#its 3am and im 4 chapters into this. its VERY good

[soildmud]

reading inky mystery

good morning y’all, it is currently 3AM right now and i have developed some very strong opinions about inky mystery that i need to projectile vomit onto the internet. this is gonna be like a book review so i have some disclaimers/warnings:

#1: this “review” is not intended for the author, TAP, or anyone directly involved with the writing of IM. this is readers-only!

#3: i will most likely say very few positive things about the fic so if you don’t want to see negative remarks about your fav fic/story, maybe don’t read this. and also if you can’t handle strong language.

#4: i have not read all of IM, and there is a reason why. i will explain later on but i don’t need anyone to try and avoid spoilers. i don’t care for this fic enough to worry about that. talk to your heart’s content, i want to hear what y’all have to say!!!!

#5: i still enjoy inky mystery and its concepts and the overall story ideas. i think it’s fun and a cool spin on the original qftim au (an au that had so much potential and such shitty execution) and love how the fic has created an entire community around it! don’t get this twisted, i got nothing against IM or TAP.

now i’m gonna put the “review” (more like a rant) under a cut so as to not take up space on people’s dashes more than i already have lol—have fun!!

with such an interesting and promising premise, inky mystery has so far been a frustrating disappointment. i started reading it a while ago (had to stop because of school) and picked up again last night, hoping to get further into the fic and reach the parts that seem to be much more compelling than the exposition. i’m only on chapter 20 and already want to just stop reading it altogether. the more i progress through this the more i think to myself, “is this fic even worth reading 2.5 million words and 335 chapters?” as i’ve come to the beginning of chapter 21, i’m starting to think it most definitely is not.

obviously the biggest criticism is the length. there is absolutely no reason for why this fic is like 3 times longer than the fucking BIBLE. twelve “books” for what? to leave us in the same spot of the plot for the fifth time in a row when the conflict could have been resolved in almost half a chapter? the over-explanation of everything and the placement of practically useless dialogue is excruciating. i don’t understand how having chapter long bits of the warner shenanigans was necessary; i get it was meant for comedy but i don’t think they should dragged any longer than like a paragraph. their dialogue gets old incredibly fast, and it’s just a hinder to the fic’s flow. and before anyone says anything—I HAVE WATCHED ANIMANIACS BEFORE. in fact, i used to be obsessed with them and watched every episode until it stopped airing in 2014. i know they’re supposed to be the way they are in the fic but Holy SHIT DUDE. SHUT THEM THE FUCK UP ALREADY.

listen. i know this was originally written in 2017, but if you’re still updating this into 2024, at this point you need to remake the whole fic and shorten it. the way the author is updating the fic with basically filler makes me feel like they care more about creating content for their readers rather than actually writing a coherent narrative. you don’t need to take down the OG fic but there has got to be a way to shorten it so it doesn’t take literally a week straight to finish the fic in one sitting.

anyways. apart from that, i need to say that the writing style is so juvenile in a way that feels aggravating. i read the most recent chapter to see if anything changed and while it certainly improved in small ways, i feel like TAP still hasn’t learned how to not make sentences like four words long and dialogue sequences that don’t make up half the chapter. i also feel like the narrative is just…holding the readers hand and explaining every little thing like they expect the reader not to have any media literacy at all. i don’t need to know explicitly that boris and bendy are tired from walking for hours, i knew that from your narration mentioning their legs aching and them getting mucky from clambering in the forest.

next, i hate the random inclusion of unnecessary characters. the way the two detectives seem to only show up when it’s convenient and how the warners were used basically like a deus ex machina is frustrating. don’t introduce so many characters with so much detail and then have them show up like twice. i don’t know how to explain this because it’s almost 4AM now and my brain is foggy but god. when those two fox characters were randomly introduced at the end of idk what chapter to have a completely useless conversation with the detectives i felt so annoyed. i don’t know if they have any real significance later on in the story (and i don’t mean that they show up to say hi later) and honestly i cannot be bothered to find out if they do, but if they don’t, that entire section of the chapter was fucking stupid. let your MAIN CHARACTERS learn information from other sources for the love of god.

in the end, i don’t know if i’ll ever finish Inky Mystery, at least not anytime soon. i had fun at the start and now i’m just annoyed and frustrated. also, to the wiki people, PLEASE MAKE CHAPTER SUMMARIES AND SHIT—IT WOULD BE A DREAM FOR THOSE OF US WHO DON’T WANT TO SIT THROUGH 2.5 MILLION WORDS FOR PLOT AND STORY!!!!

also, i am not claiming to be a better writer or have superior knowledge to TAP. i think TAP is good at writing, but has some flaws that really limit their full potential. i myself am an amateur writer with no training or anything, but i am a reader, so that’s why i’m yapping.

ALSO ALSO, i am not doing this to shit on TAP or IM or anyone who likes this story and everything. like i said, i actually like IM and really want to get into it so i can make fanart and everything, but it has been a struggle and i want to voice that because this is my blog and i use it like a virtual diary. i will continue to skim and push through IM, and will most definitely use it as a learning tool for my own au, SITP.

again, this review was made with zero malice in mind. however if anyone wants to say anything i’m 100% open to conversation, and if this reaches TAP’s screen somehow, please know i’m not trying to be a hater!!! i love your ideas and the community you’ve created, promise!!!! i’m done now cus i’m tired and need to sleep so bye to anybody who read through this beast of a post lol plus i don’t have the energy to write all i wanted to say. sorry if there’s any mistakes i’m falling asleep as i write LMAO

bye!!!!!!

[itssleepyrabbit]

hi! wow i super love your art and i don’t have enough dabihawks in my life 🥺 was wondering if you had any fic recs for them?? 💕💕

aah thank you so much!! 💕💕 💕💕

BOY IF I DO HAVE!! alright buckle up this might get long (most are fluff and SFW~ i’ll put a NSFW warning but be sure to look at tags in all of them!!)

Bed I made (lie in it with me) by  silverwordswrites

“Touya is in desperate need of a plus-one for his brother's wedding and Keigo is infinitely curious about the man who he was sure used to hate him in college.” 

-- the summary says everything and honestly it’s one of the most romatics dabihawks fics i’ve read.

On-going

He Doesn't Love Me by  Fatally

“Dabi doesn't love him. He's accepted that thorny truth, swallowed it down and let briars grow in his chest, drinking down his blood like water.Or: The one in which Hawks settles for pining for his entire life and doesn't realize Dabi's been staring at him the entire time, too.” 

-- I love pinning Hawks with a burning passion.

Completed

sweetheart, is that you? by  fuckendeavor666

“dabi and hawks say i love you (without actually saying i love you) in five different ways.“ 

-- This is my absolute fave dabihawks fic

Completed

Deck the Halls With Boughs of Folly by  DrAphra

“In which the League has acquired a new fancy mansion -with all the heating and food and plush beds they could possibly need - but they still prefer to spend the day out in the wilderness with just each other. Plus Hawks.“ 

-- Honestly all Aphra’s dabihawks fics are more than worth it but this one has a special place on my heart.

Completed

fuck, im so young - orphaned

“Todoroki Touya writes poems.

Words upon words of heartfelt confessions, letters of sing song fantasies, syllables of feelings he never got to say out loud.

When Todoroki Touya hits sixteen, he burns himself to death.

When Dabi hits twenty four-

He meets Hawks.” 

-- i don’t know how to explain but this fic it’s pretty

Completed

Feathers and Feelings by  Toboe1087

“Hawks keeps leaving feathers on his pillow, and Dabi's about had it.

(like hell he'd let anyone else have them, though)”

-- Dabi preening Hawks feathers is a blessing

Complete

(this is not a) swan song by  bittermoons

“"Who's your favorite, then?"

"Hawks." Touya doesn't miss a beat. "Definitely Hawks."

"What? Seriously? How come?"

"He has his flaws, but at the end of the day, he's trying to do good. It's something he always strives for. Dabi, on the other hand...if it weren't for Hawks, he wouldn't be a hero, that's for sure."

[Or: How a secret is revealed, and what comes afterwards.]”

-- Adorable no quirks AU with manga artist Touya and oblivious Keigo! Another author i adore pretty much all dabihawks works.

Completed

You can't trap the sky in a bottle by thyandra

“Letting Toga organize the accommodations for their trip might have been a mistake. This particular truth becomes obvious to Keigo as he opens the door of his hotel room for the first time. There, staring back at him mockingly, is a single, king-sized bed. It’s only by virtue of all the years spent perfecting his poker face around his adoptive parents, that he manages to keep his face straight. At his side, Touya clicks his tongue. “They must’ve given us the wrong key.””

--(no quirks AU) I really love they way Dabi and Hawks are written here i can’t express it in words and so so much pinning

Completed

A Tale as Old as Time by  EloFromMars, Gotcocomilk

“Dabi and Hawks are hit by the most improbable Quirk: both are yeeted in Fairytales land and have to rely on each other to get out of this.“

-- this was such a fun read omg

Completed

A Romance Written All Over Your Body by  minatsukinoamayo

//NSFW mind the tags!//

“Hawks is assigned to infiltrate the League of Villains in order to expose them. Hawks usually never fails a mission, but Keigo usually never falls in love, either.A story of how Hawks falls from grace to become a villain, because hero society has failed them all.

OR

5 times they're not in a relationship and 1 time they are.“

-- you know those fics you say “one more chapter” and it’s 3AM

Completed

it caught spark in your eyes by  youareoldfatherwilliam

//Mature - Implied Sexual Content//

“Keigo’s quirk is powerful, but sometimes it comes with unintended side effects.

Or: A 5 + 1 fic of five times the more…instinctively bird-like parts of Keigo’s quirk took over accidentally during his relationship with Dabi, and one time it happened entirely on purpose.“

-- I was screaming about this particular fic on twt the other day pls give it a read if you can it’s so so so good! Any fic that has Hawks with bird traits has a special place on my heart

Completed

The Others by  threesipsmore

//Mature - 2 sexual scenes, nothing too explicit but they’re there//

“"Skeptic's starting to think he’s more important than me,” Toga sneers, an acidic edge to her voice. “Making decisions on his own, sending out birdie without even talking to me first.”

She’d simply acquiesced to cooperating with Skeptic, but from day one the complaints had never stopped. In this tiny room layered with sushi and cakes, Dabi was forced to listen to her whining.”

-- You go birb, you get that man

Completed

Equivalent Exchange by  inexchangeforyoursoul

“Keigo blinks the blurry oblivion away from his eyes, although some part of it is oddly stubborn and to stay indefinitely. There's three things he's certain of: first, he’s alive. Second, just by looking at the bed and windows he can tell this is no villain hospital or torture room. Third: something feels wrong. Very wrong.

The silence… is deafening.

xxx

To obtain, something of equal value must be lost.

If so, what of a bird that has lost its wings?”

-- i had so many feelings reading i can’t physically explain them to you also PINK HAIR DABI PINK HAIR DABI

Completed

dabi's 5-step guide to being a better parent than endeavor by  twinkfrankenstein (orphan_account)

“A little voice inside his head whispered spitefully about how this was no place for a child, and how he was making a mistake and would only traumatize the kid, yada yada. He responded with an equally spiteful-

“Fuck off, its not like I planned to do arson today.”

(or: how Dabi becomes a good dad just to spite his own, realizes he kinda sorta maybe likes Hawks for realsies, begrudgingly admits the League cares and finally comes to terms with his protective side. Not in that order.)“

-- this legit made me laught out loud idk what else tell you

Completed

The Todoroki In-Laws by  aphrodaisyacs

“Over 10 years after the fight against the Paranormal Liberation Front, Rumi, aka the part-time hero Miruko and the proud wife of one Todoroki Fuyumi, decides it would be an awesome idea to create a groupchat with the significant others of the other Todoroki siblings.

Maybe things would be easier if its members weren’t two Pro Heroes, a former one and a rehabilitated villain, but…Honestly, where’s the fun in that?”

-- this is not dabihawks focused but it’s so funny pls

Completed

With Being Petty Comes Consequences by  CursedUndead

“"When we were saying fuck pro heroes, I didn't think you literally meant FUCK them," Tomura grumbles, kicking over an empty beer can.

"Pretty judgmental for someone fucking a pro twice their age," Touya says.

Tomura squints, and says, "Ten years is not twice my age."

Or, after spending Enji's money, Touya is forced to babysit for the number 2 hero to pay him back. Touya makes it his life's mission to fuck his new boss.”

-- this only has 4 chapters but i know it’s going to be one of my faves

On-going

The Truth series by  AmethystUnarmed

-- Hawks gets hit with a truth quirk and starts to be actually free by the power of love, friendship and a bit of crime <3

The last entry is on-going

and if we sit and count it up it's really not a lot by  sincerelysamedt

“Hawks finds a bento box in his messenger bag and almost cries.

"Is that a loving wife bento?"“

-- please PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD READ THIS ONE /sobbing noises/

Completed

steal your heart by  darlingest

//Mature//

“When infamous thief Hawks announces that he is going to steal the heart of Endeavor's son, everyone expects him to prey on Shoto Todoroki - nobody suspects Touya to be the actual target.“

-- Villain Hawks and civilian Dabi are my guilty pleasure and this one it’s so soft too i’m- djsahfdjkfhadf

Completed

darling, thank god it’s this universe we’re in (and you can annoy me as much as you please) by  juurensha

“ Todoroki Rei divorces Endeavor and moves all four of her children into a small apartment next to a boy with wings as red as the hair of her eldest son. “

-- This was one of the first dabihawks fics i ever read and, to this day, i come back to it when i feel i need the extra burst in happy feelings and check their other works too! Honestly all are such a good fucking read

Completed

[zer0-is-me]

Chapter 1 - Cornered By A Hero

Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

A/N:

y'know what, fuck it. imma write on here for once bc why tf not.

ummm so imma totally wing this. I should stop winging things bc its going to turn to chaos but hEY. you try telling my chaotic, asshole of a brain to stop. :D

ANYWHO

I am sorry in advance. This concept floated into my mind and i cant seem to focus on writing anything else so have this. Yayyyyy. Yay.

At times like these, Izuku wonders, What in the everloving fuck has my life come to?

Times when he really questions what went through his mind when he made decisions leading up to whatever was going on (well, he really knew - usually, it was, 'Oh well, I'll cross that bridge when I get there,' or, 'That's a problem for future me.' This is why future him hates present him, and present him hates past him).

An example, would be this time. When he was on the roof of a tall building, cornered by a pro hero with nowhere to run.

Fun.

" Eraserhead," he somewhat greeted, his face hidden by the shadows under his large hood and the black mask that covered the bottom half of his face. His voice was distorted and robotic, thanks to the voice changer he had, and it protected his identity further.

" What brings you upon this pleasant rooftop tonight?"

Eraserhead deadpanned, " Turning you in. Surrender now, Kibo. There's nowhere to run."

" Are you sure about that?" Izuku said - or, 'Kibo' did; his vigilante name.

" There tends to be nowhere to run when you're cornered by a pro hero on a high rooftop with no other exits," the man inched further towards him.

" You have a point, I guess," Izuku winced. He'd already used all of his smoke bombs in the fights he had just been through as part of his vigilante activities. He was tired and hungry, too, but even if he was at his highest, he doubted he could take the underground hero on.

" Look, just come peacefully, and you might have a shorter sentence in jail," Eraserhead said. " I honestly think you're doing good, but it's still against the law."

Well, technically he wasn't going against the law, but go off.

Izuku cooed. " Awww, I'm so happy the one and only Eraserhead appreciates my efforts!"

" Yeah, well, I've been on your case for a while now," the pro hero huffed. " So I know firsthand how helpful you can be."

Izuku smiled. " Then dont turn me in. You and I both know crime rates have dropped since I've appeared."

Eraserhead actually seemed to consider it for a moment, but the brief flame of hope in Izuku immediately extinguished when he shook his head and sighed.

(Funny, his vigilante name meant hope and here he was describing it being extinguished. He found himself doing that alot lately, actually.)

" I'm sorry, I can't do that and you know it. It's my job," Eraserhead said, and he genuinely sounded sorry. Well damn. One of his favourite heroes, feeling something other than hate or disgust towards him? You lie.

Eraserhead took a step towards him, and Izuku started to accept that maybe he just wasn't made for vigilantism, when a small something fell between them, clanging loudly in the quiet night.

After a beat, Izuku cocked his head and began, " What the hell-"

And it exploded.

A/N (2 bc im built different):

ok so idk if i should continue this,,,, like make another 'chapter'?? So it will completely be based off of the amount of support or reach this gets. If you liked it, idk, let me know! Do the note thingies, or comment, idm (lol im sorry im used to writing on wattpad and Ao3 but i hope you can bare w me XD).

Any constructive criticism will be welcomed, as long as it isn't mean. I don't take offense easily tho so 'being mean' is a pretty high bar, yet if you manage to somehow pass it i shall block you. Not that it's a very big threat, but i honestly don't care about your mean words anyway. No one does. :)

Anywho, I hope you have a great day/night/3AM(nice to see another fellow night gremlin), make sure to take care and drink some water, bye byeee! <3

[tartagilicious]

so, I have no shame. I tried to remember every time I cried or got significantly emotional about something in mlqc, I wrote down what I was thinking in a notebook. I’ve now come to share those with you all now that I’ve just been emotionally scarred by a mobile game again ☺️✨ there are also spoilers for chapter 25 under the cut, so please be advised about that and skip reading it if you don’t want to be spoiled. 

I’ll try my best to add to this post over time. 

— 

- it’s a surprisingly sparse list?? even I expected more

- I’m emotional but not a crier and I stand by that ✨

#1- the first time a scene made me actually react. wow. I can barely even remember it. when kiro and the mc were trapped underground at the hacker’s convention, that was the first time I genuinely had an emotional response to the game. I remember being like ??what?/ wHAT the fuck is happening why is he- why does- what??? *insert incoherent wheezing here*  and I knew absolutely zero information about the more important parts of the game too, which made it so much more confusing lol. 0/10 do not recommend

#2- there was a similar response when kiro disappeared in chapter 14, but when gavin came back in chapter 14????? there were a few actual tears shed because I was so relieved and happy that he was back. that was the first time I cried over the game, and I know that because I remember watching tiktoks immediately after to calm down with tears in my eyes. only like a 3/10 on the crying scale but still valid nonetheless

#3- when lucien was revealed to be part of black swan. sigh. I didn’t cry. I was just disappointed. can you believe that I didn’t like him for bit of time because of that? I can’t even imagine that now, my team harem ass could never

#4- no. I did not cry when victor stabbed the mc, I was only supremely confused. I kind of closed out of the last chapter like “haha,,,,, I wanna know what happens next but first I need to figure out what just happened there.” and I didn’t cry when she went into the other world either! emotions? don’t know her.

#5- FUCK SO THIS IS WHAT EMOTIONS ARE. i was beyond excited when shaw appeared in chapter 21 or so, I remember it vividly because I’d been waiting so long for it. and ch22 gavin??? that was a 10/10 on the crying scale. hey, it was 3am, I was very emotionally vulnerable T-T anyway 10/10 would cry again. that scene read like a fanfiction and I loved it. 

#6- (literally written in all caps)  VICTOR GODDAMMIT IN THE CAR TELLING HER TO RUN IT WAS SO SOFT AND EMOTIONAL BECAUSE I AM STILL WAITING FOR THAT TRUE REUNION BACK IN THE REAL WORLD BECAUSE POOR BABY PROBABLY MISSES HER AND FEELS SO GUILTY. 10/10 NOT BAD AND SOMEWHAT REDEEMING CONSIDERING HE DIDN’T TRUST HER AT ALL BEFORE. 

#7- I….. partly the reason I’m making this post is because of this one. kiro and the mc’s reunion in chapter 24, I just played it now and am putting it in the place it makes sense…. this is the one concept and character that’s made me cry the most in mlqc by far, and this didn’t fail by any means. I cried as much here as I did with Gavin’s scene in ch22. especially at the line “I was so fierce to you before.. so cold. but when running away, you still didn’t leave me.”

#8- (why did I write so loudly omg) SHIT I THOUGHT IT WOULD AT LEAST GIVE ME SOME TIME BUT NO. LUCIEN’S CHAPTER 24 REUNION WITH THE MC HIT HARDER THAN MY CRIPPLING ANXIETY. WHEN HE SAID, “'You might need me, but I need you more.” I LOST IT. I DIDN’T REALLY CRY MUCH BUT IT DEPRESSED THE HELL OUT OF ME. 10/10 but I probably wouldn’t read it again because it honestly did make me really sad 😔

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#9- chapter 25, when Hypnos showed up after she broke free and got back to her world safely and had the nerve to say: “isn’t it so hard being an ordinary person?” after SHE LITERALLY WATCHED TWO EVOLVER CHILDREN BEING TAKEN AWAY FROM THE ORPHANAGE WITH HER OWN EYES. and saying barely anything useful when she asked any questions about what was going on. the next time I see Hypnos its on SIGHT

#10- when I tell you my jaw DROPPED when she got that text from kiro but it made me so happy :’) im excited to see him again, esp now that mc knows that helios and kiro are the same person. 

#11- and at the end of that same chapter, there was that single line — “I am finally back.” and then her saying something that basically boiled down to, “No matter what world I’m in, he will always know evol and the queen ability the best. I must find xu mo.” like yes girl!!! please find him!!!! 🥺 I want a good true reunion so much, she’d better have one with each character or I don’t want it. because! technically the one in chapter 24 doesn’t count since it could’ve been with any of them, so it doesn’t affect the story, which means that them meeting again in their world would in theory be the first time they see each other again without trying to adhere to each guy. 

#12- lucien, please shdjgfsdxfjgj I can’t stop laughing I know it’s serious but he finally went off the rails. I laugh, but its honestly really sad. he misses her so much that he hallucinates her, so he doesn’t react when she shows up at his lecture or when she tries to talk to him, because it’s a normal thing apparently. I just really want him to realise that it’s actually her standing in front of him, because right now it’s like talking to a brick wall tbh.

#13- lucien,,,,,, I’m not laughing anymore. please 🥺 when lost control in that one moment, and then she didn’t forgive him but he still sat by her bedside when he thought she was asleep and told her all of those things — I was so sad. the type where I didn’t even cry, I was just silent for a real long time. that was the first time that lucien admitted his emotions so openly to mc, and it was really sweet, even if some of the things he said were a little sketch. BUT it’s okay, I understand why he’s acting the way he is. I mean, he thought that the woman he loved was dead for months but then she just randomly appeared. he only wants to see her and keep her safe. 

[hunchoskeazo]

Chapter 4 “On the outside Looking In”

*3am*

*Ding Ding*

*Ding Ding*

I popped up and looked over squinting my eyes because all i see is a bright ass light from my phone going off.

*Smacked My lips* Its Rik.

Rik:Call me Asap bro.

Man im not calling him I haven’t talked or seen this nigga fuck him. I put the phone back down and on DnD turned over and cuddled up with Ashley.

She woke up a lil bit and asked was everything ok.

“Of course Baby go back to sleep”

“Ok” she said

And she was fast asleep in a blink of an eye.

15 mins tops I wondered what the hell rik wanted i was so curious, because i have not talk to him none while i was in the hospital or nothing. He the reason i got shot. Maybe he just feel guilty i thought and thought and thought before i went to sleep asked myself so many questions and gave myself so many answers and that still didn’t give me any kind of satisfaction or clarification.

....Imma just text him.

“What bro”

Rik:Man wassup meet me somewhere.

AJ:“Nah my nigga last time i met with you i nearly died.”

Rik: Man I know i know and im truly sorry about that bro i know you haven’t seen or talked to me i been in these streets listening around checking out the hood and shit tryna put 2 n 2 together you feel me bro.

AJ:“Mmhm Right i hear you bro”

Rik:Look i know you may feel like its been some shady shit going on but i just had to take sometime to get myself together bro I didn’t know what to do that night i thought you was gonna die i was fucked up. But im glad you good brody. Thank God.

AJ:Yea man im glad to be alive its been very eye opening these last couple of weeks man fr.

Rik:I feel you bro its all gonna get better soon my nigga i promise. Look just hit me tomorrow i got alot to tell you..

AJ:Ight bro you owe me no kap

Rik:I gotchu bro🤞🏾

*Unknown Number*(Incoming Call)

“Who Tf is this” i said before answering the phone.

*I answered*

*Sniffles*.... AJ..?

“Who is this” i asked out of confusion

*REALLY AJ!? Its Passion

“Oh” I looked over at ashley as she was still sound asleep i got up out the bed and creeped to the kitchen.

“Whats the Deal?”

“Aj ive been trying to contact you for a week why haven’t you returned none of my calls or text messages.?”

“I been busy man”

“Yea busy with that otha bitch to huh.!?”

“Man why you in my business you not my btc.?” I said with a aggressive whispering tone.

“What do you want passion?”

It became so silent in the night.

“Hello!!” I said with agrivation

Wassup man!? Im tryna go back to bed.

*Sniffles* Im... Pregnant..” she said.

“Pregnant🤨 How?!” With the sound of confusion.

“What do you mean how? You bussed in me thats how mf.” With a aggressive tone.

“Nah i wrapped up tight no kap so you got the wrong nigga” and banged on her ass.

*BLOCK*

I went and laid back down wit ashley and instantly fell back to sleep.

(11am)

Before i could open my eyes the smell of a good breakfast hit my nose i slowly opened my eyes she was just walking in climbing on top of me kissing me trying to wake me and mini up😏.

AJ: Ooouuu Baby don’t be doing that you tryna wake both of us up.

Ashley: Mmm😏🥰 I got breakfast ready for you so you can have an amazing day.

“Oh really I must’ve put my foot in you last night huh.” I said jokingly

She laughed and said “Boy shut yo ass up and eat before i stop being so nice.”

She side eyed me while i was stuffing my face.

“Damn baby what time is it?” While i was looking for my phone.

I thought to myself i know i sat my phone on the dresser next to me.

I flipped the cover over and there it was.🤨

Ashley: Its almost 12 you have somewhere to be or something?

“Oh shit yea i gotta get dressed.”

I rushed to the bathroom to get myself together finally started getting dress while still rambling for my phone.

“Ash!!! You know where my phone is at?”

“Umm idk try checking the bed or something.” She yelled out

I flipped the cover and there it was

“Bet found it” I said with excitement

I was in so much of a rush to think about how it ended up on the bed. I ran to the kitchen gave ash a kiss on the cheek and left.

“Ight Babygirl ill see you later”

And ran out the door.

Remote started that 392 yall know how skeaz coming.

*Turnt volume up*

“Now watch me push them bitches off with the 2 hands

Aye,hm,with the 2 hands

Watch me push them bitches off with the 2 hands

Aye, Aye, with the two hands”

While Rapping and vibing to sada n vezzo I started thinking about passion...

“Maybe I shouldn’t do her like that, I was fuckn the dawg shit out of her freak ass.🤔🤷🏽‍♂️

*Pulled in the lot of my destination, Picked my phone up went to her number to FaceTime her but hesitated...*

“Nah Ill wait let me make this drop first.” I said to myself.

I got out walked to the back opened the trunk grabbed the duffy, tucked my mag in my pants and walked in through the back of The Palace.

The Palace Where I conduct my business, pleasures and problems 😁. Also 1 of my many main sources of income.

*Walking Through the hall to get to my office*

*Guard 1* Wassup Boss

*Guard 2* Skeeeaazzooo

“Whats The Deal Guys” giving guard 1 a pat on the shoulder.

*I walked in my office and sat the duffy on the table opened it and made a suspicious grin and said to myself.

“Imma Muthafucka boi i tell ya”.

I opened my safe i have in my floor behind my desk and got to putting the money out the bag into the safe.

“Damn my shit getting full I guess i gotta go splurge a lil bit huh” i jokingly said to myself.

*Ring *Ring

*Ring *Ring

Looked at my phone an unsaved number.

*Hello! I said

Hello Hi is this Mr.Davis?

“....Whos Asking?” I said while putting the rest of the money in the safe.

Hi this Doc Fane with Gracy rehabilitation its about your mother....

Like I really need this right now.😥

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Letters To Midnight: Chapter 3- Night 9: “Am I Crazy?” “Yeah Maybe.”

The next night, that song Hyuk was singing was stuck in my head ALL. NIGHT. I just kept humming it over and over.  All through out closing and the drive home that was all that kept flowing through my mind.

By the time I am at my apartment I can already hear Hyuk working on the song he was working on last night. I head into the kitchen to warm up some pizza I had in the fridge from a few nights ago, hoping I won't die from it, I mean come on its not that bad, I mean I had to eat high school food for four years at one point of my life. I shrug off my little worried thoughts and head into my room to change my clothes, simultaneously listening to Hyuk singing.

"As time goes by it gets harder, am i the only one? Don't wanna go clubbing, Don't wanna watch a movie, what else is there to do? I just end up in my neighborhood. There's a hole in my heart, nothing can fill it up, yeah. Im sinking right now, inside a square ocean."

The microwave beeps loudly making me cringe as it goes off, considering its about 3:30 am. I rush over to shut the noise off hitting my toe on the kitchen island in the process. Hissing at the impact I reach up for the microwave above my stove opening it as I bring my hurt foot up and somewhat awkwardly crouching down and hopping while inspecting it with the other free hand. Other than feeling like my toe has been on blown off in a nuclear attack its perfectly fine.

All while my outer turmoil was going on I noticed it got quiet in Hyuk's apartment.

"Are you okay, should I call the police, FBI or something?" Hyuk chuckles out sounding quite muffled since I was all the way in the kitchen/living room.

"Are you talking to me? Because if you are you Im good, Im more of a suffer in silence type."  I laugh while getting my plate of pizza out of the microwave.

"....Did you just quote Bella from Twilight?" Hyuk asks with a little shock/ disappointment in his voice

"Hey now don't talk to me in that tone of voice Mr. Hyuk, considering you immediately knew where that was from, you shouldn't be trying to shame me." I say in a jokingly stern tone

"Touché." Hyuk replies back. A somewhat awkward pause bounces between us

"Is that a new song you're working on tonight or...?" I ask a little hesitant, me knowing it wasn't. But I just wanted to keep the conversation going some how, walking back to my room to hear him a little more clearly, and so I won't be shouting at 3am almost 4.

"Yeah, well not really, its the one I was working on last night." he informs me

"Ah, okay. Did you get any farther?" I ask

"Yes actually, just a little. Do you want to hear it?" he asks with a little excitement evident in his voice

"For sure!" I say with just as much enthusiasm, because I can clearly hear a smile in his voice and let me tell you it was contagious.

"Alright, let me start it from the beginning. I'll lower the instrumentals so you can hear the lyrics, you have to listen to the lyrics." he says with the same excitement

I don't say anything, I just wait for him to begin it, eating my pizza while doing so.

"I know tomorrow is coming

But I can’t let go of my phone Sleep just isn’t coming to me, yeah So I’m on Instagram, Instagram again

So many hotshots here Some are on vacation I didn’t press like Cuz it feels like I’m the only one like this Inside Instagram, Instagram

It’s a problem In the whole world It’s the same love song But it doesn’t touch me In my night There are too many thoughts

It’s complicated Changing it up so often I don’t wanna do this This damn information age There is definitely a problem These days, knowing more Makes you more miserable"

At this point i stop chewing on my pizza and just stare at the Hyuks side of the wall, just listening

"As time goes by

It gets harder Am I the only one?

Don’t wanna go clubbing Don’t wanna watch a movie, what else is there to do? I just end up in my neighborhood

There’s a hole in my heart Nothing can fill it up, yeah I’m sinking right now Inside a square ocean."

The music cuts off there, Im still staring at the wall listening, with the pizza still in hand. I understand this so very much, I feel like he got into my head and deciphered my feelings and thoughts

"...So what do you think." he interrupts my angsty teen feelings.

" Um... its eye opening, relatable. Maybe a little too relatable." I chuckle out but not so much a good chuckle

"That's kind of what im going for." he confidently tells me. He continues " I want to compose an album that's really 'me'. People who are in their 20's and 30's are not really different from me. If I speak truthfully people can empathize and relate with me."

"Do you do this a lot? Like I mean you sound too invested for this to just be a little hobby?" I ask a little more than curious. I mean I've been wondering this for 3 years.

"Umm..." He sounds a little hesitant at answering my question

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, I respect your privacy." I quickly interrupt before he can say anything else

"No its okay, I've lived next to you long enough to know the most harm you can do is stub your toe on something." he teases

I shake my head silently laughing, waiting for him to continue talking

"Im a singer/ producer." he explains

"Oh my god please tell me you are not from Soundcloud." I say in a some what joking manner

At this he laughs and denies it

"No, im a solo artist, I go by the name Dean." he laughs out

"Oohh what should i call you then? Dean...Hyuk...Oh! what about both, like Dyuk...Duck." I say in a teasing voice

"Oh my god you're annoying." he laughs out at me. "You know you still never told me your name." he stated

" It's Y/N." I finally reveal

"Well its nice to finally know your name Y/N."

"Thanks duck." I say in response, it gets quiet after that.

"Hey Duck?" I ask

"Yeah?" he responds back

"Do you want to go grocery shopping with me?" I ask

"What? Right now?" he chuckles in disbelief

"Yeah i mean why not, i need food and the store is open 24/7, and we both stay up doing pretty much nothing so why not?" I try to pursue him

He takes a moment to think about it

"I cant believe im about to agree." he speaks out

"Yay! come on lets get it." I say jumping up off my bed

I hear him moving about in his room, probably getting ready "Grocery shopping at 5am with someone I sorta officially met 2 days ago..... Am I crazy?" he asks

With a smile in my voice I respond with "Actually its 4:30 and...Yeah.... Maybe."

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Ask not for whom the bell tolls. Ch. 03

Pairing: Akechi Goro/Kurusu Akira(its comin i promise)

Rating: T

Summary: A Goro/Akira fic set in the universe of the famous Poe fiction, The Mask of Red Death. The fic in itself is more of an expansion, setting the characters of Persona 5 in the AU.

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || A03 Link || Chapter 4

[[its 3am and im starving]]

[[le’s get a sandwich and also do this]]

Ask not for whom the bell tolls.

Chapter 3:

With the death of half the kingdom, it was only natural that rumors of a greater force, of a conspiracy would start to spread.

He'd first heard from the Charioteer that took him to his new residence.

"It stands over the bedside of the dying!" He says in a voice louder than the Prince would have liked, "And it takes their souls while they die on their cots!"

He gives some kind of placating response, but is duly ignored for more loud theatrics. It provided for a good distraction.

An ironic one.

As he's being led to his coffin for his own demise.

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He first sees Death as he slept on his simple bed.

A being made from darkness incarnate.

From the holes in the wall to the cracks on the floor, like slithering serpents, like the chills over his skin.

The prince does not remember much of that encounter.

Only the ice in his lungs, the coming winter.

A mass of shadows by his bed, with soft whispers of words in an alien language.

The pale, dying moonlight that shone in between, a brief respite, did nothing to alleviate.

Rather, because of it, he could see.

See those eyes.

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The next person to speak of it was the Lover.

One of the ladies who'd been chosen to accompany the Prince in his stay at the abbey, she was not one to particularly catch his curiosity in any other way. Apart from the initial curiosity over her appearance.

But for some reason, hearing that rumor again tacked on to a noble, it made him pause.

"It is an...abomination of the darkest kind." She says. She's always been painfully considerate of her words and how she spoke, especially among the other daughters of nobles. "It takes the form of man, yet made entirely of shadows."

"Shadows?"

"Supposedly, to cover his own inflictions from the plague."

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The second time he sees Death is after their prayers had been said.

Oddly enough, it was during the time that they had kept the plague victims in their prayers.

He vaguely remembers feeling a prickling sensation down his spine. Chills and a quickened heartbeat.

The first pew. Closest to the floral offerings.

At first, he didn't understand what he was looking at. Unlike the last time they'd met, it was bright daylight outside.

The shard-like reflections from the sunlight pouring in through the delicately-patterned mosaics.

Whatever light fell on the shadows...was eaten. He didn't know how else to describe it.

Unlike the cold shine of iron and gold, or the luminosity of light on colors.

A void of darkness in this world of light.

Except.

Just then, the heavens seemed to play a particularly cruel prank on him.

Just then, it turns to him.

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The next person to speak of it was rather unexpected.

"How so? You would hardly find a person not speaking of him these days." The Emperor says, barely even lifting his gaze from his canvas. Today too, he hasn't lifted his paintbrush, or touched his palette.

He supposed that was true. But why his interest?

"Partly due to the way those who spoke of him described him."

Described him?

"Maybe it's due to them believing that he is an incarnation of Death. Their descriptions of him wax eloquent poetry." He says, his chuckle hollow. Devoid of mirth.

His fingers twitch on his brush, his hand does not move.

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It was a man, they had mentioned.

A lone, young man, from the depths of shadows.

Contrary to what they had said, though, he appeared in the day as well as the night.

Well, the prince supposed he knew that first-hand.

...

Perhaps the threat of death had made him a bit foolhardy.

But he had to admit. He was curious. Insatiably so.

The prince stares straight ahead.

To his right, sat Death.

Close enough to feel the chills on his skin. The burning in his eyes and lungs.

Self-preservation, perhaps.

But somehow, he forces himself to look.

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...This was an unexpected visit.

She sat in his usual pew. When she saw the Prince approach, she smiled.

"I see that you are well." The tone in her voice is matter-of-fact and her words trail into the silence.

As was she. But what was she doing here?

"...It's so peaceful here." She says by way of explanation.

Her skin was pale, and threw the shadows under her eyes in stark relief.

"I'm almost envious of you, your Highness."

She looks like she's stared Death in the eyes.

"As do you." A mirthless chuckle, "It sounds quite ominous to say that, considering why you were sent here."

Silence, then a pondering look.

"You've heard the rumors as well?"

Even here, it was impossible to avoid them.

"...If he truly does exist...even then, I feel pity for him."

Pitiable?

"Every day, I see them. In the waking world and in my dreams." She closes her eyes, a pained expression, "Every victim that we treat. Every victim that we lose."

Her hands clasped together.

"We only manage to keep them alive for a couple of moons, at most. And even then, we cannot ease their suffering. I can..."

"....."

"I can...only imagine suffering that pain for all of eternity."

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Over the course of these days he'd somehow stayed alive, he'd come to realize several things.

The first realization was that Death took the form of a man. Just like the rumors had said.

The second was that he could not look at Death for very long. Possibly an obvious assumption, but he'd come to realize it during the past few days, especially when he'd made the first realization.

The longest he'd lasted was for a few seconds and then the ice-cold dread in his blood would threaten to stop his heart, his forehead burned, his eyes strained. His body couldn't last under that strain, and he was being closely monitored as it was.

Death took the form of a man, covered in a cloak of shadows.

There were shadows under his eyes and cuts on his hands. Rashes beyond his wrist, disappearing into the darkness.

Pale skin. And where his skin was cut, his blood appeared to have frozen. Or congealed.

Frozen in time. Like a corpses'.

Dead men tell more tales than he realized.

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Alone and effectively locked away for the rest of his days, one would soon run out of good memories to relive.

A few days after, he runs out of bad memories too. Now, he spends his time, remembering what happened and what could have been.

Some days, he wakes up and forgets which story line he's locked himself in.

But today, a seemingly unimportant memory sticks in his mind.

A memory of a Hermit living on the other edge of Time.

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The Hermit was far more apt for a chat than he had heard.

Once he'd gotten over the notion of chatting to someone crouched in a corner, facing the wall, that is.

"..."

And the lapses in silence between words. Then again, he never was one to keep up the flow of conversation that well either.

"I haven't come up with a cure either." Is the petulant admission.

"..."

"Oh, no. The Prince is disappointed in me. Whatever shall I do." She continues, now sounding a mite more sarcastic.

He wasn't.

"Were you expecting failure from the beginning? That's heartless, you know."

Considering the number of failures, it would be downright optimistic.

"Experimenting with the kingdom's subjects should be kept in moderation. Soon, there would be no-one left to keep alive."

A sentiment he shared, but he had no choice.

"How cutthroat." She falls silent again.

When she speaks again, it seems to be of her own ponderings.

“It would help greatly if the dead could speak."

Isn't that what she's supposed to do?

"I am not one of those hideous black birds." She says indignantly, "I don't cut open bodies and examine them for a sick idea of fun!"

They're the ones donating most to the cure efforts.

"Hmph. You're probably going to be the next plague victim."

...

"...What?" The Hermit evidently found something wrong with this silence, unlike the others, "It was a joke."

It was.

"You can't lose your nerve now. Dead men can't speak, the past is the past. And you're a beacon for the future."

The past.

"We can't afford to let you die just yet."

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"I cannot die."

He says one day, aloud.

He thinks...he sees Death shift a little.

Once he starts speaking, it's impossible to stop.

His fractured thoughts, words, everything.

"I can't die yet. Not yet. The townspeople are keeping me alive because they need me alive."

"..."

"With all that, my reason for being kept alive should be important. It should be."

It isn't.

"But even then. I'm terrified of dying. Then again, all of them were. And they still did."

Awkward sentences, incoherent thoughts.

"Despite everything I still want to live."

"..."

He stops just then.

So caught up in his train of thought, he forgot just who he was talking to.

So occupied he doesn't realize.

How cold the room felt all of a sudden.

How...dark the room felt all of a sudden. Like the very light itself had been smothered and dimmed, like the breath in his lungs.

Of course...he'd forgotten who he was talking to.

So. Without thinking, he looks into the face of Death.

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"Regrets?" The Empress repeats, in slight confusion, "Do I have any, you mean?"

He nods and she seems to think about it carefully as she places her cup back down. Her expression serious, eyebrows furrowed, eyes closed.

Eyes open, now with a steeled kind of expression.

"Regrets...well, I do. Especially considering all that's happened." The Empress says, with a slight, sad smile.

The kingdom collapsing in on itself.

...Oh. And what she's gone through. The prince apologizes, slightly sheepish.

"No, it's alright. You have your own problems to deal with." She says, shaking her head, "I can only imagine what you must be going through at this time."

...

"Why do you ask? Is something wrong?"

He'd been staying, in isolation, for quite some time. Even with the companions he'd brought along, he'd soon ran out of topics to talk about and the circumstances around them always meant they'd invariably talk about what happened around them. Death and diseases and flimsy strands of optimism from their fraying societal masks.

"Do you have any regrets?" She asks. Quietly, carefully. It was strange that word.

The way it reminded him of days where he'd long thought he'd made his peace.

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Chapter 3: Regardez vos mensonges aimants démêlez à portée de main.

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