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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 2 days ago

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On Good Behaviour 7

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, threats, age gap, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: after release, you try to get on the right track but your new boss isn’t much help. (ex-con reader)

Characters: Loki

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"May I get the bill?" Laufeyson inquires as he checks his watch.

You put a finger in the air, "mine's separate, thanks."

"Pardon you," your boss dismisses you with a flick of his fingers. "One bill is acceptable."

Braxton nods and spins to go about his task. You stiffen in your chair. Fulla sighs. Frigga tuts.

"How kind of you, darling," his mother intones. "Treating all of us to a pleasant lunch."

"It is a wonder that you've not snared yourself a woman. There are those who prefer money over personality," Fulla trills. Laufeyson growls.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Laufeyson," you fold your hands in your lap. "And thank you two for having me. I hate to impose."

"Hm, oh, she is a stickler for rules," Laufeyson chirps dryly. "Not a toe out of line."

You let the comment roll off of you. You are as anxious as him to be over with this. You sense the squint in your direction from Frigga as Fulla eyes up her nephew.

The server returns. He hands the bill to Laufeyson who returns his credit card. You wait for it to process and try not to wither away in the tension.

Laufeyson is the first to stand. You follow suit. The older women make no move to rise.

"We'll finish our drinks," Frigga smiles. "And I will see you at your father's event."

He takes a deep breath and nods. He bends to kiss her cheek, "yes, mother."

"Buh bye, Loki," Fulla wiggles her fingers.

He sighs. He comes around and kisses her too.

"Oh, I knew you loved Foo Foo still," she giggles.

He stands with a roll of his eyes and gestures past his aunt, "we've work to do."

"Yes, so important. Ta ta," Fulla calls after him.

"Nice meeting you," you say then pivot to follow your simmering boss.

Great. They've got him pissier than usual. You're used to the prickly demeanour. Prison is full of assholes. He's another breed. He tries to hide it behind his stiff upper lip and tailored suits.

You go outside and approach the car. He unlocks the doors. You wait for him to get in before you do. He starts the engine as his silence persists.

"You're not very gracious," he says at last as he reverses out of the spot.

You frown, "I appreciate the lunch. I can reimburse--"

"That isn't my meaning. Water?"

"Water... I..." you swallow. "It's part of my probation."

He snorts. "Ah, yes. No, that makes sense."

The taunt in his voice makes you wince. You knew this was some trap from the moment he told you to make the reservation. It's not surprising. It's no different than the woman who sold you the skirt Fulla loved so much. People judge you at a glance. It almost makes you want to just go back to prison. People look at you like you belong there.

He drives on and your eyes narrow at the road. You twist in your seat as he goes straight where he should turn. You scalp bristles like it would when Tonya would hang outside your cell a bit too long. You cross a leg over the other and grip the door.

As the buildings grow familiar, the pavement cracks, and the brick grimier, the realisation sinks deep into your chest. This is your neighbourhood. Well out of the way of the office and surely far from his own abode.

He pulls in at your building and you check the time. Would he really be so thoughtful as to drive you home? You look at him. He smirks.

"I am curious to see what kind of hole a rat like you crawls back to every day," his eyes meet yours with a glimmer.

This is your punishment. Not for anything you did. For his own embarrassment. For what he meant to do and was kept from following through on.

"Well, aren't you excited to be home?" He slithers.

"What are you doing?"

"Since when--" He pokes your shoulder meanly, "do you question me? Let us remember the order of things. I am still your boss."

"Yes, Mr. Laufeyson," you latch onto your purse and undo your seat belt.

You open the door and get out. You look up at the apartment building with the dingy windows and chipped brick facade. You brace yourself as you start forward. Laufeyson's steps echo your own.

You dig out your keys and unlock the grated front door. It's heavy; a deterrent for non-residents. You get to the inner door and twist the key again. As you start up the stairs, he hums.

"Hm, that skirt is not too gauche on you," he muses and you nearly trip over the top step as he brushes your ass with his hand. He snickers at your stumble. "It would look better off."

You blink and keep going. Your body goes rigid as you get closer to your apartment door. You stop to unlock that too and enter. He presses against you as he trails you in. You quickly move away from him. He clucks as you hang your purse and step out of your shoes.

"Mm, shoes off in a place like this," he remarks.

You look around. The kitchen is a part of the front room. There's only the bathroom aside from that. It's what you can afford. He tilts his head mockingly.

"Well, I do see that you certainly are in desperate need of employment..." he removes his jacket and hangs it over your purse. "But you can show me how much you really want this job."

You stare at him. His lips slant and he closes in. He looks you up and down.

"I've spent my patience, so let us finish what we started."

His intent pours over you like ice water. Bumps raise on your skin and you shudder. You clench your jaw and swallow it down. You know how to survive. That's all you're doing.

You grab his tie, so roughly he flinches. His hands go to yours, easing your touch.

“Do try to repress your darker tendencies. This isn’t a street brawl.”

You stare at his throat as he drops his hands. You gently loosen the knot of his lie and unloop it from around his neck. You feel the silk then fold it neatly and set it aside. You can’t speak. You have nothing to say. You’ve always been the to do what needs to be done.

You turn back to him. He grabs your upper arms and you inhale in surprises. He urges you deeper into the apartment. He stops you in the centre of the floor. Once more, he lets you go.

You feel him watching you as you unbutton his shirts. His chest rises with a triumphant breath. You push the fabric back on his shoulders, his undershirts taut across his torso. You expected... less. He looks skinnier.

You tug his shirt tails free and strip away his button-up. You take your time in folding that too. He wants it proper, so you can be diligent.

Next the undershirt. He lifts his arms, gaze boring down on you like a laser. Put it with his other shirt. Then his belt. You pause, hands on the buckle, and steel yourself.

He chuckles, “let us not pretend you are the sacred virgin--”

You grip it tight and shove your thumb under the leather. You push free the end and unlash it, jerking him as you do. You flick open his fly and he hums.

You want to choke him with his damn belt. He’s enjoying this too much. That’s the point, isn’t it? Keep him happy and he won’t ruin your life.

You shove his pants down and he catches your hands. He brings them up as the fabric rumbles just along the top of his thighs. He tuts.

“Darling, I know you must eager, especially after all those years behind bars--”

“I’m not doing it without a condom,” you insist.

He snickers and pokes his tongue into his cheek. He releases you and steps around you. You stare at the wall as he turns and struts to the fold out couch. He tests it with his knee.

“In my jacket is my wallet... I do hope you can resist taking anything else,” he grabs the top of his pants as he pulls his foot back to the floor.

You spin and go to the door. You search his jacket. You find his leather wallet and unfold it. There are four condoms inside in a short chain. The intentionality of that makes your blood boil.

You turn back to your grim apartment. The peeling walls, the stained carpet, the emptiness of such a small space. You are at the bottom and he can see it so clearly.

As you near the bed, he sprawls across it on his back, naked. You try not to notice his dick and how it lays rigid up his stomach. You are going to have to. There’s no avoiding it.

You almost wish he’d done it at the office. Anywhere but your home. It’s not much but it’s what you have. It’s the seed of what you’re trying to grow.

You get up on the bed and walk on your knees toward him, between his legs. He has his arms bent behind his head as he watches you. You peel open the condom and take him in hand. You roll the rubber down his length. He groans and twitches.

“Darling, I said have some kindness. You needn’t rush,” he purrs, “Slow.”

You meet his green eyes and wince. That gleam in them. He is a cruel man. Maybe he never did the things you have, but he is worse. You never enjoyed what you did. You only did it because you really believed it was your only choice.

Just like this.

You grip him and pull up your skirt with your other hand. You climb over him and direct him between your legs. You press his tip again your cunt, rubbing it up and down, trying to cozen yourself into this. You tilt your hips slightly as you do.

You aim him along your entrance and hold your breath. You close your eyes and lower your head. You lower yourself, the blunt pressure forcing a whine from your throat. You put your hand flat to his stomach as you sink down.

You grunt and bite down as your walls resist him. You lift yourself and try again. You rock on him, coaxing through the tension. Finally, you take all of him and shiver out a breath. He moans and spreads his hands across your thighs.

A glance at his face has you horrified. His eyes are alight as he watches the intersect of your bodies. You rock slowly and slip your hand off his stomach.

“Mmmmm,” he purrs and runs his hands over your skirt.

He picks open the button at the bottom of your blouse; and the next; and the next; every one until it falls open. He grabs your bra and tugs it down until your tits spill over the top. He fondles you as you focus on moving your hips.

You grind against him, the friction easing the singe in your walls. Not enough to get you off, only enough to get you through. Your breath shallows and so does his. He cups your tits and runs his thumbs around your nipples. He groans as your motion builds.

His hands crawl back down your stomach. He frames your hips and pulls you down to your limit. You whimper as he holds you there. He bites his lip.

“You are much more delightful than anticipated,” he snarls and drags his hands down to clutch your skirt in his fists. “Go on.”

You lean forward and press your palms to his chest. Your pace quickens with ever tilt of your hip. He squeezes the fabric of your skirt, twisting it until it’s tight around your stomach. He keeps it wrapped around one fist as his other hand kneads your ass.

He urges you on, rocking his hips from below. His face is flushed, his arms and chests strained, his throat constricted as he chokes on his moans. A ripple rolls through him.

“Faster,” he hisses. You oblige. “Mm, darling, yes—oh—oh--” He sputters as his eyes roll back. “That’s-- like that--” You buck your hips, faster and faster. Finish already. “Dar-dar-darling...” he growls and snaps his mouth shut.

His jaw clenches and he spasms. The way he quakes and tense, then whimpers, assures you that it’s done. He got what he wants and you gave it to him. He must feel like such a big man. He has to if you feel this small.

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ourdramaqueen · 7 hours ago

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So, it depends on the project. For oneshots, I usually have the outline/planning and actual writing in one doc, with the outline often at the beginning, though I may cut/paste bits down to the writing section as I get further in the writing.

For long stories, it's mostly the same, but I may occasionally have the planning/notes in a separate doc. But the story itself is always one doc.

For The Sexual Education of Wednesday Addams series (Private Tutor 'verse), I quickly realized that I would need separate planning docs (and spreadsheets) for various purposes: Family histories and other backstories; a long-term series timeline including key events from my series, backstory events that I need to keep in mind, and important canon and historical events which may impact the storyline; research into various topics/locations, etc. etc. Each story in the series is its own doc with the outline and planning and, where necessary, links to other docs or websites inside it.

I'm actually experimenting with transferring at least some of these documents to Campfire (which saves chapters as separate sub-docs within a project, and keeps all your research and character and world building docs at the tip of your fingers, too). What's holding me back from transferring over completely is mostly that, unless I missed an update announcement to that effect, you still can't make edits by collaborators show up as suggestions or comments like they would in Word or Google Docs, etc. But they keep updating, so hopefully that will become possible soon. It would be good to be less dependent on Google. (Campfire explicitly allows writing of fan fiction, you just can't publish it on their platform.)

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femmehaljordan · 1 day ago

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Me again! Thanks for the correction on the man cass broke out of prison, I was not entirely sure.

But i think cass' and by extension the rest of the bats' moral code brings a really interesting juxtaposition to jason's in how selfish it seems in comparison.

Because the whole judge, jury, executioner bit is bullshit, sheer hypocricy at its finest because the idea of vigilante justice is built on acting as a judge, jury and executioner OUTSIDE the bounds of the law. But the bats get to judge, and punish anyone THEY deem worthy, in extreme ways in some cases, baring death which is the much more merciful route sometimes, but not have the GUILT associated with casting that judgement. It also reeks of 'once a criminal, always a criminal' with no opportunity for reform OR understanding and nuance to the circumstances/cause of the crime itself. To them crime is the root problem, whereas to jason, crime is the symptom, the effect of dysfunction within the wider system.

His brand of justice is much more selfless in that regard to me. It places the burden of both guilt and action on him. He bears the role of judge, jury and executioner because there are victims. Because hurt is being caused and he want THAT to be reduced. Not necessarily crime itself, but harm. And he understands that uplifting and doing right by people will reduce crime in turn. To me jason's moral code and character motivation speak to a much more nuaned and empathic understanding of crime than any of the bats.

The extremeism of cass', or the ultimately gross inaction of bruce's moral code hinge wholly on THEIR GUILT and THEIR wellbeing. The lengths they go to to prevent themselves from feeling that guilt is astounding.

I personally don't feel like (in fanon and fanfic especially) Jason should be framed as feeling guilty for killing, or breaking the bats' rule. Because he doesn't. His moral code demands safety, and comfort for the hurt, and he has no problems removing anyone in opposition to that. His lack of guilt and the really interesting point that he includes himself in the collective of victims of both the Joker and Gotham's crime at large, speaks to me to a selflessness that I can't help but admire.

He'll protect them, no matter what it takes. Beacuse he knows no one else will bare that burden. He made the mistake of thinking otherwise already.

-🪼

YES EXACTLY.

Jason including himself in victims of the Joker is soooooo important to his character. Because he IS and he UNDERSTANDS. In ways the others never will. Because they all see themselves a survivors. And the core of Jason’s character is that he DIDN’T. It doesn’t matter that it didn’t stick, that he came back. Because he is a tally in the Joker’s death toll. And he’s able to empathize with other victims because he was there.

It’s sooooo. And it tied into the people that are like “why is Jason always talking about his death? The others have died too”

A) he’s not always talking about it? A lot of the time it’s the others like

B) his death is completely different and you know it

Jason Todd’s victimhood is sooooo important and it needs to be addressed more.

Frankly I find Jason’s moral code much more understandable than Bruce’s or Cass’.

#dc #dc comics #jason todd #jason todd meta #🪼 anon

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magicalbuttertarts · 10 hours ago

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Okay so picture it. Papi has been with reader for about six months. He is finally meeting the three most important people in her life. Including her best friend's six year old son whom reader considers her nephew. They take him to the carnival and reader falls in love with him as he takes her nephew on all the rides making her nephew at the end of the day asking Papi 'Are you going to be my uncle?!' and Papi says something along the lines of 'One day if your Aunt Y/N allows me to love her forever.'

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"I am so happy you could come Luis." I said my boyfriend of six months.

He travels a lot, and he now has a bit of a time off, which I sadly was not expecting as I made plans to take care of my best friend's son.

"I am more than happy too sweetheart." He said to me as he placed his hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze as he drove.

By the time we got to my best friends house, her and her son were waiting outside.

I could see the excitement on little Mikey's face, as he was clutching the straps of his backpack, ready for a day at the carnival.

As Luis and I got out of the truck, I saw the suprised look come over Becca's face as she saw Luis for the first time, in person that is.

Becca has seen him in photos and on TV, always saying how tell he looked on TV.

She hid her shock at how tall he is actually is as I introduced the two of them.

Her husband came out of the house, excited to finally meet the man who I have been seeing for six months, but also to meet one of his favourite wrestlers.

"We have to go out to dinner soon." Craig insisted, wanting to know Luis a bit more.

"Yes, we can make plans later, but now, it is time to hit the road. Don't want to miss out on anything at the carnival do we?" I asked as I kneeled down to Mikey's eye level, who shook his head no.

I grabbed Mikey's hand, as the three of us walked back to the truck, Luis helping him in.

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We have been here for hours, and I just watched the Luis and Mikey just get along. Luis took Mikey on almost all the rides.

Helped him win at some of the carnival games, so much so that we are now walking around with a giant, green giraffe, which Mikey insisted on carrying it around, but it was taller than he was.

"Hey little man, why don't I carry that just for a little while. Don't want it to get dirty, now do we?" Luis suggested.

"Okay." Mikey agreed as he noticed his new toy was dragging along in the dirt.

The afternoon turned to evening and I knew it was time for us to leave as the sun was starting to set.

"One more ride, please?" Mikey begged me, but I coupd tell how tired he was.

"One more, and then we head home." I said as I sat down on a bench in front of the carousel.

"How about your Aunt sits this one out, and I take you on the carousel. I'll even let you pick which one." Luis said as he looked at Mikey and then me.

"Okay." Mikey tiredly said, even though he was still excited.

I mouthed thank you to Luis, and he just blew me a kiss.

I watched as Luis held Mikey's hand, my heart fluttering just a little at the scene.

I already knew I was falling in love with Luis, but today just sealed the deal for me, and that is saying something as I do not love easily, but Luis, he made it easy to love him.

Damian Priest's POV

Mikey and I waved to her as the ride went around.

"Luis?"

"Yes little man?" I looked over at him.

"Are you going to be my uncle?"

As we went around once more, I saw her sitting there, holding on to that big green giraffe, waving and smiling at us.

"One day, if you Aunt will have me." I told him honestly, which seemed to appease him for now.

As the ride ended, I helped him off the horse.

"If you get married, can I be in the wedding?"

I knew from a previous conversation with her, that Mikey was upset he wasn't at his parents wedding, even though he wasn't born yet.

"Yes, and you can help me plan the proposal, but we have to keep that a secret between us, until I ask your mom and dad help with that as well."

A huge smile came over his face and I could tell he was going to get excited, and she will ask him why he is going so excited.

"Remember it is a secret until I tell your parents okay? Don't want your aunt to know just yet, okay?"

"Okay." Mikey said as he placed his index finger over his mouth, before placing his hand back in mine, as we walked over to his Aunt, with images of her walking down the aisle flashing through my mind.

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crescencestudio · 2 hours ago

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๋࣭⭑ Devlog #47 | 4.26.25 ๋࣭⭑

no bc we r actually so back brothers ive got FOOD TODAY

We are ALIVEEEEE AND BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER ((FR THIS TIME!!!).

Before we get into actual updates, I wanted to give context on where my life's been at basically the past year. As many of you know, I got my PhD last December (YEAAAA) which meant for the second half of 2024, I was literally in a cave crunching my dissertation. Now, many people (including me) thought after I finished my dissertation, I'd be a lot freer for Alaris stuff. But since this year started, I've been completely preoccupied with some personal matters which kept me from working on Alaris as much as I wanted to.

While the personal matters aren't anything anyone has to be worried about, they did take up A Lot of my time, and I'm really happy to say that I am officially free from those obligations too!!! Meaning for the first time in literally a year, I am NOT drowning. And that time has already been used Very Fruitfully heh....heh....heh.....

WANNA SEE???

Writing has been on a bit of a stall, and the main reason why is something I'll talk about in the Miscellaneous section! But it's nothing to worry about since it's because I want to focus on other parts of the game right now. With almost all of the routes finished, I've noticed that the writing pace I've maintained has resulted in the art and programming aspects to fall a bit behind where I want those parts of game dev to be.

So recently, I've focused more attention on the art and programming components rather than writing. That being said, writing still makes slow but steady progress! Kuna'a's development edits continue to progress, and Etza's route is about to be sent to line editing, which is the last stage of editing for my writing process. This means once Etza's line edits are finished, the four Central routes will be COMPLETELY FINISHED!! Exciting right!!!!

For art, I can't actually show very many sneak peeks since it's mostly been CGs and character design commissions heh. But I am willing to give a slight sneak peeks of these character designs in these two beta screenshots

Sickest character designs by @saffein-e

While these sneak peeks don't represent the final character sprites, they are the OG designs created by bestie Saf. And even from the designs alone, the characters are stunning additions to the cast! I can't wait to draw them in my own style and hopefully do Saf's amazing work justice 💖💖💖 In these screenshots too, you can see some of the newer BGs and hints of overlays that we've added to the game to heighten the visual effects hehe.

I've also been working on CGs for Etza's route and am happy to say our CG count is currently at 26 completed CGs (5 sketched ones) out of 54! Now that I'm making an active effort to Lock in on the art assets, I'm hoping CG and sprite development picks up a bit in the coming months ^^

And finally... for the most exciting news!!!!!

ETZA'S BETA WILL BE OUT MONDAY!!!!

We have finally moved forward on the beta build front, and beta testers will finally get to play Etza's beta! Since I haven't shown much in-game screenshots from the betas in past devlogs, and you all patiently still read them, I thought this month would be a nice time to update you all on how things are looking in Alaris beta land.

In this beta, you obviously get to woo our neighborhood angel

Since it's been a while, this is a reminder of what the game looks like (LMFLSOA). I know for me it's been a while and honestly I forgot how proud I am of the art assets :') I love how everything has come together and how it looks in the game <3

Of course, Important Choices and fun cast dynamics are a few of our Favorite Things

Between the messaging interface, the chapter card, the phone call overlays, and many more little effects and stuff, I forgot how many assets are in this thing. Being able to code Etza's beta has been an amazing reminder of how much work I've put into Alaris over the years ^^

Which brings me to exciting news!!!! I will make the official announcement separately at a later time, but as a reward for people who actually read these things, you're the first to know. With Etza's beta coming out soon, that means the four Central routes will have finished beta testing. And with where things are at, I've made the official decision that...

Alaris will enter Early Access for the First Four Routes!!!

I don't have an exact date for when this will release since it largely depends on how quickly I can art. But I'd like to aim for a tentative Q3 release for the Early Access Build! More details will come when I make the official announcement, but it is extremely exciting to have reached a point where I can even put this out there to people!!!

I hope you all are excited, and I want to thank everyone who has been on this journey with me whether it's as a recent or long time fan!!

Finally, I haven't really had time for market research since I've been in the "Returning the Game Dev" trenches. But I do have other exciting news that I'll make yet another official announcement on later.

Aside from the new Alaris beta, I've also had another small side project I've been working on with some friends (very chill-like) over the past couple of months. It'll be the first Crescence Dark Fantasy entry in my collection of games, and it's definitely a different vibe from what I've put out so far.

Where They Wait will be a new game submitted to Ossan Jam with elements of horror, fantasy, and dark romance :3c I'm so grateful to the team I've worked with and all the work they've put into our little shared baby, and I can't wait for you all to play it! This will also be coming out WELL, Monday too LMAFLIDJLIFJ.

As you can see, we've been hard at work behind the curtain. Since I last talked to you all, we've made a lot of nice headway on the different projects I've had on my plate, and I'm excited to feel like we're hitting our stride on so many things!!!!

Until next time we talk, which will be Very Soon with all our exciting announcements coming up. Thank you as always for being patient with me and supporting me!

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gece-misin-nesin · 2 days ago

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all right, so here is my HoO au:

The Seven, bar Jason, are all children of minor gods. (Percy and Annabeth arent involved with the main plot in this au)

(cut bc this ended up a bit long)

Jason: Son of Jupiter, Champion of Juno

Piper: Daughter of Eros

Leo: Son of Prometheus

Hazel: Daughter of Mors (Thanatos)

Frank: Son of Victoria (Nike)

Will: Son of Asclepius (yes its Will Solace. this is an au baby. As for the battle of manhattan, will was with cabin 7 because apollo allowed him to stay in his cabin)

Alabaster: Son of Hecate

The main plot starts with Juno giving Jason an important quest, that being going to camp half blood and integrating there, and she makes him swear to keep the romans a secret from the greeks and vice versa. He will introduce himself mainly as Hera's representative to them and stay in her cabin etc. Hera tells the greeks that she took Jason as payment and raised/trained him in case he was the prophecy kid. Jason is a bit of an outsider in camp, but he is still mostly welcomed. Some time later, Olympus is closed by decree of Zeus. And after that, Hera is kidnapped and she sends Jason as a message as a dream, that she is captured and he needs to go to the Grand Canyon. Jason goes (with a few campers. and the chariot) and finds Leo and Piper. Rachel gives a prophecy, they go on the quest to free Hera. Jason is trying to hide the fact he's roman, Piper is hiding hat shes being blackmailed, Leo is either trying to hide his parentage or his powers (I haven't decided). Things mostly go the same, Thalia and Jason meet up, he spills everything to her and Thalia is livid at how New Rome/Camp Jupiter works ("they branded you like cattle!?" "there are adults but a child army?"). They free Hera etc.

Son of Neptune? Scratch that because this Hazel's book baby. Her backstory is roughly the same, cursed jewels appear around her because her mother asked for wealth back in the day but Hazel was cursed for her greed. CJ gets a prophecy about a quest, and Hazel gets a dream about thanatos being captive. So she petitions to go on the quest, but the Senate doesnt let her. Frank is her only close friend, so after Nico leaves camp to look for the doors, she and Frank sneak out together to go on the quest. Along the way they meet Alabaster, who is sick of monsters not dying, so he offers to help them, a quest usually has 3 people after all. They go to Alaska together, go to thanatos etc., and Alabaster kind of betrays them last second? He incapacitates them, and then blows up at Thanatos and asks him why the fuck he can't summon the souls of Ethan and others from the titan army (the implication being that he tried to revive them) and Thanatos answers that he cannot answer because their souls aren't in anywhere he can access, so Alabaster will likely fail in bringing them back. Alabaster breaks down and in the midst of battle he kinda comes to terms with it and Frank, Hazel and him all kick ass fighting the giant and shit alongside Thanatos.

Octavian will be a proponent of a greek-roman war because the greeks destroyed the 11th legion a few decades back and thats why there is only the 12th legion now. Thalia is also a proponent of it on the Greeks' side.

I haven't figured out the later books, but I think I'l remove the Athena Parthenos plotline. Instead they will try to find the Aegis (I know thalia has it in canon, but a demigod casually having the aegis is dumb. It is Athena's weapon. So i'm changing it into being a replica and the real aegis was lost ages ago), they save nico, somehow two people still fall to tartarus (one of them is definitely Jason but I haven't decided on the 2nd person). And a bit after they've fallen, they'll be cornered by monsters, and all of a sudden a few people will come and save them. Demigods. The plot twist will be that Zeus (I havent decided if the other gods are aware of it or not) threw everyone from the Titans Army who died into Tartarus. Luke included. As they keep getting hunted and killed by monsters, they also reform. So they are stuck in an endless cycle of death. Yay. Anyway! Luke obviously is gonna help Jason reach the doors of death because that's thalia's little brother hello?? And some others ask for updates on their siblings or if there really are new cabins for the minor gods? And they find refuge next to Hermes' shrine, Luke's deadbeat dad and the guy whose cabin they all stayed in at some point. etc. etc. I may also include Arke in this. She is the sister of Iris and sided w the titans in the first titanomachy, was thrown into tartarus for it and her wings were torn off.

Anyway, everything goes to shit at the doors of death. They're fighting (getting killed by) Titans, Giants, monsters, everything. People are getting torn apart by hellhounds and ripped to shreds by empousai and someone screams that this sure is ironic since they fought alongside the titans a few months ago and someone is killed while pressing the button and someone else takes their place. Ethan is killed with Alabaster's name on his lips. Luke leads Jason to the doors and he's right there. He could go with them of he wanted, but he doesn't. Because he has to stay behind for the rest and take care of them.

I haven't decided in a lot of other things, like how the final fight will go or whatever, but this au has taken over my brain so 🤷‍♀️

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monsterblogging · 3 hours ago

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Whoa there, let's hold up a sec! Yes, JK Rowling is a terrible person due to her bigoted actions. That doesn't mean that this specific thing I'm talking about here is inherently bad.

This kind of thing is very useful in building a sense of atmosphere! And lots of people (including myself) like it when the author describes things that are interesting from a sensory perspective.

Also, this whole idea that everything needs to advance the plot has created a type of storytelling that a lot of people do not like, because the supposedly "unnecessary" things included a lot of stuff that made them feel good, like characters getting to have fun or experience emotional intimacy or just having moments to be human, and also imagery that lets them bask in some enjoyable atmosphere.

I think it's worth pointing out here that our whole idea of plot and prose economy has been heavily influenced by late stage capitalism, as well as certain Protestant views that hold that everything must have practical value or else it's sinful indulgence. These two things have made much of the world an utter dystopia as it is. Why should we let them tell us how to make art? Why should we let them come in and get their hands on one of the few refuges we have?

Sometimes people enjoy the literary equivalent of a Studio Ghibli film or a Guillermo del Toro film - they don't only contain compelling stories, but they also contain rich visual detail that adds nothing to the plot but creates visual interest and builds atmosphere. And sometimes they want the equivalent of the beach episode, because they're fun and relaxing. Or they want some other "unnecessary" thing that is actually important nourishment for the human soul.

I understand that the last paragraph of my original post was a bit flippant, but I want to state very clearly here that the intent of my post wasn't to make people feel ashamed of reading books with this kind of prose. My intent was to call out how easy it is to replicate so that the kind of people who like it and think that JK Rowling has some kind of monopoly on it can be empowered to produce it for themselves.

JK Rowling has done many things wrong, but "overly descriptive" prose isn't one of them. And I advise that the next time you hear the ghost of John Calvin telling you how you ought to write, you tell him to go back to Hell where he belongs.

The thing about JKR's prose is that you can make almost anything sound magical with it. Watch this!

The rack was filled with glimmering brass screws, silvery nuts and bolts, and galvanized washers that shone blue-white. He saw that some of the washers looked large enough to skip across a pond, while some were smaller than his pinkie nail.

Like plz this lady is not a genius, she just knows One Weird Trick you can use on just about anything make your monkey brain go nuts, lol.

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agirlandherquill · 23 hours ago

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Ruin's Reprisal

it's time,

it's been in the works for a long, long time, but i can finally share not one but two very important things with you all!

the first is the cover - i honestly never thought i'd be able to pull it off, writing a book felt easier than drawing a cover for it (goes a bit against logic, doesn't it?) but when it was done, it simply felt... done. and i've never enjoyed a feeling more, much like when i wrote the final sentence for the manuscript - there truly is nothing quite like it!

so, without further ado, here it is! the cover for Ruin's Reprisal, Book One of The Haelish Chronicles! (knowing what Tumblr's like the image quality might dip a little bit, but like the waves of the Iron-Sea i'll calmly roll on to the second thing i've got to share!)

introducing the cover and my pen name, two not-so-little announcements all rolled into one!

and the second detail i've got to share with you all is possibly the most important, and the most frightening thing I've faced in this entire writing journey - the release date... May 16th!

pre-orders aren't available yet but as soon as they are i'll announce and include the link(s)! (since i'm an indie author, i'll be publishing through Kobo, including Kobo Plus and Overdrive (which ill be totally honest i have no clue how that'll work, but i trust the system) as well as Amazon (but not with KU for the time being, but who knows, maybe in the future?)

and there it is, Ruin's Reprisal has its cover and its release date!

as always, thank you all so much for being with me on this journey, and i hope you'll enjoy the characters and the world as much as i do! and in the meantime, running up to release day, I'll be sharing all sorts of teasers and what-not (which im very much looking forward to!)

~ A Girl and Her Quill

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lovelyzzzz777 · 2 days ago

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organic-bloodbath · 2 days ago

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Lobotomy: kills & kisses

Episode II: Escape

Chishiya x Reader x Niragi

Summary: Niragi tries to get closer to you in the asylum, but with poor results.

A/N: A little bit of Niragi's POV <3 Just a note, the events during the first three chapters might not happen in a linear timeline, they might overlap and happen before a previous scene or at the same time since it's a different person's POV.

Episode I

That son of a bitch deserved it, Niragi thought as he was sitting in a padded room, arms wrapped inside a straitjacket. He had it coming, it’s his fault he’s dead. Why am I being punished? They should be thankful for me, being brave enough to get rid of a trash like him. They should consider me to be a hero who saved several other people from the torture and pain he was causing to others.

Idiots. There was nobody I can trust anymore, he thought as the room started getting smaller. He was dehydrated for sure, needing water but there wasn’t a single drop available. It had been hours, his surroundings completely silent, forcing Niragi to drown in his own thoughts that were racing loudly inside his mind. This place was supposed to help people get better, but instead they decided to torture people like this instead of just locking them up in their own room until the tantrum would be over.

Bullshit. He’d die here if he didn’t start to plan for an escape. He wasn’t going to spend years in this asylum, the state of his mind getting even worse day by day, no. He had to gather a plan to get out of here.

Niragi had been eating the same pills, the same amount too, for weeks and weeks and they weren’t making him feel any better. He felt no different than when he got here. Well, maybe a little — he felt numb, empty. Was the medicine supposed to make him feel better or worse? The pills weren’t doing a very good work. He wanted to stop taking them altogether but the nurse would check every inch of his mouth afterwards, forcing him to swallow them. Niragi would have to push his fingers to the back of his throat to vomit them out of his system when he'd be left alone.

Niragi had heard of another treatment which had been used to some of the patients who showed no signs of progression. He wasn’t aware of any specific details and wasn't entirely sure if what he had heard was real at all, but the word was stuck in his brain nevertheless.

Lobotomy.

If they were going to smack an icepick through Niragi’s eye, he would kill the doctor right then and there with the same icepick. There was no way he’d let them do a lobotomy on him. Then he’d turn into a total zombie and be unable to ever leave this place. Then he'd rot in this hellhole for the rest of his life for sure, food being fed for him from someone else's hand like a helpless baby.

He should have started to plan his escape much earlier, because now he was running out of time.

Niragi had learned the layout of this place during the past months, building a map of sorts inside his mind. He had memorized the location of every single room in this building, including the storage closets, literally everything. Every window too, though escaping through windows wasn’t an option since they were covered with not only glass, but also thick metal bars which Niragi didn’t own correct tools to break. Three floors and a basement, which Niragi had no way of accessing to.

Although, the basement was still a mystery to him. He couldn’t help but wonder what was down there but he had heard horror stories of different theories among the patients. But would there be another way out? It was unlikely but not impossible. However, the basement must have contained something extremely important since it was sealed with three locks that would be extremely hard to pick without the correct key.

Niragi wouldn’t be able to execute the escape plan, which didn’t fully exist yet, alone though. He’d need someone to distract the staff, at least, but he didn’t exactly have many friends here. None actually. He wasn’t easily approachable on the outside, he knew that, and most of the people here were lost causes — he knew there were only a few sane enough to keep up with a detailed escape plan which wouldn’t be simple at all.

One thing was on Niragi’s side: there weren’t many security cameras in the building. There were some, but they didn’t cover every corner of the rooms, and Niragi had studied the exact areas where the cameras couldn’t reach. Where he could do anything he wanted without being seen, unless someone would walk past him. He wasn’t sure if anyone even looked at the cameras unless something crucial happened which needed to be closely investigated.

Such as a patient escaping.

There was a possibility that they had installed hidden cameras and other devices which Niragi couldn't instantly see, of course he had thought about that as well.

Niragi was growing more and more frustrated being in this room, his limbs restrained like this, and hit the back of his head against the padded wall, then cursing under his breath.

He didn’t belong here, he hadn't done anything wrong. He was wrongfully locked up here, he had only done a favor to others. Why should he feel remorse for his actions? No, he’s right and others are wrong.

I’ll get out. I’ll get out of here. No matter what I have to do, he thought, gritting his teeth.

And they’ll all be sorry.

Niragi wandered around the corridors when all the patients — the ones who had been behaving well lately — had free time and could do whatever they wanted for a moment. Most of them were either drawing, watching TV with low volume, chatting with each other, reading a book or talking to a wall.

He scanned the patients with his gaze, trying to select a few who seemed the most sane and clever enough to be a part of his plan. He hadn’t gotten to know anyone properly but now he’d have to decide who he’d start to befriend — just a little bit. He wasn’t going to try and find a genuine friend from here, no, just a partner in crime who could follow a plan. Someone whose trust was easy to win.

Then, his gaze landed on a you, sitting by yourself and drawing something with a red crayon. Niragi had seen you many times before but never cared to approach you. He had probably never even made eye contact with you — you kept your head down most of the time and minded your own business.

It had taken Niragi a while to recognize you, but eventually the memories crawled back to him. He hadn’t seen you in the past 13 years but he would never completely forget you. Back then, you had barely even talked to him, so he doubted you’d remember him easily. Niragi didn’t personally know you well but you went to school together for years when you were kids. But one person he did know.

Your brother.

“The fuck you looking at my sister, you loser?” he spat on Niragi’s face and threw Niragi against a brick wall.

Niragi still remembered all the hits of baseball balls on his head and how your brother urinated inside Niragi’s bag — the list of different methods of bullying was endless and nobody did anything about it.

Niragi doubted you were fully aware of your brother’s bullying because one day when you witnessed him to bully Niragi, you intervened.

“The hell is wrong with you? You’re just like dad,” you spat at your brother, looking absolutely furious with wide eyes and hands clenched in fists, ready to throw a punch if he said one wrong word. “You wanna become like him, huh?”

Niragi would forever remember you pulling him up from the ground by his elbow and fixing his glasses with glue and tape you pulled from your backpack. You were only 13 years old at the time.

“Don’t let them kick you like that, you hear me?” you nagged at Niragi like a scolding mother.

Yes ma’am.

You hesitated for a moment until pulled something else out of your bag and handed it to Niragi.

A taser.

“Here. Give him a little shock if he bothers you again.” Niragi had tried to refuse and give it back to you but you wouldn’t take it. “I have another one at home, just take it. He’s a piece of shit who deserves it.”

Why the hell would a child own a taser at home? To even get one somewhere in the first place.

At school, you had always been the weird kid. Niragi couldn't help but admire you a little, how you never cared about what anyone thought and knew exactly how you could defend yourself if other girls made fun of you — making you end up in a detention but you didn't seem to care. He did stare at you once in a while but he couldn't help it.

After five weeks from the incident you handing a taser to Niragi, you had disappeared somewhere, leaving Niragi to think what happened to you. Your family didn't move out of the city, since your brother still attended the classes, but you were gone. In time, you left Niragi's mind — until you happened to come back to his fucked up life.

Now, you were locked up here with Niragi. Why were you here anyway? You were wearing a T-shirt, having no self-harm scars on your arms, so he doubted you’d be one of the suicidal types. Unless you wanted to get straight to the point and use pills. Niragi noticed you flinch once in a while, even when there was no sound around you or anyone coming to bother you. You closed her eyes tightly and counted to five under your breath once in a while, probably just mouthing the words though.

You were beautiful, gorgeous even — Niragi wasn’t blind. But did you have brains too or was it all just looks? He didn’t know your diagnosis, of course he didn’t. Maybe you were too crazy to bring along, ending up ruining any plans Niragi had made, but he didn’t know that for sure.

Niragi’s main thought of trying to include you to his escape plan wasn’t necessarily because he wanted to take you out of here with him, otherwise you’d rot in this place for the rest of your life. Sure, you clearly needed help, but this mental institution was doing anything else but helping. But the first thing Niragi had thought was that you were small enough to fit into the vents and crawl there — if that was needed. He couldn’t execute this alone, just by himself, and you seemed like a suitable option for one of the people he’d need.

Your brother had bothered Niragi to his adulthood as well, applying to the same job. God, he wasn’t able to get rid of him. It was like he was following him on purpose and acting surprised to fool Niragi.

If Niragi was to get you out of here, your brother wouldn’t be a problem anymore. He wouldn’t beat Niragi up for being around you. Why?

Because murdering your brother was the reason that led Niragi to this asylum.

Niragi moved his gaze away from you, looking for other options. He spotted a young man sitting by the window, the sun shining on his face. He had seen him too, blond hair framing his oval features, always watching others, except now having his attention outside. The man and his mannerisms always looked like he was too good to be in this place. Like he considered himself to be above every other patient here. He seemed smart, but who knew if he really was smart and calculated enough.

“Join us for a game?” a man asked next to where Niragi was standing, mixing a deck of playing cards. He was quite muscular and strong looking, having clearly more visible muscles than Niragi’s body. The expression on his face looked calm and peaceful, almost like he was bored.

There were two other patients sitting at the same round table, but just one of them was present mentally. One of the men was seated on a wheelchair, only staring ahead somewhere Niragi couldn’t see. He had dark mustache and slightly greasy hair which hovered just over his shoulders. He was much more skinny and bony than the man with the playing cards, collarbones sticking up under his skin, cheeks hollow. He had been here longer than Niragi and seemed to be quite popular among the patients, known as the ‘Hatter’, whatever his real name was. Now he was only an empty shell like many others.

“We’re missing one player and I heard you’d be a good challenger.”

“You did, huh?” Niragi smirked. He rarely joined any card games with the patients but whenever he did, he won every round. Well, had won by far. Niragi sat down next to the man. “I haven’t seen you around before.”

“Got transferred here a week ago,” he said, eyeing Niragi for a moment with narrowed eyes, until offering his hand to him. “Aguni.”

“Niragi,” he replied, grabbing Aguni’s hand in a quick handshake. Just a week and he was already making friends here — Niragi hadn’t succeeded in that in months. He’s perfect, Niragi thought.

Niragi turned to the third guy who also offered his hand.

“Mahiru,” the guy introduced himself.

“He gonna play too?” Niragi asked, nodding towards the Hatter.

Aguni didn’t seem to find anything funny about Niragi’s remark.

“I think he prefers to watch,” Aguni answered calmly, starting the deal the cards to each player. Alright, no sense of humor, Niragi thought.

“So, where were you before?” Niragi asked, organizing the cards in his hands. “Since you transferred here.”

“Osaka,” Aguni revealed. “I’d rather keep the reason to myself.”

“Fair enough,” Niragi shrugged.

As the game progressed, Aguni actually managed to surprise Niragi for being able to beat him. Not many people had beat him before, so Niragi was rather impressed.

In the end, Niragi was holding the card of Joker, feeling strange tingling in his hand. He couldn’t explain it but Niragi felt like the Joker was suddenly looking straight into his eyes, maintaining eye contact with that creepy grin on its face.

Niragi stepped inside the largest bathroom in the end of the second floor. It wasn’t usually assigned to him to clean but apparently the patient cleaning the bathrooms wasn’t able to attend the work today — probably rotting in the solitary confinement cell.

It wasn't Niragi’s first time cleaning bathrooms though, so he already knew it was going to be awful. Whenever people showered here, they didn’t care to make sure that the floors were left clean, of course not — some of them had no shame and would shit on the floor while showering. Niragi was forced to clean all the drains on the floor too which made Niragi instantly gag. The smell was disgusting and the amount of hair people were shedding from their head was much more than Niragi would have thought.

Then, as Niragi walked further into the bathroom, he found out who he was working with today, already wiping the tiles on her knees.

You.

There you were, scrubbing every inch of dirt off the floor. You looked up when you noticed Niragi approaching you.

“We meet again, huh?” Niragi smirked.

You only rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to cleaning, wanting to get the job done as fast as possible. You really didn’t say a word, huh?

He wanted to talk to you about the plan. The plan to escape, but he couldn’t be entirely sure if this room was monitored too. He didn’t see security cameras here, so the staff weren’t total perverts, but they could be hidden somewhere. Listening devices in the shower heads. Who knew? Everything was possible after so many people had tried to escape. One of the attempted escapes happened in a bathroom anyway — or so Niragi had heard, people talked all kinds of things so it might not even be true.

Niragi walked around the bathroom, trying to find anything relating to someone spying on the two of you. He couldn’t take any chances, he had to play smart and be extremely careful. The staff here were prepared for more escape attempts, and Niragi wasn’t going to fail.

Suddenly, Niragi felt something wet hit the back of his head, making him flinch and let out a quiet groan, even though it didn’t hurt a bit. He touched at the spot which had taken the hit, his neck now wet. Niragi turned around, seeing a sponge by his feet, dipped in water and soap.

You were looking at him with a threatening look in your eyes, pointing at the shower drain near him. Of course you didn’t want to do all the work and just watch Niragi slack off.

“I’m getting to it soon, princess,” Niragi assured you but obviously you didn’t buy it. “I’m doing something much more important first, alright?”

You stood up and crossed your arms against your chest. Jesus, why couldn’t you just open your mouth and yell at Niragi to get to work?

Niragi turned away and was about to grab the next shower head and open it when he felt another sponge hit him, now directly on his face. He closed his eyes but a little bit of soap still managed to go into his eyes, water and soap falling down against his cheeks.

“Okay, listen here, princess- Fuck,” Niragi mumbled as his eyes started to burn more due to the soap. He rushed to the sink to rinse it off from his eyes and face.

When he had dried his face, he walked back to you, clenching his jaw and fists, fingernails digging deep into his hands. If it was a man standing in front of him now who Niragi needed nothing from instead of you, Niragi would already have the man’s nose broken and a tooth missing.

“Throw one more sponge at me and I’ll actually lose my temper at you,” Niragi threatened, having a hard time to stay calm and collected. He lowered his voice as he continued, “I’m trying to find any devices that might hint that we’re being listened to, alright?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, confused what he was rambling about.

“I’ll get to work right after, got it? So calm down and keep your fucking sponges away from me.”

Niragi did clean the drains while searching, since they could have been hidden there as well. Surely they made waterproof devices these days. It kept you satisfied as well, making him do his part of the job. When he had checked the entire bathroom, every single corner, and had come to the conclusion that it was safe to talk and everything would stay just between the two of you, he returned to your side.

“So, thought about what I said to you earlier?” he asked, grabbing a washing cloth from the supply bucket. “Can you at least nod or shake your head if you’re not gonna talk?”

You continued ignoring him, but Niragi figured you were still listening to him since you didn’t move too far away from him to clean the next area.

“If I tell you something, you’ll keep it between us. Just us, got it?” Niragi stated, it wasn’t a question, more like an order, but he got no immediate answer from you. "Come on, give me at least a nod or something."

You rolled your eyes, but ended up with one nod. If you weren't going to participate in Niragi's plan, at least you would keep his secret. You didn't seem like a snitch, so he dared to take that risk. After all, you didn't even speak to anyone at all.

Niragi pulled a folded paper out of his pocket, handing it over to you. You stared at it for a moment, not sure if you should grab it or just walk away from him, but your curiosity ended up winning. You threw the dirty washing cloth to a trash can and took the paper from Niragi's hand. You debated for another moment what you should do, but then opened the paper to examine what it included.

It was a map of sorts. The layout of the asylum’s second floor, including the bathroom were the two of you were right now. Niragi had drawn a map of each floor but had taken only one of them with him here. You scrunched your eyebrows together, your gaze going through each room. God, how much Niragi wished he knew what was going on in that pretty head of yours.

“There’s vents in the ceilings and all around this building but I’ll need to find something to get the screws off and be able to access them,” Niragi explained, looking directly into your eyes. “And I need you to go up there and find out where they lead.”

You raised your eyebrows, an expression on your face which told that you thought Niragi was for sure joking and playing around. Niragi could see you weren't taking him seriously.

“You’re smaller than me, so you can move there better,” Niragi reasoned.

You shook your head and turned your head away from him, but Niragi grabbed your elbow, forcing you to stay there with him.

“Listen,” Niragi said, not sure what kind of approach would work at you anymore. “You wanna get stabbed in the eye and turned into a vegetable?”

You stopped but didn’t turn your head back towards Niragi.

“Because that’s what’s going to happen if we don’t get the fuck out of here."

They would do a lobotomy to every single patient here who didn’t show signs of progress in their mental health, and Niragi would rather kill himself than go through that — but Niragi didn’t want to die yet. He wanted to live and he would do anything to stay alive.

Of course he had heard of the rumor what is going to happen if he gets caught. He’ll be brainwashed and lose the sense of himself completely but he was willing to take the risk. He just had to plan everything out very carefully and he’d succeed in whatever he was going to do. He was so much smarter than the other people attempting to escape.

“I’ve seen you get dragged to the solitary confinement several times. If you keep it up and continue behaving the way you do, they’ll do the lobotomy on you sooner than you’ll realize,” Niragi explained, trying his best to convince you. You were all running out of time. “So, you in or not?”

Right then, someone walked into the bathroom. Both of you jumped a little, getting startled by the sudden presence of someone else, turning to look towards the noise. You were quick to hide the paper behind your back.

“Aye, use the other bathroom!” Niragi shouted.

“But I need to —“

“Do I look like I give a shit what you need?” Niragi yelled at the scared little man who then walked away the same way he had come in the first place.

When Niragi turned around towards you, about to continue the conversation, you weren’t standing there anymore. Instead, you had gathered the cleaning supplies back into the bucket and were on your way outside, done with the day’s job.

Niragi couldn’t help but wonder if you remembered him or if you had forgotten all about him. Sure Niragi had grown up and wasn’t that little boy anymore, with different hairstyle and no nerdy glasses anymore either. He hadn’t seen you in 13 years, but did you have at least some sort of memory of his existence?

It didn’t matter. You were strangers to each other anyway, neither of your pasts would affect anything what would happen in the present.

Should he just give up and approach someone else? Would someone other, someone your size, be more willing to get out of here with him? No, he didn't want to give up on you. Maybe he should have tried to befriend you at first and make you to trust him before start trying to recruit you. Fuck, he was stupid.

Later that day, Niragi entered the restroom on the first floor. It was small, having only three stalls. He turned the faucet on, about to wash his hands, but flinched and instantly took a step back before his hands even touched the water.

Water was supposed to be transparent, right? Not red like blood.

Niragi shook his head and rubbed his eyes for a moment, expecting for the water to turn back into normal but it didn’t. He quickly turned the water off, leaving red stains on the sink. Niragi lifted his gaze up to look at himself in the mirror.

You’re weren’t crazy before the asylum. You’re not going to become crazy now either, he thought, chanting the mantra inside his head to convince himself that he wasn’t starting to see things that didn’t exist like most of the other lunatics here. He wasn’t supposed to be here, no. He didn’t belong here, he wasn’t insane.

Niragi had been looking directly into his own eyes the entire time through the mirror but now noticed something a few metres behind him. Someone standing there in odd clothes.

Niragi had never seen him before nor seen anyone dress like that. He looked like… almost exactly like the Joker in the playing card if the cartoon figure was turned into a real person. Then, the man waved at Niragi, a creepy grin spreading on his face. A grin so wide it almost broke his face in half.

Niragi knew that when he’d turn his head, the man wouldn’t be there anymore. If Niragi was aware that something wasn’t real, he wasn’t insane — right? He was still sane. A sane person who saw things but still sane. And when he did look behind him, he was alone in the bathroom. The sink was clean as well. All he wanted to do right now was to laugh. He wasn’t going to be fooled by anyone or anything.

But something was now attached on the mirror. Something that wasn’t there before. A playing card.

More specifically, a 6 of Spades.

Niragi ripped it off the mirror — it wasn’t an illusion, it was a real card he could hold. He turned it around, looking at it on each side and noticed something written on the back side with a black marker.

Niragi. His name had been written on the card.

Niragi furrowed his eyebrows. What kind of ridiculous magic trick was someone pulling on him? Niragi kicked each stall open, with a little too much violence, making a lot of noise by the doors slamming against the stall’s wall. Every stall was empty, except the last one.

“What the hell, man! I’m taking a shit, get the fuck out!” a man shouted at Niragi, face red.

Niragi rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut. There was nobody else in the bathroom besides that man and Niragi, and nobody had entered inside either while Niragi had been in the bathroom, of course he would have heard it.

Niragi took one more look at the playing card, wanting to rip it in small pieces and throw it away but he didn’t manage to make himself do that. Instead, he put the card inside his pocket and exited the bathroom without another thought.

At night, Niragi woke up to a sudden scream.

“Murder!” a woman shrieked somewhere. “Murder! There has been a murder! Help!”

Niragi pressed the pillow on his face, wanting to suffocate himself. For fuck’s sake, he was so tired of this place. He had fallen asleep faster than usual and now, probably just a few hours later, he was awakened by this lunatic who claimed to have witnessed a murder every other night.

“Someone help, oh my god!” the woman cried.

“Shut the fuck up, you crazy bitch!” a man shouted, sounding so furious he’d surely beat the woman up if he was able to get his hands on her. To be fair, Niragi would too. Everyone would sleep at least a little better if she was out of the picture.

Niragi sat up, brushing sweat from his forehead. He quickly glanced to his left, seeing something painted on the wall which hadn’t been there before. Not before he had fallen asleep.

Words were written on the wall with sloppy brush strokes, paint was slowly dripping down the wall as if the letters were slowly melting.

THE GAMES ARE ABOUT TO START — WE’RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN

Then, manic laughter echoed around the room, giving Niragi chills.

What the fuck?

A/N: Losing my mind over how this (and the first episode) gets automatically the mature content label already when it's just in my drafts and at the time had only the headline and summary written down like no actual story yet like 🫠 ig the word lobotomy isn't for everyone but raw detailed sex is 🤷🏻‍♀️

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gyaruwrites · 3 days ago

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Hello! Hope you are having a nice day! Is it possible to ask for Rook. Something including angst, and maybe even a little bit suggestive or romantic? Where Rook and the reader already have a relationship. I really enjoy your other works. Thank you!

OFC I CAN!! Thank you for supporting my works! I appreciate it sm!! 💕

Pairings: Rook x GN!Reader

warnings: romantic, suggestive(just a sprinkle), hurt/comfort(?)

Have a good read 🌺

Here’s the thing, if you’re dating Rook, there is no escaping that man. He always finds you some way or another. It’s one of the many things you adore yet hate at the same time, see as you love your boyfriend very much, he is a bit… dramatic. But yet, that’s one of the many things you love about the blonde, bobbed man.

“Rook, leave me alone.”

You pouted, eyebrows furrowed as a frown etched into your face. You had gotten upset with him, at this point you two have been bickering back and forth for a while that you had forgotten why you even started to argue. He wasn’t dumb, but he wanted to stay a bit longer to make sure that you weren’t too upset over the argument. At the last minute, he decided against his thoughts and started to walk towards you.

“mon amour, please don’t be upset with me.”

He started, standing above you as you’re sitting on the worn ramshackle couch, facing away from him. And his heart started to clench from the thought that he made you so upset.

“I’d like to apologize when you’re not so upset about this quarrel.”

He said heartily, his hand taking yours as he kissed it sweetly. You felt your bubbling annoyance slip into an embarrassed tingle. Cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger at the same time. Ugh! Why was his words having so much effect on you?! It’s like he was a mind reader or something!

“Well don’t try to apologize now..”

You mutter underneath your breath, finding it hard to not begrudgingly admit that you’re wrong and that you were sorry for getting upset with him. But that doesn’t mean you’ll let that feeling win. Pushing the feelings down, you turn towards him with a pout very evident on your face.

“Ah, I wouldn’t force you to accept my apology, Mon Cher, for you are much more important than my own pride.”

He preached with a now growing smile, his eyes softening at your clear struggle to stay mad at him. A glint in his eyes telling you that he knew what you were thinking. Your mind going blank as his lips met your hand once again, trailing up to your wrist, all the way up to your shoulder. A small trail of lipgloss left behind by the emerald green eyed man.

“How will you make it up to me?”

You ask cheekily, light giggles from his soft kisses as he trailed them up to your collar bone. A soft gasp escaped your lips as he kissed the back of your neck before pulling away. A mischievous smile plastered onto Rook’s face, his gloved hand holding one of yours, the other holding your waist as he looked deeply into your eyes.

“I could make a few arrangements to have a free 20 minutes.”

You felt your cheeks burn, your hand slapping his chest at the mention of a potential make out a few minutes from now. What are you going to do with him?

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hungarianshinobi · 3 days ago

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Red flag? I'm colorblind - Fushiguro Toji x F!Reader

Summary:

Fushiguro Toji. Many red flags surround this man whom from any girl who is smart enough would run away, but not (l/n) (y/n).

She's a naive young woman who never had a boyfriend before, and she is willing to do anything and everything for him even though her best friend warned her countless times to stay away from him. But she doesn't listen, because she just wants to live her life. A life full of crimes and danger because of him... A life full of sin and lust.

"Now be a good girl and sit in my lap, baby."

Read the story to find out more!

•Credit for cover fanart: xtevebanto on instagram•

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🔞⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️🔞

• For mature audiences only! This story will contain bad language, VERY detailed mature themes, such as smuts. If you are a minor, I suggest you to don't even start this story. If you do, then remember that I warned you...

• I do not own the anime/manga, nor the characters from it.

• I only own the storyline and a few ocs here and there throughnout the story.

‼️⚠️⚠️⚠️10 YEARS AGE GAP⚠️⚠️⚠️‼️

Story stared: 01.02.2023.

Story ended: Still ongoing~

-Hungarian Shinobi

DISCLAIMER (MUST READ!!)

This short disclaimer is as important as the story will be itself, so please don't skip, read!

The most important thing:

NO MINORS! Or at least no minors who are not mature enough for such explicit content I am going to write in this story. So if you are under at least 18, read at your own risk! I'm not a sensitive, merciful person when it comes to mature content! So seriously if you are uncomfortable with themes like very detailed smuts/lemons, violence, kissing or whatsoever I suggest you to leave right now... And don't blame me if you've read further. I don't take responsibility for losing your innocence (if it still exists) Always remember that I warned you ✌️

Okay, let's start...

As in my other stories, I would like to thank you for clicking on my book and giving it a chance! It really means a lot to me ❤️

What I give in exchange for clicking on my story is nice adventure! Something that my crazy mind created...

Those who have read any of my other stories know what kind of writing style I have, but for those who are new, I'm going to tell a few things:

• I usually write 2000 words per chapter. However there are times when I make it a bit longer if there is a lot happening according to the plot. I think 2000 words for a chapter is the most comfortable to both write and read.

• I am a merciless person when it comes to cliffhangers so bear with me. But also I am quite a fast updater so perhaps you wouldn't want to murder me after every single chapter. Haha 😅 I always update as much as I can and as much as my free time lets me, but there are times when I'm so into writing that I might publish two, three or four new chapters in a week. It depends on my free time as I said.

• Speaking of which... Yes I do write in my free time just like most of the fellow fanfiction writers here. I have a life, a family with two kids, so please be patient and don't ask for an update when I just updated. Many readers begun to annoy me with messages and comments to update like ImMEdIAteLy. If you do that, you will earn a muting badge from me so you won't be able to comment anymore. 😘 (Of course badly waiting for it is something else, but I'm not going to force myself to write if I don't have time or if I'm not in the mood)

• I LOVE drama, fluff, angst and dirty minded scenarios. I honestly live for these kind of themes so prepare for an absolutely nice adventure if you are as rotten as me when it comes to mature content ✨

• Yes the story will contain smut. (How could I not include any in it ತ‿ʖತ) I know that somewhere deep you all seek for quality smuts just like me... That's why that those chapters will definitely be longer than my usual 2000 words. Yes you read it right 😌 if you don't believe me, peek into one of my latest stories for proof.

• I won't always put a warning before the chapters, because sometimes I forget about it. Oh and be sure to get the whole world's holy water for yourself. (Honestly I think it's going to be useless. We are all going to rot in hell for liking these kind of books but if all the hot 2d men are waiting for us there who cares 🤷‍♀️)

• Also I am very cruel because I try to describe feelings as detailed as possible. This is both true to happy and sad feelings. Make sure to always have ice cream in your freezer. If you don't have any, come back here, I am giving them away for free. Extra popcorn is free as well. Choose to your liking: 🍧🍨🍦, 🍿🍿

• I do love plot twists and make my readers confused or fool them with these twists so be prepared 😈 not a joke!

• There will be an age gap between (y/n) and our daddy Fushiguro Toji, so reader will be in her 20s while Toji will be in his early 30s.

• This is just a fanfiction whereas anything can be possible and I am the boss. So don't take it personal or too seriously. Why not play with imagination? 👀

Things I appreciate:

💟 I love any kinds of feedback. Let it be comments, votes or messages. It makes me want to write more and update more frequently to satisfy your needs. So if you have anything to say, feel free to do it! I always appreciate it! (No nugging about new updates please...)

💟 If you have any fantasies in your mind you want to see throughnout the story tell me! There are no limits. (If you knew how dirty my mind is you would run away I swear)

A few more things that are important:

° My first language is not English so I apologize for any kind of grammar mistakes, I try my best. (Typos don't count)

° I'm not going to follow the anime's, manga's timeline since this is a fanfiction, I mean, there will be a few things included to bring life to my book and be close to the world and the characters from Jujutsu kaisen, but this is a fanfiction where I am the boss 😎

° You may also find me on Archive of our own (Ao3) and Wattpad

https://archiveofourown.org/users/HungarianShinobi

° I do not own the anime/manga, nor the characters. They all belong to the dear creator, Gege Akutami.

° This fanfiction was created for fun.

° I do not own any of the pictures and fanarts I put inside the story unless I say so.

° I only own the storyline and a few ocs here and there throughnout the story.

Red flag? ~I'm colorblind~ | Fushiguro Toji x F!Reader +18

Written by: Hungarian Shinobi

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Overhaul x Reader stories:

FORBIDDEN- An alternative universe where Overhaul is not a yakuza. He's a doctor. He's married and y/n has a huge crush on him for a long time. No spoilers! (Completed)

From haters to lovers- Going mostly by the anime's timeline. The title says it all. Spoiler alert! (Completed)

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-When I was your man- Y/n works as a prostitute. The story is about how Dabi wants to get her back because they broke up. Also it tells their story of their meeting and progress. (Completed) Spoilers about the truth of Dabi!

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Uzui Tengen x Reader - His Princess: A story in which (y/n) is part of the Rengoku family. Tengen is a teasing, flirtatious bastard and she wants to avoid to fall for his charm. But of course she fails eventually... (Completed)

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader - F#cking professor Rengoku: Teacher x student relationship, with plot of course. The title says it all. (Completed)

Reliving the past - Kokushibo x Reader: manga spoilers about Kokushibo!! (Ongoing)

Hunter x Hunter:

Chrollo Lucilfer x Reader - The Devil's Angel:

Jujutsu kaisen stories:

Ryomen Sukuna x F!Reader - His favourite Obsession (Ongoing)

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Chapter 1:

Author's note: if you haven't read the Disclaimer, kindly go back and do. According to the story it's important! Thank you!

(y/n)'s POV:

"Are you sure about this, honey?" My mom asked me, concerned or rather worried about the plan I am about to implement. Moving out from this small village and go live in the capital of Japan that is.

I smiled back at her. "Yes. My best friend is going to be in the town as well. I will be fine, don't worry."

Tears begun to form in her eyes and small, soft hands cupped both sides of my cheek. My mom was the only person in my life next to my best friend who wanted the best for me. Even if it hurt her to let me go. But I was an adult and this village can't provide the life I want for myself. And I can't stay with her forever.

My dad? He left us when I was a kid. He met a younger woman than my mom, 'fell in love' and one day, he was gone.

My mom tried to cover her sadness by smiling all the time. During nights I heard her crying her heart out countless times however for a very long time.

She was so in love with my father, but due to pregnancy she gained a bit of weight which she couldn't get rid of no matter what diet she did, or what sport she tried to make a progress. Because of that, I heard my parents arguing quite often. My dad even yelled into her face that she is disgusting and he cannot bring himself to touch her anymore.

Many ugly words, humiliating, yet my mom's heart still belonged to him. Till this day, she couldn't move on. She didn't tell me, but I knew it.

Ever since my dad left, he never showed up again, not that he ever cared for me or paid attention to me. It was never him, rather my loving and caring mother. Though I don't remember him too much.

I felt blessed for having her in my life... really...

I've been raised within poor conditions. My mom could barely pay for rent in the first few months after we were left behind. She took multiple jobs to provide for me, cooked my favourite meals when she had the chance even if she barely had money for it, baked a cake for my birthday every year but most of all...

...gave all her love to me. She was the best mom in the world I could ever wish for.

"You know I will always be worried for you even though you became such a beautiful, grown woman. You will always be my sweet little girl." She blinked, tears streaming down her face.

"I know... I am prepared. I didn't learn for so long without a reason." I reassured her, grabbing her hands in mine.

She nodded. We talked about this for a very long time yet it's painful to let go of each other.

"Remember to call me once you arrived, okay?" She requested, pulling me in for one last hug before helping me get on the train which is soon going to depart.

I took my ticket out of my pocket to take a look at my seat number. Once I found it I grabbed my suitcase and after a few minutes of struggle I managed to put it on the luggage rack above my head. Then I sat down, looking out the window to search for my mom.

We waved for each other until she was out of my sight, my smile fading away soon, causing me to sigh. I knew I always wanted this, but it still made me sad. The thought that I won't see her every single day as I did until now will be strange and unusual. There's no other choice but to get used to it. We will keep in contact though.

"Tickets please." The conductor showed up out of nowhere. Or perhaps I was too deep in my thoughts to notice him.

Nevertheless I gave him my ticket, which he checked, eventually giving it back to me. "Thank you." I said.

"Have a nice trip miss." Then he left, leaving me alone.

There were still a few people walking by, searching for their seats, some of them even arguing about who would sit next to the window.

Since my journey is going to be quite long, I brought a book with myself to read and pass time. Taking it out of my bag I stopped midway, because a group of young men entered the wagon.

They were speaking and laughing loudly in a disturbing way. They didn't care about anyone or anything. Typical troublemakers.

"Man, where's our fucking seat? We walked through the entire shitty train." One of them complained.

"I don't know dude. Look, number 73... 74... It should be here." The other replied.

I avoided eye contact with them as much as possible, rather pretending to be busy. I was praying internally, hoping their seat is not next to mine. But there's three of them, and there's one empty seat beside me, two other on the opposing side. Please no...

"Yeah yeah, there it is." The third pointed towards me. From the corner of my eyes I saw them nearing me. "Would you look at that? What a pretty company we're going to have heh."

Oh god no...

I kept staring out of the window however, showing a straight face. I should either pretend I'm deaf or pretend I don't speak the language.

"Whose this huge ass suitcase is? It's in the fucking way. I can't put mine up here." One of them complained. "Imma just put it in front of the toilet. Who cares?" He laughed, his friends agreeing with him.

They were speaking about my suitcase and the guy grabbed it, taking it out from where I put it to the luggage rack. "Just drop it out somewhere."

I couldn't let them do this to my stuff, so timidly I spoke up. "Excuse me... That's mine. Put it back, please."

He raised a brow at me, his friends also turning their attention on me. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know it's yours. I will put it back." He smirked.

"Thank y-"

It was too easy to be true. And I was right, because he didn't finish his sentence. "For a kiss, baby."

I gasped. "No... Just put it back please." Standing up from my seat I grabbed it in an attempt to put it back myself since he certainly didn't plan to do it.

"Wow look guys, she's rich." Turning over my shoulder I saw one of them opening my purse and taking out my money.

"Hey!" I reached for it, but he raised his hand high in the air so I wouldn't be able reach it. "That's mine. What are you doing?"

"Man we can go to a five star hotel for a week with this amount with all the extra shit." They laughed, grinning at each other. "Let's bring this pretty girl with ourselves as well heh."

"Bet she's a virgin. Look how innocent she is." The middle one licked his lips.

I wanted to puke from their behaviour, but for now all I wanted was to get my stuff back from them.

"Give it back you idiots!" I glared at them, punching the guy who stole my money.

"Aw look at that." The one who took off my suitcase from the luggage rack took a step towards me, grabbing my arm. "What's wrong gorgeous? We just wanna have fun with you."

It was a bad idea to come entirely alone... Maybe I should have let my mom escort me. But then she would have had to travel back all alone as well...

Just when I thought that I can't get out of this, a stranger came to my aid, pulling the guy off me by his collar who grabbed me. "You just disturbed my sleep." He said.

"Who the fuck are you? Mind your own business." He spat at the stranger.

The man didn't seem to be in a good mood and within a second the harasser was on the ground, spitting out his teeth. The other two flinched and tried to attack the stranger who was quick to wipe them out of his way as well.

"Hey." He turned to me. "You okay?" He asked in a bored, sleepy tone. He noticed that one of the guys was holding my money in his hand, so he bent down and snatched it, standing up straight right after. "Is this yours?"

"Yes... They stole it and wanted to throw my suitcase in front of the toilet." I told him.

The tall man handed my money back to me, grabbed my suitcase and put it back where it was previously, not caring the slightest that he stepped on the harassers in the process.

The first guy who he knocked out slowly stood up, about to land a punch on my savior. "Watch out!" I warned him and he quickly grabbed his fist.

There was a scary grin on his face. "Didn't you lose enough tooth? Want me to break your bones too?"

"Just fucking get out of here man!" The other two stood up as well and pulled their friend away with themselves.

I watched them practically running away from the scene and into the other wagon.

The black haired man rubbed his neck with closed eyes, eventually looking at me, causing me to flinch by the sudden attention.

I opened my mouth to speak, words coming out in a stutter. "T-thank you. I don't know what-"

"No need to thank me, just stay silent and let me sleep." He grunted and plopped down on the seat on the opposing side, crossing his arms and closing his eyes.

I gulped down my answer. Though he helped me with those assholes, but I didn't want to upset him with unnecessary talking, so I rather sat back down on my own seat, putting my money back in my purse and taking out the book I wanted to read earlier before those scumbags came.

Flipping a few pages I stopped reading, glancing up at the man in front of me. He was snoring slightly, a sign that he was asleep. Unlike when he took care of my harassers, he had such a peaceful and innocent look on his face. There was a small detail I didn't notice on him until now. He had a scar on the corner of his lips on the right side, making me wonder how did he get that.

He requested me to stay silent and don't bother him, so I rather sticked to that, continuing to read my book.

After like 2 hours I almost finished it, sleepiness taking over me so much that I yawned all the time from that point. I would get off the train at the terminus, so I decided to do the same thing as the man in front of me, falling asleep eventually.

It wasn't as comfortable as a bed would be, but it was better than nothing. There was still 1 more hour left to arrive to Tokyo anyway. And I guess I won't get too much sleep today. Knowing my best friend she will want to go out somewhere or we would probably talk throughnout the night. We didn't meet each other for a long time and talking in person is different than in texts or a video call.

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulder. "Miss, miss. Wake up. We have arrived to Tokyo." Cracking my eyes open I expected my savior to wake me up, but to my surprise he wasn't on the train anymore. It was the conductor who woke me up.

"Ah. Thank you for waking me up." He nodded, smiling kindly and left.

I stretched, planning to grab my suitcase from the luggage rack. However it was on the ground already. It was either the stranger or the conductor who took it off for me. Who knows.

I didn't know that either that moving to Tokyo going to change everything in my life as well. Yet...

A life full of crimes and danger because of him... A life full of sin and... lust...

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End of Chapter 1

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mogruith · 14 hours ago

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Since I know you feel pretty positively about it as a plot point, I wanted to ask. IIRC, given he romanced her, does the child thing ever come up with Coranzan and Minthara? Does he have any larger thoughts on it?

No pressure to answer, ofc. I just wanna see if it's something you've considered within their back and forth.

Hiya Red! Thank you so much for the ask!! 💖 Sorry it took me so long to get around to answering this, things got a bit busy/weird this week.

But oh boy. Have I considered it?? Only the most normal of amounts of consideration. It's TRULY a struggle for me to stay on topic in this reply, but I cut so much to be as concise as possible.

Thing is, I've actually been thinking about this since I "datamined" the SWD lines myself back last December, never expecting them to become canon. I've always seen it as an interesting topic, given how often she reflects on her mother and her upbringing. It always feels like she's on the brink of some realization about herself. I suspect that might've been the original intent of some of those lines.

Anyway, on to the actual question-answering under the cut.

Does it come up for Coranzan and Minthara? Yes. It absolutely does.

The worst part of this update's execution is she would definitely mention it at least towards the end. So I guess it's up to us to headcanon it!

I imagine it's revealed shortly after Orin's demise - relatively late in the campaign. This is also on the heels of the alurlssrin conversation; the first time they express long-term commitment to one another. If she wasn't sure that he was going to be there for the long term, why should she say anything prior to that?

After Orin's death, she's really shaken up and comparing herself to Orin in terms of generational trauma.

"[Orin] was cruel, maniacal, sadistic. You could have been sisters." Minthara: "Given what we learned of Orin's mother, that is painfully accurate. We were both born of trauma, both raised by parents who protected us with one hand and tormented us with the other."

To me, this is a crucial moment where the gears are turning - there's some self-awareness of the kind of life she's been born into and realizing that it could have been something else. This is a natural segue to considering her role with her own child - and that maybe she needs to adjust its direction from what she learned.

And I think she'd bring this up in a reflective manner - not really sure what she can or should do about it just yet. Just that maybe things should be Different.

Coranzan's Thoughts

You are a better judge on this than I, my friend, but I don't think it's odd for drow to just decide they want to have a child and they make it happen through whatever means available to them. Especially in the noble world. So, I don't think her revealing this to him would be particularly shocking by itself. Her choosing to reveal it after keeping it so closely guarded might be the only thing he's somewhat surprised by. But the circumstances or whose it is? Largely irrelevant unless something about it threatens them - which I'm sure she'd mention if that were the case.

She's Minthara's daughter. Finding a home for her and raising her is important to Minthara. End of. Coranzan needs no other details.

The fact that she tells him about her daughter at all demonstrates some level of inclusion into something that would not be his business under ... traditional? circumstances. Revealing this is exposing a deep vulnerability and a willingness to be transparent. Initially, he's not exactly sure what she expects of him, if anything, but he understands that this is a Big Deal to her and it's extremely important that she's including him.

In the longer term, assuming Coranzan gets the chance to be part of Minthara's daughter's life, I think he'd like to be as involved in her life as much as possible and I think Minthara would encourage it to some degree.

Not for any ideas like father figures or something weird (to drow) like that. But like I mentioned, I think she's realizing that things could be different from her "traumatic" experience. Coranzan's a good example of that difference. Especially after witnessing how incredibly different his relationship is with his sister, Z'ress. Their sibling relationship, with seemingly unshakable trust, is something entirely unimaginable to her with her own family. And for Coranzan and Z'ress it's not a weakness. It's a strength. Something that's been demonstrated over and over while she's been fighting alongside them.

There's... a million other things I can rant about when it comes to this topic. From Coran's parents and his past dealing with kids, more thoughts on Minthara's mindset regarding this, and some other data-mined stuff that has implications for this plot, but it's way too much for now. I will never finish this post if I get into that.

For now, I'm gonna throw a few tags here for folks who have expressed interest in their relationship but I keep getting intimidated out of writing about it (and then I go posting about the most controversial topic she's had in a while - go figure).

@nemo-of-house-hamartia @moriarfer @pavusprince - no interaction expected, just keeping those who have asked about them in the loop.

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lurkingshan · 1 hour ago

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Heesu in Class 2: A Lovely Queer Kdrama

This wonderful little show has come to an end, and I want to talk a bit about why I enjoyed it so very much, because it has been one of my absolute favorites of the year. Let's break it down!

Before I jump in, let me address the elephant in the room: this series is loosely based on a manhwa of the same title--and I do mean it when I say "loosely"--which has been the source of much consternation among manhwa fans who were hoping it would be closer to its source material. It's not, and it's not trying to be. The show took a fairly simple BL manhwa and gave it the full kdrama treatment, building out the world around Heesu and altering much of the story as a result. The show is entirely its own thing, and I am reading and judging it based only on what it set out to achieve with its narrative, not on how it compares to the manhwa.

The Narrative Structure

The most crucial thing to understand about this show from a narrative perspective is that despite being labeled as a kbl, it's really structured like a kdrama. Most kbls are two to four hours total and laser focused on the romance, with little time spent on other characters or the wider world. And that's understandable given the constraints they are typically under on both time and budget. Heesu is different. With 10 50-minute episodes, its officially the longest kbl ever made, if still shortish for a mainstream kdrama (those are usually 12-16 hours). And the creators took advantage of that extra time to make what is basically a kdrama/kbl hybrid that largely mimics structures and tropes from mainstream kdrama.

Specifically, the show deploys a really classic kdrama romance trope that I refer to as the love rhombus, where four characters get into messy lines of attraction that start out mostly one-sided and mismatched before eventually settling into two pairs by the end of the story. It also includes heavy emphasis on friendship and family relationships, and uses all its side characters to parallel and mirror the main story. If you watch kdramas regularly (as I do), you've seen this structure in lots of shows and have a good sense of how the story is going to play out. If you don't, and come to this show expecting it to behave like a typical kbl, you may end up confused. This show cares about a lot more than the main romance.

The Lead

Heesu is our lead, and I find him to be such an endearing character. He feels like an actual teenager in the way he's a huge mess of contradictions. Sweet and kind, but also frequently selfish and short-sighted. Generous and committed to helping others, but also kinda mean and quick to jump to wrong conclusions if someone gets on his bad side. He is the core driver of the narrative, as ultimately this is his queer coming of age story. When we begin the show, he is hiding himself from all of his loved ones, nursing an obviously doomed crush on his best friend, and badly misreading many of the people around him because he's so caught up in his own struggles.

The Friendships

There are multiple important friendships in this show, but the rift between Heesu and Chanyoung is at the heart of the story. They are longtime best friends who have started to become distant from each other as Heesu pulled back and began hiding himself upon realizing he has romantic feelings for his friend. Heesu's feelings, and the fear he has about Chanyoung finding out about them, has come between them and started to weaken the trust they have in each other, and Chanyoung begun pulling back in response. We follow as Heesu meddles in Chanyoung's relationships and struggles with whether and how to tell Chanyoung how he feels, and Chanyoung in turn tries to get Heesu to tell him what is going on with him. They are also joined by their mutual friend Hosik, a delightful character who brings so much fun to every scene he's in and has his own little love story.

The other important friendship, and one of my favorite relationships in the show, is between Seungwon and Jiyu, another pair of longtime best friends. Seungwon ends up dragging Jiyu into his mess when he pretends to like her as a cover for asking Heesu for help, and ends up coming out to her to explain himself. I love their friendship and the way Jiyu balances calling him on his lies with covering for him with others until he works up the courage to come clean. She's a real one.

The Families

I also love that this drama gives us a sense of Heesu, Seungwon, and Chanyoung's home lives. Heesu lives with his three older sisters, and his close relationships with them, and the way they've clearly influenced him to be more in tune with his emotions, is delightful. Seungwon, in contrast, has a much more solitary home life. His parents are divorced and his mom now has a female partner and travels frequently for work, so he's often alone. Chanyoung struggles with his father, who compares him unfavorably to his older brother and threatens to disown him for following his passions. These family relationships give the boys more shading and help us understand their motivations and the choices they make, and also set up some important parallels in the narrative, with Chanyoung's struggle with his father mirroring Heesu's fears about coming out. And in the end we get to see Heesu slowly work toward coming out to his sisters and Seungwon talk to his mom about her same sex relationship and how it affects him, both of which I found so lovely and rewarding.

The Romances

Like all love rhombus kdramas, this show has two primary pairs, with Heesu and Seungwon's queer romance at the center of the story and Chanyoung and Jiyu's romance serving as a thematic foil. Seungwon is pining after Heesu the entire time but hiding it, while Heesu is working through his feelings for Chanyoung and getting increasingly confused as his feelings for the two boys begin to shift. Jiyu and Chanyoung connect and get together fairly early on in the show as Heesu and Seungwon struggle much longer to get on the same page and sort out the various untruths they've told each other. And that is entirely the point! The queer characters in this story have a lot more obstacles to overcome and a lot of legitimate fears about revealing themselves; for them it's not as easy as just confessing and moving on if it doesn't work out. I loved the contrast of these two romances and also found both couples so easy to root for, especially given how generous they all were to each other as they sorted out their mess.

The Themes

This show is entirely rooted in the queer experience, with Heesu using his love of space and astronomy to draw thematic ties to his experience of life as a gay teenager in a non-bubble world. The astronomy metaphors the show deploys work so well to make the story feel coherent and connected, not to mention inspire the gorgeous visuals used to highlight these themes. This story is all about Heesu's journey to tell his loved ones his truth, to sort out what he wants from the people around him, and to find the courage to reach for his own happiness. All of the side characters are beautifully fleshed out into real and whole people, and their stories all mirror Heesu's own struggles and inform his emotional landscape. In the end, we get to watch Heesu mature, fall in love, sort his relationships, and achieve comfort and happiness with who he is. It's a great ride, and I highly recommend it for anyone who cares about queer stories.

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morro-guardian-of-the-departed · 3 days ago

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Okay so, let's start off after the Day of the Departed, where Cole turned back into a human. OH FIRST SPINJITSU MASTER, THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG.

Like the day after, Acronix returned from the time vortex and joined with his brother. (I assume you know who they are, as they were friends with Wu during the time you were with him.) They made these warriors out of snakes and kidnapped a bunch of different workers to build them a giant time travel machine tank thing. Acronix also made Wu rapidly age with the fast-forwarding time blade, which Nya and Kai fixed using the reversal time blade. They got stopped, but Wu and the Time Twins got lost through time. And the ninja spent the next couple of years trying to find him.

Then there was this girl, Harumi, who was the Jade Princess of a dynasty, until she got her gang of bikers, called The Sons of Garmadon, to blow up the palace, with her adoptive parents inside. (To be fair, they were a bit abusive.) She did this because inside of the palace, there was this oni mask out of a set of 3, to which these 3 masks would allow her resurrect Garmadon from the grave. The evil, bad lord one, not the Sensei "Art of the Silent Fist" Garmadon. Why did she want to do this? Because she hates Lloyd for not saving everyone (including her bio parents) back when the Great Devourer and Garmadon was the one that killed the GD.

The ninja also found Wu during this time, who was reverted back into a little baby due to the reversal blade.

Harumi ends up being successful with her plan, so she gets Garmadon to beat up his son and to take over Ninjago with her, including this giant colossus. Kai, Cole, Jay, Zane, and lil' Wu get sent to the First Realm during the whole takeover. Some other stuff happens and they get back together, Wu grows up again, and they win. Hooray! And, oh yeah, Harumi dies just like her parents did (building).

Then Ninjago City gets invaded by Oni and their dark cloud of doom that turned people into stone. The ninja, Wu, and Garmadon are able to remedy this by using the tornado of creation.

I'll add more information in another ask later. Any questions about these events?

Ah, The Day of the Departed. That was the last time I saw Master Wu—and also when my third death occurred, but that’s not important.

Time vortex? Since when was there a time vortex? And why was Acronix in it?

Kidnapping? That doesn’t sound like something Krux and Acronix would do. Wu would never enable something like that, and they were close friends of his, last I heard.

Time blades? How does that work? Did the Time Twins transfer a portion of their abilities into the blades, like how the First Spinjitzu Master fused parts of his four core elements with the Golden Weapons?

Wu should be fine from rapid aging, though. He’s semi-immortal, so simply aging shouldn’t do him in. It’d have to be something violent, or maybe an illness.

WU GOT LOST IN THE TIME STREAM??

Ugh. The Jade Family. In my experience, more often than not, Ninjago’s royals don’t give a fuck about their people. Just the aristocratic class.

This Princess Harumi named her gang after Lloyd? Holy wannabe Garmadon. Or she might just have a crush on him. I’d need more info to properly draw a conclusion.

Oh, I’m all for overthrowing abusive parents. I have experience with terrible parents, though my adoptive parent was a good one. My biological ones weren’t.

…the First Master hid one of the the Oni Warlords’ masks with the ROYAL FAMILY?? You’ve got to be kidding.

And he hid all three SO HORRIBLY that some WANNABE GARMADON Princess of Ninjago FOUND THEM??

Wait. GARMADON created the Art of the Silent Fist?? I remember that I absolutely hated when Wu would try teaching me that style. It’s so passive…that being said, I do use it against the soul-suckers a lot.

I would understand if she hated Lloyd for releasing the Serpentine, because they released the Great Devourer. But hating him for not saving her bio parents in a city full of people? When he was a literal ten-year-old?? Holy Weapons, that’s psychotic.

I MISSED BABY WU?!? PLEASE TELL ME YOU’RE JOKING.

Garmadon? Hurt Lloyd?? No way. He adores Lloyd more than anything in this world. If what you’re saying is true, the resurrection must’ve fucked him up bad.

Wait. For the resurrection to work, DNA from the wife, brother, and son is needed. I get how she would’ve gotten it from Wu. Considering she managed to track down the Oni Masks, finding a baby Dragon-Oni hybrid wouldn’t be too hard. Misako is tough, and she can fight, but she’s still a human at the end of the day. But Lloyd? The Legendary Dragoni-Human tribrid Green Ninja?? Who has elemental powers that he’s able to access???

How the heck did the Princess manage that? Unless she stole a piece of his hair or something while he wasn’t paying attention.

No way Garmadon called upon a Colossus to take over Ninjago. This family really loves dramatic flair, doesn’t it?

THEY WENT TO THE REALM OF ONI AND DRAGONS?? WHAT COULD HAVE POSSIBLY LED TO THAT???

As for Wu, if he was hit with opposing Time Blades, then they should’ve cancelled the effects out, but since the Time Blade that caused aging hit Wu first, and the Reversal Blade hit him later, I can see how the effects would be delayed. That being said, it explains how he’d be able to rapidly age back to adulthood. If it’s not as simple as that, and it’s actually more complex than that, I will cry.

Still salty I missed Baby Wu.

They probably made it back to Ninjago via dragonback, since dragons can travel the realms.

Harumi dies? Oh. Well, consequences of your actions coming back to bite you, etc. etc. I’m very familiar with that. Wait she was crushed by a BUILDING—

Hold on what happens to Garmadon? Isn’t that a big problem too? And what about the Colossus?

THE ONI INVADED?? AND THERE WERE NO PRECAUTIONS FOR THE ELEMENTAL DARKNESS???

Oh, so we’re just fine with Garmadon now? Even though he, like, conquered Ninjago and abused his son?

…yes. I have many, many questions.

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