#its that simple and yet I fear some people still won't get it

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It's also so contradictory to the whole point of fanfiction?

Sites like ao3 & fanfiction.net are there so fans can share their stories with the fandom, it fosters a sense of community, because: "hey, we all really love this piece of media, here's my take on it!"

When you use AI, it's not someone that cares who wrote it. It's a program spitting out stolen words from other hardworking creators.

Fanfiction is written by the fans for the fans. AI has no place in that equation.

"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick

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Fem!Batman headcanons (part 1)

◇Still similar to Bruce. Bryce is still as cold, prissy, reserved, stoic and can be distant--although more scolding but only when she's Batwoman because it's the only where she gets to show her 'undesirable' side/get to speak bluntly as she pleases. She has a childish side too, but it's brushed off as being 'cute/haughty' and rather than broody, she's more gloomy like there's grief in the air around her that makes you feel sad too, and she's less likely to yell in an argument since she gets kind of emotional. If she's done something bad, she'll just be quiet as she's yelled at, but if she's in the right, she'll raise her voice but she'll usually give them this passive yet scolding glance as she sparingly doesn't berate them and simply brushes past the one at fault--the fact she doesn't bother scolding them makes them feel more hot in shame.

◇As Bryce Wayne, she's also the same except she gets to be shy as there's no need to hide it bc people just brush it off and even found it charming since she's a girl. Maybe she's also more humble/vulnerable since woman tend to face more criticism (ESPECIALLY if they're 'too confident') making her passive, elegant, refined, ethereal, lovely, fragile, dainty and soft--just pleasant to look at/be around that will make everyone immediately turn into a gentleman/gentlewoman--a sharp contrast to Batwoman so that no one would ever compare them together. She'll pretend to swoon at the sight of blood or pale when anyone talks about unpleasant stuff so that people would think she's too soft/weak to ever do something as brutal as Batwoman.

◇Bryce would either be the snobby queen of Gotham or be the Princess Diana of the DC comics by donating to charities/orphanage and be every mother's favourite celebrity. And rather than a playboy she gives more of a princess from a fairy tale vibe whose struggling to find the perfect prince to marry, but Bryce definitely made rumours of being a secret man-eater just so that men would stop courting her/scare off any creeps who like 'pure, shy, innocent' girls like her. Bryce Wayne=coquette/old money. Batwoman=dark feminine/gothic. But they both are give off victorian era style because its affiliated with death/grief. She dresses up like Elle from Legally Blond, like in the movie Pretty Woman or those vintage barbies-- just classy 1930s or 2000 fashion.

◇She speaks in a pretty silky lithe voice with some childishness to it bc she's still sort of mentally a child due to her traumatic childhood. Yet when she's Batwoman, it's more low/breathy (cuz she tired yet full of adrenaline) that makes criminals immediately freeze. It's a lot more dramatic change than Bruce and Batman since a lot of their traits can be excused as just simple common man traits but she's still just as admired and respected, though probably more feared. But even though Bryce's so intimidating she's so ethereal in appearance that no one can help but stare at her secretly at how lovely she is, and the vulnerable sadness about her which isn’t so secretive when she can't help show it when she thinks she's alone doesn’t help either, only charming everyone even more into gaining a soft spot just for her.

◇Shares the same trauma traits too ofc (unhinged, avoidant, pushes away, paranoia.....etc) but displays them in a different 'less obvious way' since I feel like as a girl she would hide all these 'imperfections' behind a 'proper lady-like' appearance like being dainty, level headed, gentle, kind.....etc, in a way that won't ruin the mood in the air and it wont make her look weaker as it's hard to look tough as a woman, and since she's born in a wealthy family it would be ingrained in her to act like a mature lady. Because of that, Batwoman is known to be quiet, cold, elegant with a shy side. I'd like to think Bryce isn't as strong about the no-killing rule as Bruce is, especially if it regards children due to her motherly instincts but still preaches it anyway for more people to not resort to killing despite rough times as she doesn't want people to start thinking they're just killing anyone, let alone go to jail for it as well.

◇This is a joke, but if everyone all have a sort of crush on her, that'd be hilarious-- The Justice League will be troubled as they'll have to be around her the most. She drops something? Flash will pick it up for her before it even hits the ground. There's a giant robot terrorising everyone and she needs help but is too prideful to ask? Superman will destroy within a second to save her time and energy (and lowkey impress her). Her safety is compromised due to an injury? Wonderwoman will guard her! Is the batplane broken? That's okay, Green Lantern will carry her like a gentlemen!--they all just show support in a way that won't make her mad and tell them she doesn't need help and when she catches them staring with her appraising eyes, they immediately look away blushing while internally freaking out. Even her enemies speak to her with a bit of politeness as if they can't help it and they hate it!

◇This lady is the it-girl of Gotham, the queen bee. The gothic version of Princess Diana. She'll spend most of her cash on orphanage and schools when she's got money to burn from all the photo shoots with fashion/cosmetic companies like Dior, Chanel, Victoria Secret, YSL, Kate Spade.....etc. But the number 1 thing she uses is perfumed body powder to help her suit not stick/sweat, like she would use a big swansdown puff to dust it on her and I could even imagine her make her own one with soothing ingredients/chemicals/scents which instantly calms victims that it becomes a well known smell of comfort in Gotham and Batwoman signature scent. So when the police goes to a scene, they know Batwoman was here because they'll smell it in the air or when someone is getting mugged, they don't have to worry because they'll know that she's around.

◇But scent could reveal her identity, so Bryce makes the body powder washable so no one can smell it on her when she's in public. The scent is purposely made to be comforting/familiar like childhood so it would be powdery like baby powder and floral like your mom's makeup or flower garden at home/school, warm spicy with cinnamon for the nostalgic smell, yet intimidating with gunpowder. It may even contain a chemical that can turn violent urges into fear to lower the criminal's defences. But overall it's supposed to be such an amazing scent that it helps release calming/dopamine chemicals from your brain to distract you from the traumatic smell of blood or pull you out of dissociation. And it works, there's been so many people online looking for a perfume that smells like her and begging her to tell them the name of it.

◇But alas, Batwoman can't tell or else criminals might mistake them for her and hurt them. She couldn't anyway since it's made for her where it only smells good on her skin that the Batfam are lucky that they're close to her. It's the iconic smell of Batwoman that lingers in the Batcave. Another thing, bc of the calluses and scars, Bryce has SERIOUS hand/skincare. She always wears hand masks full of sweet almond oil, rose wax, lotions and violet water to bed and put nail oil/ handcream to keep soft pretty hands. As for her scars, she knows a bunch of beauty tricks or goes to special clinics to be pampered since again, she'll face more critism about her appearance as a woman and it'll be suspicious bc it's not common for a rich lady with a famous malevolent personality while men just can be brushed off as a lot of mens interests consist of a lot of workout. Sure, she'll still use expensive stuff like Erno Lazlo, Elizabeth Arden, Estee Lauder, Lancome and Jill Stuart.

◇And that brings up the rest of her body appearance. She's bound to have a muscular figure from all that training so Bryce would probably find workouts where she can stay slim while strong at the same time but her muscles obviously end up still showing so she has to make excuses to people that she's working out in hopes of staying younger and in good health now that she's getting older or that she just wants to 'tone up' her arms. She'll maybe even upload videos of her doing exercising to explain it all at once to everyone and claim she wants to help change people's views that women can be just as strong. Also, I think after she finds out that she can't carry her kids again soon anymore when she realises they could be too big to be carried anymore, like Jason who's already tall as her, she'll keep training just so that she could still be able to hold them incase there's danger.

◇Jason definitely mocked she won't be as dainty like she used to be anymore, until he has a flashbacks in the middle of a battle where he just wants to hide somewhere small and Batwoman flutters down, landing softly like a petal and her cape fluttering behind her like butterflies. She'll envelope him in a firm protective hold like a warm blanket with her cape as his nose fills in with her scent that instantly pulls him out of his state back to reality with immediate feeling of pure relief as he knows Bryce will go through hell and back to make sure her kids are okay as she gets him out of there. The Batfam won't dare say it outloud because of their pride but they really love snuggling & hiding under her cape like they used to as kids bc it's the first coping mechanism they used to do when they first started being vigilantes.

◇Bryce is clueless to this and just thinks of it as a sign that her kids still love her but if she ever asks, they'll deny it and low-key gaslight her into self-doubt and Bryce will get flustered while using prepared excuses. This is probably what makes up the terrible traits of Bruce that Bryce doesn't have, she gets manipulated her kids easily or let's them go more easily with a little firm scolding as she's more sensitive about how she is as a parent than Bruce (motherly instincts are stroong) and her cluelessness to dealing with youngsters is a lot more endearing because she tries so hard to figure out on her own but ends up asking Damian for help in defeat/embarrassment with hot rosy cheeks. Everyone teases her about it lightheartedly while Dick cooes at her in reassurance as he's chuckling.

◇Is more thoughtful/considering regarding to her kids feelings than Bruce because Bryce's just scared of being a bad mother as mothers tend to be more judged than fathers who can get away with things like being too busy to play with their kids, and fully knowing how she is, she heavily relies on giving them affirmation or just actions as it's the least thing she can do--like when she first adopted Dick, she was hesitant to speak to him and avoided him by going to work during the day and going to patrol during the night from worrying about how awkward she might come off but when Dick asked if she only adopted him to make her look good in the public eye, she felt so terribly sorry for him that Bryce decided she wouldn't care how awkward she'd look anymore since she found that seeing her kids feeling reassured and not left hanging was much better.

◇And it can be about anything, just speaking honestly. Like casually telling them she's been worrying that she might be suffocating with her overprotectiveness and telling them to make sure to tell her if they ever feel frustrated with her since she admits she still needs to be told off as well despite her pride since she loves her kids that she'd rather admit defeat than them to resent her. Scared of looking silly due to being unable to communicate<<<<<Just get used to communicating. She sucks it up as she fears hurting them more than herself, so it's highly unlikely she'd ever raise her hand at them unless they crossed a line or something really bad. But she'll still end up accidentally saying something pretty harsh out of frustration, too. If she can't say I love you at the moment, Bryce will just go up to cuddle/kiss them randomly and everyone has gotten used to it.

◇She's a purse mom, she's got EVERYTHING like snacks or coffee candy for anyone feeling tired, a sewing kit to fix costumes, an mp3 with soothing music or white noise, mini umbrella, chargers, hand sanitizers, heat pads.....etc. like a real life Mary Poppins. When she sees a child in distress, Bryce has the exact things needed to calm them down. And honestly it surprises the batfamily themselves but ofc, she's the Batwoman so everyone jist accepts it. But it can't be helped when she pulls a thermos full of hot cocoa out of nowhere, despite it being perfect for warming up nonetheless. She carries those lavender or lilac smelling salts for herself though, cuz coffee can't really be enough sometimes.

◇Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian all suffer from the hot-mom syndrome, everyone is drooling over Bryce, as Bryce Wayne AND Batwoman so they can't escape it in normal life and in vigilante life--like they are so OVER their friends asking about her and not so secretly crushing on her. But they mostly get bothered at how people look at her. There have been so many accidents of them punching someone in the face or breaking some bones as a civilian, and all of them are solely because they were saying something jaw dropping-ly sick or misogynistic, it brings this different type of rage in them. ESPECIALLY when they see them say it to her face and Bryce can't help but simply stand there with sad eyes despite the default kind gentle smile on her face, and just take it with grace. But not on their fucking watch, unbeknownst to everyone, these kids have their own personal level of anger issues.

◇Her relationship with her kids is the same except she's less of an asshole, just a suffocating mom who can't help but worry. With Dick, Bryce too made many mistakes with him the most with the one example above and tried to make up for it by spoiling him until she realised that was a terrible idea because the freshly grieving young Dick needed help and love, not be left alone and only given presents. She was also paranoid thinking he might think she's replacing his mother which she didn't like the thought of either so she made sure to tell him that she doesn't want to replace his mother and he can call her by her name, look at her as a mom, big sister or simply like an aunt. And she sees Dick understanding what she means, she's so relieved.

◇Bryce ofc tries to prevent ways to stop him from being a vigilante but when he leaves her no choice but to make him a vigilante, she's afraid what he might do if she still says no so she gets an idea and makes him a deal; she would train him until he at least became 16 where he would at least be almost an adult by that time. So she trains him as a way of also helping him with his grief which she enjoys because she feels like this is what she can really do as it was something they had in common. But the funny part is when Dick first sees her training, he's like ??? How does a dainty woman do something brutal like this?? Oh and we all know how angry Dick was as a kid that it made Bryce often not regret taking him in for his safety because she worried at the thought of him acting like that with someone else and be mistreated/misunderstood because of it then realise she's the perfect person to help him.

◇But Bryce still at least lets him join the young justice league/form Teen Titans as a way for him to experience firsthand and when he grows up to looking like he's actually doing well off, she starts to see his potential and relaxes, even thinking she could raise him to be better than her. Until one day when Dick gets shot, she realises she's been playing around her luck and the world had come to remind her of it so she fires Dick out of fear, like she fully has a silent panic attack which surprises Dick despite being mad. But being a kid, he doesn't understand and just wants to get out of her shadow so even though they don’t have a fighting match, he leaves, leaving her lonely again for the longest time but when she hears from Babs that he's doing well as she didn't dare ask him personally as she felt like she didn't have the right to, she's relieved that he's at least alright/happy.

◇Yet before Dick leaves, Bryce who knows she may not see him again after he spoke hurtful words to her, still asks him to graciously give her a chance to let him know that even if he wanter to leave him alone from now on, he's still welcome in this manor as he was everything to her. She even sent him birthday gifts/letters through Superman after he left since he was his favourite superhero, in hopes he'd let her do this too, saying how proud she is and what a good decision he made to leave her side as she admits to also needing to be 'faced with reality'. At first Dick is unsure what to think of her words at that day before he moved out and just ignored the presents but when he grows up to understands and reads the letters, he immediately kneels over, clutching his chest with heartache for her--maybe feeling guilt too as she wasn't as special as his mom, she was still one for the rest of his childhood.

◇He quickly returns to the manor to apologize at least for the hurtful words, only to be met with her gentle, forgiving smile and be embraced in welcome sorry arms that he didn't realised he had missed. He also missed being overprotected by her and secretly longings for her dotings again as it reminds him of his mother so he might be a little jealous of Jason at first, thinking she's shown him more love to him than she did with him. But Bryce is too scared of making him leave again so she doesn’t baby him again unfortunately, after all she appreciates him so much because he's like the blueprint for her in parenthood, he opened up/caved a way for her to know how to raise kids/deal with her kids moving on/to get used to viewing them as equals. Bonus points when she finds it funny when she sees Dick take on a parent role for others.

◇Dick in canon feels like he can't get away from Batman and his shadows and I think with Bryce, he'd feel the same but without having to fulfill a role. After all, its Batwoman and he's not a woman. BUT people might still be expecting a Batman to be debuted anyway cuz patriarchy says there's got to be a guy when there's a strong woman as if she's not allowed to be self made 😮‍💨 and that annoys Dick a lot since he knows the whole purpose of Batwoman being made to be alone in the first place, but again! I have this idea that when Bryce dies, people are going to wonder about the new batwoman or a Batman to fill in the space so if Babs or Kate somehow doesn't take her role, Dick or Jason might end up becoming the first Batman. But if Dick and Jason don't, then he'll just simply feel like he's always kind of affiliated with her, at least.

◇So Dick turns out a little better than with Bryce but he's still finds his life being raised by her bittersweet/gloomy than lonely in canon. He's still terrified of disappointing her ofc but he warmly knows she'll slap him for thinking that. But when Bryce meets Jason, she adopts him only temporarily at first after finding out the orphanage she sent him to turned out to be sketchy. And with her knowledge about his life, she makes up for it with infinite patience/love while she finds another orphanage for him so when she sees him open up for the first time, she's charmed by just how lovely he actually is. After the scare with Dick getting shot, she doesn't turn him into Robin and doesn't want Jason who was raised with violence be met with more violence. If he did, she'd make it clear that she doesn't expect him be as good as Dick so he wouldn't feel pressured/unconfident so he wouldn't grow to resent her like Dick did from being in her shadow.

◇When Jason starts to call her mom, she's anxious/touched/heartbroken for him knowing that he didn't have anyone to tell what a good boy he is so she always made sure that he knew that, and Jason was bewildered by her passion by it at first then left feeling awkward/little sad/comforted cuz y'know. Bryce was surprised when Jason turns out to be more sweeter/good at grades than Dick despite his brashness and she didn’t expect anything from him but she loved him so much she went to find his mom Sheila because she believes he deserves to love with his real mom as she firmly believed a child should always be with their biological mother for that special bond that would affect the way they live in the future. And before she gets them to meet, she trains Jason basic self-defense so that he could learn to defend himself and maybe let him be Robin for a few times so she could test him. Or just not at all.

◇And when Dick gets mad, she's very guilty since she knows how personal the mantle is to Dick but at the same time protects Jason from Dick's words and makes sure to direct his anger at her/explain it was only just a few times for a test. This probably puts Dick in a bad light to Jason as he hates seeing her cry. After Jason is reunited with his mom, Bryce feels so relieved as if he would be safer with Sheila than with her but when she finds out that Sheila might be working with Joker, she immediately stops/alerts Jason as she invesitgates. And when Jason tries to stop Sheila anyway and dies, she just crashes. Bryce feels like anything she does just goes wrong and is meant to be alone, and dissociates with a panic attack again. I don't want to change Bryce too much but once again, motherly instincts are strong so she'll make sure to kill Joker or won't.

◇Then she'll spiral because she had just killed so Dick/Clark is there for her and either of them try revive Joker to help her but Bryce's still very unwell and unsettled for a long time, which hurts Dick to see. She'll notice that his body is missing in the coffin as she'll visit his grave often with the huge mom guilt she carriew, and freaks out again bc she just lost him again and tries to focus on Tim until Jason comes back. Maybe Jason will let her go as he has a soft spot for her since Bryce had been a better mother than Sheila and he still desperately longs for her but he will still feel like Joker should've been dead completely if she doesn't kill him. Bryce is apologetic anyway as she tried to make up the love he was missing his life yet she couldn't prove that he was to kill for. If she does kill him, then all is well but......

◇She's hesitant when Jason says he's going to live as Red Hood and insists on killing bc she's worried he might die again but he's quick to shut her up bc she did all she could do/gave him a reason to live. It's only until she sees a wind of his skills and is proud. Remembering that he was never apologized to as a kid when he was being abused and his death making it worse, Bryce can't have the heart to scold him but still tells him not to kill too often as she doesn't want him to go to jail. She’s so sad that she couldn't see him fully grow but seeing him as an adult so tall/strong, she's just so happy he's alive. So Jason doesn't resent her as much here, yippee.....? But due to her guilt, Bryce probably tries to please Jason a lot by letting him kill and even hope he moves back to the manor despite her happiness for him when he's living fine with the outlaws.

◇This annoys Dick so much that he argues with her as she stands there infuriatingly quietly as she knows she's doing something bad but Jason defends her calling him the usual Dickhead insult which she can't help but find it funny even when she scolds him. She may have called Dick that one time. Yes it was personal and yes Jason is proud of her while Dick stands there stunned/butthurt. Jason will be the one to kill for her when she can't for her comfort. BUT when he's having troubles, he'll immediately run into her arms where he turns into a little boy again and gets to be vulnerable as he pleases. Bc of Jason's death Tim doesn't debute as Robin (more of this bit below and in part 2) so Jason doesn't go after Tim's throat or resent him this time, except help Bryce on what to do with him when she introduces him and tells him how he managed to follow them to the batcave. Cue Tim fangirling and them having a better relationship at the start.

◇Bryce is immediately alert after finding out Tim managed to follow them to the batcave and interrogates him rather scarily to scare him off. She's incredulous at how a kid like him managed to track them down and would be impressed if she weren't disheveled by the loss of Jason and speaking of which, she does NOT like this and tries to figure out a way to stop Tim from convincing her to be Robin. Dick doesn't bother suggesting on making Tim Robin to help move on from Jason like in Canon because she'll give him a look that could kill. At the end up Bryce will just do what she did with Dick (training Tim until he reaches at least 16) due to the paranoia that this boy could get into danger now that he knew everything. So, Tim doesn't debute as Robin yet and is kept a secret from the world until Jason comes back to life.

◇Being careful, Bryce is worried thinking she might treat Tim coldly out of grief and voices it to Dick but he just smiles softly reassuringly that if she were worried about this even before training him then she wouldn't and besides he would help. At these times she's reminded that Dick is capable on his own but soon after finding out Tim's life, she has what she thinks is some affection for him out of pity which she feels guilty since he deserve better treatment from her than but in reality it's motherly love mixed with guilt of moving on from Jason. She really does her best to not be mean and just at least speak level-headed with Tim. Only after Jason comes back, she realises she did care for him and is so relieved that she did her best on still being kind to him and remember to still make sure to praise Tim despite distancing from him when they weren't training.

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Ten years.

That was how long it took for Joshua to start recovering from everything he had lived through in such a short time. Ten years since he last opened the door to his home. Since the world outside stopped being a place full of opportunities and turned into a threat.

Many people would think that was an overreaction, something far too extreme. After all, what could possibly go so wrong with the simple act of getting some fresh air on a sunny morning like this? But that was the point, for Joshua, it meant much more than just a sunny morning. The sun burning on his skin was just a small reminder of all the pain he had felt and a trigger for the fear of what was to come...

Joshua was only eighteen years old when it all began, when he was bitten, and suddenly, this new world was unveiled to him. It was meant to be a sign of love, loyalty, and the promise of a blissful eternity with someone special. But eternity could be a very dangerous word, especially in the hands of someone cruel, and Joshua learned that in the worst way possible.

Now, he saw himself as nothing more than a monster, a bloodthirsty beast with enough strength to take down ten armed soldiers, yet feeling so pathetic he couldn’t even look at himself in the mirror or wear anything remotely presentable. All this caused by a traumatic past, a relationship full of abuse, stalking, aggression, and toxicity that still haunted him to this day.

So, only a long time later, at the age of twenty-eight, for the first time in a decade, he finally decided to step out. Not because he was ready, but because he had no other choice. The hunger for the sweet red drink had become simply unbearable.

He took a deep breath, the fabric of his loose pajamas feeling almost too heavy on his body as he opened the door. The bright sun burned his retinas, making him flinch a little before taking his first steps outside in his poorly tied shoes and messy hair.

“I just need to go out for fifteen minutes at most. I won't look at anyone, grab something to eat, and come back home… Just that… It’s easy.” he told himself, finally stepping away from his safe place and heading towards the dark forest, full of delicious creatures, not far from there.

He walked for a few seconds, the trees around seeming to suffocate him with every step, followed by a torturous feeling of being watched. Unconsciously, Joshua hunched his shoulders, wishing he could hide like a turtle in its shell, feeling his entire body grow tense and shiver.

Suddenly, a cold breeze hit his pale skin, causing his hair to move softly in the air as he took another deep breath, feeling the air enter his lungs. In the blink of an eye, all that fear and tension were replaced by an intoxicating adrenaline rush as the scent of fresh, living blood invaded his nostrils.

His eyes turned a wine shade of red, and for the first time, he truly felt the power and strength of a real vampire, all because of a rabbit, a small and delicious white rabbit jumping around without imagining the handsome young man could be a threat. Without even realizing it, Joshua let a satisfied, almost malicious, smile appear on his lips, his mouth practically watering at the sight of that little creature with eyes similar to his own. And before he could think twice, he was chasing the bunny at an almost supernatural speed, a soft, melodic laugh escaping his lips as he watched the tiny animal start to flee, fighting for its life.

His speed was impressive, making the ground beneath his feet crumble, trees sway, and leaves float, while his heart pounded strongly for the first time in a very long while.

He chased the little creature with all the dedication he could muster, as though he might drop to all fours at any moment, overcome by an almost animalistic instinct, almost floating in the air whenever he leaped over an obstacle on the earthy ground. Until, unexpectedly, something broke his concentration. A bat flew right above his head, and instinctively, Joshua followed it with his gaze, betraying his hunting instincts that screamed at him to focus only on the main target.

But it didn’t take long for him to be punished for his lack of attention. The moment the bat disappeared among the trees and he turned back in the direction he had originally been heading, the boy was hit hard in the forehead, thrown backward, and landed sitting on the ground.

— Shit! — the vampire shouted loudly, his vision blurry, feeling not only his head but his entire body ache from the force of the impact.

— Ow! — a feminine voice whimpered at the same time, the sound seeming to come from just a few inches away.

And hearing that soft voice, Joshua’s eyes widened immediately, realizing that the obstacle that had hit him was more alive than he had imagined… And her name was Rosy.

A blonde witch with tanned skin, dressed in a bluish-gray dress with brown and white details, a pouch tied around her waist, and her hair pulled back into what seemed to be a tight bun but with a few curls framing her face, along with her bangs, just as curly as the rest of her locks.

She looked at him with curious, narrow eyes filled with pain, mirroring his own, and for a moment, Joshua was sure she would scream and run away. But her body quickly relaxed, her expression becoming a friendly one, revealing quite the opposite. This obviously surprised Joshua, especially when Rosy waved and softly said “Hi!”.

— Sorry for the bump — the blonde one said, her words accompanied by a soft giggle as she carefully stood up, straightened her dress with her hands, and picked up the things she had dropped on the ground.

— I-it’s fine. It wasn’t your fault. — Joshua replied with little to no emotion, bringing his hand to his forehead again and rubbing the spot where it hurt.

A few seconds later, as he moved his hand away from his face again, the boy shuddered and widened his eyes once more, finding Rosy considerably closer to him, standing there, with that same gentle smile on her lips and her hand extended toward him. For a few moments, he didn’t know exactly what to do, having lost the habit of interacting with people long ago. But he finally joined his palm with hers, using it as support, even though he didn’t need it, to get up.

And God, her hand was so soft, a complete contrast to his. It was delicate, smooth, like cotton, its touch almost too addictive for him to muster the willpower to let go. But with some mental effort, he did. “Calm down, Joshua. She’s just a human… You can’t freak out and bare your fangs at her out of nowhere… Breathe, man… Breathe,” he told himself in his thoughts.

— What’s your name? — the girl’s sweet voice snapped him out of his little trance.

— Joshua. — he replied quickly, almost like a reflex. — And yours is?

— Rosy, — she said cheerfully, seeming excited to introduce herself. — Rosabella, actually, but people call me Rosy.

— Rosy… — he repeated, blinking a few times and unconsciously looking down as her name echoed in his mind.

And that was enough for a whirlwind of thoughts to run through Joshua’s head, his hunting instincts flaring up again but in a slightly different way…

He wanted to flash a charming smile, throw audacious compliments, and give her his best suggestive and captivating gaze. He wanted to step closer, touch her hand more, or maybe even her arm, which seemed just as soft, with a slightly rosy undertone caused by the blood in her veins. Oh yes, the blood… The delicious blood… Hers was probably so sweet, warm, and... “No! Stop it! You’re not like that, you’re not a freaking monster! The poor girl is probably scared enough already, staring at her like she’s a piece of meat isn’t helping. Get it together!” Once again, Joshua shouted inside his thoughts, reprimanding himself while shaking his head and trying to show a smile as friendly as hers.

— It’s a pleasure to meet you. — he finally managed to say, extending his hand.

And the girl, who had been observing him act strangely all this time, gave another giggle, this time, a confused one, but still clasped her hand in his.

— The pleasure is all mine. — she replied, greeting him in a completely cordial manner, with no hint of second intentions, just curiosity.

She had noticed his anxiety, the way his no-longer-red eyes attentively looked at her and how his voice came out slightly shaky. She quickly understood it as a clear sign of nervousness, revealing that Joshua might be afraid of her, and the idea was intriguing, though Rosy couldn't pinpoint exactly why he would feel that way.

"Maybe he realized I'm a witch and is now terrified I'll curse him, poor thing..." she thought, a small, proud smile forming on her face. It was enough to make her relax even more in the presence of such a peculiar person, feeling like the stronger one in the situation. After all, she carried several magical objects that could easily be used as weapons, while he hadn’t even tied his shoelaces properly and wore loose, thin-fabric clothing that made it hard to imagine he had any means of defense hidden. To Rosy, it was almost cute how this boy seemed like nothing more than a scared kitten, while she was the powerful witch.

— Anyway... I have to go now. — she said, finally breaking the silence and letting go of the pale-skinned boy's hand.

— Oh... Okay, sure. — he replied, blinking a few times as if adjusting back to reality, his gaze quickly dropping to his hand, as if already missing her touch, before focusing back on the girl's face. — Sorry about... the bump.

— No problem, it was my fault too, — she said with a soft laugh, already beginning to distance herself with calm steps. — See you around, Joshua! — she added, finally turning away completely and walking into the forest, looking up at the trees.

And then, for a split second, as she observed the trees with her attentive eyes, she caught the sight of Joshua also heading his way.

— Strange dude, isn’t he, Kiki? — Rosy asked her little cat, who had gone unnoticed by Joshua but had been following her throughout her walk.

The feline let out a soft, calm meow, seeming to agree.

— Oh, shoot... I don't think I'll find that bat anymore, — the blonde muttered, her tone tinged with sadness as she kept scanning her surroundings for the winged creature. — Well, it wasn’t exactly his fault, though... I mean, I did interrupt him from catching that bunny. But honestly, I don't even wanna know what he planned to do with that sweet little thing.

At the end of her words, a low giggle escaped her lips, and in response, her cat let out a slightly louder, sharper meow, as if scolding her.

— Okay, got it, I won’t judge anyone. But, like, I’m not going to kill the bat or anything, I just need his spiritual presence for the spell, it’s completely different! — Rosy explained to her cat, who nodded as if fully understanding her words. — Besides, he was so pale, with that black hair all over his eyes... Imagine if he were a vampire trying to kill the poor bunny? — her tone now carried a hint of concern, and she couldn’t help but glance back in the direction where she had met Joshua. — Have you ever imagined, Kiki, meeting a real vampire?

Both she and her cat shuddered at the mere thought crossing their minds. Then Rosy sighed, continuing her search and ensuring she changed the subject, wanting to avoid talking about anything too frightening in such a dark, weird place.

And, well, despite the ache in her head, her dress smeared with dirt, and some lost items that had fallen from her bag, the witch happily returned home, because at least she had managed to find that much-needed bat.

A short walk later, she was already passing through the streets of the witch village she lived in, greeting other women with a cheerful smile and waves, her cat at her side, and the bat locked in a cage. Though small, it seemed quite cozy, enough for the black creature to fall asleep from time to time.

— Rosy, sweetie, what’s with that dirty dress? — a old lady sweeping her porch asked as she saw the young witch passing by.

— I fell while chasing this little thing here, Mrs. Sally. — Rosy answered, lifting the cage slightly to show the little bat, causing the older woman to laugh melodiously as she imagined the scene.

— Why didn’t you asked me for help? I can get bats for you in no time.

— Oh, no need. I have to start chasing things down myself.

And Rosy was right. Don’t get her wrong, she loved the sense of community within her coven, enjoyed being surrounded by other women who understood her and were willing to help if needed. But compared to the other witches there, Rosy wasn’t exactly an example of intelligence or skill.

She struggled to use sigils correctly, couldn’t memorize spells or enchantment songs, and, of course, there’s no need to exemplify how bad she was at gathering items for her magic. Take, for example, how that small black-winged creature had managed to escape twice the day before, only to escape again that morning.

So, the blonde one felt a strong need to start trying harder, to really get her hands dirty and work towards becoming a great and powerful witch. And there was no better time to start than now, in such a tragic moment...

For about three months, a significant number of witches had been disappearing from her village. So far, no one had any information about what might be happening, but patterns were being noticed, and the guardian witches advised everyone in the coven to protect themselves as much as possible.

This led Rosy to think of casting a spell to protect her home, as the thought of being listed among the missing left a bitter taste in her mouth. And so, the little witch decided it was time to start trying harder and acting like an actual independent woman. This was how her pursuit of the bat began.

But unfortunately being a practitioner of magic didn’t mean becoming magically smarter simply out of willpower.

— Okay, Kiki... It says here that I need a lemon and very hot water... I don’t have lemon, but I have strawberries, and, like, they’re also a citrus fruit, so it should work, — Rosy said, carefully reading her brown-covered book as she paced back and forth in front of her small cauldron. — It also says I need a cinnamon stick, a strand of the target’s hair, moonflower petals, and… honey. — She looked at her cat with wide, focused eyes. — Doesn’t seem too hard, does it? I think I can do this.

The little cat let out a soft meow, spinning around it's own tail, seemingly approving of the girl’s words. And seeing her pet’s reaction brought a loving, joyful smile to Rosy’s lips. Then she began walking around her house, gathering the necessary ingredients.

Carefully, she placed each item into the small cauldron, double-checking every single word in the book before moving on to the next step. She squeezed the strawberries into the hot water, dunked the cinnamon stick, added three delicate petals, dripped a few drops of honey, and finally let out a soft yelp of pain as she plucked a strand from her bangs to add to the mix. She stirred everything with her wooden spoon until it all blended together.

— Your turn to shine, little guy. — Rosy hummed, opening the bat’s cage and letting it out. — You just need to fly over this… really weird soup. Nothing too difficult. Do your part, and I’ll let you go.

The girl instructed, and, as if understanding her, the bat swiftly flew in circles above the cauldron, letting the potion's vapors intoxicate it for a few seconds. Then, with the job done and its small brain slightly dizzy, the bat flew out of a open window, leaving the witch's house.

— Alright, now what? — Rosy asked Kiki, her wide eyes revealing her curiosity and a hint of confusion. — Do you think it worked?

The cat leapt across the furniture until it reached the cauldron. Kiki examined the liquid inside, its reddish color and dense texture, then looked back at Rosy, swishing it's fluffy tail nervously from side to side in response.

— Well, I can’t give up now. I mean, I did everything right, it’s impossible for this to go wrong, right? — Rosy could swear she saw her cat shrug at her words.

Taking a deep breath, she repeated encouraging phrases in her mind as she dipped a mug into the cauldron, scooping up the liquid. “You can do this, it’s practically just a normal tea… with strands of hair. But beyond that, it’s a protection spell. What harm could something made to protect possibly do?” she thought.

Breathing deeply one last time, she closed her eyes and brought the mug to her lips, taking big gulps and feeling the sweet, warm liquid slide down her throat until she had drunk it entirely, leaving only the hair at the bottom. But this detail escaped her notice, as in the blink of an eye, the spell had begun to take effect.

The girl felt her whole body tingle, followed by an almost unbearable heat, her vision blurring, and her mind spinning as if turned upside down. The last thing Rosy remembered hearing was the metallic clang of the mug hitting the ground, the muffled meow of her cat, and the sensation of her body collapsing onto the cold wooden floor.

But what the little witch didn’t know was that, on the other side of the forest, Joshua, the vampire who had bumped into her earlier, had also mysteriously fainted on the floor of his own home, not even having had time to enjoy the delicious animal he had managed to catch.

[vampiretendencies]

helloooo! i was going to send this in as a jj request, but the more i thought about it i was like eddie??? so you pick!! but not being able to fall/stay asleep, maybe they find you in the kitchen frustrated with a glass of water & help you get some rest. (totally not thinking about this in the middle of the night bc i can’t sleep)

warnings; fluff

pairing; eddie x fem!reader

authors note; decided to go with eddie because requests are over flowing with jj. but not enough rafe or eddie. hope you end up getting rest.

You were tossing and turning with such force it was a wonder how Eddie didn’t wake up.

His curls are splayed all across your face, you swore that a single curl is inching its way toward your mouth. Whilst he clings onto you like a bear hugging a tree. Leg thrown over your two, trapping you in and merely giving himself a gateway to grasp onto you all night. You haven't slept a wink, sort of despising Eddie in a way for falling asleep with such ease and looking all the more endearing doing so. Not to count, he's also snoring ever so slightly in your ear, something close to a whisper. All this bed, yet he insists on being wrapped up in you so much so you're nearing the edge of the twin sized mattress.

You couldn't grumble too much though, at least he's here, he's present, and he's Eddie.

Besides, on any other night this would be of a normal occurrence and you'd willingly oblige like you always do. But since you are hanging on by a thread with no sleep, any and everything is getting beneath your skin.

Gently, you writhe his arm from around you, placing it firmly to his side. You know the no contact won't hold him off and the last thing you wanted was for Eddie to be restless as well, every step you make towards the kitchen can be matched with a tippy toe.

Praying that an ice cold glass of water cold soothe your achingly exhausted body— and it would at least for a moment. The dimness of the yellow bright stove light is your only source of managing to pour the water into a fine glass, sure to not wake up both Eddie and Wayne. Though you practically lived there, it was of decency.

A plastic jug of water is titled into the glass, and your couldn’t reach it to your mouth fast enough. Parched, it stings the sensation of your throat with relief— knowing that it would completely solve the deepened bags under you eyes, despite desperately wanting it to.

“So what? Didn’t think to ask me to join sweetheart?”

Eddie scoffs, grabbing at the bare was of his chest faking that of cardiac arrest. And his thick, raspy voice practically has you jumping out of the enormous band tee that he lended you, hairs of your arms standing upright at his suddenness. Aware that it wouldn’t have been too long that his trail would follow, for he’d follow you into the dark.

“You were sleeping.”

“All m’hearing is that you don’t love me anymore!”

He’s insufferable and absolutely overdramatic, his figure appearing closer the more he inches away from the door frame to you. Hair tousled and bunched up so miraculously, features still appearing as if they were hand crafted and delicately woven.

“Shh!” You semi whisper shouted, pointing in the direction of Wayne’s room and all Eddie can muster is a hump of his shoulders. He’s not fond of who he wakes up, but he is fond of the reasoning as to why you aren’t in bed next to him— rooted in his embrace.

“Just come back to bed okay?”

A task that would normally be so simple to complete, yet you fear doing so— if you can’t fall asleep this time then you think you’re pretty much fucked for the rest of the night and you’ll be resembling a walking corpse tomorrow.

“Eds I can’t sleep.”

“Want me to read you a story?”

He’s taunting you at this point. Christ.

You find his joking of sheer irritation, how is this a laughing matter? He knows out of all people, that your ways are ruthless if you’ve not slept like a baby the night before. By the glint in your eyes, he gulps back his chuckle. Instead snaking his arms around your waste to push you flush against him. Admiring your soft breaths and the dullness beneath your waterline— eyes bleeding a plumb purple beneath.

“Don’t get all frustrated, sweet girl. What do you need? Want me to help you?”

“Mhm.”

You hum into his chest, whilst he peppered repeated kisses the center of your forehead. Arms grasped around you so tight that you might split it two, but it’s solace nonetheless.

“I’ll sing to you for a bit, maybe that’ll help. If not, I’ll give you enough kisses that you won’t have a choice but to go to sleep.

“I like the kisses part more.”

[angeart]

fic writer interview!

thank u ben for dragging me into this 💕

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How many works do you have on AO3?

11 right now, one of those being a huge ongoing multichapter fic.

What's your total AO3 word count?

343,418 words... and yes, 250k+ of those are just hmtb

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Help me to breathe (HC | 1,776)

don’t be afraid, little bird (there are no cages around you now) (HC | 455)

flowers in your hair and air in your lungs (HC | 341)

Elegy (HC | 225)

these flowers will wither (like you and me), but they're not dead yet (Life Series | 139)

^ that 3rd place genuinely surprised me. huh. (it's the fic i keep forgetting exists)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i want to! i just really, really, really suck at it for some reason. i think a part of it is that i get so hyped whenever i get a comment notification that i run to read it on my phone no matter how busy i'm at the moment, but i don't like responding on my phone. except if i don't do it right away, it falls into the rabbithole of all my other tasks that i struggle to juggle and stay on top of, and...

i kind of got into a habit of answering the chaptered fic's comments, at least, when i'm about to post a new chapter. but since my uploads have slowed down so much, i worry that it doesn't feel engaging or rewarding enough to people who commented? 🥺👉👈

i really want to do better. i'll keep trying. i love you guys <3

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

i've sat here pondering this question for far too long. i don't write outright angsty endings, which is wild considering angst is my staple. thinking about my fics, i've come to realise a lot of my endings are simply... hopeful.

i think if i'd have to pick, two come to mind for this question.

Elegy > simply because there's so much fear and grief in there, and by the end of it, the consequences are still very much present. and despite the hope of them somehow managing to push through and move forward, it's not all that simple. nothing is resolved. they made it through Day One of the aftermath, and all of it is really still in front of them. the wounds won't easily let go. the tangled mess will have its consequences, no matter what. (think of grian's fears renewed. think of mumbo trauma. think of impulse.) (so much is still in shambles. so much is still at stake.)

even if it hurts (and even if it isn't a dream) you can have a home here > or the sleep demon grian fic. because, once again, there's no easy answer to the hurt and fear that's just been wrought. he's held safe, but it's not going to protect him outside of this singular moment. he's stuck in a reality that's cruel and unwelcoming, and even with gentle hands around him (for the moment, for now), he's still going to be afraid.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

once again we run into my problem of hopeful but not really happy endings, although... maybe this one has an easier answer.

these flowers will wither (like you and me), but they're not dead yet > or the third life dancing fic. it's got its share of Complicated Feelings(TM) but a lot of it is just about dancing and feeling alive and being in love. experiencing things together, even when they're destined to end in blood and death.

Do you write crossovers?

nope, I don't! although i let ben sometimes drag me into a crossover au idea from time to time, and we yap and ramble about it in our DMs :3c

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

i haven't received any hate. a negative comment or two that kind of stuck, but nothing that i would call hate.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

ahaha. ahahaha.

right now the only smut i write is a part of private hhau rps with link. and those are a little bit ✨deranged✨

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

no, never.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

there have been attempts! and plans! they were always split by POV or into parts. but none worked out so far. (there was the priate au fic idea, the secret life "5+1 times..." kind of fic idea (grian angst!)... and the ribbon incident for the hhau mimic arc - which might hopefully still happen one day! but. we'll see.)

i do write RPs all the time though (link and plantie <333 love u for indulging me) and the coauthored fic on AO3—will i find my home, my home, my home in you?—is basically just a published piece of RP. on top of that, me and link have plenty of rambles that we work on together, and i do meddle with help ben with aus all the time... so that's something! it's always a lot of fun. but a full fledged fic is a little bit trickier. maybe someday.

What's your all-time favorite ship?

this one isn't going to be shocking at all. if you know me, you know the answer.

(yep, it's scarian.)

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

i have many wips, and i want to finish all of them! ... there might be some that are getting dusty, but shhh. shhhhhhh. i do not want to admit these things. let me live in denial. all my wips are (eventually, one day!!!) getting finished. mhm. yep. definitely. <3

(although i might have to give up on most of the coauthor ones—)

What are your writing strengths?

i'm mostly going off what people said to me but... well, clearly, gutwrenching angst is the simple answer everyone agrees on. and i love that so much, because angst is such a big part of my writing. (i do not say it lightly when i claim i can angst anything—)

i tend to dive into character's headspace and poke and prod at the emotions until they spill everywhere. so you could say that scenes with emotional spirals and anything with emotional impact are my natural habitat. it's my playground, and i tend to use all kinds of visuals and descriptions as my little building blocks.

from time to time i also get a comment on writing characters' voices right! which always makes me happy to hear. <3

What are your writing weaknesses?

one thing i definitely struggle with a lot is group scenes. whenever there's multiple characters around, it's difficult for me to keep track and keep everyone engaged. it's hard to carve out enough space for everyone's reactions. i think this sort of goes with the above point, of me liking to prod at emotions, and that becomes harder to cleanly do with more people on the scene. (my favourite scenes to write are the ones where there's just two people.)

transitions can also give me a hard time. moving between scenes or ideas or conversation topics (esp if in a group) (hello hmtb sleepover i wonder why i'm stuck on writing u for so long—), wrapping up things. stuff like that.

and... you know what, i'll throw it in here. mumbo. mumbo, when he's an active participant in a life series, is the bane of my existence. i can never write him when that's going on, and it's a problem because he's somehow always in all of my wip scenes when it happens. (head in my hands)

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

if it makes sense for the setting and the characters, and you know the language, then sure, go for it. i have personally never done it or even really thought about it. it just doesn't come up for me as it's not relevant to the stuff i write.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

wow this brought back some embarrassing memories.

anyway i think the first one might've been naruto? i actually ended up writing a long multichapter fic for it (unfinished. i just dug up the file to check and i've invested 134k words and 49 chapters into this story. this was years and years ago.)

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

oh, i don't think there's any right now. i'm very cozy in my little desert. i like right where i am.

What's your favorite fic you've written?

there's always one singular fic that comes to mind at this kind of question, and that's the cursed forest au fic - even with death haunting your footsteps, your flowers will bloom again. i think it's something about the way it's written, sprinkled through with pretty words. melancholy wrapped up in flowers and rot... mm.

i do have to say though, i had lots of fun writing and absolutely love the whole boatem circus series so far, and ofc hmtb is very dear to me too <3

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tagging time. i don't tend to tag people in these kind of things, so take this with zero obligation, but @funkyplantguy & @mochiwrites & @wren-kitchens if you think you'd have fun with this, give it a shot! <3 and of course anyone else who wants to do it!!

[jjwho]

What You Should Work on Right Now?

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Pile1. Pile2.

Pile3. Pile4.

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Pile 1

Cards pulled out: Five of cups, ace of swords reversed, eight of cups reversed, the magician reversed, four of pentacles

Okay I'm getting two scenarios from these cards so read both and apply whichever one resonates

Scenario 1: Something happened that left you in despair, heartbroken and just left your broken broken. Like some glass being broken but it's something inside you that died yk yk. This situation caused you to have fights with people cause they couldn't see why you're in such despair or anything like that and this situation caused you to not be able to focus on anything that you are working on rn, it caused like a huge block inside your head. Now you're still slow and scared to move forward, like you don't wanna move on. Might be you loved someone they left or abandoned you and now you don't wanna leave their greedy manipulative ass. Which you need to work on. Or they have completely been removed from your life and now whenever you meet someone who you ket in or sparks something eith you your abandonment issues peek up and you cling onto them which you need to work on. Let go.. stop focusing on the negative

Scenario 2: Something also left you in despair and heartbroken and you're still hurt from it and this thing caused you to have a fault in your head where you can't be yourself anymore. Think like how you use to think. You can't stay as possible or focused as you use to be because of whatever the situation before happened. This all together slowed you down and you don't wanna move on because you're not ready yet or you're not ready to get Hury again so you pull om your torn shoes and never let anyone close enough to steal your heart again or your stuff or friend yk yk? You've just become more greedy with everything and that's something you need to work on.

Advice from the wheel of JJs: "One life, one chance, a world that does care"

Stop holding yourself back. You have one chance don't move it with your slow ass. No ones gonna do anything anymore just do it bro. Live life. Speak your thoughts. Let yourself be free and express yourself bro.

That's all I gotta say. Work on your negative thoughts and abandonment issues and attachment issues.

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Pile 2

Cards pulled out:four of swords, the sun reversed, the world, two of swords eight of wands

So pike two you may be or still often struggle alot with your anxiety, your fears, feeling overwhelmed all of the time and feeling hella tired. Even with your happiness you don't truly feel happy, not having enough freedom as you'd want too, might be with your success or feeling fulfilled with yourself or eith your sense of belonging and you might struggling a lot picking between two of these things maybe you're not hapoy eith where you are or maybe you travel too often it's overwhelming but you just can't pick between what you should do because you see yourself losing one thing if you pick the ither option and same with the other. I see that you need to work on pulling yourself back into your body and Slowing the fuck down and grounding yourself back and finally seeing what's actually calling you and what gives you freedom, fulfillment and happiness.

Advice: ""No" is key for respect"

Ah I see I see now, so what could also be what's not giving you freedom is you not saying no to what's you're not okay eith. You need to say no if you want people and things to respect you cause they won't ever know when to stop once you say no. You can have so much freedom and less fear and anxiety once you take back your space and energy after saying a simple no. Yes people might be upset but who cares its your life. They might be upset but its better to day no now before they chop ur head off for saying no after saying yes to them for everything.so stand up for yourself and get your freedom back okay hoe.

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Pile 3

Cards pulled out: Strength, ace of pentacles, ten of cups, six of pentacles, ten of swords

Pile 3 I see that you need courage rn and you need to be brave and be strong. I see you've are now getting many new financial opportunities and many long term stable money ways coming in. A lot of happy times with your family and just a lot of abundance coning in for you and fun and your creativity coning out again. Your luck just being really good now and you being really fulfilled, but because of all of this you don't know when too stop. You've been too generous and sharing all of your things. Yes that's sweet of you and helps some people, but beware full this causes a gap where people can come in cause you're not self aware enough so see these hoes are gonna backstab you and just take ur shit and go. Like you gave them too much and treated them like a friend now they saw their opportunity and are taking it. Have courage to say no okay. Like damn. They're gonna take away all ur Ling term stability and shit.

Advice: "Time never stops a d change never stops" stop Slowing down you have all these opportunies, they ain't gonna wait for you bro. Things change so don't feel pulled down even more when you see so much change and you're not use to it. Yes shit happened but ja you gotta suck it up and pull up your bug boy pants and take it as a lesson that makes you even more stronger. More successful and abundant you are the more jealous and thirsty and greedy eyes on you. Just take last time as a thank you lesson and that didn't hurt you too hard that you're completely lost all your luck.

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Pile 4

Cards pulled out: Death, three of swords, three of wands, two of swords and five of wands back of the deck

So you mightve had an ending to a connection or with something and that really left your heartbroken, sad, depressed and all those shit things, because this hoe mightve been king to you the whole time being a tricky ass bitch and getting their way with things. Now you might be struggling with seeing the truth and you're just fighting with yourself. Really struggling with your self confidence and everything after the whole situation left you torn. Provably having problems moving forward, you might want to get back eith this person or avoiding seeing or acknowledging the whole thing happened.

Advice: ""No" is the key to respect" bro don't let people esoically lying cheating bitches push you over you're stuck between the two and choose yourself hoe. No ones gonna resocet you more than you can yourself espicalky you ain't gonna get respect from a cheating hoe. You need to work on your self esteem and freedom. And you need to stop advising issues and stop blinding yourself because you don't want to see the truth or because you're scared to see the truth. Stop it and accept and move on.

Okay that's all I have for you pile 4

Anyways I hope yall enjoyed the readings

[kallystah]

~~~ evening routine~~~Eustass kidd x reader

For once, in the story of the great pirate ship carrying a huge dinosaur skull as its prow, silence ruled the ship. Something that was truly unusual, there were so many noisy men unable to remain silent on board. But on this evening, everyone had, by mutual agreement, decided that there would be no fight or alcohol left.

The reason was simple, the battle they had fought against another completely suicidal crew during the day had exhausted them. This pirate crew weren't suicidal in the form they took on the renowned Kidd's pirate crew, but they were genuinely reckless and fearless, hurling cannonballs at their ship as their men were on board, or continuing to fight unarmed against the crew of the red who were armed to the teeth. In fact, their attack had been suicidal as soon as they got too close to the red captain.

But it did not prevent that to face enemies having no fear of death had hurt the crew, finally especially to Victoria Punk who found himself strewn with holes. The pirates themselves had been very happy to be able to indulge in a good beating without restraint.

Going back to the thing, the whole Victoria Punk was silent because the whole crew was asleep, except for those on lookout. And yet, there was in a room, reorganized more like a workshop, two people who did not close their eyes, dwelling on old bits of metal, shaping them under the light of their desk lamp, like they did it every night.

- Kidd, can you lend me your pliers? Said a voice calmly addressing the man at her feet.

The woman received no response, but received his pliers in his hand after a few seconds. She and the famous Kidd had been tinkering with some small tools for three hours. The woman lingered on a piece of wire which she tried somehow to transform into a pretty bracelet, while the man repaired a part of his ship which had been damaged by cannon fire.

- Oh come on Kidd, change the subject a bit. You've been on your clock for two hours.

- It's one of the first ones I did. I'm not going to let it break because of some stupid crew.

Kidd was indeed tense as the woman had thought earlier. Like he said, it was one of his first clocks, if not the first that worked, so he was quite pissed that it had been broken during the battle.

- Pass me the upper part, I'll fix your needles and your bird. You are in charge of swinging the pendulum again. Although I sincerely wish it didn't make the same noise as before. Said the woman smiling, she had never really appreciated the incessant ticking of the clock, which did not come from one of the hands but from the pendulum.

The Ruby-haired man didn't answer, still immersed in his business. But he handed her the upper part as she had requested. Although if he hadn't managed to put his metal wing back on the bird, she probably wouldn't.

Two hours passed, and the person sitting in the desk chair huffed, then stretched and yawned. The wristwatch she had made told her midnight, so it was well past time for her to pack up her things and go to bed. Besides, she had managed to patch up the little metal bird wing, so she had no regrets going to bed.

Rising from her seat, she called the man who accompanied her into the room.

- Kidd I turn off the light?

She received no response.

- Kidd?

Then looking around the room, she saw the red-haired man behind her, his head resting on the edge of the bed.

- Kidd you're going to hurt your neck.

- Hmm.

- Go stand up.

The man didn't move an eyelash, so she wondered if she hadn't imagined his vague answer.

- Ok. Then-

The woman left the room, but returned a few minutes later with a heavy blanket in her hands.

- Anyway Heat never sleeps covered so whether it’s in his closet or not he won't see the difference. She rather said to herself to apologize for her theft.

She put the cloth on the captain, so as to cover her body well, otherwise he could get sick, and stood next to him. Sitting on the cabin duvet that had fallen under Kidd, and putting the stolen duvet over her as well.

Then she sighed happily. Their little routine that usually ended under the duvet, both literally and figuratively, had now ended on the edge of the bed. But the woman liked it, as long as she slept in the arms of the one she loved, it could be anywhere. Avoid underwater.

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I'm sure there are spelling mistakes, sorry, but I hope you liked it : )

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

this was supposed to be longer but i got tired (and realized maybe this wasn't such a good idea) so i kinda bs'd this to just finish it up. sorry it doesn't look all that good lol

transcript of my shitty handwriting + more rambling under cut

panel 1:

len: rin, just leave him—

rin: NO! i'm not going to give up now—

len: i know you're upset, but all you're doing is—

rin: HE'S NOT GONE YET!

panel 2:

rin: i know he still remembers, he has to...

panel 3:

rin: kaito-san, it's me; rin. you tried singing one of len and i's songs the other day. you got the melody right, remember? meiko-san's birthday is soon. remember her? a few weeks ago you said you needed to buy her a present. what were you going to get her? do you remember? tell me.

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aight yea so this is what yall get for picking that ❄️📺❔🕚💾🪦 option on the poll (which btw was related to this drawing)

i'll just keep it simple: basically kaito gets dementia (or i guess the robot equivalent of it??). yeah.

not sure if this takes place on the cusp of v3 happening and just this specific kaito v1 module was unable to be updated for some reason? or if they're all still stuck in v2 and v3 hasn't happened yet/will not happen for a while... but i do know its def before v4 happened, so people like fukase and una don't exist yet

anyways though as you might expect, it pretty much sucks all around for everyone involved. not just the other 5 cryptonloids watching their close friend so previously full of life deteriorate into a husk of his former self, but for kaito himself too. he suddenly can't remember things like where he is or who the people around him are, and its incredibly frustrating b/c he knows he did have the memories at some point, its just as if they got misplaced... there's random bits of recollections that do come sometimes but as much as he tries to hold onto them they flicker and fade away just as quick as they appeared. left sinking back into a feeling of hopelessness that then becomes pure emptiness, as you can feel how you're losing yourself but there's quite literally nothing you can do

visually the static is used to represent a lot of that "foggy" feeling as things become more and more unclear, and given the robot/android nature it makes sense i guess? it's not really seen here but just as an actual machine might be when breaking down, his visual + audio processors begin to malfunction, causing a literal static overlay on his vision with faces/objects he can't recognize occasionally glitching out as well as constant white noise in his hearing and the sound of people talking to him becoming garbled and unintelligible. as time goes on he also loses his own ability to synthesize speech so aside from becoming withdrawn and quiet out of fear he'll say something that makes no sense, he then literally just becomes incapable of responding at all

again (as you might expect), the other cryptons aren't doing very well as this is happening. rin and len see kaito almost like a father, so watching one of your parental figures slowly march towards death is... not great. rin (as seen here) is still trying to hold on, because she swears kaito has had a few good days where he does recall more, where he seems much more like his old self, and maybe, just maybe if they wait a bit more he'll get better [tbh she's speedrunning the 7 stages of grief but goes between being stuck in some of the earlier stages its... not good]. len's grief on the other hand is manifesting itself in a way more similar to meiko's: he's not as distant as her, but he has already recognized that there's pretty much nothing that can be done and just wants to minimize kaito's suffering. len's just as shattered as rin though, but he's not showing it openly, figuring he has to accept it, as fighting against the grief like his sister won't help anything.

i just mentioned meiko so speaking of her: this is also probably extremely difficult on her, as, yknow, the counterpart v1 to kaito. she's withdrawn herself away from kaito, as she doesn't want to cause him pain in case he happens to recognize her, remember something about their relationship, but not comprehend what it means and just become confused/distressed. at least, that's what she says; it's more or so she can't bear to see him in this state, as he slowly loses more parts of himself, so she isolates herself in hopes the pain will be somewhat less when its all over, for having seen him less and not having false hopes of his recovery. that being said though she has definitely still been around him and tried to keep her composure... from kaito's pov, in moments of recollection, its disheartening seeing your wife close friend suddenly ignoring you, almost like she's mad or sad about something, but you can't remember why. did you forget to do the laundry? is it something unrelated? you want to ask her but she won't tell you; why? did she already and you just forgot? why...

miku's usual cheeriness has also crumbled, as even with rin's attempts, she can't find anything to be optimistic about in this scenario. she just feels this immense guilt, that she should've done something about this; she has influence as the most popular of the entire group, surely she could do something to make it all better. but aside from the arguments and indecisiveness regarding ethics and not wanting to do something without everyone's collective decision, she does know deep down its not her fault. maybe someone like one of the technicians or programmers would be more at fault, but she doesn't want to blindly throw accusations either, because surely they hadn't foreseen this happening either; nobody would intentionally throw in such a cruel fate for someone, it was an unfortunate system glitch that they were working to fix, but even if they did come up with a patch for it, it would be far too late for kaito at that point. she doesn't want to dwell too much on the logistics of it, miku just wants to be there for everyone else, because she knows how deep in despair the others are—she is too—and doesn't want their whole group to fall apart after such a devastating event.

as for luka: i would assume we're kind of actually seeing everything from her perspective, so as an audience lens she'd be more objective about presenting everything as it is without putting too much of her own bias/thoughts into it. but she's not completely unfeeling either. she tries interacting with kaito quite often, despite some of the others warning her about doing that too much. she tries talking to him about random things, not necessarily aiming to get him to remember anything in specific, though if any of his memories do surface in conversation she'll def address them and ask if he recalls anything more (and if not that's alright too). on some occasions she's been accused of being insensitive, but she doesn't want his death to be this huge tragedy, she would want him to be somewhat happy in his last moments. after everything that's happened, he deserves to leave in peace, in her opinion.

i've mentioned death a few times and there's a literal gravestone in the original emoji combo so safe to say, yeah, he dies. unfortunately the damage to his hardware is beyond repair from the critical/fatal errors and glitches, and it's decided that it'd be best to ultimately just deactivate him and delete all his files to not prolong any pain he might've been in for any longer. not exactly sure what would happen afterwards (aside from an obvious aftermath of the grief): if this is before/on the verge of v3 happening, there's the situation i thought about of them receiving a new replacement v3 kaito module, which has its own angst w/ it: its almost like seeing a fucking ghost, but it's not the same one they all remember, nor does it have all those memories. and this v3 kaito himself experiencing conflicted feelings as someone who was brought in to try and give back happiness to this group, only to seem to cause more despair for being so similar to someone long gone that he'll never truly replace. again though i'm not sure if i'd actually have that happen for the sake of everyone involved's sanity but it is something interesting to think about

i've been typing this for like 3 fcking hours now and i have no idea if this makes any goddamn sense lolol uhhh. like all my things it sounds way better in my head than when i actually put it on paper 😭 but congrats if you actually went thru the effort of reading all this. i might do more explanations like this of my things if anyone's interested, like of the other poll options, but we'll see

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

Mayuri, unohana, urahara and szayel (separately) but this time the opposite with a reader who has very low pain tolerance and shakes like a leaf when has to get any medical procedures done? fluff and comfort pls 🩶

I love all these people so much! I'm excited to write for Unohana thanks for that chance. It's really funny because this is so understandable as someone who can't handle any level of pain and is a little terrified of doctor visits~ TW Slight medical talk and mentions of fear, crying, and fighting.

Mayuri

Not the nicest man about this kind of stuff but not the worst

He isn't really a doctor so unless it's simple he often won't bother with helping you through any medical needs but he does notice right away that it scares you

Mayuri is not a very kind man, in fact he's kind of a monster but you do have a special place in his heart so torturing you is not high on his list

At first he's going to mock you about it, I mean really you picked him of all people to date yet medical things scare you?

On top of that handling pain is just something needed when it comes to his squad or him in general

However the first time he gets to see the full extent of your fear he changes his tune….a little

Though Mayuri does like making you suffer a little such intense fear pulls at his heart in an unexpected way that he finds unpleasant

From then on he'll do his best to not put you in the situation

Don't get the wrong idea he still won't be all sweet about it but he tries to make it easier on you

Keeping some experiments out of site or sending Nemu off to keep you busy while he works on more unsavory things

Mayuri see's your limits and won't push them too much on something like this

He wants you to get more used to it, to be able to see his work and either like it or at least put up with it however he likes you too much to really want you to hurt or be frightened of him anymore

Unohana

She's so understanding of your fear and really will try to help in anyway

She the Captain of the 4th Division and the best healer the soul society has and thanks to that she's seen many people like you

It's not really a problem in her eyes yes it can making treating you a bit tough but she can see why you might find these things so scary

There's nothing wrong with it and she'd be very happy if you're honest about it with her

From then on she makes it a rule to the whole 4th division that unless its an emergency she'll be the only on treating you

This is for her sake just as much as it is for you

Unohana worries about you so much after learning just how scary this stuff is for you so it comforts her to be there to help

SO MUCH love and care from Unohana and anyone who tries to mock you for being scared will find she is also very protective of you

They won't make the same mistake twice

She can make sure all treats are as quick and painless as possible for you

Of course each time you need a checkup or something she praises you for managing to get through it even if you're shaking like a leaf or crying by the end she's just glad you trusted her enough to handle it

It's a slow thing but never will she want to push you on becoming less afraid, fear is natural and she accepts that, all she wants to do is help in any way she can

Urahara

Nice but teasing, he can get why your scared but that doesn't mean he's not gonna poke fun at you.....at first

Nice but teasing, he can get why your scared but that doesn't mean he's not gonna poke fun at you…..at first

Urahara has this thing about accidentally going to far at times and that's likely going to happen here

It really wasn't meant to be anything big, he just wanted to mess around it's not like he really minds that your afraid of this

Everyone fears something even if they won't admit it and that includes himself but he likes rilling you up

Urahara hadn't realized just how bad it would end up being for you and honestly himself

Truly there's not much more Urahara hates then seeing you genuinely afraid or panicked but he didn't think anything like that would happen when he brought you to his lab to see his things

He's not a doctor but he does have many medical like things and some treatments are well within his capabilities, he thought it would be okay

You might freak out a bit or get angry but instead it's much worse and Urahara feels his heart break, he's rushing to your side to comfort you and gets you away from everything asap

Never again. That was his only thought and he sticks to it

Yes he still teases at times but it's never extreme and if your having a hard time he'll be there to help no matter what it takes

Your comfort and happiness is a top priority and he will not allow you to be in a place of fear if there's another option

This man will turn the word upside down to help you in the best and easiest way possible just so you don't need medical help

Szayelaporro

Just the worst with this he's such a menace and if you were scared before he might just make it worse

Okay he will totally make it worse but he does try to fix it later maybe a little too late but for Szayelaporro that still means something

He's not a kind man in anyway and given his desire for perfection fear, especially a fear of doctors or medical procedures is a hindrance to him

The moment he learns of this fear he's already pushing you to get used to dealing with that stuff, he's a doctor…kind of and he needs you to be willing to work with him

It takes one major fight for him to change somewhat

Like normal he's talking about his work, maybe even demanding you come see it when the fight starts

He's mocking and rude while you're upset and hurt by his actions, not to mention terrified of what he might do to you or others and by the end it's just the sound of your sobbing while he stands in silence

Emotion is still new to Szayelaporro and caring for another person still feels foreign but he wouldn't be with you if that soft spot didn't exist

Seeing such fear and hurt all caused by him no longer makes him laugh insead it leaves him feeling empty, he doesn't like that

Comforting you isn't something he knows how to do but he will try and once you calm down he apologizes for his actions

It's not the sweetest but it's a start and he does learn from it

Anytime medical treatment is needed he'll takes you to a room full of comforting things while you deal with the examine and what comes after

No longer does he demand you come to his lab or that you let you him experiment on you instead he just talks about some of his in simple light detail

Szayelaporro wants you to share his views of perfection but he doesn't want you to be scared of him or come to hate him so if that idea has to wait then so be it, for you and you alone he will wait

And there we go, all done! This was fun and I hope you enjoyed it. I was wondering how much detail to put in but I found that it was much easier to just write without too much planning and I hope it doesn't seem too sloppy? Thanks again for requesting and reading! Have a lovely day or night. ~ Lilly

[carpenoctem99]

did you think it was all going to be easy? easy to love all the people who are protecting you now despite the fact that they once destroyed you? easy to say that you're forcing yourself to love them but the truth is that you love them the most no matter what? easy to move on from the wounds they inflicted just because they're handing out the ointment?

the thing is: you're wrong.

its never easy to let go of illusions.

it's not simple to forget those who gave you so much just because they messed up a few years.

it's complicated to get past the sweet memories when you're still living the nightmare because maybe that's the only thing in your life worth holding on.

it's tough not to let things slip when you're still so dependent and close to them.

when i know that i won't deserve anything better than them, how can i crave for more even though im not ready yet?

and yes it's my fault call it submission call it fear call it obligation but aren't they always tied to this string of love?

don't you love some because of the many favours they've done for you that your moral compass just construes gratefulness as love or forces your conscience to call it love?

don't you love some because you're scared of what might happen if you don't?

don't you love some because you're weak and you need support no matter whom it comes from?

the thing is love is not black and white it's grey so multifaceted and deceptive

who said that love is merely the product of mutual willingness and affection?

who said that that's how it starts and ends always?

some start as affection and some drag on as obligation

some begin as unconditional consideration and continue as expectation- just holding on and waiting that some day they'll do more

maybe it started off as love and then took on an ugly reprehensible form that's too scared to come out so it accepts stealth and secrecy?

not everything that starts as love remains love

it wards off this temporary mortal charm wears off gradually and manifests another emotion

love changes to burden and anguish

it transforms into guilt and obligation

and thats not bad, it's just a byproduct of love right?

[hiswrlds]

' can you read the melody? ' the parchment in the niwa's hands is aged and nigh-withering, yet the little notes marking out music were still clearly dotted in dark, black ink. above the trail of quarter-and-staccatos rested its handwritten title, the words THE ANGEL'S SONG written in beautiful cursive script.

' it's supposed to be magic, and anyone who listens to the song when it's played will feel happy and at peace with themselves. ' for as much as it might have sounded nothing like an overactive imagination, it was in fact a reality, as well as a truth. strange powers rested in the music, and even he and dark had fallen under its influence once upon a time.

' the thing is, it can be really dangerous too. if you play it in reverse, then it turns into 'the devil's song' and starts to hurt anyone who listens to it --- more than anything. so much that you can't even speak or move. so we're keeping it safe, ' away from what wrong hands they could. ' i wanted to show it to you because... you liked music. and me too, i like it a lot --- that's why, i was wondering if, maybe, even without weird powers, you could still make magic, and knew a song or two that could always make people happy, too. '

@dnangelic

Somehow, the parchment looks even more fragile & old  against the white of gloved hands that carefully holds it .  The hedgehog turns it over, looks at it from arms length & then back close to his face . Thing truly is old, but he could make out the musical pattern with ease, quickly getting a feeling of what the fabled song would have sounded like on a piano or perhaps a violin, but no instruments could be found nearby, leaving only his vocals for the mission . 

“ Magic, right ?  I can buy that . ”  A song that brings people happiness is a surprisingly tame concept compared to what other extraordinary things he's stumble upon throughout his life . ( From gems that grant unfathomable power, to small creatures born of solely love energy ... )  sometimes things get so out of pocket that some people can only wish to restore to scientific reasoning, filtering ancient voices to one's & zero's, breaking down the elements to charmed stones, trying to control what they cannot comprehend, all in desperate attempt at making it make sense .   Sonic doesn't understand such logic, but he can understand where the worry & fear stems from . 

This musical piece in his hands for an example, capable of  both miracles & misery  to whoever listens ---  and what about who performs ? What about who sings ?  He has to assume there won't be an effect, trusting that Daisuke would have been careful enough to mention it .  Not that he's concerned, he's simply curious . 

Quite so . 

“ If it's so dangerous, why won't you just get rid of it ? ”   His voice is light, like he would ask about something as trivial as an emptied pen —   he's unmoving, save for an ear flick, making sure the boy doesn't get any indication that he might harm the piece of parchment himself . Hazy emerald flickering between thief & paper, he continues to silently run through the tones, it seems quite easy, like he could recite it in a bit . From someone who truly loves music, the response might seem quite insensitive, a bit unlike himself .  But the detachment in the air around him stems from something  simple .  

“ I mean a nice song — ”  He shrugs, a little exacerbated by emotion that he now lets loose . He's still smiling at the paper, that tug at his lips which never seems to waver with ease, even as his eyes speak of frustration & discontent .  “ But the feeling it brings is fake, isn't it ? ”   It's simply magic, it's not the song itself, it's not the idea behind it, it's not the heart the composer put into every tone and melody .  And if it's not any of that, then what's even the point ?  

“ I know a song or two, but even I am not sure if it could happiness to everyone, and that's the fun part, because when they listen to it, I want it to be something unique, something they get to choose, y'know . ” Not anything spellbound or starstruck .  Something real & special .  And he recalls songs, he remembers melodies, he thinks of the nursery rhymes he's used to put together for his little brother to sleep, for an instance,  what was safe & warm now feels nostalgic & funny . And it's not a bad change, it's natural, it's welcomed & precious .  

“ You're right though, you don't need magic to make people feel happy or at peace, you could make the magic yourself . ” He flashes a sharp-toothed grin, encouraging but dangerous, empowering as if he has just discovered a loophole in a law system and was hoping someone would use it sooner than later  .  The underlying, sudden mischief disappears as quickly as it came, and he turns back to the glorified piece of paper at hand with the intensified readiness & attention of a school kid asked to read a paragraph for the class .  “ Do you still want me to read it ? ”

[whitelilynh]

Hello hope everything is well! So your last post had me thinking a lot. About the Konaha village being a super power and yet executing its own members never truly caring about its villagers or anyone else for that matter. I do agree Konaha has turned into some strange “I know best clan”

The sudden execution of a clan was something I didn’t question but the treatment of an orphan who did nothing but become a new vessel for the 9 tails.

My question ( two questions I guess) is

1. Do you think it had to do with which Hokage was in charge to want to execute the Uchiha clan

(Ex. Naruto “pardoning” Orochimaru despite his war crimes against Konaha - let’s face it he should have died, but instead he goes good and Naruto does nothing about it despite what this psycho did. Which is weird because they were going to execute Naruto for something idk if it was in a movie or episode but it was a dumb messed up reason.)

2. Does this change your mind of how Sasuke stories should have ended as you had once answered my question about what should have happened to Sasuke at the end of Naruto

- running away and working with Naruto to help Konaho

- Naruto killing Sasuke

- Sasuke becoming the last Uchiha

Again hope everything is well glad to see you are so passionate about these topics.

Hi! I'm quite well, thanks.

Ah, this is a long topic, isn't it?

I'd say who the Hokage was did play an important part, but as often happens, it's more about the interests of the elites. I mean, Hiruzen was weak AF as a Hokage that was supposed to protect ALL his people. He let the Hyuga affair go, he allowed (even if not ordered) the Uchiha massacre, all because he was weak of character, and because deep down he didn't care about the implicated ppl, i.e. Hyuga and Uchiha clan. One can say he has to think about the rest of the village as well, and it's partially true, but when did he think about *that* part of the village?

Let's put it simple, both Hyuga and Uchiha were the strongest clans of the village, we could say, specially in Hyuga case, they were the majority of the village's defense lines, since it was recognised at least during OG that way. Now, if you have this people that is fundamental for the well being of the people, why won't you protect them? What would the people of the village think if they had a say in so? Probably "hey, let's not punish the Hyuga for having DEFENDED themselves from an enemy" or "maybe we should not instate an apartheid on the Uchiha? Like, they've been loyal to the village for generations, maybe we should just conduce a fair investigation instead". But Hiruzen went the easy road, he didn't have what's needed to face his supposed equals. He couldn't face the Raikage, he couldn't face Danzo. He preferred to let them do as they pleased. So yes, Hiruzen as the Hokage is partially responsible. He was either weak or plainly evil, there's no other way he would've allowed those happenings if not.

A curious case is, what would happen if Minato was still alive? Let's suppose the Kyubi incident happened but he managed to survive. Did he have what was needed? Or would it have been the same?

To begin with, I guess Kumo might not dare to try to attack the Hyuga during the peace negotiations have those be done with Minato, they feared him. I also believe Konoha would've went to war with them if they did, with Minato. Not only because of him per se, but because his death weakened the village and that was used as an excuse not to.

About the Uchihas, I believe Minato would've try to conduct a proper investigation, but sadly, I think the pressure would've overcome him. Because tbh, Danzo and the elders seemed to want to get rid of the Uchiha and they just searched for an excuse. I think Danzo would've done the same, in spite of Minato's efforts, and the outcome would've been the same. Probably the only difference is, I want to believe, Minato would've protected Itachi. I want to believe he would've rather proceed himself than to force a 13 yo to kill his entire family.

So, it's in part because of the Hokage, but is mostly because of the interests of the powerful people on the village's politics.

Now, to the second question. It does change some aspects, while others remain the same.

I still think Sasuke had no interest on Sakura, or women or romance whatsoever, and I wouldn't want to force him into a relationship just for the sake of the continuity of the clan. But I want the Clan to be reinstated, so I have a different solution for that (which was gonna happen on my AE anyway, is just that now I want it more).

In an ideal world though, Naruto didn't surrender to the propaganda on Konoha and instead kept loyal to his convictions. So, Naruto would've stayed by what's right, and what's right is to let the truth about the Uchiha be told, and let Konoha face the consequences of it's past acts. How can a true change happen otherwise? If you truly want to reform the Ninja system, if you want the village to be a fair and safe place for everyone, and to conduce the Ninja world towards peace, you can't rise over lies. You need to come clean and start anew.

So, even if Sasuke decided to protect the village because it was Itachi's wish, I think Itachi would've also wanted to clean the name of his clan. At least Sasuke wants so, and he is worthy of repair as well. So if Naruto was a true friend to Sasuke, that's the least he could have done. This implies, though, that Naruto had a lot of learning to do. Because Naruto doesn't know what Sasuke knows. He thinks Konoha is the good guy, and he can't see what Konoha did was a genocide, unless of course someone explains that to him. It would've been interesting if Naruto also heard the talk Sasuke had with Itachi, and with the deceased Hokages.

So, I don't think Sasuke must be punished, nor that he has to attone his sins anymore. Not the way I did before at least. I think he has to evaluate himself and come clean with his decisions, know that he did wrong things like joining Akatsuki, but also be able to forgive himself because he knew no better and people tend to forget he was just a child no one was honest with.

I think Konoha and Naruto need to change.

And I think Sasuke deserves a second chance, not as the village's dog, but as a person, to find healing and to follow his own path.

I have a lot more thoughts about this now, but I don't find the way to express them properly yet, so for now I'll leave it here (this is already a very long answer isn't it? 😅) Maybe I'll write more about Sasuke in the future.

Thank you for asking 😊.

[okthatsgreat]

me again sending a bunch of those emojis forrrr any oc you want to talk about :)🌋🤥😨🙈🎭🔫 and again feel free ignore some of the emojis (i know a couple of these were ones i sent the first time too LOL)

YAY!!!!! u are so cool ALWAYS thank you lily :] oh im gonna use sae. my friend sae but im gonna skip two of these bc i wanna keep a few facts about sae hidden to the people who are also in the rp ghfkjsghkfdggfhdgsjkgfdgshf IM EXCITED TO WRITE FOR HER !!!!!!!!! AND LOVE TALKING

oc ask game!

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or an instant explosion?

sae is EXTREMELY patient!! as a fisherman she's had to learn how to stay cool-headed and calm under pressure, which means it is very difficult to get under her skin. she's usually very very slow to anger, just as much as she is slow to get much of a reaction out of! years and years of sitting on docks waiting for fish to bite will do that to a mfer GDFSKGJ

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

sae doesn't lie a whole ton!!! i won't give away any tells but it's important to note that she lives a very simple, straight forward life that doesn't involve a whole lot of lying to other people. at MOST it would be lying through omission!!!! other than that she's usually quite truthful if you ask her the right questions lmao. not only is she truthful but she'll also start talking forever and ever

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "fight" or "flight"?

FIGHT PROBABLY??? moreso freeze i think........... she is not fast enough for flight and isn't one to just book it and leave, especially since she often sways about like she's still got her sea legs half of the time lol. she doesn't resort to violence as a first resort either, but if push comes to shove she'll intimidate yknow??? like she'll step forward and act a bit tougher but its gonna take a LOT for her to start swinging ghfdksghfdjkg. i reckon she's a lot more likely to stop and think for a WHILE. like full sit down on the floor head in her hands moment. try not to get a headache immediately moment

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

oh you know i love making characters who hold a completely seperate identity to the one they portray to others but honestly sae doesn't hold herself super duper differently around certain people ghfksghk!!! she doesn't have a totally different "true self" like a few of my other ocs have but there are still subtle differences in how she acts around different people :) one of the biggest ones is just how tense she tends to get around people she's not super comfortable with. still prone to rambling and slow moving but her shoulders are always hella rigid lol. she's also a bit more awkward and out of place, like she's not entirely sure how to talk to them just yet so she manoeuvres herself in a way that's a lot more stiff

THANK YOU AGAIN!!!!!

[streets-in-paradise]

Troy 2004 scenario: Paris comforting you after trojans enter the horse

Warnings: Reader is against the choice and, like Cassandra in the myths, feeling powerless and unheard. Cathartic writing inspired by how i'm feeling that I decided to post

Headcanons:

Paris is as shocked as you are, he begged his father not to trust in anything coming from the greeks. Barely a few days ago you all were burying his brother, the last defense of the city. Why would the enemy surrender at the peak of its chances to win?

It made no sense, burning the horse would have been the only rational response. Unfortunately, nobody arround you was proceeding rationally.

Your king and the vast majority of your countrymen trully believed Agamemnon could surrender while Achilles was still breathing after taking Hector's life. Troy was going through an outbreak of massive irrationality. Illusioned by the promise of an easy end to the war, the people were blinded and nobody was willing to listen.

A horrible, grim feeling was making you extremely nervous as people arround you would judge you insane for pointing out a simple truth. The danger couldn't be over just like that, greeks should never be trusted.

The prince became your comfort, him and Helen were the only citizens openly siding with you.

Helen submitted the horse to her own special test all by herself, which consisted in tempting the kings she thought could be inside by impersonating the voices of their greek queens calling them. ( i like this detail of the myths, i keep it)

Although still unaware of that, Paris attempted to comfort you from the place of isolation the three of you were in.

He found you crying your heart out in a state of complete abandonement, seriously fearing you could be considering harming yourself in some way.

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His first instinct was holding you in his arms hoping the heat of his body would bring you back.

" It's the end, and they are partying … They will get us all killed and they are celebrating!!" You cried out against his chest. " How did we let this happen??"

Paris began to caress your hair.

" Things would be different if Hector would be here. " He lamented with you. " We can't be the only ones, but people refuse to side with me because they hate me … And i deserve it. I caused all of this, but if he would still be with us they would have listened to him … "

He had a point, but you weren't going to remember it at that moment. You couldn't blame him then, you both were alone and missing Hector more than ever.

" A present of the greeks, as if they could be bringing anything to us but death and ruin!" You ironically snarked. " Archeptolemus makes me feel sick. He speaks as if he is untouchable, as if the killers of the priests of Apollo wouldn't dare to kill him."

" ' We know they have killed priests before, but is not like they are about to kill ME, ríght?' " Paris made fun of him hoping it would relieve you a bit. " Father follows him blindly and the people do so because they are sick of the war and want an easy answer. There is nothing we can do. "

You wanted to chuckle with him, but couldn't.

" I can't watch our people die, even if they hate us! My heart won't take it, Paris. I want to go before it happens, i can't let them get me … "

He was heartbroken.

" How can you say such horrible things? (y/n), we can't be sure yet."

You looked at him in the eye with a deathly serious expression.

" If this does end in fire, would you stay with me through the end?"

" i will, i promise … and it will not be just me. " He sweetly comforted you. " Helen, Briseis, Andromache … We are all with you. Don't rush into conclussions, darling. You are not alone and even if we have to escape from a burning city, we will make it together. "

[mdhwrites]

This might be a bit of a broad question, but what do you think makes a piece a media Timeless?

Is the sum of its parts or do you think its something in particular

So this is a subject that is both really simple and the answer sounds obvious but also is one of those things that can get lost in being pedantic. Worse yet, I feel like you might be asking this with the mindset of how most people talk about timeless works in that they're also commonly considered classics.

These two are not synonymous. The sum of somethings parts usually being greater than the whole while every individual piece is great is what commonly makes something a classic. Spiderverse, the first one and potentially the whole trilogy if it sticks its landing, will be considered classics because those movies are great in each part but combined together they're absolutely incredible.

This also makes what is a classic or not up for debate. If you don't like Shakespeare, you won't consider Romeo and Juliet a classic. You'll see it as over dramatic pedophilia potentially. (Not my opinion but I've seen more than one person like to do the modern 'criticism' angle towards Romeo and Juliet because of the ages of the two leads, not taking into account that that was probably pretty common back then.)

They're timeless however because of one thing: Audience resonance. Or, in other words, themes, and commonly how universal they are. This makes them much less up for debate.

After all, there are fantasy works that are timeless. That shouldn't be possible, right? I mean, they're set in medieval times for many works so the technology, social structure and even priorities of those characters shouldn't function for a modern society, right? Or hell, for something less bluntly absurd, just look at It's a Wonderful Life. The main character in that movie runs a successful business, has a wife and two kids and a full group of friends and allies and he's considered as just doing alright. To a modern millennial, that is an INSANE amount of wealth and could make the main character much less likable.

But to most, he truly is the good every man. Not just in that he does good things but in the doubting. In the jealousy. Mr. Bailey is by no means a perfect soul, but his soul does indeed shine bright. It's so easy to compare ourselves to others though. To always think we're not doing enough or not see the good we're putting into the world. The idea that all we make is mistakes and even if we're not literally worth more dead, we would do less harm if we were dead.

To any empathetic soul, this makes It's a Wonderful Life easily a timeless movie. It doesn't matter if what George Bailey faces is different from our modern context, what matters is that he is going through life, just like we all are.

This is actually something that a lot of bigots close a blind eye to. "How am I supposed to relate to this if the character is gay/black/a jew, trans, etc.? I'm not any of those things so it must be impossible for me to connect to this work!" They believe that racial background is everything. That you must have lived those experiences in order to connect with them.

We are all human though. No amount of time will ever change that what beats in our very beings is the same. How that manifests in personality, skin, gender, religion, etc. like that doesn't matter. We all face fear, anxiety, anger, joy, passion, etc. A common laborer with no ambitions can still connect to a mad scientist on the screen because the same feeling that scientist feels when he screams "IT'S ALIVE!" is the same joy of success and passion that that office worker gets when he puts down the last piece of a ten thousand piece jigsaw puzzle.

And while I say whether something is or isn't timeless isn't really up for debate, what is is whether it connects to you. I have two relatives who don't like It's a Wonderful Life. They are some of the most financially motivated and petty people I know, at least that are close to me. And neither are my brother shockingly enough, who loves the movie too.

I won't say that just because I try to have a universal outlook on things that I could connect to a story that is strictly that of an African American. I didn't have to live through the prejudice many of them face because of the color of my own skin. I can try my best to empathize though. That when they tell their stories and let their anger and frustration be known, I can try to connect with those emotions so I can better attempt to see the world through their eyes, if even briefly.

This is much of why while I write a lot of sapphic fiction, I root a lot of those elements in emotions like love, anxiety, fear, shame, etc. because I understand those emotions. I lack the specifics to make it resonate 100% with a sapphic reader, which is why I do recommend people check out proper sapphic writers if that's what they're wanting most of my works, but I can try to make it emotionally honest enough that they can see some part of themselves in the work.

Honestly, to me, what makes a work timeless actually makes anything that's emotionally earnest, and at least a 6 or7/10, hard NOT to be timeless. It also makes it damn near impossible for a work to have NO ONE who considers it timeless.

It just needs to be able to resonate and if you're worth anything as a writer, that resonance should simply be a part of your process. After all, your work should at least resonate with one person: You. Because if you don't enjoy it, why are you writing it?

[basketcasewithaprettieface]

Its been months, season and have past. Yet I feel the same way I felt back in the spring. I don;t have a very good image of myself or my future. My life feels meanless again with my purpose to go on. I lost al that I thought I had a year ago. I feel misunderstood most places I go. Or even the people I talk to. I sound like a damn teenager as a thirty year own women. I don't get on here much anymore. I normally have no words for the thought and feelings I wrestle with daily. So lets just start simple. Because sometimes when things feel heavy or complicated that what you need to do. OK, so physically I feel toxic ... My stomach is all kind of messed up. I haven't had my period for two months now.. No i am not pregnant .. But my period won't come. I'm convinced its the stress. My body is achy ... My back feels out of place... my neck is tight, and well my head feels like its gonna roll off my shoulders at any point now. My bf is blunt to the point I have a hard time interacting with him. In the fear hes gonna hurt my feelings. And I dont enjoy the long conversation I have to have with him to get him to understand. And I dont need another damn pep talk or manual of how I should do my life. Which is funny cause I have no damn idea what i am fucking doing at this point. I have some friends still.. Just not the ones I had a year ago. They all live far away . so my main friend is my bf. I feel really disconnected from everything . Which I thought I would like. But instead its making me feel more isolated and claustrophobic.. I have again weight but I am having a hard time being comfortable with my body's new form... my Hair is way shorter than i would like it to be. And i try to aviod washing it cause styling is feels like a full time job. I dont really care to keep. I just feel really awaful in my skin and I have no one that wants to listen to me whin.. hence why I am here writing something. Probably no one is ever gonna read. Shit,I would be shook if someone got this far. I am trying to see the positive, and trust the process. All i know is I cant fall back into the pattern I was before and I can't have the relationships I miss. it was all toxic. I see that , but I sure wish I had someone to confirm to me that I am not crazy. as pathetic as that sounds. Like someone who actually means it. The problem? I dont trust anyone anymore.