#let me know what else you want to see with these goobers!!!

[iamtheunicornwizard]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Gravity Falls Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fiddleford H. McGucket/Stan Pines Characters: Fiddleford H. McGucket, Stan Pines, Ford Pines Additional Tags: College Student Ford Pines, College Student Fiddleford H. McGucket, Moving, Young Stan Pines, AU: Stan and Ford Reconcile During College, Mentioned Caryn Romanoff Pines, Mentioned Filbrick Pines, Falling In Love, Waffle House, Smoking, Self-Indulgent Rambling :)

WOWIE ZOWIE, CHAPTER 3 ALREADY?!?!?!?!

[y0ur-lovrr]

aaa i love your fics. you don’t have to do this but what about reader who blushes every single time she locks eyes w/ chishiya? and he knows she likes him like the lil shitty goober he is…i just wanna see what you’d think he do in this situation :)

—watchful eyes

A/n; TYYY for the suggestion!!! I don’t know if this is good or not so if it’s bad i apologize lol <3

Pairing; Chishiya Shuntaro x reader <3

—you can’t help it, the way your eyes land on him when he isn’t looking, making sure to look at him when he isn’t looking at you so that he doesn’t know. (He knows.)

And right now is another one of those occasions, your eyes landing on him despite your spot at the edge of the pool, him leaning against one of the walls with kuina.

He isn’t looking at you-or atleast you don’t think he is-so it gives you the chance to look at him, your stare almost longing. In your eyes he is just perfect, looks and personality wise-except for the fact that he was a cunning bastard, it has its moments where it’s infuriating.

You don’t even realize how obvious your staring is, or that chishiya is starting to smirk to himself, obviously aware of your looking.

But then he turns to look at you, subtly raising an eyebrow at you, letting out a small hum of amusement as your eyes immediately widen as you look away, your face already starting to feel hot as your cheeks burn up. And in that moment, you know he knows.

Your mind is already starting to run a thousand miles per hour, and in that moment all you can do is just stare at the pool water as he gets off of the wall and makes his way towards you-his hands casually shoved into the pockets of his white jacket, his signature smirk on his face.

“You know…you stare a lot.” He huffs out with a teasing tone, taking it upon himself to sit next to you, and you feel your heart speed up at the fact he’s sitting so close to you, and the fact he’s also talking to you.

“No I don’t, I don’t…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You mumble with a shake of your head, trying to deny it-even though you know it’s true. It’s not your fault he always attracts your gaze.

“You say that,” he muses, pausing for a second to let the words simmer before he tacks on, “but everytime I look at you, you’re always looking at me. But when we meet eyes you look away, it’s almost disappointing.”

At his words he turns his head to look at you, his head tilting the side, his eyes digging into the side of your head, silently daring you to meet his gaze.

“It’s amusing really, that you can’t even meet eyes with me.” He teased in his usual casual tone, letting out a huff when you don’t say anything else, as if you had given up on denying it.

He reaches out and suddenly puts two fingers under your chin, gently tapping as a silent request for you to look at him.

“C’mon, look at me..I wanna see those eyes of yours.” He hums, his tone carrying undeniable amusement, hearing the way your breath softly hitches, but then you turn your head slightly to look at him, your cheeks immediately starting to redden as you guys lock eyes again. You have to put so much effort into not looking away, not that you want to, with the way his eyes are basically drawing you in.

“There you go…not so bad looking at me is it?” He questions, and you know better than to not know that he was teasing you like the little bastard he was, knowing he had the upper hand in this situation.

“It’s not so bad.” You huff out, finding yourself almost leaning into his touch. It’s then you realize the secret is out of the bag now.

“Who would’ve figured that you would like someone like me, hm? Im almost impress—“ you don’t let him finish because of the scoff you let out.

“How could I not? Do you not realize how great you are?” You huff out, your eyebrows slightly furrowing at him, gaining some of your confidence back. He lets out a low whistle at your sudden feistiness.

“And what is so great about me?” He asks as he raises an eyebrow at you, smirking as he waits for an answer, watching as you roll your eyes at his ignorance, turning your gaze back to the pool.

“I swear to god I am so close to shoving you in this pool.”

“Oh really?” He hums out in an amused tone, leaning closer to you, knowing you wouldn’t do that to him..or atleast he hopes you wouldn’t.

“One more word, chishiya, and I will—“

[revelboo]

laying my coveted collection of three (3) muppet dvds down at your feet/general offering table. my soul for some bluestreak, if you wanna. if not then enjoy the muppets- but! i never knew they did cover songs for stuff like "got my mind set on you" by george harrison and kokomo until recently!! or that bluestreak brought "the muppets take manhattan" with him onto the lost light!! idk i really like the mental image of this giant sci-fi robot next to kermit the frog, not doing anything in specific or whatever, just... vibing. if some cybertronians think humans are like weird protoforms, i cant help but wonder what they think of muppets, ykwim??? either way, have a happy new year!!

Blue needs some love and he’s such a goober sometimes. I can see him absently humming Rainbow Connection

Where I Belong Pt 10

Bluestreak x Reader

• Carrying you back to his quarters, he absently rubs a servo against you and warms when you hook an arm around it to hug him. “Sorry about worrying you. I didn’t want to bother Ratchet and it wasn’t really that bad. I’ve seen worse and-” Trailing off when you look up at him. Because he knows he’s rambling, but you don’t huff at him. Don’t tell him to shut up. You never do and every time you don’t his spark aches with it. With all the things he wants to say, but doesn’t dare. “Sorry.”

• When he smiles that self-depreciating smile, that sense of a lost boy lifts through you again. He’s older than you, much older, but still it’s there in the fear you see in his optics sometimes. An unsettled feeling you don’t know how to deal with, but that makes you think the smiles and chatter on the surface are all for show. That he’s still reaching for you like he had that first time, desperate and afraid. “Don’t apologize. Just take care of yourself. I like having you around.”

• Do you? No one else does and his servos flex around you as he lets himself into his quarters and sits on the side of his berth with you. Reluctant to give up your warmth. Feels bad about clinging to you like he does, but can’t make himself stop. Optics shuttering as he braces for the rejection, he mass shifts. Hears you yelp as you end up in his lap and he wraps his arms around you, chin on top of your head. “I like having you around, too.”

• Heart racing, you shudder and try to shake off that awful feeling of falling. Not even sure why you’re surprised by anything at this point when you live with a giant alien robot. Shrinking? Sure. Why not? “Warn me before you do that next time.” Or you might get sick on him. Distracted when he so gently curls his fingers around your wrist and pulls it to him. Watching him line up his palm with yours and even smaller, his hand dwarfs yours.

• “Sorry.” You’ve always been so small and fragile to him, but putting himself closer to your size really drives it home. Your hand so tiny in his. “I just wanted to hold you. And I can’t normally because you’re so small and you’re still small. I feel like you’re going to break,” he murmurs, embarrassed. You’re always touching his servos, hugging them, trying to comfort him. He wanted to return it, but still can’t. Like he can’t begin to explain how much he loves you for being with him. For not abandoning him when he’d needed you. For keeping him from being so alone.

• “I’m not made of glass.” Shifting more to sit across his lap, you reach back and find his other arm and pull it around you. Encouraging him to hold you like he’d wanted and you lay your head against him, seeing his door wings lift from the corner of your eye. “See?” You can hear his internal systems and the thrum of his spark as he cautiously rests his hand on your hip. “This is okay.” Breath catching as his head dips and his cheek brushes yours. That hand still curled around yours tugging so he can brush his mouth against the inside of your wrist, his optics still shuttered. That gentle touch spreading warm through you.

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Random Fic Idea

Since I've been seeing more people reading this post, just a heads up: the fic has been made.

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You know, we have a lot of 'Villain Chat Noir' AU fics, but is there any that have it be positive?

Like, Adrien getting to work along side his father actually leads to more father/son bonding because their villain identities are both goofy drama queens who finally found something they have in common. As well as both having outlets for the frustration of what they have to pretend to be in their real lives.

In the day time, Gabriel is sitting in his office, lecturing Adrien about upholding the Agreste name and dolling out his strict schedule. By night, Hawkmoth and Chat Noir are hold up in the lair, brainstorming puns and quips while Chat gently tells him to stop akumatizing Mr. Pigeon.

Their version of a fishing trip is stealing from the Dupain Bakery. "We're rich, can't we just pay?" "No, because we're evil." *Chat proceeds to leave money on the counter anyway.*

Gabriel coldly reprimands Adrien for getting anything less than an A, while Hawkmoth akumatizes the teacher who dared give his son a B+.

Ladybug is like 'Oh my god, there's two of them.' as Chat and Hawkmoth synchronise their team rocker-ass intro speeches and Mayura's just shaking her head because she has to live with these two goobers.

Gabriel's making a snobbish speech about those damn hooligans wasting their time with silly shenanigans, all while Adrien's resisting the urge to laugh 'cus Hawkmoth akumatized a baby yesterday and spent half of the fight trying to get the baby to pronounce his name right.

Master Fu wonders what horrors the villains are putting his innocent kwamis through, and it just cuts to Nooroo and Plagg dropping the beat.

Chat: *Starts helping old ladies across the street.* Hawkmoth: I knew that Marinette Dupain Cheng was a bad influence on you!

Adrien in the middle of class having a heart attack as an akuma flies straight into the window trying to get his attention. Adrien: Father, now is not the time! Hawkmoth: I just- I just- I just want to check if Chloe's pissed anyone else off yet. Adrien: Didn't Nathalie say no akumatizing until you finish your paperwork? Hawkmoth: She's not the boss of- Nathalie: Gabriel, I can hear you monologuing from the dining room. You better not be interrupting Adrien's education! Hawkmoth: Gotta go!

Adrien: Father, can you not akumatize one of my friends for five minutes?

Hawkmoth: Young man, what do you think you're doing? Plagg: Don't panic, Kid. Show him who's boss. We don't take grief from anybody. Adrien: I'm r-rebelling, Father. You don't own me! Hawkmoth: I do, however, own all of Plagg's cheese. Plagg: ...Okay, Kid, let's think about this-

[cynisterlycylly]

Part 2 of Cyn being the best character ever, if you want to read more of my crazy rambling go check out my first post about her. Onward to her Tessa cosplays!

Alright so this design is very solid and I love the vibe of it how it's able to go from mysterious and somewhat spooky to being a silly goofy goober. One of my favorite parts about her characterization is how differently she acts from the real Tessa but it's not obvious that she Cyn, like she has none of Cyn mannerisms and she has a pretty good excuse if she acts out of character because it makes sense that she wouldn't be the same person after all of that. (I hope this made sense, I am really struggling on how to express my thoughts on her) Another thing I like about it is how it looks like a uniform/ regular space suit while also being personalized by "Tessa" with the bow and the stickers on the helmet. Also she has some of my favorite jokes in the series like her insistence on being a human is very funny even without the reveal.

Ok on to the design that made me obsess with her

AAAASSAASSAASAAASSKRBJDJCFJFNHFBDJDJDHNEMEKSKDLDLDKFKKDKEMFNRNFNVJRN I LOVE THIS DESIGN SO MUCH! ITS GOD DAMN GOOD! I love the body horror aspect of design with human hands usually just hang there and the other robot parts just popping out of the skin and the stitches all over the place shows how badly Tessa skin is holding up, also the fleshy stuff around the eyes gives me the impression that she had to make Tessa eye sockets bigger so her robot eyes could fit. Another thing I love about the design is how expressive she is with her almost constant wide toothy smile and her X eyes are so cool I love it sooooo much!

Alright enough gushing about her design now on to her personality! I love how playfully vicious she was during the entire fight, she was having such a good time while everyone else was fighting for their lives, and I also love how she did not care about J being knocked out of the fight, she knew she didn't need her. I think probably her best scene was the callback ping scene, it is Just so fucking good I love it so much, the horror, the tension when v arrived I love so much. I also love how she just goes from scanning the area to immediately growing a thousand hands to try to find N and Uzi, like that is so extra you go girl.

Weird complaint but I don't like it when people say Cyn is impersonating Tessa when she says "hello uzi... HI N" like no that's just her being excited to see N because if she wanted to impersonate Tessa she would just spoke with Tessa's voice.

Alright on to why I think Cyn and the Solver separate entities, connected? Almost definitely but not the same. Alright my biggest piece of evidence is at the beginning of episode 5 we see cyn first wake up and we see on her screen "I will not discard you" why would the solver be talking to itself, another piece of evidence is Cyn say this "We know it mutates in damaged AI. It took Cyn as a host, then it took everything. The humans here saw what was happening at home, thought they could understand it. All they did was spread it". Now to be fair she could be lying but in this case there is no reason for her to be lying, lying about this wouldn't help her credibility as Tessa and we know she is trying to kill any other drone infected with the solver so why would the Solver even let other drones get infected with itself if it doesn't want other drones infected. Another point is this dialogue "Not sure it needs you, buddy." The wording here would be weird if she was talking about herself why would she refer to herself as a separate entity and at this point she has basically already given herself away as not just a human so no point in lying also Cyn is never shown to use it as a pronoun for herself and that feels important that she constantly refers to herself and the Solver as separate.

Here is at least what I think the Solver is, the Solver is a Eldritch computer virus that corrupts AI it infects and Cyn was it's first successful host and maybe like Uzi it started as somewhat dormant but awoken and then started to slowly corrupted Cyn making once innocent quicks and twisting them into horrific actions, for example think of Cyn mimicking Tessa in her hair for whatever reason and of course that eventually turn into Cyn wearing Tessa, or maybe look at her relationship with N how it started as N being Cyn big brother to being Cyn favorite toy.

Alright couple more things I need to mention before I'm done, I'm doing it as a list because I like organizing my thoughts in the form of a list

-FitzyVA did a wonderful job voice her, Cyn voice is a big reason why I love them so much so Fitzy if you somehow see this keep doing what your doing, your doing great!

- I love that she sometimes says what she's doing like when she said "Climbing. criss-cross applesauce" it's so great it reminds me of something I would do when I was younger

- I wish we got to see more of manor Cyn

- I do not have alot to say about tail Cyn, I think it's kinda funny she is now attached to her brother's girlfriend

- I wish we got to see Cyn and V interact more, like we know what V thinks of Cyn in the present day but we don't really know what relationship they had back in the manor

Alright I think I'm done for now I am tired and I want to go to bed.

Also thank you for reading my incomprehensible ramblings about everyone's favorite silly Eldritch horror robot

[jazzyblusnowflake]

OMG hi…I really like your art and was wondering if you wanna be mutuals??????????? Also tell me about your MD ships :3c

honey we are dating- .....okay yknow what- HI PRETTY & TALENTED LADY- yess i will absolutely love toooo 🙈💕💕💕💕💕

also lets see uhhh okay this is an excuse for me to just... expload-

keep in mind not every ship is meant for all of you so dont badger me about stuff that ISNT CANON or YOU DONT SHIP. contrary to whatever you believe, when somone posts about THEIR ships, nobody wants to hear about you NOT shipping it on THAT EXACT post.

hang in there, this gon be a long one >:p

First off we are starting strong with Nuzi- Biscuitbites obviously thats a given- these two just have too much to be said about why and how they make eachother the best version of eachother, whether they ever became canon or not- they fit like puzzle pieces- they lessen eachothers negative traits by being their for eachother.

next is Vuzi- Violentviolet, they are my favorite kind of enemies to lovers 😔 but its also tragic smh. kinda pissed off at how V always does something good in Uzis favor only when she is LITERALLY PASSED OUT- either in the camp ep on the bus or in Alices lab. like damn ofFUCKINGcourse Uzi wouldnt know she cares about her 😭😭😭

envuzi- Violentbitingbiscuits, i love these goobers with all my heart- they deserve the best 😔💕💕💕💕

envy - [does this poor ship just NOT have an exclusive FINDABLE tag name??? im calling them GoldenMemories...], i like to think that if they were in the manor still, and nothing bad had ever happened, these two would be comforting eachother in the healthiest way possible. V needs someone like N and N is just adorable like that uwu

Next we have JxTessa/Jessa- [calling them Fancyblades cuz why not-] J deserves some closure for the shit shes gone through smhhh 😔, its a tragic yuri of J loving and wanting something she probably already accepted she couldnt have, and even then she gotta deal with Ns ass being the favorite one regardless of how hard she tries to be perfect... sighhh i wanna imagine them in a future where Tessa was spared as the only human and J could save her 😭😭😭😭 Tessa might have loved doing mechanical stuff or wore black to hide grease/oil stains on her clothes from her parents and wore gloves to hide her oily stained hands- i want her to have a scene of wiring drones back to life and saving them and saying something like "hey there, you made it! dont worry, ill take care of you, youre my friend now :3" or something //dies//, also before anyone says it- even if Tessa was a teen in the flashbacks- romance is not exclusive to ADULTS, teens can love eachother without having sexual stuff involved. no she was not their MOTHER figure, she was their FRIEND who liked to fix robots for herself to not be alone in a house where her own parents literally chain her up as punishment. i dont even know why im arguing about this, people headcanon or make aus about characters NOT being dead all the time and if Tessa was alive for as long as J thought she was, Tessa would have been a perfectly fine adult either way. so counting this, yes shes canonically considered an adult when Cyn tries to imitate an adult humans body 🙄 makes as much sense as everything else i guess-

next ones i got is NorixYeva/Neva- Solverlilies- i just think theyre neat 😭😭😭 and once again, like everything else in this franchise- they are tragic yuris 😔 damn liam im finding a pattern over here 🤨 anyway, i like to think they either got closer in the lab experimentations or were already close when they were working as WDs in the campsite area for the humans. obviously canonically they were probably straight or just not into eachother romantically- [Nori either u have the worst taste men or Khan just fucking lost it after you died-] but also on the other handddd.... they have 2 hands and they are robots, i want them to kiss like two barbie dolls and im gonna make them do just that-

DollxLizzy/Dizzy- Bloodypink, wost fucking ship names ever, i cant find shit on them with these tags and it makes me angry >:/ at this point 2/3s of my ships are just tragic yuris smh, Doll did not deserve any of the things handed to her, even if she went about doing some things the wrong way i wish Lizzy didnt just abandon her- but then again, Doll did kinda abuse Lizzys trust and Lizzy got scared of being close to a serial murderer so.... morality calls this a draw? 😭 im crying... i wish someone was there to help Doll... sigh... i like to think Lizzy would have waited for Doll to just come back at some point... oh well, thats why AUs exist :"3 //sobs in the corner//

DollxUzi/Dollzi- Bloodybats, this ship is so underrated to me... they could have been... so much more. but why weren't they? did Yeva abandon ever getting close to Uzi when she was a kid after Nori died? did Uzi and Doll just never play around together as kids when their mothers were so close? were they ever close and something went wrong as they grew older? at worst they could have been like sisters together, and at best maybe more than friends. i just dont know what happened here, like Yeva could have tried to keep an eye on Uzi, maybe Uzi could have found Dolls powers so cool before having them too- i dont know theres literally tons of possibilities- but if Doll deserved to be saved or cared for by anyone, at least one of them should have been Uzi... sigh.

ThadxV- Killingblonde, yall this is... the cutest shit... ever???? like from here on out we kinda go into the more or less crackship territory but these two are adorable- Dumbass yet wholesome jock boy that just wants to keep his queen happy 😔👌👌👌 He and Uzi would have so much to talk about on "crushing on literal murder bots that stabbed and almost ate us" its literally love at first stab smhhh 😫💕

ThadxSam- Smokyjock ???? for some fucking reason??? i dont know what my brain did here man- i just like the trope of someone getting under Thads skin- like pair up the healthy sports loving gym boy with the lazy but wholesome dumbass that does drugs or is always just sleep deprived and Thad is always trying to just... take care of his ass and make him take care of himself but he just WONT SMHHH-

okay some more or less crack ships down here:

ThadxN: it speaks for itself. its too adorable and youll go blind from the light of wholesomeness-

ThadxNxUzi: Uzi will die here from the overwhelming wholesomeness... oh bonus if its just a 4s polycule of ThadxNxUzixV i mean i know im pushing my luck but.... random crackships go brr- V and Uzi will complain but love their dumbass golden puppy partners-

ThadxUzi: i think they could have been close and Thad caring about her as a childhood friend turned crush sounds just too cute for me 😔

LizzyxUzi: another random ass rivals to lovers or some shit idk what this is, Lizzy would pay Uzi to kiss the fuck out of her i dont make the rules-

ThadxLizzy: in some cases where they are NOT headcanoned as siblings or cousins, i think they have a good energy of wholesome jock bf and girly queen cheerleader lol, Thad is just a good bf eitherway-

DollxUzixLizzy: the gals would not leave a single second of silence for the small gremlin i swear to God- [Uzi is gay as FUCK for her gfs, absolute girloser unit with her gorgeous but crazy gfs]

okay for the end i have some characters that arent ships but i wish they could have become closer as friends or work out their issues...

J and N- too much abuse and toxicity here, i wish they could talk together more and see they have a lot of things in common- maybe a full line of dialogue from J without threatning N in every sense of the manner would be nice for a change =_=

Doll and V- again, a bit morally ambiguous to ship a character with the murderer of your family, esp when said murderer hasnt expressed regret lmao, but i wish they could at least be friends... Dolls disdain for the murder drones pushed her to end up the way she did. maybe if she didnt do it alone she would have been alive by now. so i like to think what would have happened if she and V could have made up- not necessarily Doll forgiving her- but at least having the space to grow and understand why they did they things that happened.

Cyn and literally ANYONE- i want the solver to be SEPARATE from Cyn- i wish Cyn would have still existed somewhere down there and was savable- i wish this poor child AI had a happy ending to her by connecting with the others as ACTUAL siblings... goddamnit 😔

aaaand thats it for this fine ass day 🫡 yall are welcome to ask about any of these- boy the tags are gonna be.... a lot.

[divinit3a]

For the ask game 💕

💕 Time for a shout-out! What are some of your fav AUs from other creators in the fandom? ⭑ dca au ask game

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@muzzlemouths Dead Mall Dare / DfTR AU(s) Dead Mall Dare was one of the first AUs I read (like, literally. 1-2 months ago!) & I went woooaaah they are fun removed from original context. Isn't that so neat ?? This isn't a rabbithole to fall in, tho. u_u No wayyy guys c'mon ... /j Likewise, DfTR is a treat to watch unfold & see people squirm ^-^

@r0b0-wannabe Botanical Garden AU (or just any of your stories, but I'm.. sticking to the law...s... ) Hi, I stayed up to 2-3am drawing ur boys bc Im normal about this AU & how endearing it is... obviously... (💚) I love your writing style & characterizations. Maybe this is silly, but, I also enjoy learning about plantcare, too :3

@sinister-sincerely 2nd Choice AU Oh, you are so evil. The username matches. (A COMPLIMENT!! Hehe.) Oh, you write drama, angst/no comfort, hurting/damaged characters making awful choices so well. It was wild doing a double-take to realize YOU! are the WRITER for 2nd choice!! Some day, I will get u. For now, run 💜🔪

@wyervan Human!Slasher AU :D Yay! Both the OG/Main storyline are wonderful. I find the community version very endearing as an AU-within-an-AU. (love that!) As someone who used to run RP groups (on god!) it fills my heart with joy to see people filling out a world with so much life. Your art style is delightfully grungy ^-^/

@pluck-heartstrings - Pluck My Heartstrings AU Ohhh. I am weak to fairytale/renfaire vibes, as well as the more classic harlequin jester aesthetic u_u<3 Plus, the Vocalist/Princess is just so dang compelling, too. Your design sense is impeccable.

@moon-buggg Haunted House & Mad Scientist AUs They are both so neat & I can't wait to learn more!! The Haunted House AU designs live in my head rent free along with the comics :3

@zenkaiankoku Broken but Better AU Lovely, torn-up designs! Yay, mechanical horror! Yay, angst!! And a delightful remix of their personalities, too <3

@authormeat Alienware AU ^-^ I am instantly delighted by the weird guy freak energy & that the yn IS an alien/monster. Thats all I want & more. I also love ur designs for other AUs

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[kibbles-bits]

any voxval fics you’d recommend?

Ah, yes, voxval fics... The one ship that finally made me cave and read explicit stuff. I am now numb to everything.

Everything.

I'll only be posting completed fics. Warnings, almost all of these are explicit. A couple also have Angel, you know, suffering.

And please mind the tags.

First off is a couple of favs that I always go back for a reread:

Corrupted Love by DoveFactory (Words: 149,495)

In a moment of blind desperation to one-up Alastor, Vox puts himself in a compromising situation that leaves him worse for wear. His state triggers something in Valentino who decides to change the nature of their relationship.

The title and summary of this is so misleading I thought it was going to be a dark fic but nope. The Vees are a bunch of goobers and Valentino always wins. I would scream about this every time it updated. I love the characterizations and their banter it almost made me forget there's sex in like every chapter. Honestly I wish there was more tags referencing the character/story stuff.

Virtual Reality by passthevoxcord (Words: 7,634)

Vox gets tired of his cybernetic biology being a barrier to his sex life, so he starts a new project to fuck Valentino in VR. Val will try anything once, but he has something else in mind.

This one ends up being so sweet I want to die. passthevoxcord's other fic, Only a Shadow, drives me nuts but its a WIP and hasn't actually gotten to the voxval yet.

choke behind a smile by gloriousmonsters (Words: 19,881)

"I'm not scared by extreme, although I doubt I'll find it interesting. What is it?" Valentino's eyes narrow slyly over his smile. "If you aren't scared, why do you need a warning?" Vox has everything under control in his new business partnership with benefits. His emotions, his unfortunate desires, the little mind games they play. Even Valentino himself. When Val offers an invitation to a special show he's performing, Vox knows it's a dare, and knows he has to take it, show Val that he can't be scared or destabilized. He has no idea of how deep under his skin the show will get.

Everyone's so normal. I love this Valentino. There's another Valvel fic that has the same Valentino I also recommend called bad girls go backstage.

Great Expectations by MarenRose (Words: 11,280)

“It’s his goal. Those three simple words. If he could get to hear them once, could let the reality of their meaning and spoken existence occupy his mind for only a few indiscernible moments, then maybe, Vox could learn to see the appeal of this god forsaken holiday. He might even learn to ‘love’ it too.” Or: Vox hates Valentine’s Days. His prick of a ‘wife’ is just too damn hard to please.

This miiiight have been the fic that made me Lock In on voxval? I'm not sure. It's sweet. Alastor is hilarious.

biting keeps your words at bay by Subedarling (Words: 1,511)

“You can’t hit me,” Valentino says. He’s practically vibrating with rage. “You’re not allowed to—you can’t hit me!” Vox sneers, cruel and mocking and hopefully masking the way his heart is breaking apart inside his chest. “Baby, I can do whatever the hell I want.” A decade into their partnership, Vox and Valentino have their first and last physical fight.

This might be the only non-explicit fic in this list. I am all for Val being the worst just because he's Like That. But I will not say no to an implied tragic backstory. I read this one a lot and want to die. Can I draw this. I want to draw this. Oh my god I have free time I can totally draw this...

And my other recs:

Just For The Record by PeppermintWalrus (Words: 13,795)

Vox is thrilled about his new film enterprise with his business partner, ready to build a lucrative empire for the denizens of hell to experience true cinema, in the only genre their depraved minds desire. There’s just one problem that he finds out too late; Valentino has never filmed porn before. Vox decides that some... hands-on teaching, is necessary to save their production.

Yeah you read that right.

a putrid feeling that i've addressed by spoondrifts (Words: 5,162)

They weren’t a couple because Valentino was pathologically noncommittal and Vox simply knew better. He tried the whole romance thing with a certain radio demon a few decades back, and he’d learned his damn lesson. Hell just wasn’t the place for that sort of cutesy bullshit. Also, he was pretty sure that Valentino was straight up incapable of love, which was both par for the course for Vox’s friendships and amazingly convenient—things couldn’t get complicated if there was nothing to complicate in the first place. Or: Full Moon, Vox/Val edition.

Haha I love pain. I lied, this is the second non-explicit fic.

Little Miss Hellion by DoveFactory (Words: 10,657)

Hell’s worst married couple spends a day of family bonding at a beauty pageant doing whatever it takes to make sure their daughter takes home the crown, because failure is never an option for the Vees. Pilot AU where Vox and Valentino are married and Velvette is their adopted daughter.

It's more Vees than voxval but they're married so.

The Art of Pimping by MarenRose (Words: 9,161)

Desperate to close a deal with one of the most lucrative investors in Pride, Vox does the unthinkable and pimps out Valentino for a one-time date. What could go wrong?

Val's attitude in this one is funny and Vox. Yeah. Vox made a mistake.

You Found Me by passthevoxcord (Words: 4,338)

Long before Velvette came along, it was just them. Vox and Valentino. Valentino and Vox.

Sobbing.

Something Less Than Dishonest by daphnerunning, Galiko (Words: 33,931)

He isn’t expecting the way Valentino walks, for some reason. Maybe it’s the extra limbs. Maybe it’s the wings. Maybe it’s the heels. Vox had skipped briefly through a few of the slut’s movies, for research, and isn’t expecting the way Valentino moves in person to feel so… Different. “…You must be my four o’clock,” he says, standing and offering a hand. Oh, shit, he’s huge. Valentino towers over him, easily would without the stripper heels. Vox is not afraid of heights.

Vox is so offensive in this it loops back around to hilarious.

Red Skies and Valentino by alternatedoom (Words: 86,050)

"Vox and I are special friends, doll. Go give him a kiss," Val says to the boy.

Angel does not have a good time. But the Voxval is nice.

before you go by xoTsundoku (Words: 4,426)

Before Alastor came into their lives, Vox and Valentino were happy. Maybe they still can be.

A Farewell to Ghosts by Accidental_Ducky (Words: 37,149)

"What do you think that is," Vox demands, pointing at the new guy. Valentino turns, eyes raking greedily over the man's body. He's gorgeous, skinny in a heroin chic way with big blue eyes and blond hair that falls just so across his eyes. "Hot." "Don't fucking call the ghost hot!"

The only human AU I've liked so far. Love the character interactions. Vox and Val are hilarious.

God I hope I didn't miss any. There's definitely some good WIP ones out there.

[chronic-shinposter]

I'm not sure about all of this, but can you give me a hint? The kaioshins dress very tightly and modestly because going out without clothes is considered sinful???? Was there such a thing in canon, or did fans make up a similar thing that kaioshin are like holy gods terrified of debauchery?

Warning: I go on a big ass essay that strays from your main question and of course everything listed here is opinions but with some anime/manga references to back up my thoughts. As a response to my coatless Shin post, that was just me being silly LOL. However this totally gives me an opportunity to talk about characters and I am all about that shit

A summary of my essay though: there is a moral code implied, but there's nothing specifically stated, and it's not so specific that it's about clothes and perviness and stuff. Every Supreme Kai (in canon) has a different idea of how to honor their position and their personal morals can be inspired by their duty but it doesn't mean they are one to one. Everything else is up in the air and are just personal conclusions (like, Supreme Kais all dress a specific way so it's totally possible this is a requirement, but there is nothing in canon about this) How someone treats the Supreme Kai role depends on the person though; some are way more relaxed and others are very uptight. Interestingly, sin IS mentioned in at least one of the English translations of the manga. (right to left)

Much like religion IRL though there are people who will use these codes and behaviors, meant to spread goodness and honor, to be toxic assholes. I actually kind of hate the general description of Supreme Kais in the DB wiki honestly because it goes with the assumption that every Supreme Kai (and adjacent role) is a good person when I don't think that's really true, it's just that all of them have similar jobs and their culture encourages politeness. Quite frankly, most of them kind of have a pole jammed up their ass and look down on others all too frequently (which like, they're gods, but in the context of the series they are SO UPPITY HOLY SHIT). Let's look at Gowasu, Elder Kai, Zamasu, and of course Shin. I think they're a good spectrum of the behavioral code in my opinion

Gowasu

Gowasu is one of the oldest acting Supreme Kais in the current canon. He is very polite and proper, good-natured, but has relaxed a lot over time and also just wants to have fun (bro wants to be a Godtuber in his retirement). I think because of his introduction, we kind of see that the standard for Supreme Kais is that they are mellow, like drinking tea, and tend to look at the little things. They very much have normal lives and might even teeter on the more "nothing ever happens" side, but time and peace can introduce them to ignorance just as much as inexperience can, leading Gowasu to make lapses in judgment about who he chooses as his successor.

Gowasu is honestly one of the most grounded Supreme Kais we've been introduced to because he is reflective of his mistakes and even remorseful, receptive to criticism and even questions the foundations of the god hierarchy in Dragon Ball Super. He also doesn't react much when approached casually by mortals, which shows that he doesn't believe himself to be above others even though, cosmically, he is. He is also, like, the only Supreme Kai we see actively get along with Shin as an equal even though age and experience lends him to be the "superior" one

Overall, Gowasu is experienced and looks at the good side of everything, but he is also casual and likes to be goofy. He very much understands that life is important but what use is that if you don't get to be a silly goober sometimes?

Elder Kai

Elder Kai is more on the extreme end in which him getting shit done is more like... an exception rather than a rule, he much prefers the lazy lifestyle that being so high on the cosmic ladder offers and he's not really afraid to show it. He is experienced (though we don't know if he was THE Supreme Kai of his time) but he does not give a shit about any moral standards, very much on the extreme end of the "life's about having fun" line

Elder Kai is openly a pervert-- in the original DBZ he says he uses his abilities to watch women from afar, he has nudie mags, eagerly accepts Goku's request when Goku promises him he can grab Bulma's boobs (I think this ended up getting dubbed out later lol). He believes in honoring age, which he shows when berating Shin for their difference in wisdom, but also in taking responsibility to give himself up first after Shin offers his own life to save Goku's.

He is not a bad person and holds respect for what it means to be a Supreme Kai, but he is no stranger to being a creepy fuck. He's a good example in that a Supreme Kai (past or future) does not really have to be what is considered "pure" to do the job and they have the free will to enact what they feel is the proper thing to do.

Zamasu

Elder Kai's all about having fun in life, while Zamasu goes to the opposite logical extreme: life is about perfection, and anything less does not deserve to be at all. I think Zamasu shows where this same behavioral code can go, because by all means he kind of checks all the boxes: he's polite, shown to respect his superior, takes his position as apprentice very seriously and similarly intends to take his role as Supreme Kai very seriously. He finds himself to be the most pure, but this idea is something he is so attached to that he ends up being one of the most corrupted of them all.

Similar to Gowasu, he is not above questioning the status quo-- he doesn't really put much heart into the Gods of Destruction and believes that holy beings such as the Supreme Kais should be in control of everything. In the manga, Zamasu views Shin and Kibito very highly at first because he thought that they were the ones that defeated Majin Buu. Of course, Shin corrects him and puts all credit to Goku & gang, which confuses the FUCK out of Zamasu because he believes Supreme Kais to be, well, the most supreme. Shin reflects in that the job should've been for the God of Destruction (in the manga here they loosely do imply that Beerus was asleep), but Zamasu is like "nah lol"

Zamasu weirds the fuck out of Shin by implying anything that exists is unnecessary, but kind of brushes it off because well that's Gowasu's thing to deal with LOL. (Sidenote this is why everyone should read the manga because they actually involve Shin in a very much Supreme Kai centric plot and it is actually nuts to me they don't do this in the anime. The anime arc is def my favorite arc in Super but they still kinda do Shin dirty)

I say all this to say that Zamasu's train of thought isn't exactly uncommon because the Supreme Kais are kind of in this culture where they are the most supreme, but most of them do have an understanding of nuance and understand why, despite being "the best", they serve a role and that role does not serve them. Zamasu doesn't have this nuance and we see where that goes as he makes Goku('s body) to be the exception to the unnecessary beings rule in his head

As an honorable mention, I want to say that Kibito isn't too different in this train of thought: he definitely finds himself to be superior to others, but he values Shin's authority so much that he is much more receptive to that nuance than someone like Zamasu, who eventually dismisses Gowasu's teaching. The worst Kibito would not be anywhere close to Zamasu because Kibito still believes in goodness outside of himself.

Shin

Shin I think is the best example of a Supreme Kai with a pure moral code that, in turn, is also not corrupted by that idea of purity. Similar to Zamasu, he's polite, shown to respect his superiors and his elders, and he takes his role very seriously. Shin is (from what I understand) the youngest Supreme Kai and also the newest, which also might be why high morals is so important to him in the current canon.

He respects Elder Kai as his ancestor, but is also horrified to learn about Elder Kai using his powers to be a creepy fuck, openly berates him for this, and reacts in disgust when Elder Kai tries to gift him a nudie mag (as Kibito Kai). Shin also states he's worried about how Kibito views the mortals, but believes him to have a good spirit and puts a lot of importance in that-- it's why Shin goes out of his way to meet Goku, and in the future timeline, why he goes out of his way to meet Trunks.

Shin is similarly disgusted by Zamasu when he reveals his true spirit and condemns him in the manga, believing that Zamasu broke the line of what it means to be a Supreme Kai at all. His values very much align with the Supreme Kai's job to preserve life and at the same time understanding that destruction is part of that sacred cycle. Shin deeply respects the current god hierarchy and doesn't question it; he just wants to do the right thing.

Though Shin takes his responsibility as Supreme Kai very seriously, he is pretty receptive to the fact that his universe has mortals more physically powerful than him and he is even thankful for this. He takes no offense to how casually he's treated by Goku & gang and listens to them. Shin, unlike other Supreme Kais we've seen, views himself explicitly as a servant to the universe; his life is just one part of it and if he has to give it up or to knock himself down a few pegs then that's what he'll do. I think we can even say he is a little too passionate about this idea, since he's literally offered his life to preserve another's at least 2 times now (one for Goku in Buu saga, another one in the Moro arc in the manga) to Beerus's dismay lol, and this doesn't count all the times he's gone out of his way or put himself in the way to save others from danger

One of my favorite Shin moments that I think captures who he is at a whole is at the end of ToP where it's just Universe 7 and Universe 11 left, and he leans over to say hello to Khai. I don't think this is a Supreme Kai thing, this is a Shin thing. He doesn't say hello because it's his duty to always be polite, he says hello because it is giving kindness in a tense situation.

in a nutshell

The different Supreme Kais (and adjacent roles) might have some similarities and I think their upbringing can give them a proper attitude, but ultimately they're all very different people and have different ideas of what it means to be a Supreme Kai at all. I'm sure there's a Supreme Kai out there in history that was always naked or a piece of shit or something but actually totally kicked ass at their job

Thank you for reading LMAOOO I just wanted to talk about them. Hope u enjoyed

[samscartoonsofficial]

Major art Dump incoming

all the MW ocs I have so far plus concept art of future ones in development.

I just want to have all my fav art pieces together in one post to track my progress :]

So of course we got the main trio themselves :]. My pride and joy. The amigos :]

Cephany and Tungston were the very FIRST fellas me and my partner came up with.

CopyKat came later to join the group after basing them on @havockingboo 's mimic species.

The idea just stuck after realizing they are the silliest cat alien in the galaxy. Their character is literally every cat meme rolled into one.

And I love them MWAH!! 🐈

NEXT UP!!

The villains!!!

EVIL EVIL EVIL ‼️💥‼️

Already planning on writing a comic for the trio. So if they would have any major villains it's THESE GUYS!

Brutus and Deoxy were developed by both me and my partner after we realized that if they're gonna fight bad guys. They should have some bad guys!

Took a while to make them and figure out what exact aliens we wanted for these guys!

But orugh the final result for them so far has been good :]

Deoxy still has a long way to go.

But Brutus is perfect.

Tagging @sammysamps 's once again because these are 4 out of theeeee...*counts fingers* 6 ocs I have based on their vampoctarion and Tremoctarion species!

The first two goobers are Oc x canon fanchildren.

The blue rocker lady is Joan

And the peachy Tremoctarion is my little princess Evangeline ✨

Me and my good friend @houseofdoodles love her and a certain crab pirate loves her too teehee :]

Okay let's see who elllllse 🤔

ANOTHER MW SONA STILL IN THE WORKS!

this was made by the help of another friend of mine

@coprolite-moment during a stream/magma doodle sesh! Its a Sona originally made for helluva boss. They really helped me develope and figure out this ladies color pallet/design which STILL amazes me btw HOLY shit 😭

But ALSO you should check out their dead eye comic hehehehe it's reeeeally goooooood :] *wiggles it around like I'm wiggling car keys*

Okay...who else? Uhhhhhhh

I have ONE unicorn fella I still gotta finish..aaaaaand...*counts all these rabbits*

THESE GUYS! again, another species inspired by havoc :] /theyre multiplying send help/

Cutler, Hartman, and...dog guy *squint*

I think I called him Richard but he's a fella I'm either gonna keep or scrap for later. Not sure yet

Same for Cutler!

But Hartman *kisses his head* I need to redesign you baby boy :]

Uhm I THINK that's it so far but honestly I know there's more! Might come back and edit the thread even more with updates!

But I got a pretty good chunk done.

I'll probably make a part 2 explaining concept for some NEW guys I've been thinking of all well.

Buuuuut thats it for now :]

[raasturi]

You know what, the Fairly OddParents fandom has been quite tame. Let's spice things up a little bit.

Doesn't anybody else get that silly feeling when you see fanart of Peri being like a father to Dev, like... where's the rest of you 😍? Don't be shy, show us where Dale is. Or are you too scared? (I wouldn't blame you, I was too at first)

Small warning: this post includes slight swearing and many brain-numbing headcanons. I'm not responsible for any mental anguish you may experience

I would like to quickly apologize to the 6 people shipping Peri with Dale. I thought I was the only one but it seems like I've finally found my people. Anyways, back to the topic.

Now that you're here, I may as well show some more art of these two goobers +some silly headcanons. These are my AUed* versions of the two in my odd semi-realistic style that I completely ditch whenever I don't have the patience to draw faces (I often suck at drawing them. No wonder all my OCs are furries)

Note: him being slightly chubby and him having mobility issues are both headcanons I have shamelessly borrowed from others in the fandom. Also am I the only one who thinks Peri WOULDN'T be 6 ft tall? In the series he's like 5 apples tall, so wouldn't it make sense for him to be a bit short?

Note: there's like a bunch of lore explaining the reason why Dale looks so fucked up in my version. I scarred him for life, oopsie! But at least he has Peri now who "forces" him to go to therapy 😍. I may need to make a seperate post where I only talk about him and his past if I have the motivation.

I know a lot of you don't even know the pain of trying to convert a stylized character into a realistic style and still making them look good and kinda recognizable. I envy you who have less realistic art styles.

*And yes, I did say AU. More specifically I'm talking about the "Missionaries of Eden AU" (by me). I'm not gonna go into detail now, but basically it's a semi-biblical and more serious take on FOP, where the fairies are angels, anti-fairies are demons and pixies... I think they can stay as pixies, or maybe they're ghosts, bees? (There's a lot of things I still need to figure out) Their tasks are to work as missionaries on the planets of Eden (planets where life exists). There's a bunch of other lore (some of which I've explained on my casual/personal account on Instagram), but it's best I leave it for another time.

Btw: if you've seen me talk about a "Below the Stars AU", "Bible AU", "Ager DLC" or something else, it's all just the same thing. I just had a hard time coming up with a good name for it lol.

Also speaking of which, I have another post coming up (hopefully) where I explain my reasons for shipping Peri and Dale. It can honestly, out of context, seem like a toxic yaoi crack ship, but believe it or not but I managed to make it the opposite; plausible AND healthy. I want to enlighten you all plus I really want to yap about them.

It feels super funny to ship such a underrated ship. I'm used to shipping semi-popular ships, so to now be all alone feels kinda fun! They have so much potential and so few are seeing the vision?? Though to be fair I'm also glad it's not that famous lmao.

Ps. Ignore the fact I haven't posted anything here for at least half-a-year. All my mutuals are on Instagram, so I don't have a need to post here, though now I've decided to dedicate this account to hyperfixation slop so maybe you'll be hearing from me much sooner.

Ps. Ps. I currently have a 22-page-long google doc filled with lore and info about almost everything I've thought of for the AU, but it's 80% in Finnish so sharing it is useless.

Man, I love writing unnecessary long posts knowing I'm the only one reading them❤️😍 though if you HAVE gotten this far, here's a little treat:

My body refuses to draw Dale in his original outfit. I like to pretend Peri helped him change a bit (most notably taking off his goddamn shoes, though they do have some lore that I've created. GGHHRRAAA EVERYTHING HAS LORE ATTACHED TO IT GRRRR). Also Dev isn't actually grumpy, he just likes to act tough.

My art style looks probably so inconsistent❤️

[hayesflint]

i love caught-in-the-rain-wet-cat man and his goober husband

sharing my thoughts under the cut for those of you who felt let down (spoilers for the last dance, obviously) (long)

a friend of mine, despite loving the movie, felt disappointed by how the movie handled venom and eddies relationship and lack of explicit queerness. and yet, upon discussing it with me, there is so much there. if you feel disappointment, please consider:

-the way they behaved with each other: constant contact intimacy, licking his face, fixing up his clothes, venom constantly fussing over Eddie, always talking and chatting in his head.

-wishing they had a slow, family life explicitly. "you'd make a good dad."

-eddie looking wistfully at a bride and groom

-venom admitting that to save eddies life in the first movie, he merged their souls. if that's not soulmates, idk what is. a soul bond so powerful that one of the most powerful beings in the universe desires it (in this version, we will just work with the movie lore for the purposes of this post, yeah?)

-the whole movie, their relationship was never in question. it was always framed as "you and me vs the world". the promise of the movie was 'eddie and venom want to get out of this situation to go and see a landmark together.' can you think of another movie of the same genre that has such a small, domestic character promise?

-speaking of genre, the fact we got an action movie so character relationship based around two characters is already groundbreaking. like, they weren't fighting to save the world, that was secondary. their primary goal was each other. they pushed the absolute boundaries of the genre all to favour telling a story about how much venom and Eddie mean to each other, not how heroic they would be if they saved the world.

like, the helicopter scene? so many unnecessary shots of just them making eye contact and crying because they start realizing that maybe it might not work out. they aren't grieving losing the battle or the fate of the world, venom knows he can fix that. that scene is them grieving the time they would lose with each other to do that.

-about the 'he is my best friend' line to leaf. in context, he was just about to reveal an alien to the boy who explicitly said he didn't want to meet one. i interpreted him saying 'he is my best friend' as a way to help the kid prepare and cope, keeping with the whole 'he is good with kids' thread that venom praised him for earlier. 'best friend' translates to 'not murderous like those other ones down there ok?' in context. if they were to make them explicit in the movies, that would not be a good scene to go it.

all of this was done in a action superhero movie. this was a relationship movie that wasn't between a hero and the girl he wants. a superhero movie without a prize love interest or even a love triangle for tension and conflict.

the last dance did so much, and even though we didn't get the last step of explicit queerness, we got everything else they needed to pull that off and they broke alot of genre tropes to do it

and i think we would all feel a bit better if we recognize that. (and my friend thought i should post this hahaha)

[dootznbootz]

I'm not very fond of Epic AUs where Odysseus adopts Astyanax.

It's fine for a one-off joke or comic and ofc this is just my opinion but... if Astyanax lives (like in Racine's play), he should always stay with Andromache. His actual mother, yk. Not with one of the men who sacked Troy. Zeus' prophecy is bound to happen and Odysseus knew keeping the infant around was a bad idea.

If Astyanax dies, I want to see him in Elysium with his father, finally in a peaceful place and having all of eternity to catch up. Then Andromache joins them (sending her to Asphodel would be too cruel) and they finally reunite.

Would anyone picture Neoptolemus adopting Astyanax ? The son of Achilles, who dragged Hector's body in a chariot. No ? So Achilles' associate doing the same would be weird.

And Odysseus ? I want him CRAVING for a son, waiting for so long until he can express his paternal affection (and always cursing Palamedes even after his revenge 😂).

Him meeting Telemachus all grown up should be his first real shot at fatherhood. It'd be underwhelming if he already had a little boy with him. If Telemachus has a little brother, Penelope should be the mother. Or they adopt another baby together afterwards. No Astyanax and ESPECIALLY NO TELEGONUS !

So yeah, imo Astyanax and Odysseus don't belong with each other. Any thought ?

Headsup: This is just an opinion. My opinion does not matter. If you like this AU, PLEASE don't let that stop you from creating! Just because it's not for me, doesn't mean it's not for you or for someone else :D

I absolutely agree and you absolutely put into words WHY.

There's the term "woobifying" and in some cases...I think that's what people just often do with Epic/The Odyssey. (especially from Epic) I'm saying as someone who is a very soft and fluffy person. I love soft and sweet fics and ideas. I love stuff that makes me smile. But I almost feel as though with certain soft things, you're taking away what makes characters who they are. which DOESN'T make me smile lol

like I think there's more fun in simply a "no-war AU" than the "Astyanax lives AU" xD like, that way, Odysseus is with his family, gets to be a dad, Astyanax gets to live (let's not think too hard about how "no war may have meant no Astayanax")

As that way, they still get to be in character as well.

Penelope and Odysseus for example, are scallywags lol. They scheme and swindle. They giggle and kick their feet when they get extra cattle. They hold grudges. They can be snooty and prideful. They're as full of love as they are full of hate. Odysseus, during the Sack of Troy, in both the Odyssey AND Epic, will do whatever it takes to get home. Like yes, in Epic, Jay has it where Odysseus has to "become ruthless" but I can understand what he's doing with the narrative. Odyssey Odysseus? Um...Iphigenia is proof that Odysseus is already ruthless.

Btw, why is Astyanax the only one Odysseus would want to save with these AUs? What about Iphigenia? Is it because of Epic?

Yes, I DO think Odysseus (and Penelope for that matter) have a lot of parental instinct. I plan to write Odysseus carving lil wooden toys for random kids just as something to do. He does tricks. (ngl, while it seems they weren't around in the Mycenaean era, Yo-yos were a thing in ancient Greece. I just KNOW Odysseus would be the type to do so many tricks. (also string and wood🥹)) He has a soft spot for Greater Ajax's boy. My goober was friends with Menelaus and Agamemnon even before he met Penelope (he saw two exiled guys take back their kingdom and thought "hm??? vulnerable state??? They're very rich?? hehe >:3" but then became fond of them. The reason why he went to Sparta was to help Menelaus with Helen but fell in love himself.) and he's carved lil toys for Agamemnon's kids

He's carved lil Iphigenia toys. She likes Dolphins. He still helps sabotage the letter in some myths and even hypes up the crowd.

Even if it IS just based on Epic, "The Horse and The Infant" and "Just a Man" are HUGE turning points for Odysseus. Or even just a show of character. Like yes, "Odysseus is learning ruthlessness" but he already is ruthless. He literally says "I would trade the world to see my son and wife". AND HE STILL DOES THE DEED! HE WAS RUTHLESS SINCE THE BEGINNING! The Second song in the Musical and it already tells you about Odysseus and what he is willing to do. Is he sad and haunted? Yeah. Still did it.

And I really love that as that's Odyssey Odysseus as well! Odysseus isn't an unfeeling violent villain. He's just a man.

Also...What happens in the Odyssey is no fucking place for a child. ;~; The cyclops, the Goddesses, the monsters? Why should a lil boy be anywhere near that? How did he survive while drifting to Ogygia? Does Poseidon try to keep them together? As no one would be in the state to take care of each other together for that many days.

And in general, in the Odyssey, to me, it's such a huge thing that he literally lost EVERYONE. THAT HE IS ALL ALONE. All of the people who were with him are now dead, and there was nothing he could do. It was already fated.

It's horrible but there's something so poetic in him being the "Sole Survivor", especially after all the hell he went through.

Also yeah, I DO really hate the thought of Telemachus knowing "You took care of this baby when I needed you?". Like my OdyPen have a daughter after he returns as the whole "only one son" and that's already really hard for Telemachus to watch Odysseus be a father for her, regardless of how often and how adamantly Odysseus reassures him that Odysseus desperately wished to do the same with him.

[edupiii]

*slams head into marble counter top, causing cups to fall onto the floor with the sheer amount of force*

I HAD A THOUGHT. POSSIBLY EVEN A THEORY.

or im just late as hell to the party

Spoiler Warning for Episode 7 of Murder Drones Below

ALRIGHT! Now I KNOW this shit is going to sound kinda crazy but STICK WITH ME HERE PLEASE-

I was just wondering around YouTube and I got this video made by @sutekh94 (sorry if you didn’t wanna be pinged Sutekh, if you’d like i can take the @ out) suggested to me. I watched it cause I like to see what other people say about the cringy media I consume rapidly.

At one point in the video, Sutekh is talking about the end shot of Uzi being in sppaaaaace saying that she was “shot into Copper-9s orbit”. I paused the video and looked at the clip on screen which was this BEAUTIFUL scene. Absolutely stunning.

Now at the end of the new episode I had a brain thought that this could be an outside shot of Copper-9, but then I found that too odd. However, seeing someone else say it has me looking into stuff. So I went through all the times we’ve seen Copper-9 within the series and found that yes, this very much is Copper-9 and Uzi stuck on its orbit:

highlighted circle is of the Little Rock’s orbiting Copper-9 that bump into Uzi

We can see the rock orbits, the space between Copper-9 and the (possible) moons it has. The Saturn moon being close up in the first angle we see from the first episode, but it being far away in the newest episode. This shows the distance and that despite being seen as farther away now, the Saturn moon is still the one we see so commonly in MD during the night.

But I was confused why it was like this? Why would it lead to the planets orbit? I understand the planet has a massive hole in it, but still it seemed like an odd occurrence.

Now- this is where I start sounding like I should never be let outside in public spaces-

Before we see this final scene of Uzi in spaaaacee, we watch The Solver/Fleshaa/Cyn go down that exact same hole saying: “honestly, I’m starving.”

It also references eating earlier on in the episode when talking to N: “Let’s eat.”

The Solver/Fleshaa/Cyn came to Copper-9 to initially get rid of other solver users that it knew of (Uzi and Doll), as well as find the cross with the patched code in it. First it destroyed all possible evidence involving the solver and the patch (scene where it explodes the computers and lockers in episode 7).

Secondly, it goes after Doll. Doll was against the Solver because she refused for it to use her to “eat the planet”, to which Flesha says, “not sure it needs you buddy”, then killing her.

Next it went for Uzi. It was originally going to kill Uzi acting as Tessa, however when N decapitated her that was no longer an option. Instead, it shifted into using Uzis body. At this point, she also has acquired the cross thanks to N. It goes ahead and destroys that too, checking another box off the list.

The Solver then went to kill N but was stopped by Nori, causing there to be a new target added to its hit list. In the fight with Nori and N, the Solver shows little respect for Uzis body. On multiple occasions it try’s to get Uzi killed. It knew N would try to stop this from happening, but even if he didn’t save Uzi, that would still be a win for the Solver.

It then try’s to eat Nori, wanting to get rid of her as quickly as possible since she poses the most threat to its plan. It’s interpreted by N and then loses control over Uzi. However, Uzi then proceeded to PUNT her mom down the flesh hole, resulting in Nori to be checked off the hit list as well since she would be assumed to be dead.

With Nori, Doll and the cross/patch gone and Uzi no longer under its control, the Solver retreats back into its Flesha form, surprise attacking N and Uzi. I would assume that the Solver doesn’t perceive either of these traumatized goobers to be a threat, seeing as it try’s to kill the pair but ultimately fails.

With all other players out of the field, The Solver no longer has anyone it deems as a threat. Dropping down the hole in victory and into Copper-9s orbit.

The Solver as we have seen eats oil, drone cores and human flesh and blood. With all human life (possibly) being wiped out entirely by being eaten, the Solver is starving. The next best option: drones.

Copper-9s current residents are only drones. Specifically worker drones who have no weaponry or Solver powers. The drones have governance over themselves (aka, sentient), so the Solver can’t just brainwash or order them into being eaten. So it plans to do it in one big final swoop.

It has been said on multiple occasions throughout the show: eating the planet, eating worlds, etc. but i (personally) never thought of that being an actual possibility. With the Solver/Flesha/Cyn in the orbit of Copper-9 and all possible obstacles taken care of, it is free to gorge itself on the drone inhabited planet, finally satisfying its endless hunger.

I would think it would do this by creating a NULL void, as the endless void/black hole can be acquainted with the idea of a always starving being. Something that can never be full. Never satisfied. We see this with earth and the core of Copper-9. We can also see this in the other times we have seen the NULL void appearing: a flash back in episode 4, killing the Sentinels in episode 6, it being in the sky in episode 7 during the murder drone apocalypse and probably a bunch of other times I didn’t write down.

The Solver didn’t get to fully eat Copper-9 all those decades ago, but now it’s come to finish its meal.

If this has already been a known thing and im joining in late, i profusely apologize for wasting both your time and my own.

As for a motive for The Solver doing this: to eat. It isn’t fighting for the freedom of drone kind or fighting against humanity because of the way they treated the AI they created, but rather uses drones as vessels and a food source. Often, Eldritch beings have little reason to care for anything. They do what they please and it’s horrifying because there is absolutely no way to deter this force or even try to talk it down. It’s above emotion and morality. It is all that matters and those beneath are seen as nothing but insignificant animals to yield to its power. It doesn’t want to dominate or rule a universe, it just wants to consume it.

[chimimon]

Melon

True to Timeline - Geto x f!Reader

Disclaimer! What you are about to read contains the following: angst, vulgar language, lack of communication, mentions of character death, not enough silly or fun times :(

& what I have to say is… SOMEONE BUY MYE A PLANE TICKET. TAKE ME BACK TO SUGINAMI! IM BEGGING YOU PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, TAKE ME BACK. And you. Yeah you, @iamthemain-character. Next time don’t call me a hoe when you request something, you goober.

A Japanese summer meant feeling suffocated in hot and humid rain. But the downpour was beyond weather, soaking into the rest of autumn, dampening December before stopping in February. The month felt bathed in change and grey skies. Each morning had been cold, but the nippy air let up today as you walked around town with Suguru Geto, who had been getting quieter every time you would see him; and it was getting harder to feel like you were a good distraction.

“Is it any good?” You two were comparing melon sodas outside a convince store.

He took a big gulp before lifting the glass to stare into the bottom of the bottle. “It’s okay,” Suguru said unsure of himself. “It's not as sugary which is nice.”

“Really?” You furrowed your brows as you pushed your bottle away to read the label better. “Can I try yours before you drink it all? Because this one tastes like green dye and a waste of yen.”

Suguru chuckled as you two traded glasses. Another big gulp and he scrunched his nose. “What the hell kinda melon is this?” He placed it on the ground between his feet. “Hand that one back to me before you finish it,” He reached out without looking. “Just one more sip before you, little lady.”

You swallowed most of it down before handing it over. You swirled the light green liquid around, “That’s one sip for you, sir.”

“There’s like nothing in here now.” Suguru rolled his eyes, flicking the glass before having the rest.

The wind was picking up, you pulled your coat up to cover your face before turning to him again. Suguru was staring at the street without looking at anything in particular.

“You don’t have to make time for me you know.”

You shifted to face him. “I know I don’t have to?”

“I mean, Melon sodas in February?" He made sure to keep it light with a chuckle. “Really?”

“You didn’t say anything about it when I bought them. Or when I asked if you wanted to try the melon flavor. Or before we entered the convenience store. Or you before we left the school. You know, the list goes on.” You teased.

Suguru took a deep breath in with a thin smile. “I’m just saying, you don’t-” His eyes dropped before he continued, “I can get them next time. The drinks.”

Everyone else might gloss over it, the short pauses in speech, or the lost look on his face when he’s deep in thought; but to you, it was like walking past a limping dog. You either deliberately ignored its stride or have never seen one.

You two left from the front of the convenience store, across the street, and toward the station. A salaryman sliced by, nearly smacking you with a dirty look. On instinct Suguru pulled you in before the man could bump into you while eyeing the biker back, muttering under his breath.

He looked too upset by it, making you uneasy. “Suguru,” you patted his chest. “Suguru it’s okay, I’m sure he just didn’t see me,” you reassured.

“Yeah, well I’m sure he saw you,” Suguru said annoyed. “I know he did.”

Dissuading him with optimism meant arguing, and arguing meant fighting, and fighting was the last thing you wanted to do with him before the second cross light turned green, so you just shrugged. It was tough to feel like you were doing anything to take his mind off August. All your time spent together felt like you were wasting his, like he had better things to do even if it were just to look lost in deep thought.

Last February was just as cold, walking down the same streets to be teenagers in between assignments. When warmer weather rolled around, you would stay out longer, to either train or hang out, but with him, it never felt anything short of fulfilling. It was trips to the aquarium, going into those face-construing photo booths, and buying silly things that reminded you two of each other. You were slowly giving him a collection of plant-pressed papers, always using the first page in a small stack to write something meaningless and keeping the second one for yourself. Sometimes you would include an outlandishly cartoony pen for him to use, and sometimes you would see him use it in lessons. For you, he would buy coin pouches and card holders for the station. You had six-coin purses and three pass holders by July of last year and alternated between them, making sure he knew when you switched them up.

The coin purse you were using right now was made to look like a brown baby penguin, but Suguru picked it thinking it was a Kiwi bird. The pass holder he included was supposed to match with sliced kiwis and stars printed on the corners. Today you made no show of using it as you quickly smacked the card onto the reader. And if he noticed, he did not make it known.

In March you wandered around a street market alone, picking up fresh fruit to take back to your room. On the corner was an older woman tearing tan paper bags while a man around the same age was pressing clovers into the corner of each sheet. They were a friendly couple that seemed excited to have someone so young interested in buying pressed papers, so much so that they offered you to take some sheets with Sakura imbedded. The petals perfumed the soft, textured surface and you felt like you needed to save it for something special.

You saw Suguru three times that month, and he saw you once.

In April, you caught him outside the showers and at the time could not bring yourself to give him the clover-pressed sheets. It felt wrong but you let him wander out of view until the following week when the smell of cigarette smoke drew you to some double doors at the end of a hall. You crossed your fingers in hope that it was who you thought it was, and that they were with Suguru.

“Sup,” Shoko blew a puff of smoke away from you. “You look down, am I not who you were looking for?” She smiled at you.

“I just had something for him.”

You held onto the fabric-clothed gift, and she smiled at it. “What’s on it this time?”

“Clovers.”

Shoko leaned onto the bar of the balcony. “I’ll be honest. I haven’t seen him or Gojo around lately.” She said with half a smile now. “Do you think they know we’re looking for them?” She let out with a sharp chuckle.

You just stood there, letting that question hit you before swallowing the lump she pushed up your throat. “Is he on an assignment?”

She shook her head. “Not that I know of.”

You thanked her and left to hopefully find him. It was when you gave up looking, finally heading back to your room that you caught sight of him. He was looking in a mirror and was studying himself. Suguru was still and so were you.

Just move.

He caught sight of you in his reflection, turning to look before waving you over. Suguru smiled and he looked exhausted.

“Is that lunch?” He tilted his chin to your hands.

“No food here.” You smiled back. “But we can grab something if you’d like.”

Suguru took the gift that you now pushed out to him, feigning bashfulness as you scratched the back of your leg with your foot. “You are never going to believe what’s in there.”

“A liter of melon soda?” He said with the same feigned embarrassment.

It made you laugh but butterflies swarmed your stomach as he removed the blue cloth revealing papers held together by a white string. Suguru smiled at the clovers and rubbed his thumb over the sheets. “Just a little luck,” he thoughtfully read. “To your favorite peer?” He pretended to be hurt by it.

“Yes, my favorite peer.” You wiggled your fingers in the air. “Which is you, if you don’t already get that.” You tilted your head. “So does my favorite peer want food? Or…?”

“Not if you keep calling me your favorite peer.”

“Yes sir, Suguru-Sama.” You lazily saluted him as you two headed off.

The room was so compact that if you scooted back after sitting down, your chair would hit the wall as the most delightful scent of greasy fried food to fill the air. An older man stood at the center of it all, taking orders from a table wrapped around the kitchen which in turn was wrapped with customers. Suguru ordered chicken katsu with a runny egg over rice and you ordered the same. Then another man from the center poured you both the most refreshingly watered-down cups of tea.

“Oh,” you set your cup down. “Did I tell you Shoko was looking for you?”

Suguru didn’t even flinch, pretending not to hear you as he took another sip.

“And that I found 8,000-yen strawberries a couple weeks ago?” you rolled your eyes.

Suguru snorted and turned to you. “You didn’t buy them, did you?”

“And what if I did?” You said smugly

He pinched the bridge of his nose before looking away. “I’d have to keep you from shopping on your own then.”

Two bowls were set in front of you. And all you could think about was his ignorance of Shoko.

“Not like you’re any real help when I shop.” You split apart your chopsticks, “I don’t think you could stop me from buying the next 15,000-yen watermelon I see.”

“It’s not in season yet, is it? Wait, don’t tell me.” Suguru leaned on the table toward you. “It was square, huh.” He hummed.

“Yeah, and I was told it had magical powers.” You took a big bite of the sweet and savory chicken.

Suguru shook his head, and the banter continued like this for the rest of the night. The scene felt nostalgic, the air, his laugh, like you he was back to normal and thought almost wiped away his careful ignorance of Shoko.

Almost.

May brought quick phone calls and another coin purse. It was a fluffy bear with a bell on the zipper and inside was 8,000 yen and a sticky note.

Use this for something other than strawberries.

Suginami in late June held the busy grocery store scene just five minutes away from the station and some of the sweetest peaches you had ever tasted. Suguru had joined and was pulling you away from some outrageously priced pack of cherries. You were clearly messing with him, but he was playing along, tugging you by your bag, blocking your view, and nearly snatching your hand when aiming to grab you by your sleeve. Afterwards, you both parted ways because Shoko wanted to see you and it made you wonder what Suguru would think if you told him that.

You found Shoko texting on top of her medical guide seated at a park table. “So, how was the market?”

“Good,” you said thoughtfully.

“Did you go with anyone?” She teased.

“I thought I told you about it already.”

“Hmm,” Shoko closed her book and set her phone on the cover. “Suguru seemed excited about seeing you.”

You smiled at her book and brought your leg up to cross. “He seemed better.” You spoke. “But I can’t always tell.”

“Well, I caught him smiling as he left.” She said bored.

The smile on your face deepened. “Do you think he’s getting better?”

Shoko sighed. “I was trusting you to tell me.” She leaned onto her book. “I’ve been counting on you, you know.”

“Has Gojo said anything?” You said after some silence.

Shoko shook her head and said that if Suguru seemed busy, then Gojo actually was. “But he at least says hi when he sees me.��

You nodded decidedly to talk about something else. Normally those two felt like elephants that sat in the back of your conversations with Shoko. Their presence, or lack there of become more apparent as time went on, but if you ignored them for long enough it would eventually feel like sitting under some summer shade. That would normally work but Shoko felt playful and suggested something you had not thought about since last July.

“Shoko, that’s not funny” you hit her shoulder. “We are just hanging out.”

She was tossing around a pack of cigarettes like she was about toss in another to juggle. “I wouldn't tattle if you were going to call it a date. I don’t think he would mind.”

You leaned back, tilting your head toward you shoulder as you raised a brow at her. “Sure, you wouldn’t…”

“But I did ask him to make sure you left before buying any more fruit.”

“Is this about the strawberries? He told you about that? I didn't buy those strawberries,” you groaned playfully. “I’m not that dumb.”

“Well, you’re dumb enough not to tell when someone seems to like you.”

“Seems.” You emphasized. “I’ve been too busy trying to get him to talk to me some more before can I try to get him to like me back.”

“But he already does.”

“But he literally does not.” You stated back. “Don’t get my hopes up when I’ve already brought ‘em down.” You feigned chest pain.

Shoko chuckled before finally lighting the cigarette she was playing with. “I meant he was already talking to you, genius.” She lied with a smile.

It was dark before you both walked to your rooms, and seated outside your door in the dim hallway was a folded piece of clover-pressed paper.

Good luck back to you,

Your favorite peer.

The letter was now tucked into the top right corner of your mirror. You stared at it and then at yourself. It felt nice to have proof that he was thinking of you again because seven-coin purses apparently meant nothing compared to one handwritten note.

The Sakura papers would stare at you some nights and when they did you would pull them out to breathe in the scent of their petals before promptly tucking them away. They had to be used; you would remind yourself. Paper not used was paper wasted, but the words you hoped to jot down were typed repeatedly in your note app, then on a documents site in class, before being edited manically only for the whole draft to be cut. There was nothing you could say that seemed right for Suguru.

Everything felt too honest and raw before it watered down to something that didn’t sound like you. Creating drafts with Suguru in mind made thinking or writing impossible, like no combination of words were good enough for you to take out of the draft. Not if they were words that would be handed to Suguru.

You took out sheets of paper you occasionally stole from his gifts, setting the Sakura sheets aside off your desk. The sentiment and nostalgia that sprung from each page were nauseating, and pulling out a pen enhanced the feeling; but tonight, you were going to write for yourself. You were going to recount your favorite memories, thoughts, and anything you cherished in case you could no longer distract or entertain him the way Suguru needed, in case he would vanish, and this was all you could keep for yourself.

At a time that was too late to be night but too early to be morning, you pulled out a sheet of Sakura paper to ask if he would like to go to a festival. The oceanic hour took swept you away as you drifted from your room to tie up dock on a bench, settling to watch the sun peak over the hill with the note in your hand pinched between a finger and thumb. Leaning your head back against the wall, you could hear someone walk in front of you before sitting beside you.

“It’s kind of early for you, isn’t it?” Suguru’s voice melted into your ears. “Since when do you get to be mysterious, sitting out here on your own?”

With your head still against the wall you watched him in the corner of your eye. “Since today, I guess.” you warmly smiled at the ceiling.

Suguru raised his brow, leaning his head back as well. You closed your eyes, and all at once the sleep snuck up your neck, out of your mouth through a yawn, and onto leaden eyelids. Before you knew it you had dozed off. He watched your whole-body melt, your head tilting as your grasp loosened, your note to him nearly falling out of your hand. Suguru caught it from your weak hold as you fell onto him.

All your notes tended to be short and sweet, but even with just ten words this seemed like a formal and intimate invitation.

“Alright,” he grinned. “I can go to a festival” Suguru whispered as you slept against his shoulder, resting his head atop yours as he watched the sun stretch into the sky.

When you woke up half an hour later, he was still leaned against you. At first, you were going to savor this moment until you noticed your note slipping out of his hand. Like cold water to the face, you were completely awake and now trying to see if he was too.

“Suguru,” you whispered.

He didn’t flinch.

“I’m just gonna...” You carefully leaned over to try and snatch your note back. “Come on,” you softly pleaded.

Suguru saw your hand enter his blurry, closing line of vision and handed it back to you as he slowly got up. “Sorry.”

“About?” Your stomach flipped.

“About leaning on you.” Suguru stretched. “But I'm good to go. You know… if that is for me.” He smirked to your hand.

Warmth covered your ears as you sheepishly smiled. “Duh.” you laughed.

“Just a quick heads up though,” Suguru had turned to leave but looked at you from over his shoulder. “I probably won’t see you till then.”

You nodded slowly as the returning languor kept you from asking why.

Suguru did not lie when he said you wouldn't see him till, but finally the last Saturday of July finally rolled around and the morning of made you nauseated. There was something about seeing him today that made you anxious, but you had to remind yourself that you would not have to face Suguru until midafternoon and that should be enough time to get over any old butterflies.

In the early afternoon, you asked Shoko if it would be too much to put on a yukata, to which she said no before teasing you the whole time you were getting ready. Eventually, you chickened out of the yukata and put on something you felt comfortable moving around in, all while still being dressed up.

Around three, you waited at the entrance. After ten minutes you texted to ask where he was, and after twenty Suguru said he was on his way. At four you were wandering around the stalls, hoping he would arrive soon to play games. At five you threw pins at balloons for a coin pouch to give to him ironically, it was a close game, but you did not win anything.

Finally, late in the afternoon as the sun was going down, someone with a basket gave you a firework-themed fan, a sheet of paper with the next festival date printed on it and a smile before you could find somewhere to sit in the grass. As the fireworks started you found yourself eating custard-filled mochi on your own as the crowd of people watched in awe. After eating Suguru’s piece of mochi, you began to seethe.

Two hands cupped your shoulders, momentarily snapping you out of the smoke. You looked up and behind to see Suguru with an unconvincing smile on his face. “Hey.”

A loud crash echoed in the sky.

“Hello,” you tried to hold up a smile as the fire returned and the smoke made it hard to breathe.

“I'm really sorry I-” he dropped the act, backing up to sit down beside you. “Time seemed to move faster than I do.”

Your chest sunk while re-plastering your smile. It took a lot to bite your tongue. “All good.” With your hands beside your face, you wiggled your fingers as him as gingerly as you could.

Suguru nodded, seating himself beside you before facing the firework show. Each burst of color was drumming as your emotions wedged their way in between you and him.

All morning you were excitedly anxious about some stupid outfit, at a stupid festival that would not have been so bad if you just invited Shoko like you thought you should. The whole afternoon you felt self conscious. Could other people tell you were just waiting around? That you were relieved to have not put on a yukata? That the second piece of mochi you bought was for someone who wouldn’t be there to eat it before it could go to waste in the heat? Could everyone sense how stupid you felt the one time you expected something from him?

Geto didn’t even look happy to be there. He wasn’t smiling at the sky, he could barely smile at you and he didn’t give any reason for why he just showed up. Suguru just got to appear out of thin air and disappear if you would let him.

As the day played over again, you began to move into how you spent the previous months with him. There were so many other things you could have spent your time doing or putting your effort into. Despite all that, you knew the person you were last November would have been ecstatic to hear that you were watching fireworks with him the next July. Unfortunately, the person you are now feels like everything is too bright, hot, sticky, and hard to sit through.

Why couldn’t you just be grateful? Why was it so hard to convince yourself to be tonight? The answer that came to mind was that you got selfish, followed with the thought that so did he.

Apparently, Suguru had been talking to you for quite some time and only noticed you were not listening when he decided to turn and face you. He was in the middle asking if you caught the small shower of light when you ignorantly interrupted him.

“Does this even mean anything to you?”

“What?” He said unable to hear you over the perfectly timed roar of the crowd.

All you could do was stare while patiently waiting for their cheers to die down. “I said,” your lip trembled. “Does this mean anything to you?”

Suguru’s eyes grew wide as he watched every breath you take looked laborious. “I’ve been looking forward to this since you asked.” He said like you knew.

“That’s not my question.” You snapped. “I’m asking if this means anything to you. Does it, or does it not, Suguru?”

His stare sharpened. “It means everything to me.”

The total days in between every text you sent to him and received were compared to the minutes spent on any given phone call with him. Then the stark difference between those two began to dance around your train of thought, bringing you from angry to confused.

“If that’s true,” his stare felt like it was cutting through your neck. “If that’s true, Geto, then I couldn’t tell.” the last few words fluttered in the space between you two leaving Suguru was speechless as he now seemed to always be.

“Why can’t you help me see that?” you got up onto your feet, towering over him, and staring down at his hopeless gaze. “Why can’t you make me believe that you care, or that it matters when I call? I mean-” You paused, trying to pull yourself out of your head, and into his shoes. “I try to imagine the thing that eats at you, and because I can’t I feel- I don’t know.” You were pleading with yourself to get it together as every word tripped over each other. “I just want to know. I wish I could do something, but I cannot when I don’t know. All I want is for you to talk to me.” Trying to catch your breath and stop yourself from crying was becoming an impossible task. “If you’re not going to talk to me, or be honest when you do, can at least be here on time?”

“I thought it was obvious that I like getting to see you?” He said clearly hurt, ripping the latches of grass beside him as he nervously picked at the ground. “I didn’t mean to be late, I don’t ever mean to be. I don’t get up thinking ‘I can’t wait to keep the only person who cares to talk to me waiting!’- I don’t mean to miss your calls, it’s just- I just don’t see them. Like, did you forget that we're supposed to be sorcerers?” Suguru soured at that last word. “I don’t even think I’ve had time for myself, let alone time for you.”

“If you have believed that I am the only one who has cared this whole time, then shouldn’t you also believe that I have deserved your honesty?” you muttered inaudibly.

Suguru was quiet, lifting his head to watch people walking back to wherever they came from across the grass before resting his hands on his knees. He had no intention of speaking until a tear rolled off your lashes and onto the back of his hand. The sudden drizzle from smoky skies brought his attention back to you, joining to stand as you backed away.

“Do you know how hard it is to be near all of these people?” He called out.

Your eyes widened. “All these people?”

Suguru tilted his head back with a raised arm, suggesting you look around at the people passing by. All of them seemed to be staring.

“Even now, just- all these Neanderthals. Not even one of these people knows how to be grateful for the things we give up. For time we have to give up, or for the stress we put ourselves through pushing the limits these fucking animals. These worthless monkeys.” His tone was bitter again, and it looked like would snap at any moment. “I mean why give someone something when they can’t even ask for it? When they can’t even see what we are giving them? Why do we give our time with people we don’t care about?”

Everything was blurry as more tears spilled down your face. Suguru couldn’t look at you and had turned away to ask more rhetorical questions.

“Geto!” You let out with your fists balled at your side.

“Is it not Suguru to you?” He hissed.

“Out of all the times you...” you stopped yourself, drawing in deep breaths. “Suguru,” you started over with a calm tone and shaky breath. “I’m sorry for dragging you out here.”

Geto was just staring, and you were uncertain if anything were reaching him, or if anything would for as long as those people were around.

You motioned for him to come back, flashing your train pass with a pathetic smile. “Let’s go back before it’s too late.”

Suguru nodded before approaching you.

Despite everything that was said, Suguru wordlessly asked you to get close as he opened his arm to drape onto your shoulder, allowing you to hide the residue of emotion that stained your face. You leaned in, blindly following his lead. On the train ride home, he held onto the metal handrail above your head, leaning in to stare at your knees as you sat in front of him. Neither one of you tried talking, and any flame of emotion died in your lap as you two left on your station.

After arriving outside the dorms, you both stopped beside the bench. Suguru kept his distance as you tried to recognize yourself in the reflection the glass panels in the double doors. Apathy filled your chest as something tried to bubble out. You noticed Suguru inched closer as you focus moved from your reflection to his as he kept his. He had been watching your eyes.

“I love you so fucking much, Suguru.” You placed your hand on the handle, squeezing it tight. “You have to have known that, right?”

Before you lost his reflection, Suguru looked petrified as you pushed the doors open, coolly walking down the hallway before hearing they shut behind you and hoped that once you got to your room, Shoko wouldn’t be waiting.

She wasn’t.

Suguru tried to call twice since then, and you watched it go to voicemail both times.

In August you wrote a love letter worded as an apology and waited for the right time. Shoko read it and said nothing. Not about Suguru, not about Gojo, or the letter.

There was no excuse for avoiding him. best excuse for waiting, or at least what you told yourself was that the embarrassment of a heartless confession was too much to bear in Suguru’s presence. That was barely good enough for you because the feeling only grew as the days trudged on, until it became unbearable for you to go to class, and Gojo had found you on the rooftop.

“There she is,” He cheekily shrugged a shoulder.

“And there it is.” you frowned. “Does God’s favorite seek company up here in the heavens?” You lay with your back on the floor and your legs on the wall. “Does God’s favorite finally miss me?”

Gojo laughed before scooting beside you with his legs in the air. “Perhaps, perhaps.” he smiled at both your feet to the sky. “God asked me to check on you, since you’re like his third favorite or whatever.” He put a hand on his chest prophetically.

“Oh?” You noticed the distance at which his feet reached the sky more than yours did, and you wondered if Suguru’s were equally as long as Gojo’s.

“Yeah. You know, with you being gone an all, I thought ‘Damn. She’s really sick!’ But then I thought about it some more.” He looked over as you and grinned. “Since when does Shoko take notes?”

“Oh,” you looked up and over to him. “Since now I guess.”

“Don’t be coy,” He flirty prodded. “Someone feels bad for having a little fight at every Shoujo manga’s favorite kissing spot.”

You leaned toward him and scrunched your nose, “Knock it off or I jump off, big man.”

Gojo laughed as you pushed against the wall with your legs, sitting back and standing up. “Why are actually here, Satoru?”

“Is missing you not enough?” He pouted.

“Well,” you put a thoughtful finger to your chin. “I guess I should feel honored.” You crouched down, blocking the sun from his eyes. “I mean, how often do I get to see the Gojo Satoru these days?” You meanly joked.

Gojo dramatically sighed as he copied your maneuver to get up. “I could say the same, angel face. You’ve been quite the rare sight to everyone but Shoko.”

With a deep breath in, you sighed a little louder than you should have, leaning down to pick up your bag and sling it over your shoulder. You were going to walk past him but Gojo started moving side to side, blocking the straight path toward the stairwell doors.

“Hey, I just caught you, pal.” He said with an eyeless smile. “You’re not slipping away that easily.”

“Satoru.” You said in a short breath. “Come on, man.”

Gojo hummed thoughtfully, studying you.

“I heard you wrote a letter.”

You blinked rapidly. “Yeah?”

“Well?”

“Well… well what?”

Gojo let out a short chuckled before shaking his head. “Ah, forget it.”

“What about my letter?” The small irritation bled into his ears.

He was quiet and waiting.

“I write a lot of letters, Gojo.” Which was not the point, but Shoko was gonna get an earful if you could help it. “Is there one that sticks out in particular? Are you asking something of me?”

“Not particularly,” he slowly blinked. “Nothing you don’t want to do.”

You studied him back with folded arms. “Is there something that you don’t want to do?”

“It’s not that I don’t want it’s. It’s that I can’t.”

“Is that because we’re sorcerers?”

Gojo was not completely sure where this was going, and you caught that in his brows. Something in the air changed as you were thinking about the fireworks again. About those animals.

“Or is it because you’re the strongest one?” You taunted light heartedly.

“I think you’re on the nail with that one.” His usual shit eating grin returned, and you wistfully sighed.

Has Gojo ever stopped to look at him? Was he pretending that he didn’t need to?

“Okay.” You threw your hands up in uncomfortable surrender. “Gojo Satoru, I will make an effort to make up Suguru Geto and come back with a full report on said encounter.” You said sarcastically, hoping he would finally let you through. “But don’t be disappointed if nothing comes out of it, captain.” You mockingly laughed.

“I’m counting on you.” Gojo’s sentimental tone made you sick to your stomach as you floated down the stairs before the door could shut.

I’m counting on you.

That hung in the air until September. You thought about it but decided against giving him the letter. Instead, you used a thin black ribbon to keep all the memory recorded flower-pressed papers together inside a bento bandana. You felt confident until you had to get the ball rolling. The mere thought of texting him was full of manic nervous energy, and instead of asking to see him, you asked when his next assignment was. After ten minutes he gave you a time a time, saying he’d be out tonight, and should be back then too.

You called Gojo to hold onto your present for Suguru. But little did you know, Suguru Geto waited for you on a bench before leaving to a small rural village.

He would not receive all his stolen paper as he had never return to the school.

At some point, Shoko saw him in Shinjuku and afterward told you about his plans to change the world of sorcery. At some other point Gojo had spoken to him, and anyone could see that the interaction weighed heavily on him for days.

Three years later, you completely understood what he was saying about the crowd. That for as long as they existed, will continue to exist, and blindly weave their own webs, your time together had been, and would always be borrowed from them. It would have to found in-between saving the audience from themselves. Untangling an inevitability spun web.

If only, then it had clicked a day sooner.

Ten years after you last spoke, Suguru Geto had been put down before December ended. The following another year, through a taxi’s rearview mirror, you saw someone wearing his skin outside a convenience store that sold those dye-flavored melon sodas.

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The great big asterisk that dangles off every post I've made critiquing Lorch's work.

* Is this really the content that makes everything she's done okay?

I'm an absolute shitter to my core, I know this. Though as much as I love treating her as the joke that she is, sometimes you do gotta be serious. I'd never be caught dead participating in this double think where Lily is both a threat to everyone and a self-important goober spinning her wheels, though a threat to a few she certainly is.

I'm about done pulling punches, so if you want to see me pop the lid off my cool, do please read past the cut.

Because I try to keep an open mind, but besides her being a never back down epic pwner of the Cis Het MAGA losers... What is the fuckin draw? Rhetorical question by the way, you needn't look farther than her own wife to know Lily is all about pretending to shelter the disadvantaged as one of the good ones... but if a good chunk of ex-Lily fans would let me know that even that is conditional. She's created a community where you are protected by an Indigenous Trans Woman, to not really protect anybody, cozy up with all manner of people that match her freak that would also like to poke around this community of people that (to overly simplify it) just ain't got no-one else.

The evidence is all around. The effort that it would take to falsify a lot of it is actually quite ludicrous, especially archive and way back stuff. You straight up can't without a small army of top tier hackers.

Like sure she calls us stalkers for... paying any fucking attention? I do not feel like anyone is tapping her phone lines and bugging her house. She can, does, and will continue to just vomit her every life grip, problem, and story at any opportunity! The vast majority of all the evidence we have is evidence she has boldly and willingly volunteered like the braindead, shortsighted dipshit she is. Motherfuckers are not stalking you, if anything they are fishing.

Lastly, though what I feel is most important is knowing it all and just being like, "but she's so entertaining. " fuck outta here. How does any of the mediocrity she let's dribble onto a notepad make the pain that caused okay? "Yeah, I know she allegedly raped her sister but Stockholm and pokemadhouse ate so fire!" Fuckin Dumpster fire maybe. She's got some of the most boring fics if you can ignore that she's not smart enough to hide her true intentions that naturally bubble up from the subtext, the greater half of her critiques are plagiarized and the other totally scatterbrained... where is the appeal?