#its just reality setting in yaknow.

[autism-corner]

it is such a shame i dont have proper facial hair yet. i dont even want to grow a beard i just wanna shave Y-Y or have something common with cis boys my age ig

[icharchivist]

man i just love how after hearing Cloud's tale and understanding he didn't understand the specifics but Sephiroth clearly is a danger to the planet, Barret will just go and fight Sephiroth. Of course he will. and i just love how he says it, it's so devoted and cute.

Like, Barret does mention eventually that his whole reason to get into the planet activism was to deal with his guilt and also a way to get revenge on Shinra, but i love how this? just how immediately Barret goes against Sephiroth? really shows that he *cares* for the Planet. It may have started from a place of rage, but the concern is genuine. And sure maybe getting through Sephiroth will get him some payback against Shinra, but what he really cares about is for the Planet to stop suffering.

And i think Barret has like... this duality on revenge vs nurture and the way the two feeds on each other. He wants payback against the people who wronged all he cared about, AND he wants to make a better future for everyone, especially his daughter. Dyne and Marlene being set respectively as the revengeful past and the hopeful future, and Barret being at this sort of crossroad where his actions are benefitting both.

But when it comes down to it, between revenge and actually saving the planet? he will pick the Planet. Of course he would. And he'll do what he can for that.

Idk i think it's really neat especially with the way the Corel arc goes and how Barret, in his grief, just reduces himself to the way his revenge colored it all, but in reality when you really take a look at Barret's actions, he's not as much stepped into revenge as he is into hope yaknow?

like maybe i'm just picking it up bc i found it jarring in the remake that they go on length with the President lecturing Barret about how he doesn't actually care about ecology, because when Barret is given a (remake only) chance to ask the President any favor, he's been asking is just for Shinra to clear Avalanche's name - not for Shinra to stop its horrors.... and the remake added so much of that revengeful angle with Barret while going through the building

which i don't think is /wrong/ to do because there is an aspect of revenge that's important with Barret, and it focuses his rage on the intense grief he just had,

but i think the way after Sector 7 Barret is more focused on saving Aerith and on making sure the planet is safe, it feels to me like when everything came crashing down and Barret lost everything he loved again, he didn't look for revenge, he looked for hope.

Revenge does work as a fuel for sure, it's a non negligeable part, but the goal is so much to make the world a better place so it doesn't happen again, and if you leave Barret with a simple two way choices of "revenge" or "a better future" Barret will pick the second without hesitating all that much.

I do get the remake putting more emphasis on Barret's grief but i really hated how the President lectured him on something that Barret doesn't even do at all in the OG, and while there's a self serving aspect to what Barret is doing (but not ONLY because he is THE character who, as a father, is specifically thinking about the planet they will leave their children), it's not to THAT point and i think it was the wrong angle to try to bring the nuance of Barret's activism forward

Like idk man. Barret good.

[remcycl333]

not aimed at this specific anon but i saw it and got angry mainly because i kinda see my old self in it (please im just trying to help if you dont like ranting/tough love advice skip)

i used to be someone who would take others' words as end of- if they set a rule i would believe it too and set that as a limit to myself. but yall,,, we really need to get a backbone YOU ARE LITERALLY THE CREATOR OF YOUR OWN REALITY act like it.

we all love neville right?? but i didn't like some of his methods/ teachings - it just wasn't for me but i was forcing myself to do it as he said cuz its neville the literal pioneer of loa yaknow? i used to be so desperate trying to do things the 'right way' but this is MY reality not his, as soon as i stopped feeling guilty about not doing stuff the way others did and just followed my own rules ive felt so much happier.

also who tf is sammy? is she controlling your imaginations? does she live in your life? NO TF NOT YOUUUU ARE if you put her on a pedestal youre saying she controls your reality (trust me i used to try and do everything she said but wtf she complicated the law so much and her attitude is sooooo toxic😭😭)

literally think for yourselves please or youll never get anywhere

you might manifest stuff by strictly following others' rules but imo you will not be satisfied because it feels like a chore, you wont even want to manifest sometimes because you dont feel like doing stats tonight but if you miss one day of stats you think you messed everything up or if you don't do 10k affs you wont get your desire

these are all fine but please only do it because you want to not feel like you have to!!!

english isn't my strongest language so i don't know if this even makes sense anymore but literally guys stop running around with your head in ur a-- and think for your selves

exactly !!!

guys anything you imagine can be pushed out into your reality. if you can imagine entering the void and waking up with all your desires, that can happen in your 3d reality. don’t let scammy and her limiting beliefs get to you. she made that void video without doing any sort of research, without trying it out herself. without even knowing fully what it was. you can’t let ONE random woman dictate your life. pls

[outsidereveries]

i wouldve loved to have seen an 80s or maybe even 70s kpop cause back then ppl just did whatever they wanted in music and had no real particular direction or style they did it of their own will and had their own styles now it like members dont or cant have their own personalities or groups dress similarly i guess it make the performances look formatted but sometimes its just overdoing it

what i cringe abt is idols doing cutesy things bc it invoves kids all the time sometimes i just avoid that stuff as well bc well it doesnt involve my age group once again

when they put blitzers on bgt tbh i havent watched that show in donkeys years bc its been less british and more whatever is available type thing or in general just not my style or what id care about the judges act like they never heard of bts or blackpink rofl yet knetz were bashing ppl in my country bc it isnt going to be everyone taste yaknow? so i get why they werent well received by public but i also get why ppl would like them cause theyre still different abroad but not different in kpop itself if that makes sense?

but i dont think there was such a thing back then, im neither young nor old but generally the way entertainments been about how much we can consume in short time how many episodes or series or subscirptions that we need just doesnt sit right with me anymore. screens are in every room of every place and theres no real respite from it except for perhaps when we die lol

i dont know i just cant wait to be long gone from the world again if we hadnt needed to adjust to computers or smartphones i think i wouldve had more simple pleasures to enjoy in life yet we kind of had to subject ourselves to digital media and entertainment. recently i tried getting rid of my smartphone and it only works if you dont mind not having many ppl to text on it but then fomo and boredom still sets in after awhile of not needing one. i wish i was too old for any of this like can i swap bodies with an 80 year old?

i understand your mindset in a way or another and i agree with everything: the "we don't care" era of k-pop where the creative freedom in the industry that's related to genres is a must, the cutesy stuff, even with blitzers on bgt (i haven't watched it, but i've heard about the comments and i just cringed why they tried but comparing britain's got talent with the bulgarian's i cringed even more) but honestly, if you believe in spirituality and different realities, have you tried to shift into another reality? this might interest you if you believe in it in my opinion. for me, i've realised that my current world is quite nice so i haven't tried it but for you might apply different thing, who knows? you might like it after all, especially when you can imagine it how exactly you want it to be.

[yammoba]

The kind of despair that "passing" is just not possible in the majority of circumstances. That for a lot of us "passing" is litterally impossible even in (present day reality) ideal circumstances.

(By passing i mean, the idea that someone would look at us and "see" the gender that we are.)

Like fuckin obviously being trans in a more "binary" way has its own set of despairs. But also its kinda annoying to feel like i have to always acknowledge that and cant just complain about my own shit yaknow??? Its annoying to feel like i have to present in a certian way just in the vain hopes that more people might "get it"

"If you dont disappear, then i will" and all that.

[tapewires]

my epic prism knight hc is that after all the years of focusing on her mission to solve the PD she comes across as quite silent and almost blunt whe she speaks, and from the outside it seems as if its because she's set on her mission and has no time for small talk yaknow classic cool warrior imagery.

But in reality she's just. Really bad in social situations. She hasn't actually interacted with people in so long that she tries to avoid talking and dosent understand conversation. She tries to hide it as being stoic but in reality she's just trying to avoid having to manage her conversation struggles

[deadfictionalcamel]

Having just finished Apollo Justice, I gotta say I had an absolute blast. Ramblings under the cut to spare y’all the paragraphs because I need to gush into the void about how much I liked it.

The character art, the music, the twists and jokes, I love it all. But most of all, I was just blown away by the writing of the overall story. Granted, I can only really compare to AA1-3, but no other Ace Attorney game comes even close to me with such a well thought-out, cohesive, and compelling throughline connecting all the cases into a larger arc. Maybe AA3? But personally I enjoyed the story of this one much more than that in AA3. Its been a bit, I’d have to replay it to say for sure. It’s funny because it’s Ace Attorney and it’s all ridiculous and it’s all buckwild, but this game’s writing—in overall structure, literal dialogue, and how the twists in the cases progress—felt so much more grounded in reality (no swinging across burning bridges like Tarzan, yaknow?) And Kristoph was a much more compelling villain to me than either Dahlia or Godot.

I love how the opening tutorial case sets it all up, I love how the seemingly filler case of Turnabout Corner does a great job of introducing you to the new cast, I love Turnabout Serenade on its own merit and for how much it contributes to Turnabout Succession. And boy did I have fun with Turnabout Succession, going back and forth and piecing the mystery together over those seven years. Even the way each episode starts, instead of an opening cinematic and a client thrust into Phoenix’s arms, I love how you get to see Apollo out and about in the world while the crime evolves around him (and then of course, a client is thrust into his arms).

The new cast is also a blast. Apollo and Klavier are super fun. Cryptic hobo daddy Phoenix is my favorite. Absolutely love Ema, she’s so cool. Kristoph is just the right mix of manipulative and murderous. And Trucy is just downright adorable (sorry Maya you don’t even come close).

The character animation too is so so good. Apollo is super expressive, I love his ‘thinking, arms crossed, finger against his forehead’ stance. Whoever animated Klavier’s air guitar fingers? I love you. Phoenix’s sprite in the flashbacks sticking out like a sore thumb with its old artstyle? Love it. And Trucy? Perfection.

I could go on, but that’s enough gushing for now. I’m riding that post-credits high so it’ll be like a week until I calm down about this game sorry. For sure though, I had a good time with this. I haven’t heard the greatest things about AA5 and AA6, but we’ll see ig. I can’t wait to see more of Apollo.

[lostonehero]

Under the full moon

Tw mentions of sexual assault and abuse, hospitals, animal attack

Nanu was a life saver, he managed to pull some strings and get Cyrus to Alohla without any suspicion or even his sisters finding out. Guzma was practically walking on air when he arrived back in Alohla, Cyrus in tow looking uncomfortable in the heat even though it was cooler as the night sky lit up the sky as the full moon hung up above.

Guzma watched Cyrus stare up at the starry sky, he could see the smaller trying to suppress a smile of wonder as he looked.

Cyrus was still distracted as a growl was heard from the bush and a large lyconrock jumped the two biting Cyrus's arm with a loud sickening crunch.

The next few hours were a blur to both Cyrus and Guzma, but what was clear was the end where Guzma's large frame was contorted awkwardly in a small hospital chair as he fell into an uneasy sleep watching over Cyrus. Cyrus woke up to the sounds of hospital equipment he knew all too well from being a sickly child growing up. He wanted to bolt out of bed, but he looked over and saw Guzma and he couldn't bare to abandon him.

He groans covering his face with his one good hand the other was bandaged to hell and back to the point where he couldn't move it. Feelings were not something he was equipped to deal with and Guzma brought up so many, and he wanted to spill his guts be open with him, but he wasn't as strong as he was. He could never be as great as Guzma needed him to be. He swallowed the growing lump in his throat and wiped his eyes. He just wanted Guzma close thats it.

......

Plumeria was one of the three now that knew of Guzma's secret, the man was half siren. She didn't know the specifics but she did know that his mother that raised him wasn't the one who had him. That wasn't important what was important was how frustrated she was getting with Guzma what she could only call nesting, his new sinnoh friend was coming back from the hospital. Guzma insisted that they were just friends but she wasn't an idiot and could feel the tension between the two hell she could probably cut it with a knife, even there pokemon notice it.

She sighed watching Guzma again rearrange his bed again, and yet he refuses to admit that they would even share a room. "GUZMA." She shouts annoyed as all hell.

Guzma stiffens and shoots up. "Plumes you know better then to sneak up on me sides I haven't done anything wrong."

"That's not the point everyone in this house can hear you moving your furniture for the nth time today Guzma."

"So nobody but you has complained."

Plumeria gave an auditable sigh. "Guzma you know none of the grunts would ever bother you when you're in one of your moods."

"I'm not upset Plumes "

"They don't know that."

Guzma looks away somewhat embarrassed. "Shit yo didn't mean to "

~~~later that day at the hospital~~

Cyrus moves his now freed arm from the cast, he had never healed this fast before. His arm didn't hurt he just had a pink mark left on his arm from the bite. It was kind of odd, maybe it was a side effect from the distortion world, but in reality he didn't know. He cuts off his own thoughts spotting Guzma and he swore his heart skipped a beat when there eyes locked, he decided to push thoes feelings down. He would deal with that later even if his heart was still beating out of his chest when Guzma approached close enough he could smell the scent of moss, honey, and even the sea off of him.

Wait

Cyrus didn't have a good sense of smell to beginning with, he used his sense of time to cook to perfection. As a child due to his sicknesses his sense of smell was partially damaged. Alarm bells rung loud in his head but were went silent when Guzma pulled him into a hug and all the panic dissipated from his head like the clouds after a storm.

"Cy look at you all patched up you had me all worried." Guzma was loud as always but it was comforting.

"You seem perfectly content without me." Cyrus bristles at the praise as his entire being screams at him to lean into it. He was scared of seeming soft.

"Ah I'm glad a hospital visit hasn't changed you I set up my room nice for you till you can find a place in po town, I mean if you want to stay there you don't have to if you don't wanna."

That was the last thing Cyrus could ever want to be away from Guzma. "Your room will suffice for now." He answers a bit too quickly for his own liking. He probably sounded needed but that thought had no room to grow when he heard Guzma chirp and grin.

"Your boy made it so comfy for you spaceman you're going to love it."

Cyrus covers his face quickly he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his lips. Something was different and he couldn't understand why his emotions were so easy to keep under wraps maybe the pokemon bite had side effects.

.......

Guzma loves the fact Cyrus decided to stay in his room, and he loved the nest he made too, fuck he never knew embracing the siren half of himself would actually feel good. Maybe it was because he had the right partner. He quickly shook his head Cyrus wasn't into him like that, and he knew not to force anything onto the smaller man. Cyrus's half sister had done that, well more so used him as some sort of plaything and he let her.

He couldn't let anyone use him like that again, he couldn't let anyone have control over him again like his siren half begged. He wanted Cyrus to control the bedroom he wanted Cyrus to make the decisions when it came to his body like she forced herself into that role. Guzma groans turning over to look at Cyrus sleeping. He wasn't weezing so the wet air was helping his lungs hopefully.

Guzma stared at his sleeping form his heart twisted and raw wanting to love again, but his mind was already hurt too many times, but what screamed louded then both was his siren instincts that refused to be silenced anymore and insisted that he let Cyrus claim him. He was getting a headache, and angry at his conflicted feelings, and he knew when he got upset he broke things and he really didn't want to wake up Cyrus.

He sat up pulling at his hair his feelings only growing more complicated as he let them fester. He wanted to punch something but he heard a soft whimper come from his sleeping companion and all his thoughts seem to bend into one cohesive thought. He needed to comfort Cyrus.

He wrapped himself around the smaller man who seems to melt in his touch and all the worry and pain drains into bliss as he falls back into a deep sleep.

A small sense of pride seems to grow in Guzma chest as he drifted off listening to Cyrus sleep softly next to him.

.....

..

Cyrus's temper was like a fire cracker even his pokemon noticed and ran to Guzma when he showed slight frustration. His houndoom however kept his attention for some reason Cyrus was now content chasing after his dog pokemon and she was happy to comply. She obviously knew something changed within him, but atlas he could not understand her.

"The humid air seems to really help you Cyrus." Guzma hums in the small pond behind Po town his gosilepod was splashing around with him. Cyrus wouldn't call it a pond it was more of a micro lake it was deep enough that Guzma could dive down to explore the many caves it hid below.

Cyrus pauses letting that comment sink in. Guzma was right he hasn't had any lung issues since arriving to Alohla. He was even running around like he had the energy of a child. "I concede that I have been feeling much better here then I have sinnoh, but it is much too hot here."

Guzma rolls his eyes and splashes Cyrus with his tail. "Cooled off enough?"

Cyrus against his normal facade and how he liked to act he scoffs and croches near the water and splashes Guzma back and even laughs.

His own pokemon froze hearing that noise and seeing Cyrus smile was an enigma in itself.

Guzma challenged this and splashed again causing an all out water fight, and Cyrus couldn't remeber any other time where he felt this happy. He felt safe as Guzma carried him back into the Shady House. He knew this wasn't normal behavior for him but Guzma was carrying him and his smile was so nice. He clung to Guzma like he was the best treasure he had ever found.

.....

Cyrus could not get comfortable for the life of him, his own skin felt too tight, and wrong. He felt miserable and just needed something. He flips over again in the mock nest Guzma made he had pushed the larger man out an hour ago.

"Cyrus?"

Cyrus groans and glares at Guzma from the position he was in on the bed.

"Good your awake I need to talk to you."

Cyrus stretches and sits up. "Its not as my body will let me get comfortable go ahead." He says with more bite then he wanted to.

Guzma seems to hesitate and Cyrus doesn't want to be alone right now, why did he sound annoyed, but Guzma didn't leave he took a breath and sat in his throne. "Do you mind if I get personal Cyrus? I'm loosing my courage here, stupid Guzma."

"You're ok, please speak your mind." For some reason Guzma being there made him feel better and all he wanted was for him to be comfortable to, only to return the favor. That thought was tact on but he wouldn't acknowledge that fact.

Guzma's face turns red as he stumbles over his words forgetting English for a second. "Cyrus I want you to take control, I mean I just my siren half has been screaming at me for you and I fuck I fucking like you a lot and I want to be vulnerable around you. Not like how your sister forced that out of my with you I feel safe enough to let you see the real stuff." Guzma sighs putting his face in his hands. "I like you spaceman and I want you to yaknow do the nasty with me I want you to control the scene, I want you to take care of me."

Cyrus could feel his own face heat up his mind wasn't entirely there anymore but he somehow knew exactly what Guzma was asking and he wanted the same thing. His voice didn't sound like his own. "I love you too- I -gah" his own words cut off as a scream escapes from his lips as burning hot pain fills his his veins. His whole body felt as it was on fire and that was the last thing Cyrus can remember before it went black.

.....

Plumeria lead the charge hearing the scream come from Guzma's room a few brave grunts followed behind her as they opened the door they expected the worse, but that isnt what they got.

Guzma was laughing trying to pull a lyconrock that was five times bigger then normal off of him it was also completely blue like Cyrus's hair. The closest thing to an attack the dog was doing was locking Guzma senseless as there tail wagged hard and fast.

The grunts seem to braven up even more as one shouted puppy then the rest piled into the room petting the dog who seems to melt at the attetion and Guzma could finally get up but he didn't stop smiling.

"Cyrus is the puppy Grunts." Guzma got through his laughter as the dog Cyrus began another lick attack.

The grunts gasps as cheers of werewolf ran through along with spaceman is puppy space man, along with team skull mascot.

Guzma was having too much fun to notice or listen to what his grunts were saying.

.....

Cyrus woke up startled he was just in the worst pain in his life where was he now. His panic ebbed away into comfort as he realized he was curled around Guzma his scent was everywhere, and that purple tattoo was a dead giveaway. He absolutely no memory of what occurred last night nor did he know where his clothes went. Wait why was he wearing a collar did they have sex? Was he drugged? Guzma confessed his feelings did he use him?

Cyrus's own stomach growling made him stop his downward spiral of thoughts. He was starving, was that normal after sex? He needed to research. Guzma shift making Cyrus give a startled oof noise in response.

"Oh you're back to normal, the grunts were right." Guzma yawns and stretches. "Man you kept us up till like 4 in the morning."

This brought up more questions, so he didn't have sex, the grunts were involved, and he wasn't normal. His face must of betrayed him because Guzma was looking at him with concern.

"You don't remember last night."

"I remember saying I love you." He says embarrassed and his voice a bit horsed.

This seems to ease some worry from Guzma's face but not all of it. "Well apparently Z one of the grunts likes looking into myths and he can say for certain werewolf, and now the grunts know about me because you kind of dragged me into the pool to go swimming."

"What?"

"It was actually kind of cute, I got upset and you did the whole ears and tail down and puppy dog eyes and actually you were fuckkng adorable and I couldn't stay mad at you but now the grunts are clamoring to make a full moon schedule that needs your approval of course." Guzma laughs. "For the first hour you wouldn't stop licking me you also kept trying to steal my socks."

Cyrus's face was red as he put his head in his hands. "I'm so sorry "

"Why it was a blast, and you make a great puppy Cy even if I'm a bug guy." Guzma chuckles. "Now we know it wasn't a normal pokemon bite."

Cyrus looks away. "You aren't mad? I outed you and I didn't even know until you told me."

"I mean no Cy you were being cute and now I have blackmail we took so many pictures. Want to see "

"Abostutley not." He gets up. "I'm going to get dressed then eat you can talk when you want to be civil "

Guzma laughs and gets up hugging Cyrus from behind. "I love you too Cyrus even if you can't express it well. I'll be emotional for the both of us."

This dried up every ounce of shame and anger Cyrus had at the new he could feel wet streaks down his cheeks before he realized he was crying. He immeditaly turned and buried his face into Guzma's chest. He refused to let go.

Guzma didn't realize what he said meant so much, but he didn't want to upset Cyrus anymore so he let the smaller man cry until he was done.

They got dressed in silence but left the room holding hands with a unspoken love between them only growing.

[amazingorangedangantrash]

The only ending everyone seems to ignore is v3 because it’s just... it’s just a mess.

How do feel about this game survivors? And do you think that everyone woke up from the simulator or tv show like sdr2 or only the survivors?

Hoo boy...

Honestly nonny, having only finished the dang thing yesterday I... don't know.

(I kinda went off into a spiel, so feel free to skip to the part where I talk about survivors and what I think happens next)

I understand the mixed response a LOT. I mean- I see what they were going for. The 4th wall break was cool, and the (sorta?) reappearance of past characters was pretty damn awesome. I like that the creators are definitely self aware- and there's a kind of 'learn to laugh at yourself' sort of thing.

On the other hand it can almost seem a little too mocking?

I get the whole yaknow. 'Fictional characters are aware they're fictional and rebel against their creators' thing but- like-?

As I mentioned before, thing is, Tsumugi is not us? We aren't exactly intentionally cruel? There's a BIG difference between the kind of fiction in our world and in their world.

What does Tsumugi call it? "Real fiction"?. Yeah- thing is- we don't have that. We don't have the technology for it, and I certainly hope we wouldn't abandon ethics for it either!!! We can't have 'real' fiction, because in our world, all fiction is fake! The closest you have is fiction about real people, perhaps, but- that's not even remotely the same thing?

So it does come across as a little... um- preachy.

We're supposed to represent the audience but... like- the audience fucking suck! What was that they said during the argument armament? "This guy should have died instead of Kaede!" Like- fucking hell. Imagine saying that to someone, who can HEAR you say it, and who's MURDER you could potentially watch unfold before your very eyes as a result of YOUR actions. I mean- look how empathetic some of us are to ACTUAL fictional characters. Could you imagine if we were in a similar situation to the outside world in V3???

Maybe it's because I keep imagining the v3 cast as like- sentient AI, instead of "just fiction". Because I can't imagine anyone being so sadistic or apathetic otherwise.

So uh- yeah. I don't... know how I feel about that. It's not- very satisfying?

With sdr2, the whole "none of this is real, the killing game is all a lie, you're in a fake world!" felt like a relief ! Whereas here it's more like- "what?? It's all fake? What the hell was the point then?!"

"Nothing matters!" vs "nothing matters..."

The whole HOPE VS DESPAIR, FUTURE VS PAST thing worked, because, well, it's something we can all understand. We have all felt hope and we have all felt despair. We've all, at some point in our lives, felt stuck in the past, unable to or scared to move on.

(Hey- some of us still feel like that now, even).

The first game was very simple- hope and despair. Still relatable, but fairly basic- effective to set up the foundation for the follow up.

The second game made things a little more complicated. Sometimes it's more complicated then just- choosing between Hope and Despair. We refuse to fall into Despair, but we can't just blindly have Hope.

So we choose the Future. We can't promise it'll be a good one OR a bad one. But whatever happens- we need to move on. The only way we can make things change is by making that choice, to create our OWN future.

V3 felt very... complex. It started to get kind of... uh... philosophical? And- don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with that. It just... it kind of shifted from TRUTH VS LIE to FICTION VS REALITY. And whilst the latter definitely sounds interesting- I don't really know if I liked the direction they took with it-? I wish they'd kept the focus on TRUTH VS LIE a lot more.

(Fiction and Reality are like extensions of Lie and Truth but- only to a certain extent? Really?)

It's kind of harder to get into the final fight in V3 because... what are you fighting? The outside world? I mean- I can't speak for the rest of you, but as far as I'm aware I'm not a fictional character.

(If I am- then wow someone's a reallly bad writer huh?)

I can relate to Hope. I can relate to Future.

I can't relate to Fiction.

I THOUGHT maybe the message was a warning of the dangers of escapism ('please dont go as far as to erase your own personality just to be a part of a type of fiction you like' definitely seems fitting for this fandom)- but the message "fiction has the power to change the world!" kinda contradicts that. I mean- I do like that message, but- I don't like the idea of a series about killing games being heavily influential-!

The whole problem was that people grew so obsessed with the series that they threw away their lives! Is that not the point you should be focusing on-!!!!

The outside world in this universe fucking sucks. So they changed their mind, big DEAL! that's not comforting knowing they let this shit continue for 53 seasons-! I mean, maybe Makoto and Hajime were all 100% fictional, but at some point they started putting real people into these games, and everyone was ok with that!

I just-

I'm glad Shuichi got through to them at last but...

Someone said something which resonated with me- "in a vacuum, this is good". Like... on it's own, I thought the ending was great! It was entertaining, for sure. And the whole concept and stuff was unexpected and interesting. You gotta give em points for originality.

The problem comes with it being the 3rd game in a series. (Ignoring UDG I mean-). When a series becomes a Trilogy, you gotta make it good. This is presumably the last game in the (main) series too. And- after the UTTER NARRATIVE DISAPPOINTMENT of dr3- can you blame people for wanting more? People fell in love for THH and SDR2 (and UDG even if its not part of the main series) for a reason- and, for me at least, a biiiig part of that reason was the continued storyline. The last chapter of sdr2 was the hypest shit EVER. when you see glimpses of the previous game bleed into this one, only for it to turn into what's like- a full crossover???? The previous game isn't just mentioned, it's a straight up sequel!!!! I had absolutely no idea Makoto and co would return (i thought the games were separate) so when i saw that they'd be interacting with the new cast- yoooooooooooooooo-!

Hell, even seeing alter ego again made me go WILD.

V3 plays upon these expectations, and subverts them, but... not necessarily in a good way? You- kind of feel cheated? (Idk if you're an avengers fan, but- it's like expecting *Endgame* and instead getting...

Well- Endgame).

The ending isn't bad persay it's just- not quite what one would expect? I can definitely understand why people are disappointed. The problem is, instead of standing alone, you can't help but consider it as part of the series. Individually, I don't think the ending was that weak or bad, but in comparison to the series as a whole?

Meh.

SURVIVORS

(Oh my- I really got off track, oh dear. I'll- get back to what you asked now.)

KEEBO

W H Y

They rllly gonna rub salt in the wound huh?

(Whilst i dont dislike the other survivors, there are a LOT of people i really really wanted to see make it to the end, and it's just the final god damn nail in the coffin to kill off the last of the few characters I came even close to liking the most-)

Killing keebo was dumb

Maki- I liked Maki quite a bit! She's a bit cold, yeah, but I warmed up to her after hearing her backstory.

I found it annoying (if understandable) that no one trusted her at first. I thought it was sweet that her, Kaito and Shuichi had this friendship trio. They really trusted each other- it was very refreshing. I also love me a strong girl. Her romance thing with Kaito was a little... forced. I'd have found it more meaningful if they kept it more subtle/ambiguous (though i suppose they needed smth to use against her in the final trial sooo-).

Himiko-

I-

*sigh*

Ok I'm going to say this once, and once only.

Someoneonthedrteamhasabigthingforlolis

OK! I SAID IT- AND IM NEVER SAYING IT AGAIN

No judgement here of course. Just. Uh. Y-yeah-

(I'm mainly kidding of course, idek if Himiko counts as a loli but-)

I mean... I'm not... the fondest of very small, childish girl characters (Saionji intensifies). I like a bit of childishness in a character but- i mean- it depends.

(I'll never recover from the "seductive whisper" thing from the love suite event

Never.

Never ever.)

Himiko comes across as like An Actual Child at times and at the start it was VERY annoying. Surprisingly, I warmed up to her eventually. I knew in advance she'd be a survivor so i kinda thought "well she's gonna stick around so might as well try to like her". I do appreciate that she underwent a character arc too, and it was sweet to see how she became a more active, determined person. I wish it hadn't taken Tenko's death for her to finally start changing but whatever. She is quite a cute character and after a while became more endearing then annoying.... (for the most part).

Was she in my top 3 picks for a survivor? No.

The top 10 even?

N-no-

I'm glad she's still alive though. SOMEONE damn well needs to be.

Tsumugi- ah. She's not a survivor, is she? I knew well in advance she was the mastermind so I didn't really warm up to her all that much during the final chapters, for obvious reasons.

Shuichi- if shuichi hadn't survived I think that would have been the breaking point for me, honestly.

Overall- uh... they aren't... the ideal picks. Shuichi is the only one I really wanted to see survive, I was neutral towards the others. Tbh I was just happy anyone was alive by the end of that.

Waking up- for the sake of my sanity, I like to think that after the survivors wake up, they threaten to sue and/or maim the shit out of the dr team if they don't start on reanimating their 'dead' friends right fucking now. Surely they gotta keep their consciousness' somewhere in those memories banks right? I mean- what if they ever wanted a "surprise return from the dead" plotline? Surely they gotta keep em somewhere? Right?

Whether or not they reawaken as their in-game or pre-game selves, who knows. Whichever you prefer, I guess. Maybe a mixture of both.

[migleefulmoments]

“you can all celebrate him willingly walking to his execution and I promise that after I make a few final goodbye” Dear lord. HIS EXECUTION?! I’m gonna need them all to take like a zillion massive steps backward. They’re really saying Darren marrying Mia is equivalent to his death. I can’t. What the hell? They can’t honestly think this sounds sane, can they?

In all fairness they have spent the last 4 or 5 years with ajw as their Chairman of the Board. She is a ruthless leader who had no trouble spinning a fantasy that was predicated on anti-Mia hate and bullying. As the self-appointed leader, she took a position of claiming most of her fabricated theories were the truth and she often claimed she knew WHAT Chris or Darren were thinking about a given situation.  I could go on and on and on but her statement yesterday is a great summation of how her thinking is jaded by her fantasies.

The thing is nonnie, it isn’t just career.  This isn’t just choosing straight. It is choosing straight AND:

A woman he literally despises and that has egregiously hurt him repeatedly

RR, the most inept manager of all time, who works for his beard

The bar that has complete personality disorder and that requires him to promote it more than anything in his career and to be physically present frequently

All of the enablers who need to be promoted constantly and this includes her friends and many of his friends

Likely giving up C for good because to me, the situation looks much different when it becomes willing. A marriage is willing, I just don’t see C being ok with this.

Being paired to a woman that acts badly. She rolls joints in cars and posts in SM, has not work ethic, parties continuously, etc etc

To me IF he wanted to choose straight, he would choose a classy beard that actually was ambitious and would bolster his image not hinder it.

This is about so much more than choosing straight. If marries M, I don’t think he ever breaks free. And M comes with too much baggage.  I honestly don’t see him surviving it long-term.

And for the record, I don’t think D is choosing straight, but i just want to emphasize M is much much more than just choosing his career over his truth.  I literally think he would need a personality transplant to make this choice.

This entire manifesto of HER beliefs about Darren getting married are nothing more than HER theories based on HER fantasy and HER HER HERHERHERHE. 

Choosing straight? Darren has constantly and constantly said he is straight since 2010. At NO time did he suggest, hint, or hem & haw that he was anything but straight. The “Darren is queer” trope is entirely fabricated and perpetuated within the CC fandom. They truly believe he is queer and then proceeds to out him on a daily basis. That is fucked up. 

A woman he literally despises and that has egregiously hurt him repeatedly? Darren has never so much as suggested he was angry at Mia let along “despises” her. We have never seen them break up or take a break. They worked together on Glee and they own a bar together. They spend a lot of time with one another. In fact, the CCers have spent many hours arguing that “it isn’t normal” that they spent so much time with the one they love. The few times that  Darren has talked about Mia over the years have constant - he loves, he loves her a lot. She has accompanied him to events for many years and in the last 4 yeas she has been to most of his events. The only ones who “despise:” Mia are the jealous CCers. 

Egregiously hurt him? Once again, there is not one story that is rooted in reality. Most couples hurt one another at some point but there is nothing that we, as fans, are privy too and nothing that reaches the level of “egregiously”. If there was then it would up to Darren’s family and friends to intervene and his family and friends like her. Darren’s family interact with her in a way one would expect of their soon-to-be DIL. Fans have seen them together at shows. There is nothing to suggest they don’t like her.  And there are no stories of Mia hurting Darren that weren’t manufactured by the CC fandom.

RR, the most inept manager of all time, who works for his beard? I know you won’t be surprised to know that stories of RR ineptness are also made up. How would any fan know what Ricky is doing for Darren? We don’t.  We do know that Darren calls Ricky his good friend and that he followed Ricky when he started his own business. I know that he hired a music PR company and told them that he only needed promotions services because he had his own manager he wants to stick with( I randomly met the music PR company CEO on an airplane). Darren’s career is flying, he is busy AF with lots of projects and the two men have worked out relationship that works well for them both. Managers aren’t allowed to control their actors lives as CCers have suggest. He must work on behalf of Darren, in Darren’s best interest at all times or Darren could end the contract. Ricky isn’t working for Mia…where would Mia get the money to pay him? Why would he hurt someone that so many people in Hollywood love- he would ruin his career when that got out. Nobody who is in Darren’s world sees anything amiss but we are supposed to believe CCers? OKAYYYY  This is another trope that AJW fabricated that isn’t based on a shred of reality but it helps her explain why Darren is not out of the closest and why he doesn’t talk to Chris and why Mia is still around.  

The bar that has complete personality disorder and that requires him to promote it more than anything in his career and to be physically present frequently The bar doesn’t have a personality disorder. It is an over-21 bar with theme nights that are well advertised. It is so easy to find a rationale explanation for why Darren promotes the bar more than anything in his career: Because IT IS HIS BAR and he LIKES it.

All of the enablers who need to be promoted constantly and this includes her friends and many of his friends This is disgusting. These are his friends…. friends he has cared about for many years. The ccProblem is that they like Mia and that can’t be so they are labeled ccEnablers. Darren’s important relationships are belittled and denigrated so that CCers can ignore the obvious - that Darren’s friends love Mia. They aren’t enablers: they are supporting a real relationship between two people they all love very much.

Likely giving up C: He was never with Chris. That was all made up in the cc fandom’s head. Chris is living his live unbothered by what is happening in Darren’s life right now because they have nothing to do with one another. 

Being paired to a woman that acts badly. She rolls joints in cars and posts in SM, has not work ethic, parties continuously, etc etc Let’s be clear, there are no examples of her acting badly that are based in reality. The CCers spend a lot of time and energy creating and publicizing Mia Acting Badly but it is all ccNonsense. Pot: She and her friends rolled 1 joint, in 1 car, 1 time. Most Americans are smoking pot today and it is legal in CA so it is ridiculous to keep bring this up. She has no work ethic: She OWNS a bar. We have no idea what else she does. She could be doing projects that we don’t see- things that aren’t made-for-social-media moments. She is on Ryan Murphy’s charity and she has done freelance work so there may be stuff we don’t know of, idk. It doesn’t matter if she is doing a lot or nothing more than owning her bar and supporting Darren’s career because that is the choice that they made as a couple in a relationship as couples do. It isn’t any of our business. 

Parties continuously: Also a CC trope that has no evidence to back it up….they just keep throwing it out hoping it sticks. It hasn’t. This trope is based on CCers deep desire to slander Mia and they caught her standing near glasses of unknown substances, belonging to unknown person at TSG so yaknow, she’s drunk amirght? Most of the time, Mia is with Darren so idk where they get the idea she is a partier unless Darren is a partier and we know that they cannot EVER, Ever, ever entertain the idea that Darren is or was ever a drunk, frat-bro. The other day they dug up a blind from 2014 that claimed Mia was doing cocaine and acting like an asshole but there was nobody thought to grab their phone and start recording. SHOCKING. Also utter BS. 

etc etc etc: All of their examples  of Mia “acting badly” are fake. I have vetted them all. There are a lot of stories of Mia treating fans badly and yet there is not ONE video; not one photo of these moments? Amazing that fans are video taping Darren’s show and the stage door moments but they never catch Mia being a raving bitch to Darren’s fans.  It’s almost like they aren’t real. 

To me IF: yes to me to me to me to me me me me me memememememe its all about her. 

M comes with too much baggage: Louis Vuitton? I’m super jealous. Darren has loved Mia for almost 9 years. He knows her baggage well. The CCers on the other hand, have no clue what is real and have fabricated a lot of fantasy luggage they will be left standing with as Darren and Mia walk down the aisle toward one another and their new life.

I honestly don’t see him surviving it long-term.This always makes me chuckle. What exactly do you imagine will happen? What actually happens to people who “don’t survive long term?” That makes for a great fiction story, the plot of many movies but what happens in real life? She imagines what about Darren?  

According to CC trope, Darren is living a life of hell right now- lying to everyone, having to keep a billion balls in the air and all the lies and stories straight. He has to lie to everyone and keep track of those lies- lies to friends, fans, family, interviewers, team members, Mia’s family, Mia’s friends,TSG patrons, and people he works with on set. He has to pretend and ACT like he likes Mia at Hollywood events, TSG, weekends with Starkid, in front of fans and with their families. He has to spend all day with Mia and run home to Chris for 2 hours of snuggling and spooning. He has to engage his parents in participating in stunts to keep the ruse going. He has to get everyone who knows to lie for him. 

If he breaks it off with Chris and marries Mia, he stays in the closet and just lives his life. Yes, he is denying his sexuality-but many men in Hollywood have done so for many years. and according to ajw, staying in the closet and having a beard is the norm right now. Let’s be real, he is doing all of this- hiding in the closet, marrying Mia, and forsaking Chris in order to keep his fame. There is no other reason to keep his sexuality hidden except for fame because literally nobody but Ryan Murphy, Fox Studio, Ricky Rollins and Mia Swier CARE what Darren’s sexuality is. He could be a lawyer in NYC and nobody would care if he was queer…or an actor in San Francisco or run a theatre in Michigan. He is literally Ariel, trading his sexuality and sexual freedom to Ursula in exchange for his career. 

Staying hidden deep in the closet and forsaking his love would be a horrible price to pay for sure but to me it seems far less horrible than the story spun by the CrissColfers that describe a life of deception, fear, and a lack of integrity.  In this scenario, marrying Mia means he lies to himself about his sexuality but in exchange he gets to stop lying to EVERYONE else. 

The truth is that all of the CC theories are based on 2 things: 

the CCer’s baseless hatred of a woman they don’t know

they are concocted to explain why Darren’s behavior and words do not support the most basic CC trope: that Darren is queer and that he and Chris are in a long-term committed relationship.

Every single CC trope and theory was fabricated in direct response to something Darren did or said that did not reflect that is queer and/or in love with Chris Colfer. The tropes are fabricated as explanations for behavior that does not uphold CrissColfer and this has led to an enormous number of unrelated and complicated tropes. As we get farther away from Glee and it became readily apparent to everyone except the CC fandom that Chris and Darren do not have a public relationship, the tropes rely more and more on an endless number of “contracts” that seem to serve no purpose other than to “promote” Mia and/or ruin Darren’s life. It is all utter rubbish. 

The most logical, most simple, easier explanation as to why Darren said or did something that doesn’t uphold CrissColfer is that 

Darren Criss Loves Mia Swier

That one simple sentence solves all of the mysteries about Darren’s behavior over the last 10 years.  

[ask-thebrothers-kaiba]

A long read, but --

/ I started feeling a little burnout muse-wise on both blogs, so I decided to go looking for some old YGO writings I have lying around. This one I found on my old (OLD) highschool laptop about one of my old-ish OCs Skyler, and a newer one I created last year, Cassandra. They’re both tied into the YGO universe, both of them working under Kaiba. 

Skyler’s role really isn’t that substantial; she’s just the receptionist in KC’s lobby (she interacts more with Yugi and Co when they stroll in from time to time). Cassandra I made specifically to be Seto’s personal assistant, because I wanted to test the boundaries of my theory that he’d be more willing to place his trust and respect in women -- to a similar level that he trusts Roland and the other guy whose name I can’t remember ( rip, I’m sorry :c ). I hope that isn’t too ~social justice~ for anyone, because that really isn’t the intent -- it was more something I noticed while watching the series, aka, Seto’s few-and-far-between interactions with women ( see Tea/Anzu as a prime example; I don’t count Ishizu however, because she not only tried to make him believe something which he viewed as completely fictitious, but she also became an important rival during Battle City, and we all know how he treats his rivals ). 

With that being said, I went ahead and threw Cassandra into the most uncomfortable and off-putting situation I could imagine in the beginning of the series: During Seto’s coma after his first duel with Yami Yugi. None of it’s truly canon to the tale, but I really enjoyed the outcome! And I hope you guys will, too, because I’m putting the whole thing under a cut. The very first part is obviously set further into the future than the rest of this story (I wanted to give myself the option of continuing it if I wanted to in-future). 

                                                                                                         “I feel as though I always understood – him, I mean. Mokuba has let little things slip here and there that have made me wonder. I don’t know if you have ever really listened, but I have.

               “Boys don’t just grow up into men like him, yaknow? He’s holding back something so old… No, no. It’s more like he’s holding it in. Pushing it away. Shoving it down where he thinks it belongs – do I make any sense to you?”

                 Sitting at the back of a newly-built Kaiba Corp. cafe, Yugi nodded, and responded with a tone so nostalgic that made Cassandra feel more at ease with her thoughts.

              “Believe me, I get it. I learned that a long time ago. He’s really something else.”  

“To expect the unexpected” is a phrase very familiar to those dealing in the world of corporate business. Anything and everything could go wrong with the wrong move, the wrong people – it was simply a matter of being prepared. In most situations, Cassandra would have been.  As a secretary and part-time assistant of the young man Kaiba Corp., she had earned her place outside the CEO’s headquarters, as well a relative amount of trust between herself and the president’s younger brother and their bodyguard, Roland. Most days, her tasks would be laid out for her the moment she arrived, and throughout the day’s latter hours they would all be finished, one after the other. Impossible scheduling, massive file maintenance, keeping a watchful eye on every new schemer about to enter her boss’s abode – all standard tasks she had learned to keep rhythm with. Something felt very atypical on a morning she came in early, however. Everyone seemed on edge and quiet, as if afraid speaking might trigger an assassination. Walking through the Kaiba Corporation lobby was now strange and unfamiliar to Cassandra; like uncharted territory. She carried herself onward toward an elevator across the room, but not a soul looked away from their duties except to glance at her as she passed, looking back to their tasks once she was out of range. Not even the receptionist, Skyler, seemed happy as she usually was. The woman uttered a quiet “Welcome to Kaiba Corp.” to the sound of closing doors, and that was that. Cassandra’s first guess – a quick, short-sighted one – might have been that the bad weather starting off their day was affecting to blame, but rather than sticking to that idea, she felt the need to ask what was going on. She’d heard nothing so far from anyone in the room, no one had bothered to call, she had no e-mails -- If something serious had happened, where was the news? Why was she the last to know? Skyler, as good an acquaintance as she was, hadn’t bothered to warned her beforehand either.

“Have I done something wrong? Have I been fired? I wish someone would just say something!”

Changing her course of direction, Cassandra went to Skyler’s desk, gently tapping her head to get her attention.

               “Skyler, did you not see me come in? What’s going on? What happened since yesterday?” She asked, growing concerned with each passing second.  She could feel the anxiety clawing at her back, reeling internally as it manifested in her voice. Skyler looked on at her in pity, as if she didn’t know what to say, but exhaled and attempted to answer anyway.

               “Something happened to mister Kaiba last night. He’s in the hospital, supposedly in a coma, but for some reason nobody knows why. You… Saw him in school yesterday, right? I took yesterday off, so I don’t know anything about his whereabouts.”

                 Cassandra nodded, although her memory of actually seeing him was vague. She and the young man in question were roughly the same age, but Cassandra had tested out of the tenth grade long before Kaiba’s sudden enrollment, making it difficult for her to have seen him there in person. She did hear of “some new rich kid” arriving in a limousine, however, so by putting two and two together, she guessed that must have been him.

               “Well,” Cassandra replied, “He came back here right after school that day – we arrived at the same time. But he left the building within the hour, school uniform and all – and he seemed so serious. Well, I mean; he’s always serious, but this was different. It kind of felt like… Rage.”

               “It? You mean he was angry?”

               “Oh! Yeah, that’s- that’s more what I meant. The air about him was really unpleasant at best, and I remember Mokuba insisting on going with him.”

               “Poor kid…  Anyway, all I’ve heard is that he ended up on the other side of town where a new Dueling Arena is being constructed. The one with the technology our company and Industrial Illusions have been putting their resources into. Mokuba called an ambulance from there, and we’ve been told to go about business as usual. We’re not allowed to say a word to anyone outside this building – it’s all very hush-hush. So, sorry for the lack of forewarning.” Skyler ended with a sigh, her fingers tracing a circle on her forehead.

               “Tensions are so high right now and we don’t even know what’s going on…”

               The woman’s skepticism was apparent, though this wasn’t to say she didn’t feel concerned. Kaiba may have been a harsh young man, brash and unrelenting with his employees, but he was well-respected. No one wanted to think about what it might mean for Seto to die, for not only the company’s sake, but for Mokuba’s. It was common knowledge that the CEO Kaiba was Mokuba’s legal guardian, but as far as familial connections, that’s as far as it all went. No one knew what might come of the younger boy, should his brother not pull through.

               Cassandra swallowed a dry lump in her throat and rubbed the tops of her hands.

               “So anyway, some schmucks called The Big Five will be running things in his stead, and I really don’t think mister Kaiba would agree with what they’re doing. I can’t say for sure, but… I don’t know. I don’t know either of the boys personally, but I can’t help but feel like something isn’t right.”

               By the tone of Skyler’s voice and the uncanny reversal of her usual mood, Cassandra had to agree.

               “Do you think I should… Try to contact Mokuba or something? I really want to know if he’s alright. I’m not deeply familiar with them either, but I do know how much he loves his brother, and I don’t know if he has anyone to go to. Except for Roland, maybe…”

               Cassandra was hesitant to take action despite having a strong urge to do so. She cared a great deal for both of the Kaiba brothers, but this was the CEO of Domino’s fastest growing corporation and his little brother she was dealing with. A different protocol was supposed to be taken with elites like them, but at the same time, Cassandra questioned what kind of person she would be if she let a little boy suffer in his time of need. Whether he be a middle-class citizen or the richest kid in the world, Mokuba was still just a child faced with the harsh reality of life and its worst outcome. It may not have been her job, or her place, but it was absolutely her duty to help a boy desperately in need of support. Or at least, that’s how she started to justify it in her head. Skyler’s input only served to strengthen her resolve.

               “I think that’s a fine idea. I wish I could to it myself, but Mokuba seems to trust you more than the rest of us. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re on Roland’s level by now. Or, you’re close, at least. Does mister Kaiba trust you at all?”

               “Oh, no, I’m not as close to them as you’re thinking. Mokuba likes me, sure, but he’s just a kid. I sneak him treats and keep him company when his brother is busy, but that’s the extent of it.” The humbleness of her tone belied what seemed to be an apparent truth to Skyler, but since she had no evidence, she decided to shrug the notion off.

               “Still, though. Mokuba needs help, and I think you’re the perfect person for the job. Now, go! Don’t waste anymore time! Oh, and you might want to prepare a statement in case word gets out. Or, I mean – I could try to do that for you? I’m not exactly qualified, but I could give it a shot.”

               Her sudden sudden burst of enthusiasm was enough to give Cassandra the kick she needed to get into gear. She thought about her friend’s offer a moment, but ultimately declined.

               “No, no, it’s fine. If this is all as “hush-hush” as you said, then whoever writes the statement will have to speak with the current higher-ups, and I’ll be where they are anyway. I’ll call Mokuba first and then talk to them, no big deal.”

               Except for the fact that it felt like a big deal. What anxiety felt like before, an unknowing and unseen dread, was now entirely anticipatory in nature. First the elevator. Then the stops. The people. The small-talk she hates when she’s thinking about bigger things – picking up the phone to finally make the call, not knowing what to expect on the other end. A flurry of thoughts, feelings, that too-familiar scratching at the back of her legs—

               “Take a deep breath, Cass. It’s just a phonecall. This isn’t anything you haven’t done before.”

               Skyler gave Cassandra one last eager smile, waving goodbye to her as she entered the elevator to the right of the desk. Once its doors shut, Cassandra pressed the button that would take her to the top floor, hoping- no, praying, that she wouldn’t get caught by too many stops. The building was quite large compared to the rest of the city, and held many more people than she thought it might need, and as such people coming in and out of elevators was no uncommon occurrence. She seemed to have luck in her favor, however, and had arrived to the designated floor almost in no time flat.

                Cassandra had reached her station with little interaction to hold her back. There was that one guy from the fifth floor nobody wanted to get stuck with, but that was the least of her concerns. The moment the doors in front of her opened up, she made a bee-line to her desk, promptly setting her work bag below it before sitting down. A conference room down the hall was open and buzzing with conversation – unusual for that time of day, but not shocking. “The Big Five” were apparently in charge for the time being, so she figured it must have been them in that room. Cassandra’s curiosity would normally have overwhelmed her if it weren’t for little Mokuba looming over her thoughts, though she had caught a quick glance of a man’s face through the doorway. She squinted her eyes as if trying to erase the interest of what was going on, looking to her bag to keep his gaze from turning to her. She then bent down, taking her cell phone out of the bag, sitting upright once more to find Mokuba’s contact. Although he wasn’t necessarily supposed to, the boy had given her his phone number and received hers in turn for emergencies (and emergency snacks). It was a rare thing to get a call from Mokuba, as Cassandra generally wasn’t far from him at any given time, but one situation did come up once where Roland was not available to pick him up from school, leaving Seto to hesitantly entrust her with getting Mokuba from there to the company building. His trust was well-placed, as he was nearly relieved to see, but an incident like that never came up again – Seto, of course, made sure of that. Secretly Cassandra wished it might happen again, as she enjoyed hearing about the boy’s day, how he couldn’t wait to show his big brother a good grade, how well he did on his last math test! It reminded her of her own brother – they were the same age, now that she thought about it.

               “Alright, alright, no more distractions. Should I call him with this phone, though? That would technically be talking on the job, and it isn’t allowed if I’m not on break. However…” She thought, setting her personal phone down in exchange for the one on her desk.

               “No one said I couldn’t use this phone to make an important personal call. Well, it’s probably still frowned upon, but I can at least cover for myself if I’m using this one. I’d be more suspicious with my cell.”

               That little dilemma now resolved, Cassandra quickly scrolled through the contacts list on her cell phone, wrote down the number elsewhere, placing the device back into her bag. Occasionally, she would glance up to see if anyone noticed this blatant violation of the rules, but as she thought, everyone else was so engrossed that not a soul saw what she did. She made it known to herself that this would not be happening again, in any case. Things gotten away with once may not so easily be gotten away with twice. Looking to the phone number she previously copied, Cassandra picked up the phone on her desk, dialed the number, waiting anxiously as the phone rang. She thought Mokuba might not pick up after the first five or so rings, and beginning to fear for the worst, Cassandra prepared herself for the onslaught of thoughts that would come to mind when she finally hung up the phone. Was Kaiba dying? Dead? Would he be in a coma forever? Would he need life support until he finally gave out? What about his projects? What could possibly have happened to put him into that situation, and what’s going to happen to Mokuba? Who will take care of him? He’s just a little boy. He’s just –

               “Hello?”

               Cassandra nearly shot out of her seat. In a fit of surprise she gasped, quickly placing her free hand atop her chest, forcing herself to be much quieter than her voice wanted her to be.

               “Mokuba! I’m so glad to hear from you. I – I heard what happened. Sort of. All I know is that your brother is in the hospital. Are you okay? Are you with him? Is Roland with you?”

               She didn’t mean to ask so much all at once, but her emotions were running on overload, worry being the chief among them. It took the boy a moment to process all of her questions, but eventually, he did answer.

               “Yeah, I’m fine, and Roland’s outside my brother’s room. We’re actually at home now. I didn’t think Seto would want to be in a hospital…”

               Mokuba seemed to trail off in a daze, as if tired from lack of sleep. He probably hadn’t slept all night, the poor boy.

               “Oh, Mokuba,” Cassandra chided, “I’m glad you’re at home, but you sound so exhausted. I know it must have been hard for you to sleep. Can you do me a favor, though?”

               From the other side she heard a distant yawn; Mokuba had pulled the phone away from himself in an attempt to hide the fact that he was tired.

               “I’m okay. I see Seto stay up all the time, I’ll be alright. But I really don’t feel like… Doing anything…”

               …

               “Oh, uh, a nurse is here to check up on Seto. I’m gonna – I’m gonna go.”

               Before Cassandra was given the chance to respond, the boy hung up. That was not what she hoped the conversation would be. She figured Mokuba might be tired regardless of how much sleep he got, but “I see Seto stay up all the time” concerned her. “Staying up” generally meant being awake for ungodly amounts of time – pulling all-nighters. It also implied that he did it purposefully, rather than because he simply couldn’t. It became apparent to Cassandra that this might be Mokuba’s way of coping – acting like his big brother in his absence, trying to form some kind of control over the situation he was in. Or, worse yet, trying to be much too responsible for Seto at this age. No nine-year-old should have to experience their sibling going into a coma, much less try to assume the responsibility of caretaker. The thought was sweet, serving to solidify Mokuba’s innate kindness in Cassandra’s mind, but its implications were far more negative. She figured she’d call Roland in a few hours to see if she could pry any information from him, or possibly ask if there was anything she could do to help. The Kaibas could be a tight-knit little pair, only allowing help from one or two people at any given time, but the Kaiba responsible for this closed-off method no longer had a say in the situation, and if all went well, Roland might step in and give her reign.

              Time had apparently passed much more quickly than Cassandra thought. She hadn’t paid a lick of attention to anything going on around herself during that call, and had only noticed a man standing in front of her after she set the phone down. Just as before, the sudden realization that a person was on the other side of her sent a sudden shock down her spine.

              “Oh my – ! I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you standing there. Very,” She cleared her throat, if only to give herself a few extra milliseconds to think, “Very important call. Was there…”

              She looked at the man’s face a little more closely, identifying him as the man she had laid her eyes upon in the conference room earlier.

               She felt her gut sink. Her heart was beating louder than she could even think.

              “ … Something you needed?”

so yeah i hope u like :DDDDD 

[pidger]

honest question here, im sorry but what exactly IS problematic about kallura? if they become canon, it IS possible for other characters to be same-sex attracted and they are both poc yaknow, so its not like its whitewashing and claiming the last remaining characters as hetero(they can still be bi too), while i was on episode one and didn't know anything abt fandom i thought that keith and allura's personalities would match well so that's why i'm so confused as to why everyone hates them so much

i’ve been getting so many asks making me explain why i hate this blandass pairing so much like y’all….. i literally have an #anti kallura tag. tumblr literally has that tag. the reasons are right there and answering the same thing over and over is repetitive and, frankly, annoying.

but since this ask basically sums up most of the questions i’ve gotten, i’ll bite.

1. “they are both poc” where?? has it ever?? been stated that keith is poc?? asian!keith is a popular HEADcanon, particularly korean!keith because steven yeun voices him. but the only earthlings confirmed to be poc are lance (cuban), hunk (samoan), and shiro (japanese). the only heritage info we’ve gotten from keith so far is that he’s half galra, and somehow his dad has a texan accent. there’s been zero confirmation that he’s asian.

2. “they can still be bi too just because they get together doesn’t mean they’re hetero” what i need you to understand is that literally none of us are going to be against a ship just for the sole reason that it’s heterosexual. what we ARE against is how heteronormative that shit is. like, oh it’s so romantic isn’t it! he’s an attractive guy and she’s an attractive girl and they’re standing in the same room together! OTP UWU!!!!!!!!!1~ fuck outta here with that shit. all their interactions so far have been nothing but forced and strained, with keith giving jackshit consideration for allura’s feelings about his whole galra reveal. like “oh allura hates me :’(( it’s not like i chose to be galra!!! :’(( maybe they’re not all that bad allura, did you ever think about that? :’((” as if her entire civilization wasn’t wiped out by the people he’s now defending. as if she even had the time to properly mourn for the death of her entire planet because she has a universe to save from the very people he’s trying to make out as possibly good. as if she has ANY reason to trust her own oppressors after everything they had done to her and her people, and everything they are STILL doing to everyone else in the universe. but despite it all, allura realized that maybe she has been considering nothing but her own standpoint without taking keith’s side of the situation into consideration. so she apologized for it. and keith literally just. stood there without even giving his OWN apology. it was all set up as if he’s the victim of the situation and she’s the one who did all the wrong when the reality is they both had good and bad points. a sincere and heartfelt apology is a two-way street given their situation, but allura had to do all the work, and keith did next to nothing but brood and mope and whine and be angsty. it was like all she was there for was to further his manpain. it’s not an equal and balanced relationship between two individuals who understand and recognize each other’s differences, and that’s heteronormative. that’s what we don’t like.

3. “on episode one i thought they would match well” they barely interacted in episode one. in season one in general. and the only interactions they had in season two were the “maybe not all galra” pod talk and the galra reveal (which, in itself, was just handled so poorly because of how rushed it was), and each and every single one of their interactions are done only to contribute to the “galra keith” story arc. it’s very plot-driven, not character-driven (which is obviously essential when you’re setting up a romance between two characters). of all the people involved in the ensemble cast they have the most awkward and forced interactions. and i know some of y’all would be like “you’re just saying that because they’re a boy/girl pairing!!!1” but there are lots of boy/girl pairings there that are honestly really nice and cute, but the sole difference is that they actually have, you know, chemistry.

and yes, i’ve read some posts defending this blandass ship. i’ve seen the meta, i’ve seen the arguments, i’ve seen the possibilities they put up, and i’m still not here for it. like don’t get me wrong, it’s not a nasty ship because they’re both teenagers, it’s just bad. and those things i said above are the reasons why i think it’s bad (or, at least, the reasons i remember)

so unless we’ve got new content that somehow makes me think better of this ship, i’m not changing my goddamn mind about my opinions on it. i’m not going to purposefully attack anyone who’s just enjoying this pairing’s content and staying in their lane. like, go on, the ship isn’t a nasty shaladin one, you do you, i don’t really give a shit.

i’ll just be over here, having a good time with people who have good taste.

[kyandice]

Bitch I feel so damn alone.

I need to rant and like writing this here isn’t gonna work. Because I feel relieved if people know what I’m going thru. Like it feels like at least someone (I KNOW, NOT STRANGERS) UNDERSTANDS. As much as I trust strangers with my secrets more cuz duh they don’t even know me. It’s always better when someone actually asks me how I’m doing or ask me to rant to out all on them.

My problems doesn’t sound big or anything. It’s the worrying and over thinking part that makes me batshit crazy.

I just need someone to talk to and like I only have Darius and Josh to talk too. And they are all guys I just want a girl I can talk too. But like all my girl friends are like just… I’m just not that comfortable with them yet. I just feel like, they’re a little too judgey more me still. Like for Shannon and Elizabeth and jiaqi they will listen to my crazy parents problems or my studies problems. But once I have other problems I don’t know how to say it too them.

For me, I just bottle up every worries or insecurities I have. I just want to spill it all out. I feel much better. And like every time I talk to:

Tze wan she understands me and everything. But she will start talking about her problems. Tbh, I don’t mind if you start talking about your problems. Really. But what she does is, she goes on and on saying how I shouldn’t be worried or anything cuz she has it worst. And I’m like, my dad will cane me I’m just so scared. And she’ll be like, aiya don’t scared la that one nothing, you know horh my dad horh he molest and abuse me and blah blah blah. Yes yes Ik her problems are worst but she doesn’t have to ignore that I’m worrying. I rlly don’t mind her talking only about her problems but what she does it dismiss my worries cuz my problems aren’t as scary as hers.

Josh is like really nice he always listens to all my troubles and he tried to cover me when my dad asks about my whereabouts. And he helps me a lot with my studies and like literally so much. But his gf cheated on him he’s taking it really bad the whole thing is so complicated and like I really don’t wna like seem like it ALL ABOUT MY PROBLEMs. so smtimes I rant he listens, but smtimes he just seem uninterested so yeah. But im listening to his problems too giving him advices and shit. We give each other advices and I told him not to fuck around anymore cuz that’s like really hurtful to another person and he just got cheated it’s kinda karma.

Darius is just. Uninterested. Cuz he has his problems to worry. I just rant to him when I have no one. Haha.

And for Bryan. my Gosh. He’s just one of my biggest worries. He has. A big big big big set of problems to worry. And. I just don’t wna burden him with my problems. So it’s like I don’t go to him much for emotional support and it’s just kinda sad. Like he’s supposed to be the one listening. But I don’t want go to him cuz he’s just going thru SO MUCH. And we are both busy with our lives. My finals coming up and he’s has work. So we cant meet up ask much. And whenever we meet up, it will be pretty long and of course both of us will be like craving sex for the longest time. And what do we do? We spend that time fucking. And it’s like sad. Cuz it seems like he isn’t there for me and I’m not there for him. We are like tgt just for sex. Like we know we are here for each other. But I don’t wna burden him by talking Bout my problems. And he hates thinking about his problems and talking about it. So it feels like I can’t be there for him. And we don’t text much either. Cuz he’ll be busy with games where he can escape reality and yeah. I just wna spend some quality time with him. Even if it’s just meeting him for a few seconds to just hug and talk for a little I just want that. I mean till today, he never has once asked about my day or how I’m doing or how was school. It’s always me who has to ask him if I can rant. Or me who’s always been asking how he’s doing and how is work. But he always say it’s fine and doesnt seemed to go much into details. We argued. Cuz I just wanted him to tell me more. Like yeah Ik he’s not fine but I want to know how he’s feeling like is he scared or insecure, yes I know that, but I thought if he ranted it, he will feel better. So I forced it out of him. Turns out he doesn’t like talking about his emotions and feelings cuz that’s what guys do. I just wna be there for him, but I don’t know how. I just can’t be there for him when he needs sex (Or when I need) only right? And he was like: what if I only love you for sex. And I was like that’s how u feel and he didn’t give me a proper answer so.. If that’s how he feel then. We are doing this all so wrong. But I can see he cares about me. He wants to take me to a nice restaurant when he’s getting his pay. Yeah that’s all. So we don’t talk. Yeah we do some catch ups here and there about our friends and his work. But that’s not the real talk yaknow. I can do this small talk with anyone. He hardly shows me his emotions and he still is a little insecure towards me. He doesn’t give me photos of him. He hates it when I secretly take photos of him. He hates taking pictures tgt. I just want him to rant everything to me and be brutally honest with his feelings and emotions. But whenever I asks him, it always seem to him that I’m invading his personal space, me being controlling and possessive as i want to know everything. He gave me the “space” word and like any other girls who would ever hear this, we then deadass crazy paranoid. I worried for 2 weeks. He didn’t talk to me, was always annoyed and angry at me and i was just so scared. I didn’t dare to text him. But everyday I go without texting him, i start to worry more. So me being the crazy girl went to find him at work everyday. But like secretly watching him from a blind spot making sure he’s all okay and fine. But it’s over, he says he was kinda sorry for neglecting me. But now, im just giving him the space he wants. He finally asked me to meet up.but we both decided to use that time for sex so yeah. Sex was good and we cuddled but like the pillowtalk after all the MAJOR EXPLOSIONS is where Bryan is most emotionally vulnerable. So its the only time i can do the real talk with him. But it sucks. That it doesnt feel like we are tgt. But more like fuck buddies. I just want to meet him more be involved with his life more. But he feels its intrusive and oh well, im busy with finals too and i have crazy parents who dont allow me to stay later than 7pm.

I’ve decided, I’ll join the police force no matter what.

Things I need to find out is:

How to become a k9 officer.

Is the salary stable enough to get me a house by 25 years old?

Is promotion and increment of salary slow???

And like I wna get married as soon as possible and get a bto and yeahhh. I just want to settle down as fast as possible. Get a stable income, get married get a house.

“Oh these times are hard,

Yeah, they’re making us crazy

Don’t give up on me baby”