#like. reacting is half of the fun.

[natjennie]

those memes about reading smut with a straight face.. couldn't be me. I'm over here making expressions like a cartoon character. I'm basically playing charades. I'm oohing and aahing and raising my eyebrows like an appraiser on antiques roadshow with an authentic shakespeare first draft. what the fuck do you mean reading with a straight face? I'm performing.

[good-beanswrites]

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for Futa finding our that Yuno was lying about getting beaten up in her first interrogation?

You sure can 👀👀👀👀 Omg, I'm a fake 02-03 fan, how have I never thought about that moment before? I assumed he'd know eventually, but for someone who's so honest (and likely already has issues with a disloyal friend group) an actual confession would be so painful... Thank you so much for the request, it reminded me how much I loved writing these two ;--;

“I can’t believe it!” Fuuta laid across Yuno’s bed, staring up at the ceiling. “I can’t fucking believe it!”

“Ooh~ is this about Shidou-san?” Yuno stepped out of a pair of shoes, grabbing another. She walked back and forth with accessories she’d requested or borrowed from the others. After scrutinizing them in the mirror, she’d try on something else. 

“Of course it is! Why aren’t you freaking out about this?”

It was a rhetorical question, she knew. This was one of those times Fuuta wasn’t really listening to anything except the rant in his own head. It could be annoying, but between him and Mahiru, Yuno actually enjoyed the chance to sit back and let someone else take over the conversation. 

“He comes out of his interrogation, casually laughing about the warden being young and kicking him, then expects us to be okay with it? That makes four out of five interrogations someone got hurt! It’s a good thing I showed them they can’t fuck with someone like me, eh? But a pushover like Shidou gets abused and laughs! Argh!” 

Fuuta sat up suddenly, trying to find somewhere to put his anger. He caught Yuno’s eye through the mirror. “There’s no way this is legal, locking us up with some violence-crazed warden! You know what I just keep thinking about, every day?”

Yuno gave a small “hm?” knowing he’d tell her anyway. She turned her eyes away, pretending to fix the ribbon in her hair. It was becoming less and less enjoyable to sit back and let him talk, this time. She was starting to see where this conversation would end. She knew what she needed to do.

“I just keep thinking, what are we going to do about Mahiru?”

“What do you mean?”

She was met with a dumbfounded look. 

“We can’t just let her go in there by herself! Haruka and Shidou have some size and strength on Es, so like a coward they only showed a bit of force. But they know you and Muu were much smaller and weaker, so they really took it out on you both. I mean, I could hear Muu crying during her interrogation, and she came out still sniffling. Whatever the hell happened, it can’t be good. Just think of what’ll happen to Mahiru if we leave her alone in there! I’ve started thinking about what we can do.”

She laughed, picking up a headband. “Fuuta, you can’t do anything. It’s not like you’d be able to break in during the interrogation. I’m sure Mahiru-san will be just fine.”

“You can’t be sure, in a place like this. I’ve been thinking about this! I was even talking to Kotoko, and we think it’s possible to sneak in beforehand.”

“And if you get caught? What if you get Mahiru-san in more trouble?”

It was all she could think to say. She knew the truth had to come out eventually, but if there was a chance she could calm Fuuta down and avoid a fight altogether, she’d take it. Yuno wasn’t afraid of him. However, just because he was all bark and no bite didn’t make his bite any easier to handle. If she was putting the pieces together correctly, it still did end up killing someone…

Instead of slowing down, his face lit up with even more intensity. He leapt to his feet, appearing behind Yuno in the mirror. “See, that’s where my backup plan comes in! We’ll get the others involved. An interrogation will be the perfect time to stage a riot because –”

“Oh, Fuuta.”

“– I mean it! How are they and that stupid rabbit going to stop all of us, huh? It’s high time we stood up to this injustice! Give that brat a taste of their own medicine –”

“Just, listen for a second.”

“– We won’t use any violence or anything! Unlike them, we’re above that. Just give them a good scare, and demand that they –”

“Fuuta.”

“What?” He sounded exasperated, but paused to let her speak. She hadn’t raised her voice; he was learning to tell when she was serious.

“There’s... something I need to tell you.” Her tone made it clear that this would be a pretty weighty confession. Annoyance flashed across his face, like is now really the time for this? 

Yuno turned to face him. She reached for his hands, knowing the wonders a bit of physical contact can do. Fuuta just rolled his eyes as he tore his hands away. She was constantly reminded that her usual tricks didn’t work on him. She also reminded herself, however, that it was a relief. She didn’t feel like holding hands now.

“I… I wasn’t honest about my interrogation. Es didn’t touch me. They were actually really calm, and we had a good conversation. They didn’t want the others to hear that and just walk all over them, so I promised to tell the story they came up with. I heard Muu talking, and she didn’t face any violence either. She was just scared.”

“You – she – what?” Fuuta sputtered on his words. His face turned a few shades redder than it already had been in his excitement.

“The lie wasn’t supposed to be a big deal, or drag out this long. Definitely not to the point of inspiring a prison riot, oh god. I felt bad that you even went after Es because of it–”

“Yeah!” His voice rose. “I stood up to them for you! I coulda gotten punished for that!”

“No, Es knew why you did it, so I’m sure they never would have –”

“You can’t be sure!” He turned to pace the cell, emotion leaking out in sudden pitches in his voice, or a hand jerking up in wild gestures. “So when were you planning on telling me? Or were you just going to lie to my face for another few months?”  She could see the gears turning in his head – all the arguments and comebacks and insults he was formulating. “And what else have you been lying to me about?” 

That’s when she noticed that the look in his eyes wasn’t one of rage. Nor was the blood in his cheeks. Though he was indeed angry, he was also dealing with the embarrassing truth of being lied to for months.

“I haven’t lied about anything else,” she assured him. She bowed her head. “And I won’t. I’m so sorry. It was supposed to be something quick that everyone forgot about. Once they had their interrogation and had their own impression of the warden, no one would think about it.”

“You expect me to believe a shitty excuse like that? Why would we all just forget?”

“Fuuta…” She smiled sadly. “Everyone did forget. You’re the only one who still talks about it. You’re the only one who’s done anything in response. I felt so guilty you’d put yourself out like that, for me, someone you barely met.” 

Yuno paused. She hadn’t meant to use any flattery to steer the conversation. She was supposed to just tell him the truth and leave it at that.

But this wasn’t flattery. She was still speaking the truth. “Everyone else did exactly what I expected, except you. You stood up for me. I don’t take that lightly, okay? I’m grateful.”

Fuuta’s eyes burned with more fury. He jabbed a pointing finger at her.

“You’re right!” 

“...eh?”

“Those bastards didn’t do a single thing! They heard a young girl got abused and they just let it happen? They tried laughing it off? How dare they!” He whirled around. “Oh, I’m gonna give them a –”

Yuno grabbed the back of his uniform “You aren’t going to do anything. If you get everyone riled up now, it’ll be for nothing, remember? But you can’t tell. I still promised Es I’d keep their secret through the first trial.”

“Tch, you don’t owe them shit.”

“If you tell, you’ll get me in trouble. Please.” She let go of him. “Can I trust you with this?”

He kept his back to her. “You didn’t before.”

“You’re right.” She wasn’t the type to waffle around with excuses.

She started putting away her things. It was almost mealtime, and she didn’t have the heart to continue, anyway. Through the mirror, she watched Fuuta hang around the doorway. His expression shifted through emotions that Yuno couldn’t quite put her finger on. All his fire was fizzling out.

“Just… you swear it won’t happen again?” 

“I swear.”

Fuuta nodded. Then, a grin. “And you swear I can tell them off after this trial ends?”

She returned the smirk. “One promise at a time, ’kay?”

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

about what i said abt the gaps and diffuseness; the way shes all eyes & light & reflection. the focus on hands that dont hold anyone anymore. half of her initial definition in this sequence comes from the tardis and with the first touch she immediately explodes. shes obscured by light, and there must be a word for that thats not an oxymoron but it fits; cloudless climes and starry skies

[jackandclairearesiblings]

Sam's sitting on his motel bed, reading some random book he got from the library. Every now and then inbetween cases he would indulge and read for pleasure, returning the book the next morning before leaving town.

Dean plops down on his bed on the other side of the room, cracking open a beer and immediately turning on the TV. He's feeling considerate tonight, keeping the volume at a respectable level to prevent Sam from bitching.

Sam smiles at a passage and giggles as he turns the page. Dean rolls his eyes and doesn't even look at him.

A few minutes pass. Sam suddenly gasps and whispers a "no fucking way" before he shifts his position and falls more engrossed in the book.

Dean has completely tuned all of Sam's reactions out, focused on the movie. It has to take Sam slamming shut the book and tossing it across the room for Dean to finally take notice.

"Dude?" Dean asks, hoping to get a response that will sooth his sudden curiousity.

"Shut up," Sam responds annoyingly, crossing his arms and sinking back into his pillow, "I don't want to talk about it."

Dean just snorts a laugh and finally cranks up the volume on the movie.

[skid-the-mighty-poet]

[crinkle-eyed-boo]

currently reading "own the scars" i just finished chapter 15 where louis and harry just got in a big fight because harry professed to him and louis (totally in love back, i mean even nick knew) was obviously taken aback (i wouldve been too) and they got into it????? and now harry's going to boston?????? this is so complicated, im gonna cry i can feel it.

its so good though. youre talented and i thank god for the happy ending tage

People get SO MAD at me for that chapter, but it’s what needs to happen. (To quote Jeremy Strong, it’s what makes sense dramaturgically!)

One of my pre-readers while I was writing had SUCH a virulent reaction that I actually questioned if I was doing the right thing. I’ll always be grateful to @disgruntledkittenface for being the best beta in the world and telling me to trust my gut there and that I should absolutely not change it ❤️❤️

I hope you enjoy the rest of BOTH Harry and Louis’ journeys in this story. They both still have some growing to do!! I promise it’s worth it.

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

one thing abt being disabled/chronically ill that some people don’t get is that sometimes body maintenance that ensures you have the absolute minimum amount of function can also be something that takes away a lot of control and autonomy. you can argue till the cows come home that making those decisions to try and help yourself (or realistically to try to make sure things aren’t worse than they already are) is something that exhibits control and autonomy and stuff, but they can be so limiting in practice because they’re things that take up so much time but have to be done to do anything else

[ragnars-tooth]

One of my big compulsions is taking a fuck ton of screenshots Just In Case a piece of information is important in like 4 years and I can't remember it (sometimes the information is an instagram post that I might not remember later and of course needs to be recorded everywhere (I will Not be looking at that again)) so today is my transfer 16000 images off my phone admin day (woo)

Like yeah I never looked at any of them and they were completely irrelevant to my daily life, But what if I need them ✨️ later ✨️ (you'll see that the idea of Later is doing a lot of heavy lifting here) OR what if there's a vital piece of information in the mix somewhere that I'll lose forever if I delete them? So: onto the external hard drive they go

This is one of those cases where. Yeah. Ideally I wouldn't take 16000 screenshots in half a year. And YEAH ideally I'd just delete them and not transfer them somewhere else to never look at again. BUT at least I get a clean slate and I can maybe not mindlessly save everything for 2 seconds. It's like. Small wins? Progress. Yknow.

[000marie198]

Wow ...

Incredibly great franchise and characters. Aweful fandom

[theflyingfeeling]

you might think that the main point of BC in Silent Library was to have 6 idiots bully each other (...or mainly Olli) and fail miserably at trying not to laugh about it, but the actual main point is having Olli and Aleksi demonstrate peak 'trying to act normal around your crush but ending up acting the opposite of normal' behaviour for 20 minutes straight 💅

[butleroftoast]

[Sees the new Dragon Age trailer is out, gives in to temptation, breaks oath to go in totally blind, and watches it.]

Oh, hey, it looks kind of neat. Reminds me of the DAII Isabela trailer. I'm cautiously optimistic. :)

[Sees the reaction online.]

._.

[soft-serve-soymilk]

Bitches be fighting (it’s the head children 😘☺️)

[cloudd-nyne]

Surprise sunzen art!!

[goldensunset]

I'm so happy you're finally able to play bw!!!! I hope you enjoy them so much <333 I look forward to enjoying your playthrough :D

delighted to hear it! i know this is a lot of people’s favorite so y’all have set my expectations really high!! i mean i’m easy to impress but i consider that part of my loveable charm lol but i really do think i’m gonna love it!

[zeb-z]

qBad this, qForever that, when did everyone forget about unreliable narrators?

[stuffedsand]

Silly little like. Thoughts post. Not on purge march but on what could happen t3 cuz I don't care too much? About the last 3 prisoners' crimes

I think it'd be funny if they killed off a character during the trial. Like. In the middle of t3. Like for example if amane is inno voted this round they could put mahiru on a "timer" in which she dies before the trial ends (when amanes t3 votes open perhaps...)

It is the last trial after all, they can afford to kill off characters cuz they only need to be alive for their song+vd and interro

Idk it's an interesting thought to me