swaying himself a little on the multicolored hammock.

"Can I start with" I'm sorry?" Denki shuffles his feet beneath himself.. "I don’t know what I was doing, I just wanted to feel stuff that didn’t belong to me I guess? Not talking about it was my way of keeping whatever is left of our friendship alive. And if I never knew where we were headed that was ok with me. I’m sorry."

Denki kicks his feet, looks at his hands instead, cause that’s something different.

"Well," Sero speaks first. "not talking about it was like, so wrong dude.”

“It had us worrying more than anything." Kirishima adds his hands to test water and rub Denki’s shoulders. Before he started he silently asked by just placing his hands on his shoulders.

“Just say I'm an idiot.” He jokes.

“I don’t want to.” Sero smirks. “I actually have something else I wanna say, or ask?” Both boys' attention is on him as he speaks his mind. “Kirishima, remember what we talked about?”

The boy beside him eyes look around in thought. “Uhh, yeah, and you know what? You should have mentioned that sooner actually. Bros pouring his heart out here.”

Denki faces scrunches. “Huh?”

“Do you like me Denki?” Sero asks like it’s such a normal thing.

“Um, yeah? You're my friend, well I hope you're still my friend.” He looks at him like this question is dumb.

Sero removes himself from the hammock like a ferret, moving towards him. “No, i mean do you LLikeee me?”

He’s passed Denki’s personal bubble, the taller boy is close enough for their legs to brush against each other. Actually their legs are so close he might as well be sitting on his lap but he’s standing between his legs. Denki’s face flowers with pink dusting over his cheeks. “Uh, oh..”

Sero nods. “Yeah,” he says, knowing everything.

“You're just gonna ask me that in front of Kirishima like that?” Denki breaks into a realization suddenly.

Kirishima snakes a hand to the back of Denki’s shirt and pulls the boy down onto his lap while Sero tops him. Sero’s lips brush against Denki’s and it’s better than last time except he’s not even kissing him. “Close the door Ei.”

The way he says that makes Denki pull his legs together, he feels like something is about to happen to him. He can feel the heat of Sero’s breath and it’s fucking amazing.

Kirishima does as he’s told, returning to them both. He crawls onto the bed until he’s where he can see them properly.

Both boys hover above his head. Sero's body pressed even closer against him than before the door was locked. Their breaths intermingled as their lips danced dangerously close to each other. His teasing grin cast a tantalizing spell over Denki like it always does, he probably knows how his heart rate spikes when he looks at him.

“Denki,” He whispers slowly, brushing their lips together once again, it’s like a feather saying its final farewell to the wind. "Do you know what a poly relationship is?"

Denki wanted to answer, but Kirishima's warm hand on his head tenderly brushing his hair away from his forehead left him dizzy with new emotions.

"I...I don't know," He admits breathlessly.

Instead of answering immediately, Sero leans over Denki pressing a gentle kiss onto Kirishima's waiting lips. The lingering affection between them was godly to watch, his eyes were locked onto the pair as their lips mingled together. Sero broke the kiss first, he turns his attention back to Denki who's starstruck below them.

He asked softly with a steady gaze, "Do you want to date us?"

Denki’s cheeks flush even harder with color, his heart fluttering rapidly in his chest considering what it really means, what he’s saying to him. To be part of their dynamic. He looked at both Sero and Kirishima's anticipation seeping down into his bones.

Denki didn’t need to think, he wanted this, wanted them. "I want to try." He answers the best he can.

“Oh,” Sero makes a devilish face. “I’m going to have fun with you.” He smiles evilly nudging a knee between Denki’s legs into his heated lower half. He gasped silently only to have an eager Kirishima press his lips to Denki`s open mouth. Those teeth didn't once hurt him instead, their tongues welcomed eachother home.

and the night only went up from there. It was best described as loud.

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if i have your permission i will actually include the spice scene and send it in an ask BUT ONLY IF YOUR ALRIGHT WITH THAT sorry im always writing sex scenes jitrbghfnhgjdhf that's all im good at its how i got into writing jtirbghdutrbdhf

please don't apologize!! you can always take your time, i will always be happy to read <3

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OH MY GOD I WAS NOT EXPECTING ALL THE TENSION WHEN THEY HAVE THE TALKKJSRJDGLDK POOR DENKI PROBABLY LIKE A DEER THAT GOT CAUGHTKJDJLCFÇKVC

THE WAY SERO WAS TAKING CONTROL AND PULLING HIM CLOSE FUCKFXJKFDLKLFDJLDFJ U MESSED WITH MY BRAIN HERE

Nah but this is so good, and yeah u can send the smut scenes if you want, i really don't mind!!

i'm so glad they finally got togetherljdljdsljxf sero a lil too eager to get into it

[mythgrippa-blog]

Day ??? - unresponsive

Well today... more like yesterday was the actual demo for the app... it took a while but finally deployed the backend on google cloud run. This video was very helpful

The initial plan I had for deployment was to just host an ec2 instance however the url link was over http instead of https, since we were using firebase hosting which has a policy against http content. It didn't work, so I had to re improvise and tried a lot of different ways which include:

Getting HTTPS manually using openssl, this didn't work as most browsers don't allow self signed certificates and firebase was no different

Using Netlify to host our NodeJS however their libraries were and documentation were either outdated or no longer working, and they updated their website so I wasn't sure on how exactly to deploy

Using firebase functions, this didn't work because of the way firebase preprocesses requests, it does some stuff to it like turning the request body into like a buffer so I would have to decrypt it on my end by adding like a middleware or switching from using multer to busboy, because my services need to handle image uploads so I gave up on that idea

Cloud Run, this actually worked well! Thanks to the tutorial I sent before, I wouldn't have understood the video if I didn't know much about docker. You can still follow along however it gets tedious, takes about 5-10 minutes to deploy and its effective and you have full control which is amazing! Running a docker container in the cloud is awesome. I did run into an issue during the video, and it was because my docker client wasn't authorized to push to gcr.io, a simple command to fix it was all I Needed thankfully it was fixed with one command

The rest of the day was spent with my team preparing for the presentation, our 3rd one. We were working and I was happy the backend was deployed, I feel like I'm getting more familiar with GCP. We were implementing features left and right, polishing whatever needed to. And when the demo came... well...

Just before the demo, we met up our client who was happy to see us and we were happy to see her, we wanted to show off all the features which took a while to make but yeah. There was a whoopsie, thanks to my miscommunication, I forgot to tell my stallion that we're using a shared variable that stores the apiUrl link and so he hard coded the localhost:8000, so some of his api wasn't getting used because it was trying to access localhost:8000 instead of the deployed links. We couldn't redeploy in time of the demo so we went in nervous.

The demo starts and everyone looks so scary, however my lecturer who I think may not like our team just left. The demo goes on and on, and one of the guys leaves. They ask me questions, I try my best like one was why do RabbitMQ's AMQP for communication between services instead of Restful HTTPS, the question was around security and I panicked and out right said something kinda not true but also true.

It ends, and they say our app was just too simple and needed more AI (not more features but more AI). The faces they gave, it was almost as if they were looking at poor helpless dumb little pups or people who worked last minute to finished. Our client, for the second time said that she was worried about us on whether we can finish the AI.

I'm a bit sad honestly... yeah the app was simple by my design... I'm just so sad... it doesn't help that I'm also going through a repetitive phase in my life where I start liking someone because we're so close and comfortable with each other only to find out that we were just very close friends and nothing romantic was built up.

I'm like really depressed because I can't really seem to catch a break. I want to improve the website but I'm just really sad now. Well... I honestly am trying to lose faith or what not,,,